Chapter 130: Fate is not shallow

Jiang Wei thought that it was just a meeting in Pingshui, but the coachman was willing to take the risk to stop and invite him to get in the car, but he was a kind-hearted person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He was about to speak, but there was some movement in front of him, only to see a piece of wood rolling down from the mountain to the road, blocking the way of many carriages and horses, and at the same time there was a sound behind him, which was also blocked by a piece of wood, so that more than ten carriages were trapped on the official road.

"I planted this tree, I opened this road, if you want to pass from here, leave it to buy road money!"

Dozens of people appeared on both sides of the official road, all holding knives, guns and sticks, shouting and shouting, which frightened passers-by on the official road.

Jiang Li shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the middle-aged coachman only finished speaking, he really met the robbers, and his luck was really bad.

But the coachman couldn't laugh, trembled, and his face was as frightened as earth.

"It's hurt my brother. If the old brother hadn't stopped, he wouldn't have been trapped here. Jiang Li said.

"Alas, little brother, don't say that, I just don't stop, and it seems that I can't rush over. The coachman shook his head and looked at the carriage with a look of pain and worry on his face.

"Are these people just for money, or do they want to hurt people?"

"Most of them are wealth-seekers. As long as you don't anger the robbers and spend money, you can save your life. ā€

Jiang Li didn't have any pity for these bandits, he looked around, and saw that there were many minions around one person, who should be the leader of the robbers.

The middle-aged coachman was a little anxious when he saw Jiang Li's behavior, and immediately asked, "Little brother, what are you going to do?"

Jiang thought he would meet this person. Jiang Li said casually.

"No, there are dozens of robbers here, even if the little brother has some ability, how can he fight against them?" the coachman dissuaded, "It's better to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, if you provoke them, your life will definitely be lost!"

Before Jiang Li could answer, suddenly a young man in purple came down from a very gorgeous carriage, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and a jade tree facing the wind, shouting at the bandits: "Which of you is the leader?

"It seems that someone is more anxious than Jiang. Jiang Li saw that someone stood up, so he wanted to see first, if this person could repel the robbers, he didn't have to make a move.

The leader of the robbers looked at the besieged passers-by with a frightened look on his face, and was beaming with pride, but when he saw the young man coming out to shout, he obviously did not take him seriously, and he was immediately angry.

The leader of the robbers called a fortune, pulled dozens of people, and often blocked the road in this area to rob.

On weekdays, Wan Dacai makes waves, which pedestrian is not afraid, and now the young man in purple looks like this, openly calling for battle, which makes him angry in his heart, and shouts: "Little ones, cut this guy first!"

"Yes!" more than a dozen minions shook their knives and smiled and surrounded the purple-clothed youth.

"Boy, if you want to be a hero, Lao Tzu will send you to hell first!" shouted one of the robbers.

The young man in purple took two steps back, but he lost the courage of his talents, and said, "What are you doing?

"Hahaha!" the robbers laughed when they heard this.

"Heads-up, you've heard a lot of books, haven't you?"

"You want to be a chivalrous man when you hang up a sword?"

"Why does my king want to fight you alone?"

Jiang Li shook his head, he still thought that the young man in purple had some means, but now it seems that this person's thoughts are a little immature, these bandits who block the road and rob, in the face of the weak, where will they talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes.

The more than ten minions didn't talk nonsense anymore, and they slaughtered together, and the young man in purple had to draw his sword to deal with it.

However, he has the courage to fight with Wan Dacai, and his kung fu is not bad, and after a while, he has cut down a few minions, but in the end, he is outnumbered, and he is also injured on his body, and he is accidentally kicked to the ground by a robber, and several minions hold him down.

"Boy, if you don't have the ability, don't mess around, understand?"

A minion raised a big knife and was about to behead the purple-clothed youth, only to see the blade fall quickly, and when the purple-clothed young man saw that he was about to be in a different place, Jiang Li picked up a fallen leaf and shot it with a flick of his fingers, and the leaf flew away like a dart in an instant, hitting the wrist of the minion.

"Oh yes, who is plotting against Lao Tzu!" the minion hugged his wrist and cried, and when the robbers saw this, they immediately raised their knives and looked around, obviously very afraid of this method.

Passers-by on the official road had hope in their hearts, thinking that some martial arts master would help, and the young man in purple was in a cold sweat on his forehead, and he really walked before the ghost gate was closed.

