As soon as these were mentioned, Monk Baoxiang became particularly motivated and his expression became more and more excited.
Although he is cruel, his eyes are indeed vicious!
Just by listening to the bandit's retelling, he could keenly and accurately guess the characteristics of Yan Ming's technique and his approximate strength level. It's really amazing!
Because of this, Baoxiang was full of confidence and believed that this policeman was no match for him.
But how could he have imagined that his judgment on Yan Ming was completely based on a desperate situation.
In just one day, Yan Ming had broken through a great realm, and his combat power had soared, making him completely different from the previous level.
On the other hand, the leader of Dazhai, Zhao Guiyuan, pondered for a moment when faced with Baoxiang's request, and then shook his head.
"Zhao understands Grand Master's good intentions, but now is not the time to disturb Qixia Town."
Seeing the puzzled looks of many bandits below, Zhao Guiyuan couldn't help but raise his voice.
"I know that in recent times, brothers have been wondering why I have been refusing to go plundering around Qixia Town. The people present now are all our own brothers. Let me tell you that a batch of important goods will be shipped in the next few days. Come, pass by Qixia Town, that is our goal!"
"When the time comes, we will intercept the goods, kill people, and loot the Seven Heroes Town in one go!"
"really!"
Many bandit leaders' eyes lit up after hearing this!
When it comes to killing people and selling goods, each of them is more energetic than the other!
Moreover, it must be unusual for the village owner to attach so much importance to this batch of goods and endure it for so long!
Going to get rich!
This was the unanimous thought of the bandits present.
After Zhao Guiyuan finished speaking, he faced Monk Baoxiang and said politely.
"The idea of escorting this batch of goods is tricky, so I will ask Grand Master for help when the time comes. In addition, to ensure nothing goes wrong, I have hired a helper through Qingyi Building to assist."
"Who was contacted?"
Just as Baoxiang asked, Zhao Guiyuan threw out a piece of paper, wrapped it with internal force, and sent it to Monk Baoxiang.
Monk Baoxiang took the note in his hand, unfolded it and grinned.
The note had the logo of Tsing Yi House and a name written on it.
"Pinggu is a little red"
Baoxiang touched his shiny bald head and immediately agreed.
"Sure! But the great monk helped you. Don't forget about me, the boss. Help me find Ding Dian who fled nearby, and torture him to find out the whereabouts of Liancheng Jue!"
"No problem, it's a deal!"
Zhao Guiyuan also did not refuse and agreed immediately.
After talking about these business matters, Zhao Guiyuan waved his hand to let the noisy bandit leaders disperse, and repeatedly explained that what they talked about could not be leaked, and whoever disobeyed would be skinned and cramped!
Soon, only a few close guards were left in the hall.
The crippled bandit was also taken away for treatment of his injuries, but due to his condition, he would be considered a useless person in the Black Wind Stronghold.
Then Zhao Guiyuan ordered his men to bring up the group of guys from the Webster Caravan, intending to use them as replacements.
He and Niu Wanshan are brothers and sisters, and it is impossible to abandon them.
This group of guys had been detained in the cottage for several days, and they all looked haggard. When they were taken to the open space outside the hall, their faces were full of terror, and they didn't know how they were going to be dealt with.
Zhao Guiyuan was sitting on a high place and was about to say something to them when suddenly a bandit's subordinate walked up next to him, whispered in his ear, and then handed him a letter.
"Um?"
After Zhao Guiyuan read it, he was slightly surprised. His eyes fell on these guys and he sneered.
"Originally, the leader of this village wanted to let you go, but there is no other way. Your boss just sent a letter, saying that he was afraid that you might see some clues and cause unnecessary trouble when you go back, so he specifically asked you to be killed."
"ah?"
The caravan guys were stunned and couldn't understand the meaning of Zhao Guiyuan's words.
Boss?
Isn't their boss Wei Jinwei?
How could Wei Yuanwai have contact with the bandits and tell them to kill them?
But they didn't understand, but they could hear murderous intent.
"No, Your Majesty, please don't kill us!"
"We can do whatever we want, please forgive us..."
As soon as someone opened his mouth to beg for mercy, he was chopped down by the bandits who surrounded him.
When he saw that he was going to kill someone, the great monk Baoxiang's eyes lit up.
"Haha, I just happened to be hungry today, so leave one for me."
As he spoke, Baoxiang kicked away the woman he was stepping on and flew towards her.
He spotted a young boy, only sixteen or seventeen years old, slightly fair, and knocked him down easily.
The guy only saw Monk Baoxiang coming towards him with his gleaming teeth, and then he let out a shrill scream.
