Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 37: Megatron Beimang

Zhao Changhe really didn’t know that the passers-by he “let go” were actually people on the Qianlong List. He was saying before that even the people on the Troubled Times List couldn’t be seen in this garbage place...

He originally thought that after his arrogant declaration was released, the government would be the first to come to his door.

After all, how can a wanted criminal be so arrogant and self-destruct? What is the difference between this and arrogantly walking around with "Come and Catch Me" on his forehead?

It's just that there is nothing to hide now. My whereabouts have been sold. Even those fools know about it. The government will definitely know. What's the point of hiding it?

The meaning of myself as a wanted criminal is different from that of ordinary murderers. If there is really a whereabouts, the official will most likely come to the door, it will be Mr. Tang himself or other important people. Even if it is subordinate officers and soldiers, there is a high probability that they will "live". , I will definitely not cut it off casually.

It is better to just sit down and talk with them. So far, we know too little about the official information, and it is not good for the information to be seriously biased.

But what I didn’t expect was that the officials who were waiting for me didn’t come... I don’t know if the efficiency of the government at the end of the empire was really so low, or if there were other reasons. In short, all the people who came were "people of the right kind."

"Choke!" The long knife broke, and a thin man was kicked several feet away by Zhao Changhe. He lay on the ground coughing up blood.

"Tear off his clothes and hang him upside down! Damn, he said he would challenge a hundred taels a time, so why are you here with nothing to do for free? I have nothing to do but wait for you to challenge me? If you don't pay, you can take off his clothes. That's the rule. , it’s been half a month and you haven’t heard?”

"Zhao, Master Zhao, spare your life, ah, ah, ah, I really didn't hear that..."

Zhao Changhe put up a pergola with his hands and looked at the several people hanging precariously in the distance with a fierce look on his face, but he actually felt very happy.

It has been more than half a month since the arrogant announcement was issued.

There have been a lot of challenges in the past half month, and his combat power is particularly suitable. Basically, they are the first and second levels of the entrance looking for trouble, and occasionally they will go into battle together. This is great for his actual combat experience. Unspeakable.

Practice by yourself is not enough. Martial arts is not a dance, it must be actual combat. Nowadays, fighting in the cottage has not improved, and no one dares to fight with him. I am worried that I have no place to practice, so there is a steady stream of sparring partners. It was so exciting.

There are quite a few tough ones among them, the kind that can overturn if you are not careful. The more of these, the better. As he continued to fight, Zhao Changhe felt that he was getting more and more familiar with the knife skills. He was truly a man who could use his fingers like an arm .

It also greatly promoted the practice of Kung Fu. Zhao Changhe felt that these days, he had blended internally and externally, becoming stronger and stronger, and was almost on the verge of another breakthrough.

Two heavens inside and outside?

I don’t know how many more days it will take. I feel like I’m still a little bit behind. I’m really not a genius. All in all, these days have been really fun. Even if these people really didn't pay a single coin, Zhao Changhe would be very happy.

Besides, some people actually pay... Those who don't follow the rules and don't bring money can still have weapons to grab.

In just half a month, Beimang Mountain Road was filled with people who came to challenge. The amount of silver in the warehouse surged from the original three hundred taels to nearly two thousand taels, and there was a warehouse full of good knives and swords.

"I'll dig a trap here, right, right at my door. Are you afraid that I'll step into it? There's also one behind the house."

Everywhere in the village was in full swing. Instead of practicing martial arts, they were setting up various traps.

Because recently there have been many people who raided the village at night and wanted to secretly cut off Zhao Changhe's head.

Of course, the person who did this kind of thing was not hanging upside down on the mountain road, but the head was picked up on the flagpole. Looking at the heads lined up beside the village, the gangsters looked at their boss with awe and fear.

Who said this boss is soft-hearted and will not rob or plunder? He chopped off the head without even blinking. The thicker the blood in his hands, the thicker the evil spirit on his body. You could feel the devilish energy all over your body from a distance.

That was a real murderous aura that shocked Beimang.

No one has dared to attack at night in the past two days, but they cannot relax. According to Boss Zhao, spring is about to begin, and officers and soldiers may be coming. These traps are not only useful for dealing with people on the road, but also for dealing with attacks by officers and soldiers. Of great effect.

So traps must be placed not only in the village, but also outside. They must not be placed in places such as back mountains.

A group of bandits who had nothing to do but were always thinking about where to rob, suddenly started construction in full swing, and no one dared to commit any crime.

Now Zhao Changhe’s prestige is too high.

Zhao Changhe crossed his arms and looked at it, feeling that he was so **** great. This was like turning a ghost into a human being!