"Picking leaves hurts people, master of the inner family!" Wan Dacai's eyes froze, his face became serious, he looked around, and said, "May I ask which friend it is?"

Jiang Li didn't answer, and walked towards Wan Dacai, and the robbers looked at it together, but they didn't dare to move.

Wan Dacai was very surprised when he saw Jiang Li so young, and secretly wondered how could this young man have the internal strength to pick leaves and hurt people?

But he didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Li, seeing that Jiang Li didn't answer, he said: "This friend, this king has a lot of money, and he also asks his friend to give face, is it good that you and I don't have river water today?"

Jiang Li still didn't speak, and walked away.

Seeing this, Wan Dacai frowned, it seems that he is going to do a show today. He is not good at stubble, he has dozens of men and horses, if he is soft today, how can he mix on the road in the future?

"Little ones, go up!" Wan Dacai beckoned to his subordinates and killed Jiang Li.

The robbers relied on the strength of the people and rushed up, Jiang Li avoided one person, grabbed a knife casually, and took it in his hand.

He had never used a mortal weapon, but it was just an old tree trunk, and it was also a divine weapon in his hand.

Jiang Li didn't use his mana, relying on his moves alone, he slashed more than ten people in a row, and in the blink of an eye, he was killed in front of Wan Dacai.

Wan Dacai was terrified, looking at Jiang Li's killing without any effort, knowing that he had met a master today, where could he take care of any face, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Hero spare his life!"

Jiang Li sneered on his face, and couldn't help but say, as soon as the big knife was raised, he cut off Wan Dacai.

The rest of the robbers saw Wan Dacai's head rolling down, and they were terrified, where did they dare to make a move on Jiang Li, they lost their weapons one after another, and scattered as birds and beasts.

If Jiang Li didn't use his mana, it would be difficult to kill dozens of robbers at once, so he let the robbers escape.

Passers-by on the official road looked at Jiang Li so bravely, and they were speechless in shock for a while.

The middle-aged coachman said in his heart, no wonder Jiang Li dared to walk alone, this ability is very powerful.

Passers-by were relieved to see the robbers fleeing, and they all stepped forward to thank him, and the purple-clothed young man looked a little unsightly, and was supported by his two subordinates and returned to the carriage.

There was also a piece of wood on the road that was blocked by robbers, and the weight was not small, Jiang Li thought that even if he was a martial arts master, it would be too amazing to move this thing alone, so he beckoned a few strong men to move the wood away.

The middle-aged coachman walked to Jiang Li's side, facing such a young master, he was a little restrained, and hugged his fists and said: "The villain Fan Dongmu really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai." ā€

"Brother Fan, don't do this. Jiang Li smiled, unimpressed.

"Although Jiang Shaoxia is good at kung fu, it is inappropriate to walk like this, I also said before, why don't you come to my car and take Shaoxia for a ride?" Fan Dongmu said.

At this time, an old man about sixty years old, with a smile on his face, a plump body, and the appearance of a businessman, stepped forward and said, "Wait, your carriage is so shabby, how can you let the young man take your car?"

The old man pointed to a luxurious carriage and smiled at Jiang Li: "Young man, the old carriage is more spacious, it is better to let the old man give the young man a ride." ā€

When Fan Dongmu heard this, his face was embarrassed, his carriage was very dilapidated compared to the old businessman.

Jiang was stunned, except for Fan Dongmu, no one invited him to get into the car before, and now that he repelled the robbers, this person wanted to come to show his goodwill.

"Thank you for your kindness, Jiang Mou looks at Brother Fan's carriage well. With that, Jiang Li walked towards Fan Dongmu's carriage.

Fan Dongmu was a little surprised, listened to Jiang Li's words, his face was happy, and he walked with Jiang Li, and when he arrived in front of the car, he hesitated a little, and said cautiously in a low voice: "Shaoxia, in fact, there is another person in my car, I hope Shaoxia doesn't mind." ā€

"It doesn't matter. Jiang Li saw that this carriage could seat a few people, and he didn't care.

Fan Dongmu saw that Jiang Li's bearing was extraordinary and his martial arts were high, but he didn't have the temper of a son, so he hurriedly opened the curtain and asked Jiang Li to the car.

Jiang Li entered the car, and his face changed.

There is a woman lying in this car, it is Han Lingshu, I don't want to say goodbye, and now I meet here again, it is really fate.