Be Good Chapter 1811: The dark moon and the high wind kill the night

"The responders should all be masters. After all, what we captured alive were the guardians." When Mo Chen said this, he suddenly smiled playfully, "There will be a good show tonight."

Yuan Changhuan played with the teacup in his hand, his eyes gradually fell on the faint mist floating in the tea, and he almost lost his eyesight.

Blowing in time, the water mist was blown away, revealing the clear water surface.

He put it to his lips slowly and took a sip.

Seeing all of Yuan Changhuan's actions, Mo Chen waited for her to speak.

After drinking the tea, Yuan Changhuan said with a low smile, "Very well, let's catch a few more and ask the killer Mengmeng for more money to build roads."

Yuan Changhuan has been optimistic about this mountain for a long time. The scenery on this mountain is very beautiful, but there are not many people. It is entirely because the mountain road up the mountain is too dangerous. If she delivered the silver with her own hands, how could she refuse to accept it.

"Mochen, tell me, how much is this protector worth?"

Hearing the solemn question from his own concubine, Mo Chen almost couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, years of calmness and restraint made him not ashamed at this time, and he replied with a straight face, "I want to report to the concubine, my subordinates think that a Dharma protector is worth ten thousand taels of silver."

"It's worth so much money, so we should catch a few more, and then we can talk about business together," Yuan Changhuan said with a slap in the face, looking at Mo Chen with a smile, "I'll watch it tonight." You guys must set up a net, and none of them will be let go."

The last sentence, although still smiling, is more decisive and ruthless.

It makes people dare not refuse.

Mo Chen nodded immediately, "Yes, this subordinate obeys!"

The night is getting darker.

The night is dark and the wind is high, killing night.

The **** murderous aura outside the other courtyard during the day has long been cleaned up by Mo Chen, and now the entire courtyard has long since returned to its former silence.

The snow is still covering the whole mountain.

Except for the snow on this other courtyard being swept clean, the rest of the place is still white.

At this time, Yuan Changhuan was under the protection of the Guardians of the Killing League, hiding in the most secret attic in the other courtyard where he could see everything clearly.

Originally, this attic was used by my grandfather to watch the two little guys practice martial arts. There are all kinds of eating and drinking utensils on it, but the dim oil lamps are lit.

Among the whiteness, this dim yellow light is not eye-catching. Those who didn't know it thought it was an ever-burning lamp.

Besides, the attic is so high that most people can't see that far away.

Just gave Yuan Changhuan and the others a good opportunity to ambush.

One of the eight guardians of the Killer League was arrested, and three came tonight, Feng He, Xue He, and Jin He.

They are all masters of the Killer League.

Since they dare to come, they are sure to get out.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Changhuan saw all their movements, and even followed his subordinates to comment, "Bloodthirsty, scars, have you seen them?"

"I see."

The two responded in unison.

Yuan Changhuan was satisfied with his jaw, "Just see it, and learn this concealment technique from others."

If the technique of concealment is good, how can they see it clearly.

I don't know whether the leader is speaking the truth or sarcasm, but no matter what they say, they can only nod in response.

Yuan Changhuan stood up, leaned against the railing, and looked at the three people below with indifferent eyes.

The smile on the corners of his lips grew stronger.

Slightly lift your finger, "Do it."

The following three people also felt an ominous premonition...