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Chapter 228

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However, looking at the current situation, it seemed that the former was more likely …

Because, if the bandits knew, they wouldn't have set up an ambush here, and they wouldn't have lost so many people.

Hence, this young man should be an unexpected factor, just like Ye Lang and the other two. They were all unexpected factors. It was a coincidence!

"Why are we running? We've already been discovered. Let's just stay here and give them as much money as they want." Ye Lang pointed to the front and said.

At this time, the group of bandits had already split up. If they ran now, they would definitely be chased and might cause unnecessary accidents.

In any case, Ye Lang was a very cooperative young master. If the bandits wanted money, he would give it to them. He had a lot of money, and he was worried that he didn't have a place to spend it. These people coming to help him was exactly what he wanted.

As for his life, he naturally wouldn't give it to them.

However, Ye Lang's beautiful hope didn't come true. When the bandits came to the side, they glanced at the carriage and then at the coachman outside.

Then, the bandits walked away in disdain, leaving only a few people behind. Those few people also said in disdain —

"Broken carriage, there's nothing to be gained. Leave some money and scram!"

Obviously, these bandits thought that Ye Lang's carriage was an ordinary person, or even a poor person. They wouldn't have thought that someone would use this as a disguise.

Even if they wanted to disguise themselves, they would find some people to accompany them, not just a carriage like this …

After being a bandit for so many years, he had this bit of experience. The people in this carriage were either people who didn't have anything to gain and didn't need protection, or they couldn't afford to offend them and didn't need protection.

And no matter who it was, there was nothing wrong with collecting a toll. Those who didn't have anything to gain would at least have some money, and those who couldn't afford to offend would also be given a little. They wouldn't be delayed because of this.

This time, they had met someone they couldn't afford to offend, but this person was a bit of an exception. He wouldn't be like others who would just pay a small toll.

"This is mine …" At this time, the coachman gritted his teeth and took out a bit of his money to buy safety. At this time, he didn't think that this money was paid by Ye Lang.

At this time, he only hoped that this matter would end soon and the rest could be dealt with later.

However, Ye Lang was in a bad mood as he shouted towards the outside.

"What? How dare you look down on me, a prodigal of a generation? You think you can make a fortune off me with just a little bit of money? "

"?" Ye Lang's words made the people nearby a little confused. His words sounded very strange, very strange.

"Forget it. If you look so poor, you can go ahead. Don't hinder us from entertaining our big client." The few bandits were stunned for a while, then they waved their hands and said.

According to their understanding, the person inside must have said something wrong, or his brain was not normal. Yes, that was it. It was better to let a madman go as soon as possible.

If it was any other time, they might have considered teaching the people in the car a lesson, but they didn't have the time now.

Of course, the coachman was overjoyed at this turn of events. He could not wait for this to happen. He immediately whipped his horse and prepared to leave this troublesome place.

However —

"What? The past? You're just going to let us pass like this? How did you become a bandit? How can you be so unprofessional? "Ye Lang stuck his head out and loudly questioned the bandit who had just spoken.

"..." Everyone was silent. They looked at each other to make sure that they hadn't heard wrongly. Only then did they think, what did this youth mean? Could it be that he wanted us to give him money?

What did he mean by unprofessional bandits? Just look at the situation over there and you can see how professional we are. For the cause of bandits, we are not afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice. We are determined to complete this glorious job of robbing!

Look at that young expert. Under the siege of these brave bandits, he was already an arrow at the end of its flight. It seemed like he would die soon.

That was why it was undeniable that we were professionals!

"I'm sorry, everyone. My young master's brain often acts up. We'll leave immediately, immediately …" the coachman said very vigilantly as he urged his horse to leave.

"Why are you leaving? Stay and make things clear. Are you looking down on me? I'll let you see what it means to be a rich person." Ye Lang stopped the coachman and jumped out of the carriage. Little Rui also followed closely behind Ye Lang.

"..." The coachman looked around and decided to do one thing.

"Young master, you can slowly play by yourself. This old man can't afford to play anymore. I'll leave first." The coachman abandoned Ye Lang and fled. This was something they had agreed on beforehand. If they encountered a situation, he would flee, and Ye Lang didn't object.

At this time, when the bandits saw this situation, they would naturally subconsciously chase after the coachman. Although they didn't know what the coachman's purpose was, nor did they understand the current situation.

"Don't move. Let him go. Also, don't kill him." Ye Lang pointed at the injured youth in the middle. "This young master is in a good mood today. I'll buy his life. Just tell me how much you want."

“??” Everyone who heard this was stunned. They didn't understand what Ye Lang meant. What did he mean by buying his life?

"Young master, from your clothes, you don't look like an ordinary person. What you just said is a bit hard to understand. What do you mean?" Although the people on the other side didn't stop and continued to fight, there were also people who were responsible for Ye Lang's situation and negotiating with him.

"I said, don't let your people attack first. I'll buy that person's life. Name a price," Ye Lang replied.

"Buy him? What are you trying to say? "The bandits still couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Why are you so stupid? I mean, how much money do you want to let that person go?" Ye Lang shook his head as if he had never seen such a stupid person.

If people who knew Ye Lang knew about this situation, they would definitely laugh out loud. These bandits were actually called stupid by Ye Lang. This was too funny.

It was always Ye Lang who was called stupid by others …

"Impossible. He killed so many of our brothers. We'll definitely make him pay with his life." The bandits shook their heads and refused.

"Someone once said that there are many things in this world that are impossible. It's not something that money can't solve. It's just that the price isn't high enough. I'll give you a hundred thousand gold coins. Let him go," Ye Lang said carelessly.

"Hmph, you think we … wait, what did you say? A hundred thousand gold coins?? " Those bandits were originally very disdainful, but when they heard that it was a hundred thousand gold coins, they began to stare blankly. This blankness quickly spread.

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