As someone who had been traveling for many years, he needed to avoid risks reasonably and also ensure the safety of the goods. He needed to have exceptional judgment.
When encountering bandits, whether they could fight them, how to fight them, what losses they would incur, and whether it was worth it, these were all things that he needed to decide immediately.
After roughly estimating the number of bandits, the man surnamed Wang concluded that this group of bandits was not something they could afford to provoke.
There were at least fifty of them, and it would be too much for the dozen or so people on his side to fight them …
As for the Li Brothers and his wives, they could not be counted on.
He first signaled to the brothers beside him with his eyes, telling them not to act rashly. Then, he looked at Li Yi and said, "Li Brothers, money is just a worldly possession. Losing money avoids disaster. Life is more important."
Fang looked at the bandits outside, his eyes shining. He rubbed his hands together, as if he could not wait any longer.
The man surnamed Wang hurriedly pressed down on his shoulder and said, "Don't be rash!"
Although he knew that this brother surnamed Fang had some strength, he could not fight against ten people alone. He was not a match for these bandits!
The location of this teahouse was the intersection of three official roads. Usually, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. Many people would choose to have a cup of tea here and rest their feet, so there were quite a few customers in the teahouse.
They did not expect to encounter bandits while drinking tea by the side of the road. Everyone's expression changed greatly, and when they saw the ferocious looks of the group, they could only listen to his orders. The men stood on the right, and the women on the left. They took out silver and valuables and placed them on the table in the middle.
In a moment, the teahouse was immediately divided into three groups.
One group was naturally the bandits blocking the door, the other group was the obedient customers, and the last group was Li Yi and the others who were sitting peacefully in the teahouse drinking tea.
After the man with the surname Wang and the others stood up, they realized that Li Yi and the others were still sitting there. Not only that, but the women inside were still whispering to each other. They did not even look in their direction, as if they did not care about these mountain bandits at all …
"Brother Fang, Li Brothers …" The man surnamed Wang said anxiously and tried to pull Fang up.
The bandit leader naturally noticed the two tables as well. He looked into the teahouse and immediately stood up, his eyes widening.
He didn't expect to meet so many rare beauties in this teahouse. He quickly walked forward, but suddenly heard a "Pa Da" sound beside his ear.
The man surnamed Wang's expression changed. When he pulled Brother Fang up, he didn't pull him up. Instead, he accidentally swept the teacup off the table.
"Smashing a cup as a signal?"
The bandit leader stopped in his tracks, walked over, and said angrily, "What, you still want to fight?!"
Fang sat on the stool, shook his head, and said, "I didn't want to fight …"
When he saw this guy actually walking towards the Second Miss and the Eldest Miss, he really didn't want to make a move.
"You still dare to talk back!" The bandit leader placed his broadsword on Fang's neck in a domineering manner and shouted, "Believe it or not, I will chop you into pieces!"
This voice was still very powerful, and many of the customers in the teahouse immediately turned pale.
A chill suddenly came from his neck, and Fang shivered. He looked at the bandit leader and said, "Stop it, it's cold …"
The bandit leader didn't get angry, but laughed instead. The broadsword was on his neck, and he didn't want his head to fall to the ground, but to actually feel cold. Was this guy stupid?
Fang squeezed the blade and said, "Take it away, it's really cold …"
His broadsword was grabbed by someone, and the bandit leader subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but found that no matter how much strength he used, the broadsword in the big man's hand didn't move at all.
Fang gently pulled, and the broadsword was in his hand. While the bandit leader was still in a daze, he had already placed the broadsword on his neck.
He looked at the bandit leader and asked, "Come, feel for yourself, is it cold?"
The bandit leader's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He really wanted to say, cold, too damn cold. His neck was cold, and his heart was even colder, but he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, this sharp broadsword would cut his throat …
"Say something!" Fang held the broadsword and casually swung it a few times, and said unhappily, "Is it cold or not …"
A thin line of blood immediately appeared on the bandit leader's neck.
"Cold, cold, it's really cold!" The bandit leader's voice carried a sobbing tone, and because his throat moved, there were a few more bloodstains on his neck.
The atmosphere was a little quiet, and then a little awkward.
Seeing this scene, the man surnamed Wang doubted his own eyes.
From his point of view, it was clear that this bandit had personally delivered the broadsword into brother Fang's hands. He … Was he crazy?
The people who had obediently handed over the silver and valuables were even more stunned, not understanding the situation.
At this moment, a bandit suddenly rushed in from outside, and placed the broadsword on the neck of the old man sitting the furthest away, and said loudly, "Release my boss, or else, or else I'll …"
"Or else you'll kill him?" Fang looked at the unkempt old man who had been captured, and said, "Then kill him, I'm not familiar with him anyways …"
The bandit looked at him, and said tremblingly, "You … Don't think that I won't dare!"
"Are you going to do it or not?" Fang looked at him, and as if afraid that the bandit would go back on his word, he swung the broadsword in his hand a few more times, and a few more bloodstains appeared on the bandit leader's neck.
The bandit clenched the broadsword, and said harshly, "You … Don't go too far!"
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his hand was empty.
When he looked again, the broadsword in his hand had already fallen into the old man's hand.
"I said that I only seek wealth, not lives. You bandits — don't pay attention to that."
The unkempt old man shook his head, and casually used the back of the broadsword to knock the bandit unconscious, and then he slit his neck, saying, "Also, this broadsword is really cold …"
Li Yi put down the teacup, and said, "Stop playing around, quickly finish this, we still have to hurry on our way."
The man surnamed Wang looked at him, and did not understand what he meant. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blow past him, and Brother Fang, who had been standing next to him just a moment ago, had disappeared.
He only reacted when he heard clanging sounds from within the group of bandits, and hurriedly turned his head to look.
At this moment, of the dozens of bandits, more than ten had already fallen to the ground.
Seeing Brother Fang charge into the crowd like a wild beast, rampaging through the group of bandits, and most of the people he knocked down falling to the ground, the man surnamed Wang completely gaped.
A few bandits realized how terrifying this man was, and circled around him from afar, charging towards the women in the innermost area.
The man surnamed Wang's expression changed, and just as he was about to stop them, he saw one of the women kick with the tip of her foot, and a long bench directly flew out, smashing into the bodies of those bandits, and sending them flying dozens of feet away.
Li Yi stood up, and slightly turned his body. With two knife-hand strikes, he sent two charging bandits flying, and then kicked another two. He turned his head and said to Fang, "If we delay any longer, we won't be able to reach Yong County tonight …"
"Alright!"
Fang responded, and picked up a large broadsword.
The remaining ten or so bandits were stunned, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with clangs.
His bare hands were already so terrifying, and with a broadsword — wouldn't that be asking for their lives?
"Hero, spare us!"
The ten or so bandits threw down their weapons, and knelt down with a thud.
The man surnamed Wang looked at the tragic scene on the ground, and then looked at Brother Fang, the Li Brothers, the women sitting inside, the old man sitting calmly at the table drinking tea, and the surrounding bandits wailing and begging for mercy …
He stood there in a daze, thinking, just what kind of people did they save two days ago …
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