But he also knows very well that he will not be awesome for long.

Generally speaking, strong men above the third level of the entrance will not come to grab the Qianlong 250 from you... and the real strong people have a clearer understanding of the nature of the Qianlong List, and will not be like the idiots here. I thought it was possible to challenge and grab it...but there is no guarantee that it will still happen. In this world, there are not many people who can really read, understand and be educated. This is not the era of nine-year compulsory education.

There are no strongmen near Mang Mountain now, and it happens to be a novice village that is in line with my actual combat experience. But things here will always spread to the outside world, and there may really be strong people from the third level of the Mysterious Entrance coming here... Transportation in this world is inconvenient, and this process will take some time, but it will definitely come.

Is digging traps really a way to deal with officers and soldiers?

No, it is to deal with potential risks, whether it is the upcoming triple powerhouse or Fang Buping who may recover from injury.

"Boss." Wang Dashan came to his side cautiously: "Today is New Year's Eve, boss, do you have any plans?"

"I'm not your wife, why are you asking me during the holidays?"

"?"

Zhao Changhe said: "There is a lot of money in the village recently, so I will give out red envelopes to everyone. In addition, you can take some people to the city to buy wine and meat. Just let the brothers have a good time tonight with good wine and meat."

Wang Dashan looked happy: "Yes, I will buy it right now."

Watching Wang Dashan happily go away, Zhao Changhe had a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

This deputy village leader is dishonest and has been secretly communicating with Fang Buping recently. In fact, Zhao Changhe knew that it was this person who recruited the first people to come to provoke him.

In other words, what happened to him in Mangshan was leaked by this man and Fang Buping.

You want to be the leader of the village, right?

Huh...

It's just that Zhao Changhe doesn't want Fang Buping to know that he has discovered his spy. It's better to know who the spy is than not knowing who he planted later. Let's use it first. In order to win his trust, this guy will do whatever he wants. It’s quite hard work, how cool it is.

Anyway, he doesn’t have any secrets that Wang Dashan can reveal. He spends all his time practicing internal energy in bed, and he knows nothing about it.

The top priority is to break through the second level of the entrance before talking about anything else.

As for the Chinese New Year?

What does that have to do with me... There is no Mrs. Yazhai in the house, so what's the point of spending a holiday alone.

Seeing the villagers cheering and cheering because they heard there would be a feast of wine and meat tonight, Zhao Changhe felt lonely in his heart. At this moment, he missed his family and his parents very much.

Human sorrows and joys are not mutually exclusive.

He sighed softly, looked up at the sun that was setting in the west, and turned back to the house.

Might as well practice.

"Zhao Zhai leader roars across the mountains, so powerful that he is in Beimang. Why are you sighing?" As soon as he stepped into the house, a female voice laughed: "Looking at the appearance behind you, it is very different from the heroic people outside every day. ”

Zhao Changhe paused, looking surprised.

Wearing a red dress, she was leaning against the window and was reading the scriptures of the Blood God Sect. When she saw him entering the door, she raised her head and smiled.

The setting sun shone through the window lattice, and the chivalrous girl's smile was free and cheerful, as if the sunset outside the window became brighter.

The red feathers of the setting sun reflect the sunset, which is as beautiful as the human scene.

Although the character of the owner of Luozhuang is not good, this evaluation is really appropriate.

"Miss Yue...why are you here?" Zhao Changhe was a little nervous. He knew how big the gap was between him and Yue Hongling. If there were too many killings recently, she wouldn't stand it...

Hey...wait...

Zhao Changhe suddenly saw that the color of Yue Hongling's lower abdomen was wrong... There was a darker color on the red clothes. It was not red clothes, but blood stains.

She was injured?

Yue Hongling knew what he was thinking, she smiled and shook her head: "Yes, I am injured... You are the only acquaintance I have here. What's so strange about coming to you when I am injured? You really thought I was here to slay demons." Well...you seem to be brave, but you have many thoughts and are not happy."

Zhao Changhe turned around without saying a word and went to look for wound medicine and bandages in the cabinet: "To each other, the heroine who let a stranger sit behind me without any suspicion will probably not survive until Qianlong Chuyuan."

"Ha..." Yue Hongling tilted her head and looked at him: "So you didn't realize this at that time, can you be considered a simple young man?"

Thousands of thoughts flooded his mind. Zhao Changhe stared at the setting sun outside the window, and after a long while he responded in a low voice: "Forget it."

"So..." Yue Hongling looked at the bandage he took out and whispered: "Can I still trust Mang today?"