The next day, Su Xiaolou slept soundly and yawned. When he got up, he saw that he was the only one in the inn. The other fat scholars were either staring at Boss Qian or the salt warehouse.
Su Xiaolou found that since Lu Datong's father was imprisoned, he was much more reliable and his brain became much better. He spent a whole day at the Salt Transportation Department yesterday, and when he came back, he heard Fatty and the others complaining, Before the chicken crows, Lu Datong knocks on their door one by one, dragging them to stare at Qian Guiming as if urging them to do so. If they don't get up, a basin of water is poured over them. Everyone is so angry that he beats him up. The second said: I never worked so hard when I was born!
Judging from their reports, Qian Guiming has been active recently, and he must be looking for people to collect illegal salt. With three days so tight, and now the news is so tight, he will definitely find his old partners. I believe Results will be available soon.
Su Xiaolou randomly found a breakfast shop and sat by the window eating steamed buns. The weather today was gloomy, and large swaths of clouds fell in the sky as if they were about to fall. They seemed to be supported by the branches in the distance, and the wind Flowing around like a naughty child, one moment lifting the girl's skirt, the other stealing the scholar's hat.
Su Xiaolou saw a child playing with ants on the street. Just as he was about to go over and take a look, Xiong Er suddenly ran over panting: "Boss, we found a big fish. We transported several carts of salt and now we are trading with Qian Guiming." ."
Su Xiaolou was surprised and happy. After having been in the game for so long, it was finally time to close the net today. He wanted to see what kind of monster he was, who could steal salt from the powerful gentry and big salt merchants.
"Did you alert the enemy?"
"No, Fatty and the others are all staring at it!"
"Are there many people on the other side? How about the armed forces?"
Xiong Er rubbed the back of his head: "Not many, seven or eight people came, but they all seemed to be quite poor. They were all wearing coarse linen clothes and patches. They didn't feel like they had any armed strength."
"They are all selling private salt and there are still people who are poor? Could it be that they are here for charity? They seem to be good at pretending. Just wait, I will go back to the inn and bring the gun."
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In an abandoned house near Qian Guiming's salt warehouse, Xiucai and Lu Datong climbed on the roof and stared at every move of Qian Guiming and a scholar in the warehouse yard. The more Lu Datong looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. How did the scholar feel? It looked familiar, but he couldn't confirm it because he couldn't see clearly from too far away.
The blind man and the others were guarding a haystack next to the warehouse.
The fat man scratched his butt and asked, "Why isn't the boss here yet? Should we rush in and capture them?"
"Including Qian Guiming's people, there are about ten people inside, and there are only eight of us. Should we capture them or they capture us? Stay still and wait until the boss arrives. Xiong Er has been gone for so long, the boss must be here soon. , let’s keep an eye on it!”
"But they..."
The warehouse door suddenly opened with a creak, and a group of people suddenly poured out. The fat man quickly covered his mouth and hid in the haystack. The few people said something at the door and prepared to leave.
The fat man whispered: "What should we do? They are leaving."
"What else can we do? Come on, follow us. The blind man and Lu Datong are still on the roof! Let's leave marks along the way. The boss will find us when he comes."
Fatty and the others followed a group of private salt dealers all the way to a dilapidated alley. The group suddenly stopped and turned around to look behind them with vigilance. The few people hurriedly hid. After confirming that they were not discovered, they took a second look to see where they were. Who is there! He had already disappeared. A few people realized that they had been discovered and gave chase. As they were wandering around in the alley, there was a sound of "Bang!" not far away, followed by a fierce roar. The sounds of fighting.
"Boss!"
When the fat man and others rushed over, they saw the blind man and the scholar fighting with the people on the opposite side. They were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. Four or five people from the other side pushed them to the ground. Lu Datong tightly hugged the legs of a masked scholar with a knife on his neck. Without letting go, the other three people on the other side pointed their knives at Su Xiaolou, and Su Xiaolou held a blazing gun against the scholar's forehead.
Su Xiaolou threatened: "Put down the knife? Or I'll blow your head off."
"You put down the blunderbuss first, or we will smash you and the three on the ground into a sieve."
"You let go first."
"You let go first."
"..." This voice seemed a bit familiar.
"Let's count one, two, and three together."
"Okay! One, two..." The two men stared at each other warily. At this time, the weapons in their hands were their only hope of survival.
"Three." Su Xiaolou and the other party remained motionless, holding the weapons in their hands even tighter. No one trusted the other, and they were just in a stalemate.
"Boss!" A burst of footsteps came. Su Xiaolou knew that it was Fatty and the others who came, but they arrived too late. If he hadn't brought a blunderbuss, these people would have come to mourn at this moment. The face scholar didn't expect this group of people to catch up so quickly. He secretly felt that something was wrong and thought about how to deal with it.
When Fatty and his group saw their own people being beaten with bruises and swollen faces, they drew their swords and rushed over.
The gray sky seemed to have an incandescent lamp installed on it. The world flickered silently for a moment and then quickly returned to darkness.
"Don't move! Otherwise they will all die! Don't come here! Don't come here!" The masked scholar roared desperately and helplessly, his eyes were red, veins popped out in the hand holding the dagger, and the trembling blade left Lu Datong's hand. The neck was closer, and goosebumps appeared on Lu Datong's neck. He swallowed nervously, and his neck touched Feng Li's knife edge, and bright red blood flowed down his neck.
Blood was also seen on the dagger. The scholar was so frightened that he threw away the knife in his hand. His hands couldn't help trembling. He fell into a kind of madness: "I didn't mean it. I didn't want to kill you. I I didn’t want to kill you, but you forced me to do so.”
Then the thunder sounded like an explosion, "Rumble, Rumble, Rumble". Everyone shuddered, and the other masked men also had frightened faces. They all had a lot of strength, but they couldn't even They couldn't hold the knife steadily, and there was no fierceness in their eyes like gangsters. It was obvious that this was their first time doing such a thing.
Fatty and the others were so frightened that they stopped and did not dare to act rashly. After all, the other party had knives in their hands. What if Su Xiaolou and the others had something wrong with them?
Su Xiaolou glanced at the big knives pointed at him and asked, "Do you know what will happen if you assassinate Jin Yiwei? If you dare to kill one person today, all of you will die badly."
