Wei Yi was taken hostage
What?
Robbery?
Jing Rong was sure he didn't hear wrong.
It wasn't even dark yet, yet someone came to rob them? Could it be that they didn't even know who was in the carriage?
Jing Rong was pressed under Mo Ruo and Wei Yi. The strong smell of alcohol assaulted his nose. He frowned and his face turned green. He reached out and pushed the two drunkards away.
Thereupon –
Wei Yi and Mo Ruo were pushed to the side and bumped into each other.
Their foreheads bumped into each other.
The pain was unbearable.
While Jing Rong was tidying up his clothes in disgust, a whisper came from outside. "Your Highness, it's a group of bandits!"
No, it was a group of bold bandits.
Jing Rong wasn't in a hurry to lift the curtain and look outside. He pricked up his ears and heard Lang Po coming forward with several guards. Lang Po warned the bandits, "If you're tactful, get out of the way. Don't let your heads fall to the ground."
When the bandits heard this, they found it hilarious and roared with laughter. They brandished their broadswords and replied, "You're the tactful ones. Hurry up and hand over all your valuables. Maybe this uncle will spare your dog lives. If you don't agree, this uncle will slaughter you all and throw you into the mountains to feed the dogs. "
After saying that, they burst into laughter again.
Lang Po wasn't a patient person. If he could solve a problem with his fists, he wouldn't waste his breath.
Therefore, he dismounted without another word. He brandished his sword and his eyebrows shot out a murderous aura. The seven or eight guards behind him also dismounted.
The two sides stood in a standoff.
There were at least thirty to forty bandits.
There were more than ten of them on the main road, on the mountain, and in the bushes on both sides. They surrounded Jing Rong's group.
Jing Rong only brought seven or eight guards with him.
From the looks of it, there was no comparison.
In the carriage behind them.
When Ji Wanxin heard the noise, she stretched her body out. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was terrified. She immediately shrank back and snuggled into Ji Yunshu's bosom.
Ji Wanxin was worried. "Yunshu, will we be alright?"
Ji Yunshu also looked outside. She held Ji Wanxin's hand and comforted her. "Don't worry. Nothing will happen."
"But there are so many people outside, I'm worried …"
"The people that His Highness brought with him are not to be trifled with. You and I should sit in the carriage."
Ji Wanxin was silent.
She should be worried about Jing Rong instead.
Up ahead!
Jing Rong had already tidied up his clothes, but Wei Yi and Mo Ruo were still drunk and were still arguing about the previous topic.
Outside!
"Shanhuai County isn't far from here, you bandits sure aren't afraid of death, huh?" Lang Po swept his gaze across the bandits, speaking to the leader of the group.
The bandits roared with laughter at the mention of Shanhuai County.
"Shanhuai County? Even the County Magistrate has to show some respect to our First Master, so much so that he wails and cries for our First Master to be his father. The County Magistrate doesn't dare to manage this territory, nor does he have the ability to. "
"Is there still any law?"
"Law? Our Gaoshan Gang is the law. " The leader of the group looked like he deserved a beating. He glared at Lang Po, and then pointed at the carriages. He continued, "Hurry up and tell the people in the carriages to come out. Hand over all your valuables, and we'll let you pass."
It was as if he was the one who planted the trees, and the road was paved by him!
Lang Po ignored him and walked to Jing Rong's carriage. He knocked lightly on the window, tilted his head, and whispered, "Your Highness, what should we do?"
"Your Highness, what should we do?"
Jing Rong replied, "Arrest them if you can and send them to Shanhuai County's prison. Let those who escaped go."
"What if they fight to the death?"
After a long while …
Jing Rong parted the curtains of the window and narrowed his eyes to look ahead.
He said coldly, "Kill!"
Lang Po nodded. "Understood!"
Jing Rong lowered the curtains.
Very quickly.
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from outside.
There were also shouts and cries of pain …
Inside the carriage, it was joyous and harmonious. Jing Rong sat upright, while Mo Ruo and Wei Yi sat on either side of him, still quarreling.
Not a single word was uttered!
They completely ignored the fight outside.
Wei Yi's face was red from arguing. He leaned weakly against the board behind him, waving his hands. "I don't want to play with you anymore, it's not fun at all."
Mo Ruo's lips curled into a sly smile. "You can't win against me."
So devilishly charming!
Winning a verbal battle was like winning the entire world.
Then, he closed his eyes and covered his ears, falling asleep.
Wei Yi, on the other hand, angrily pulled the curtains open and dismounted. His movements were too fast, and Jing Rong could not stop him in time.
The moment Wei Yi got off the carriage, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
On the ground, blood-stained corpses were strewn all over the place.
Both sides fought fiercely, like a small battlefield.
Wei Yi's legs softened, and his eyes widened in shock. Before he could process what was happening, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck, and a shining knife was pressed against his neck.
"Stop!" the bandit yelled.
Seeing this, Lang Po ordered his men to withdraw their swords.
Wei Yi was forced to retreat step by step. The bandit's eyes were bloodshot. He had brought thirty men, but now there were less than ten of them left.
Almost all of them had been killed by Lang Po's men.
Naturally, he was unwilling!
Wei Yi tightened his neck, and his eyes widened. He did not even dare to breathe. His lips trembled violently as he stammered, "Brother, I was wrong. Please don't kill me. I know I was wrong. Really, I'm not angry anymore. I'm not angry at Brother Jing and Brother Mo Ruo anymore. Please don't kill me, I'm afraid of pain."
"Shut up!" The bandit roared.
"Mother said that a knife can't be used on the neck. That way, the head will fall to the ground. Once, I saw a man who broke the law and was killed in front of many people. He was beheaded. Brother, please don't kill me. Father said that only people who commit crimes should be beheaded. I didn't do anything wrong. Why do you want to kill me?"
His voice was choked with sobs.
The bandit had lost his comrade. In addition, Lang Po and his men were so powerful. His heart was already filled with fear. Now that his hostage was still talking incessantly, his mind was about to explode. His fear grew stronger and stronger.
Lang Po was afraid that the bandit would hurt Wei Yi, so he could only bide his time.
"Quickly release him, and I will let you go."
The bandit said, "My brothers were all killed by you, and you want us to go back like this? Hand over the money, or I will kill him. "
As he spoke, the bandit moved the knife in his hand and made a small cut on Wei Yi's neck.
"Stop!"
It was Ji Yunshu's voice!
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