It was the morning of the third day when I came to Yangang again. It had rained all night the night before. At this time, there was only mud outside the door of Yangang.

A large number of Yan Gang disciples gathered at the gate of the Yan Gang. The news spread so quickly that they were all worried, so they rushed to the Salt Gang headquarters to seek an explanation.

Gong Changyi did not show up, nor did any of the leaders, so these Salt Gang disciples set up tents outside the gate. At the same time, they said they would not leave easily if they did not get an answer.

Liu Mo rode through the crowd and felt countless eyes falling on him: cold, angry, and even disgusting.

But no one spoke, and no one dared to block his way. It was all because of the ten armored cavalrymen of the Great Xia Dynasty who accompanied him.

If I had appeared alone, I would have been dragged off my horse and beaten to pieces with stones.

"These guys are more annoying than stinky rats," complained an accompanying Daxia cavalryman named Xiao Yi, the chief flag officer under Zhu Min. "A bunch of bandits actually dare to attack my Daxia officials, Liu

Sir, you should kill them all!"

Xiao Yi spoke in a loud voice, as if he was speaking deliberately for these Salt Gang disciples to hear.

The words were unpleasant to hear, but all the Yan Gang disciples did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

The aura of soldiers honed on the battlefield and the murderous intent emanating from their bodies filled the hearts of these Salt Gang disciples with fear.

"It's useless, we can't kill them all," Liu Mo said, "But no matter what, if they do anything strange, report it to me and General Zhu immediately."

"Humph, isn't it just shoot to death?"

Liu Mo was very worried that the flag officer would do something crazy.

In his eyes, the men of Daxia should go to the battlefield to protect their families and the country. The salt gang's grandsons, if they are not willing to contribute to the country, they openly attack the people in the government, they are simply the scum of Daxia.

"There are gods three feet above your head, who will God spare?" Liu Mo said a famous saying on earth.

"What a blessing!" Xiao Yi smiled. "Mr. Liu, do you really want to go in alone?"

"Don't worry, with you in Rongcheng, no one dares to hurt me."

After speaking, Liu Mo saluted and thanked him and then walked forward alone.

Why did he choose to negotiate alone? Liu Mo was small and weak, and he didn't know any martial arts. Did he want to risk his life to pretend to be thirteen? Of course not, only a fool would not bring a bodyguard if he was not completely sure.

Zhu Min's troops have been stationed in Rongcheng openly. You, the Salt Gang, are meat on the chopping board. Life or death is entirely up to me. You still want to harm me?

We walked all the way to the salt gang hall. The fourth master was waiting at the gate for a long time.

He wore a simple white salt gang robe and looked heavy. When he saw Liu Mo, he nodded stiffly. Then, the men of the salt gang pushed open the door and made a heavy sound.

Still some distance away from the other end of the hall, Gong Changyi, the leader of the Salt Gang, was waiting for him.

The other four heads, except for the dead third head, were all present and sat around Gong Changyi.

Behind them, there were ten Salt Gang guards with swords hanging from their waists. They were all tall, with rough faces and sharp eyes. They were obviously good players from the Salt Gang, and their martial arts skills were definitely not bad.

Each of them held the hilt of the knife at their waist tightly in their hands and were ready for everything.

Are you trying to scare me with this? You are so boring!

When Liu Mo stopped and was about to speak, the second master spoke first.

"Come here, capture this traitor and punish him on the spot!"

Hearing this, Liu Mo didn't panic at all, "You want to kill me? Second Master, don't you consider your own strength?"

"Hmph, you still have three heads and six arms?" the third master scolded angrily.

Liu Mo spread his hands, "Come on then," he raised his voice, speaking over the second boss, "Second boss, do you want all the brothers in the Salt Gang to be buried with you for your stupidity?"

The second master looked angry and said, "You Liu Mo, you are so shameless when you are about to die."

"Am I ashamed of my words?" Liu Mo laughed, "The Sixth Prince has secretly mobilized five thousand elite soldiers (bastards), and they have already been stationed in Rongcheng. If you are still stubborn, I will give an order from General Zhu to kill your salt gang.

Leave no chickens or dogs behind!

And you, the second master, if you dare to speak rudely to me again, the third master will be your fate!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Liu Mo continued, "That bastard Su Zhongle died. I heard that he was quartered by five horses (to frighten them). He died so tragically!"

Su Zhongle is the protective umbrella of the Salt Gang, and everyone present is the backbone of the Salt Gang, so naturally everyone knows about this.

Upon hearing the news, everyone in the hall was immediately filled with despair.

Originally, they thought that even the Sixth Prince could not mobilize the armies on nine sides and ten fortresses of the Great Xia Dynasty at will. As the eldest prince, Su Zhongle would definitely report this matter and refer to the Sixth Prince's book.

But I never thought that the protective umbrella sent by Dahuang would be dead, or divided into pieces!

Gong Changyi can sit on the position of the leader of the Salt Gang, so he naturally has some sense, and he is the most sober at this moment. "Is it possible that what this kid said last time is true? The Great Xia Dynasty can no longer tolerate our Salt Gang!"

Thinking of it, he asked: "Mr. Su, what crime did you commit that would lead to you being quartered?"

"Rebellion!" Liu Mo replied loudly.

"What...rebellion!" Gong Changyi repeated the word, his voice dull with fear.

"Yes, rebellion!" Liu Mo said with a smile, "Instigating the third leader of the Salt Gang, trying to murder the court official, and attacking the Rongcheng County government office. Isn't this considered rebellion? So I would like to ask you, what does it mean?"

Upon hearing the word "rebellion", the leaders of the Salt Gang immediately began to blame each other.

"I told you to keep a low profile," the fifth master stamped his feet anxiously, "As for Xu Tian, ​​let him ask the county magistrate to kill him. If he insists on confronting the government, it's fine now!"

"I just asked the third master to go to the county government to rescue the people. Who knows why he attacked the county government!"

"Everyone, please be patient." Seeing this, Liu Mo started his next plan, "The third leader is not the leader of the Salt Gang. He will bear the consequences of what he committed and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes! The third master's rebellion has nothing to do with us!"

"Those who are going to be killed on this day should be killed in every house!"

"Go quickly, arrest his whole family, and send them to Mr. Liu to deal with!"

However, at this moment, the second leader started his murderous behavior again, "It is up to you to decide whether to rebel or not?" He questioned, "Gang leader, you leaders.

I think this boy was lawless and killed Mr. Su unjustly by beheading him first and then telling him the story. If the eldest prince knew about this, he would definitely not let him go. At this moment, the whole family of this boy should be arrested and await punishment!

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Good guy, you are so talented!
Chapter completed!