Yang Gan kept swinging the iron sword in front of him. Every time he said a word, the leader's face turned pale.
When Su Tiedao raised his sword again, the leading man said seriously as if he had come back to his senses, "My name is Yi Bing. I am 28 years old. I am a man. I am employed by the legitimate son of King Shang Guo. I am here to kidnap the Mu family."
Yang Gan nodded and chopped off his head with one knife. During his caution, he also separated the remaining people for interrogation. Sure enough, he found something fishy.
The person hired was right and the purpose was right, but there was actually a group of fifty dead soldiers at the foot of the mountain.
Picking up the fishing rod, looking at the lone fishhook, he used both hands to break it suddenly.
"I really don't have any talent for fishing."
After tidying up the things, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "Well, not bad, the tea is still warm."
Mu Qing staggered over and cupped his hands, "Thank you, sir, for saving me again today."
Yang Gan stopped and said, "Mu, please be polite. I never like to meddle in other people's business, but sometimes, I can't help it, and people bump into me. It's really not my fault. Let's leave quickly. After all, there are still their people at the foot of the mountain." "
Mu Qing nodded and said, "Okay."
After taking just two steps, Mu Qing let out a cry of pain and collapsed on the ground.
Yang Gan looked back and wondered, "What's going on? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave after a while."
Mu Qing looked at Yang Qian with pain on his face, "My, my feet hurt."
Yang Qian had no choice but to put down his luggage, immediately came to Mu Qing to check, and gently squeezed her feet.
"It hurts~~!"
Upon discovering the injured area, Yang Qian immediately took off her shoes, and saw a flawless white foot appearing in front of Yang Qian.
"So beautiful!" Yang Qian couldn't help but say.
Mu Qing's face turned red, but she was relatively calm. After Yang Qian checked, he found that her ankles were bulging, which was obviously a sign of serious sprains.
Yang Qian frowned and said, "You are seriously injured."
Mu Qing sighed and said, "They chased me all the way. If I hadn't been familiar with this place, I would have been caught by them."
Yang Gan looked at his clothes, cut off a large piece of fabric from the hem with a knife, wet it in the lake water, and then applied it to Mu Qing's ankle.
"Hiss~~~!"
"how?"
"It's a bit cold~!"
Yang Gan nodded and said with a smile, "Cold is enough. Do not touch hot water during this period. Use cold water for ice compress, which can effectively reduce swelling. After twelve hours, you can use hot water for compress. Repeat this process. If it is too much, If it’s serious, you should see a doctor.”
Mu Qing nodded, his eyes flashing with light. He didn't expect that this man actually had some medical skills.
Yang Gan had no obligation to help them bury their bodies, but instead confiscated a bow and arrows and a large number of feather arrows from them.
The guy who leads the team and shows off can only be left here.
"Everyone Mu, get ready to leave. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave." Although Yang Qian didn't feel anyone, he felt a bad feeling from the pheasants flying up in the distance.
If there was no misjudgment, it must have been the birds that were startled when these dead soldiers went up the mountain.
Mu Qing stretched out his hand, intending to lean on Yang Qian and walk on his own, but Yang Qian came from modern society and immediately took it for granted. Amid her exclamations, he still carried her on his back.
There is a bow and arrow hanging on the chest, a feather arrow on the left, a Su iron sword on the right, and Mu Da on the back.
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Home, to Yang Qian, this weight is not as heavy as his own armor.
“Everyone Mu, we’ve got it.”
"Hmm~~~!" He said, regardless of etiquette, hugging Yang Qian tightly.
Yang Qian hugged her round and plump thighs that were hidden in the clothes tightly, and ran towards the mountain.
Before Mu could be shy, she seemed to be riding on a war horse, moving very fast, and countless tree shadows flashed behind her like reflections in her eyes.
Fifty people stood next to the pile of corpses by the lake. The man leading them wore a mask and checked the injuries of the corpses.
"Although they are just a bunch of miscellaneous fish, after all, there are about ten people who were killed by one person here. I guess they have good martial arts skills. Everyone, be on guard and must bring the Mu family back to Young Master."
"promise!"
After saying that, the fifty people instantly formed teams of three and three and spread out, searching for traces of the two of them.
The rugged mountain road seemed like walking on flat ground under Yang Qian's feet. He tightened his long legs and looked at the surrounding terrain.
Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone Mu, you can take a rest here. I'm going to make good preparations."
"Here, aren't we going to run away?"
Yang Gan said with a pity on his face, "I didn't bring any armor when I went fishing today. If I had a piece of armor, I wouldn't be so passive."
Is Yang Qianqiang? Very strong, so strong that it can run wild among thousands of armies. What is the guarantee of being so powerful? Of course it is a top-notch armor, otherwise it will be killed before it can act wantonly.
Now there are fifty people with bows and arrows obviously down there. Who knows if they will be killed by snipers. If there is some poison on the arrows, it will really be a nightmare.
