"Innkeeper …"
A tavern that served traveling merchants as a resting place on a spacious and remote government-made road welcomed a group of rich guests. Thirteen martial artists dressed in tight clothes got down from their horses and handed them over to a nimble waiter. Once the waiter ordered him to feed them high-grade fodder, the group of people walked into a simple and crude shed one after another and sat down.
"Hurry up! One and a half pounds of steamed buns, one pound of beef, and two bottles of Shaoxing Flower! "
"Alright!"
Having guests meant that they would get a lot of money. The innkeeper was so happy that he personally carried a pot of tea and poured a cup for each person. Then, he repeated the words of the guests and ordered the waiter to hurry up and take care of the food.
The food was soon brought to the table!
The group of people did not hold back. They opened their stomachs and finished the white, hot steamed buns and fragrant beef. When they were done, they did not forget to burp.
"The food in the game is really comfortable to eat."
Once they finished eating, the group of people were not in a hurry to get up and leave. They chatted with each other while sitting in a circle. "It's a pity that we can't fill our stomachs outside, or else, I'd rather stay here all day and not go anywhere else."
"That's true … With this level of spending, we can eat and drink for a few years if we just go out and do something. By the way …" One of the people suddenly grinned and turned his head to look at a man who sat at another table. He was a man with an extraordinary presence who occupied an entire table with a golden saber. "Boss, how about the goods we just robbed? Is it enough to give us tens of thousands of taels of silver crumbs? "
The man with dark skin and who looked like an iron tower had his eyebrows twitch when he heard this. He stopped tearing at his beef and cast the person who spoke a cold glance. "Tens of thousands of taels of silver crumbs?"
"Just the goods from Mighty Escort Agency? Are they even worth tens of thousands of taels of silver crumbs? Hmph! It'll be good if each of us can get ten thousand taels of silver crumbs … "As he spoke, he threw a money pouch on the table with a clatter.
"Five thousand taels of silver crumbs per person. Nothing more."
Once he finished speaking coldly, the group of people opened the money pouch in a flurry and divided it up like a pack of wolves.
Even though they held the gold and silver ingots in their hands, they still felt like they had not had enough.
"Boss, we've been guarding the goods for two days and one night, and we only earned this little?"
"If we calculate it, it's only around three hundred taels of silver crumbs. It's a little."
"Cut the crap."
The dark-skinned man was already in a bad mood, and he became even more impatient when he heard that. He snorted heavily and said, "I didn't force you guys to work together in the beginning. If there were fewer people, I might be able to get a bigger share. If you think it's too little in the future, you can scram."
"…"
"Hehe, Boss, I'm just joking, just joking."
Someone came out to smooth things over. The others also smiled apologetically and stopped making a sound. Some even took the initiative to order more beef and Hua Diao, saying that it was a celebration.
Only then did the tanned man's expression soften a little.
After three rounds of drinking, the group of people gathered around the tanned man again. "Boss, who's our next target?"
"I haven't decided yet."
The dark-skinned man paused for a moment. He waved his hand in annoyance and burped.
"Do you think we have bodyguards running around every day? This isn't something that can be obtained just because you say so. I'll naturally inform you when I have it … "
The others instantly felt gloomy.
The tanned man, who was also their current boss, was actually the brother of an inner sect disciple in Mighty Distance Bodyguard Agency. The two of them were rather smart. Every time there was business, the inner sect disciple would send a messenger pigeon to the brother in charge of the 'escort business' and tell him the route and the situation of the escort team.
However …
There were risks in this.
If anyone robbed a bodyguard, they would be wanted by the government for an entire week, and they would not be able to enter the city. Also, all the people in the world of martial artists could attack them. Once the robbers died, they would drop one hundred percent of the money they had on them.
So …
These people would purposely choose remote government-made roads that no one usually used to train or do some business that did not cost them anything to make a living.
Even though it was rather troublesome, there were still some people who were willing to throw themselves into it. They thought that it was very exciting and that it gave them the air of a wanderer.
When they learned from the tanned man that there was no business for the time being, the group of people started to plan where they should go to train or where they should set up a spot to do business with players that did not cost them anything.
While the group of people chatted in the tavern, suddenly …
The tanned man's ears twitched, and he swiftly stood up from his seat. He raised his hand and interrupted the group of people's noisy discussion.
"Silence."
"…"
The shopkeeper and waiter did not have any work to do. They dozed off in their seats, and the noisy tavern instantly fell silent.
Thud, thud, thud, thud …
The faint sounds of horse hooves drew closer, and soon, they became clearer.
"Get your weapons."
When the group of people in the tavern heard the sounds, they said nothing and simultaneously drew their weapons from their waists or their backs! For a period of time, clang! The sounds of weapons clashing rose nonstop.
"Put them away."
The tanned man reacted the fastest. He frowned and gave his orders.
"There aren't many people who came. Sit down, don't alert them! We won't be able to find any shops within a hundred miles on this route. They will definitely need to rest for a while. We'll wait here. "
"But what if they run away? Don't forget, we're wanted by the government right now."
Some people did not want their prey to fly away.
"Don't be afraid. As long as we don't look at the map, they won't know. There aren't many people who have this habit right now." There was a smile in the tanned man's eyes, and he gave a wise reminder. The others instantly felt relieved. They put away their weapons and returned to their seats.
"Let's drink."
"Bottoms up!"
Once the tavern regained its peace, the sounds of horse hooves could be heard from the government-made road not too far away. Two handsome horses, one green and one red, galloped toward the tavern side by side, looking travel-worn.
"Two people!"
The group of people in the tavern looked at each other, and their expressions showed that they had expected this. Their lips curled up slightly.
"Their steeds are pretty good. If we sell them, they should be worth tens of thousands of taels of silver crumbs." The tanned man did not even raise his head. From the sound of their steeds, they could tell that they were not normal horses.
But when they looked up …
The group sucked in sharp breaths.
Because …
There were two people on each of the two horses that galloped toward them!
No!
There were two people! The other two "things" riding behind them released thick black smoke. Their faces were rotten, and they looked savage and terrifying. They could definitely not be called "people".
When they saw them, they felt chills run down their spines!
While the crowd was still in shock, the two riders had already arrived in front of the tavern. Just as they had expected, the two riders stopped their horses and one of the young men jumped down and walked into the tavern, shouting loudly, "You're here!
"Tavern owner!"
"Give me some food! Beef, steamed buns, and other things! Give me all the good stuff! Darn it all, I'm starving …"
As he spoke, the two hideous and terrifying things with rotten faces jumped up from the backs of the two horses. Their movements were stiff, and they looked like zombies. They landed on the ground and followed behind the young man.
Fortunately, the tavern owner had been outside for many years, and he was not surprised by this sight. Otherwise, if he saw two terrifying zombies following a customer into the tavern, he might have fainted from fear.
"Alright, please come in and sit. Please wait for a moment."
"Hehe."
Little North did not pay any attention to the players in the tavern. He twisted his neck and stretched his numb body. When he walked into the tavern, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and ran outside with a jolt.
"Boss, let's rest for a while. After all, it's at most half a day's journey from here to Wuhu. Let's rest and fill our stomachs."
'Boss?'
The group of bandit players in the tavern had been stunned by the two zombies. They were trying to guess the young man's origins and strength when they suddenly heard the way he addressed them, and it was only then that they remembered that there was a seemingly normal blue-robed young man sitting quietly on a horse outside.
At the moment he came into contact with the blue-clad young man's clear gaze that was cast on him from above, for some unknown reason, the dark-skinned man actually felt a sense of inferiority from the bottom of his heart, as if he had been completely seen through and had nowhere to hide.
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