Turbulent Times Chapter 379: Kicked to the iron plate

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One of the thieves also felt that this was strange, and said: "That's right, merchants from the Western Regions came to the Sui Dynasty to do business. They usually transported goods to exchange for money, and then bought silk and porcelain to go back. There are indeed very few roads. With cash."

"Current silver is better." A bandit said with a strange smile, "If you have robbed the goods, you have to find a way to get rid of them. Money is not convenient." They laughed in unison, full of greed in their laughter.

Master Shaozhai frowned and said: "The question is... which merchants still carry cash? Don't they worry about safety?"

The thieves looked at the Shaozhai Master, thinking that this Shaozhai Master was ruthless and very accurate in picking targets. In the past six months, he led his brothers to do a few major cases, but... sometimes It's a little too careful. Regarding the safety of the businessman, I should ask that stupid businessman, what are the brothers doing?

Master Shaozhai waved his hand and called over to the capable young man named Zheng Xiaosan who was in charge of inquiring information. Zheng Xiaosan's complexion was dark, but he had a shrewd look on his face, and he said fawningly, "Master Shaozhai, don't worry, there are only a dozen guards in total, and there is a shopkeeper outside. The master is a handsome young man. He is quite gentle, but he doesn’t know how to hide it at all. It must be some second-generation ancestor from a rich family who was not successful, and was sent out by the elders to hone himself."

Master Shaozhai thought that maybe he was really a useless second-generation ancestor, and thought that the shiny silver would be more convenient to carry around, and it would be more comfortable to smash it. As for the dozen or so guards, he was not in his sights. When he went down the mountain, he specially selected more than 20 experts with his father's permission. They were all gangsters with several lives in their hands. A dead end.

Thinking of this, he has already made a decision, and said viciously: "Okay, let's go to action tonight, and then the hands and feet will be clean, so don't leave anyone alive."

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There were not many people in Wutou Town, and it was very quiet late at night. The only inn in the town parked four merchant carriages that came during the day alone. When the earth is fragrant and sweet, the lights in the inn are turned off early, and the merchants have already fallen asleep.

Under the light of the moonlight, more than twenty black figures silently touched the edge of the small town, sneaked into the town, and soon came to the outside of the inn, seeing that the movements were extremely agile.

The small inn has a wall, and the first floor is where restaurants and restaurants eat and cook, and the second floor is where customers live. Today the entire inn was taken over by a group of merchants, and there was no one else except them.

In just a short while, the bandits who attacked at night had climbed over the wall and disappeared into the darkness.

The master of Shaozhai, with a cold knife in his mouth, climbed up to the second floor in silence, and under the cover of the shadow, he went directly to the main room on the second floor. Everyone had discussed clearly before coming, and they also agreed with the layout of the inn. He knows everything well, and knows that the box full of silver is in the main room.

In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of puffing, followed by someone falling on the floor with a soft sound. He frowned, thinking that these **** didn't know how to be more careful in their actions. If all the guards were alarmed at the same time, although they were not afraid, they would always be troublesome.

When I came outside the guest room, I was surprised to find no guards. At this time, there were a few muffled hums in the night. The village master knew that his subordinates were gradually invading the rooms on the second floor to find out the guards of the other party. , hooked the door panel with his fingers, and opened the door softly with the tip of the knife. In the next moment, he touched a box in the dark.

By the light of the afterglow coming from the window in front, the owner of the small village could see the size of the box clearly, and couldn't help but gasp. The spies he sent didn't explain clearly, but only said that the size and weight of the box should be estimated. Thousands of taels... But the owner of the small village touched the box in disbelief, estimating the size... My God, how much money does it take to fill such a big box!

He suddenly felt a little scared. Being able to carry so much money with him, even the second generation ancestors would be very powerful. Facing the anger of the other party, even if his father is quite powerful on the green forest road in Yongzhou, he probably couldn't bear it.

Don't kill that second ancestor! This was the first thought that came to the head of Xiaozhai, but he immediately thought that the deal was done, so he couldn't help hesitating, and with so much money, it was enough to do too many things.

He carefully took out the tools, and it took him half a day to open the box.

A piece of silver light immediately filled the entire room!

The owner of the small village stared dumbfounded at the box in front of him, his face full of shock and disbelief!

Even though he is a person who lives on the edge of a knife and is used to seeing **** silver, he is still dazzled and fascinated by the neatly stacked silver ingots in the box tonight, with his usual cold eyes In the process, greed began to show.

But he immediately came to his senses, no matter how bright the moonlight is and how beautiful the silver is, it is impossible for him to emit such an alluring light!

She suddenly looked back, only to see a young man with a knife-like gaze, holding a white light in one hand, and an almost transparent thin knife in the other, looking at herself coldly.

Shen Guang, the commander of ghost eyes, had given the little thief enough time to appreciate the silver according to Wang Junlin's instructions, and he slashed down very slowly.

The owner of Xiaozhai was shocked and raised his knife hastily.

However, that blunt thin knife, like an unstoppable flood, broke through the small village owner's defense and heart defense in an instant, making him look at it in pain while feeling terrified. His left hand was cut off, and blood spewed out accompanied by severe pain!

The lights in the room inside suddenly turned on, the owner of the village was dragged into the house with disheveled hair and a chaotic mood. Usually, the yards were thrown neatly on the floor, and several ghost-eyed masters dressed in black who were on duty at night stood guard in all directions as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Zhaizhu raised his head and looked at the impatient young man on the grand teacher's chair, whose eyes were like the starry sky and the sea, and for some reason, he shuddered in his heart.

Who is living in this inn? Who is this young man in front of him? To be able to use so many masters as guards, and the young man who used the thin knife earlier was obviously stronger than his father.

By this time, if he still doesn't realize that he has kicked the iron plate, then he will have been a thief for more than 20 years in vain.

"Guo Jinming?" The young man on the chair glanced at him and broke his hand, and asked with a lack of interest like the young village master with a ruthless face.