Everyone Mu's eyes twitched. This person's identity is really not simple. He has extraordinary bearing, interesting words, and amazing martial arts skills. Because he doesn't know martial arts, he can't form an effective comparison with people he knows well.
Everyone Mu was sitting cross-legged, but Yang Qian pulled him over, "Can you please stop moving? The kneeling posture is not good for the blood circulation in the thighs, and after a long time, you will get bow legs."
"Bow-legged?" Mu asked in confusion.
Yang Gan organized some words and said, "We Central Plains people have been kneeling since ancient times. In fact, kneeling is not good for the body. After a long time, you stand up, put your legs together and look down. If your legs are straight, then It’s okay, if it’s bent outward, it’s bow-legged, which is bad for your health.”
Everyone Mu said seriously, "This is etiquette. If you don't follow etiquette on important occasions, it will not only bring shame to me, but also to the face of our country."
"No rules, etiquette, or behavior should override human health. If you harm your body because of etiquette, it is not etiquette, but a bad habit."
Yang Qian's words immediately confused everyone in Mu. She had traveled all over the world and no one had ever made similar remarks.
After Yang Gan took the bow and arrow in his hand, he gestured, "You just hide here. If someone really finds you, just shout loudly and I will come over immediately. Do you understand?"
Everyone in Mu immediately grabbed Yang Qian's arm and said anxiously, "How about we avoid the edge for a while? You can't beat the fifty people on the other side."
"Pfft~~~!"
The urgent expression on the smiling faces of Yang Qian and Mu was amused, "Don't worry, it's only fifty people. There are not five thousand people on the mountain who can't kill me at all."
"Arrogant~!"
Mu Qing was slightly unhappy, but this was not the time to lose his temper. He could only try his best to dissuade Yang Qian, "We just need the two of us to find a place to hide.
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Although the mountain is not big, it is not small either. It is not so easy to find us. "
Yang Gan curled his lips, "Passive defense is not my personality. I like to attack. Wait for my good news."
After saying that, he ran down the mountain. Mu Qing stared at Yang Qian's retreating figure with a dull look on his face.
With your appearance, identity, and knowledge, which country would you go to where you would not be treated like a master? The man in front of me actually had no interest in him at all.
After running wildly for a few minutes, Yang Qian hid in some bushes and kept observing. Unfortunately, the dense trees made it impossible to effectively detect the enemy's situation.
After rolling his eyes for a few times, Yang Gan quickly caught up with his plan and quickly climbed up a big tree and began to continuously investigate the position of the tree crown.
Not to mention, after getting stronger, I can even climb trees much faster than in my previous life.
Observing up and down on a big tree more than ten meters away, the field of vision was indeed much better than on the ground. When I saw a group of three people in black looking for me, they were looking for me.
Yang Qian was so embarrassed that he had cancer.
"Nah, the big sun, the night clothes, this... I wouldn't have been able to do such a stupid thing if I hadn't had cerebral thrombosis for ten years."
Once you know where these people are, things will be easier to handle.
After these people passed him, Yang Gan immediately climbed down from the tree and tiptoed around them.
He set up his bow and took aim, and saw a team of three people lined up together.
His eyes flashed, his fingers relaxed, and the bow and arrow in the shape of a full moon straightened instantly, and the arrows shot towards the three of them like bullets.
"Puff puff puff~~~~!"
The arrow passed by the three of them and struck hard into the tree. The tail of the arrow kept trembling and was stained with blood. It sank three inches deep into the tree.
The three men in black fell down and began to wail continuously. A large amount of blood spurted out from their waists, like water guns that were fully inflated.
After hitting the target with one hit, Yang Qian immediately changed his position and aimed at someone else.
"What's going on?" the masked man asked.
"Boss, three of our people were killed." A man in black squatted beside the three of them and inspected the wounds.
After the masked man came over, he looked carefully and found the arrows on the big tree beside the three of them, and the veins on their foreheads were beating constantly.
"Brother, this, who shot the arrow, actually penetrated three people's bodies and still penetrated three inches into the wood." The man in black couldn't help but be horrified.
The masked man showed no expression, but it could be seen from the white hands holding the bow and arrow tightly that he was also in shock.
"Whoosh~~~!"
"Puff~~~!"
Yang Gan raised the corners of his mouth and murmured, "Five."
Immediately change places, set up a bow, and shoot arrows.
When he first came to ancient times, Yang Qian also thought about the difference between bows and arrows and crossbows. Anyway, they were both very powerful. Later in actual combat, he learned that, apart from the shooting range, just looking at the shooting speed, the crossbow really couldn't do anything. Compared with bows and arrows.
Yang Qian's hand speed was very fast. With a bow and arrow that weighed about one stone, he could shoot an arrow in almost a second or two.
"Swish swish swish~~~~"
"Puff puff puff puff~~~~!"
Looking at the men in black who were shot by him one by one, Yang Qian muttered, "The 24th."
This feeling of lurking and sniping an opponent from a distance is so satisfying. It reminds Yang Qian of the days when he was Voldemort in the chicken game.
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