The bandits nearby felt a little uncomfortable and turned away, killing all the other caravan members.
Zhao Guiyuan watched everything without stopping, and casually straightened his messy beard.
after a while……
Zhao Guiyuan left Juyi Hall and stepped into a house alone.
As soon as he came in, Zhao Guiyuan's whole temperament changed.
He completely lost the domineering and majestic appearance in front of the numerous bandits in the Juyi Hall. Instead, he lowered his head slightly and held his chest, with caution and respect on his face.
"The black lotus comes to the world, and the bliss is boundless. Zhao Guiyuan pays homage to the holy envoy!"
Before he finished speaking, a man in black robe suddenly appeared, his whole body covered so tightly that his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Zhao Guiyuan respected him very much and immediately told him what had just happened.
After hearing this, the man in black robe shook his head and nodded again.
"I really didn't expect that such a bad guy would appear out of nowhere in the town of Seven Heroes."
Zhao Guiyuan cautiously agreed.
"Yes, but Holy Envoy, I still don't understand. Since this operation is in urgent need of silver to purchase supplies, we can just ask Wei Jin to quietly deliver the money. Why do we have to pretend to kidnap and extort and sing a double act? "
The man in black robe was not angry and explained patiently.
"Wei Jin has been a secret agent of our teaching for many years, but he has been in frequent secret contact with our teaching recently, and has been targeted by Jin Yiwei. Every money from his business has been secretly investigated, and he cannot do what he did before. "
Zhao Guiyuan suddenly realized, and the man in black robe continued.
"It is right to kill all those guys. There is no guarantee that any of them will see anything, or they will be secretly investigated after returning. It is better to die without any evidence."
Speaking of this, the man in black robe patted Zhao Guiyuan on the shoulder with appreciation.
However, Zhao Guiyuan was tall, so it was a bit difficult for the man in black robe to raise his hand. Zhao Guiyuan hurriedly leaned over to cooperate and put his shoulder towards him.
"Don't worry, the things will arrive within three days. If you lead someone to intercept this batch of goods, it will be a great achievement for our sect. By then, you will be the new priest of our Black Lotus Sect, and the sect will naturally help you." Break through the Qi and Blood Realm and step into the Grandmaster Realm.”
"Don't worry about your brother Niu Wanshan. Let him suffer for a few more days. Then we can take care of the bad little detective and rescue him together."
Zhao Guiyuan felt very excited after hearing this!
He had no doubts about these words, because he had seen with his own eyes how the holy envoy helped Niu Wanshan quickly break through a small realm with just a few moves, and also taught them the Lingzui secret power that had been lost for many years!
Zhao Guiyuan immediately saluted.
"Thank you Holy Envoy for cultivating me!"
"Okay, let's go..."
After the man in black robe finished speaking, silence returned to the hut.
Three days later——
It was another morning, and Yan Ming, fully dressed and holding a knife, was walking on the street.
Although his strength is no longer what it used to be, Yan Ming still does not forget his job and patrols the streets conscientiously.
"Good morning, Captain Yan!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Yan!"
"Captain Yan, these are freshly baked buns. Bring a few of them...no charge! These are for you!"
Yan Ming nodded and greeted the residents while walking forward.
In the past few days, the capture of the bandit has finally subsided. The residents of the town are not so excited to see him, but they have obviously turned into respect from the bottom of their hearts.
As soon as Yan Ming appears, there will be greetings one after another.
The town of Qixia was also lively. It was no longer as calm as the previous days, and people were coming and going on the streets.
Yan Ming's six senses are sharp, and wherever he passes along the street, many details around him appear in his mind——
Two full buckets of water were placed at the door of Grandma Li's house, and the small yard was swept clean.
This was the water that the sixth aunt and her family next door brought for her, knowing that her children had traveled far away and their legs were inconvenient.
Several naughty children chased and played along the street, but when they passed the door of Uncle He Jiu who was at night, they all slowed down their steps and made "hush" gestures to each other.
This is because they knew that it would be more difficult for Uncle He Jiu to fight all night in the town and he had to catch up on sleep during the day, so they consciously kept quiet.
As soon as Widow Wang, who sells tofu, opened the door, the rich butcher Hu stood at the door with his waist pinched, cursing in a low voice: "I don't think any of you who are short-sighted dare to whistle again today! It's shameless to bully a woman!"
The neighbors burst into laughter, causing Widow Wang's face to burn a little, and she hurriedly lowered her head to cut the tofu.
…
What a harmonious town of Seven Heroes!
Yan Ming sighed from the bottom of his heart while patrolling the streets.
