In the car, Su Jin blinked his big eyes and said, "Why don't you take that little girl away?"

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "There are so many poor people here. Even if I can save one or two, I can't save the third or fourth..."

"Gee, good brother, you are good at everything, but you are too easy to be soft-hearted... But this time, my sister is a little impressed."

Obviously, in Su Jin's heart, she had just decided that I would take the girl away, but I surprisingly didn't.

I sighed and looked at the dilapidated streets, thinking how many poor people there must be like girls...

Ten minutes later, we returned to the location we had agreed upon with Lao Guang.

Over there, Lao Guang and Zhou Xiaoshe are already waiting for us.

I looked up and saw that the two of them had also found the car, but the car seemed to be stained with some blood.

Looking at Zhou Xiaoshe again, his face looked a little strange.

When several people met, they all just nodded and said nothing. It seemed that everyone knew exactly how the car came to be. Only Zhou Xiaoshe couldn't help but uttered a curse word while smoking aside...

Soon, everyone got on the car one after another and divided into two cars. Zhou Xiaoshe and Lao Guang went together, while Su Jin and I took a ride with the Zhangzhi monk.

Su Jin drove the car. In order to prevent the atmosphere in the car from being too silent, I glanced at Monk Zhangzhi and said, "Monk, have you heard of the Leng family?"

Monk Zhangzhi is very knowledgeable, I thought this guy should know something about the Leng family.

As expected, the Zhangzhi monk opened his eyes wide and nodded.

"Tell me, what do you know about the Leng family?" I said.

The monk Zhangzhi said: "This Leng family, if I remember correctly, seems to be a small family that started out as a tomb robber in the Eastern Han Dynasty. At that time, they had no more than ten people. Later, because they climbed up to Dong Zhuo, they helped Dong Zhuo defeat the Luoyang Eighteen

An imperial tomb, the family grew rapidly..."

As Monk Zhangzhi talked, I got more information about the Leng family.

This Leng family is really not built. During the Eastern Han Dynasty, it rose from an unknown small family to a great reputation. Later, it became Cao Cao's most trusted general Zhonglang of Faqiu. You must know that General Zhonglang is a high official.

, even Su Jin's ancestor was just a gold captain under Cao Cao...

However, Master Zhangzhi made a point that surprised me.

Monk Zhangzhi said: "Many people know that the Leng family has gradually become a powerful family of tomb robbers since the Eastern Han Dynasty, but few people know what happened to the Leng family before the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"Oh? What happened??"

Monk Zhangzhi slowly uttered a sentence and said: "This Leng family was a clan servant before the Eastern Han Dynasty, and even further back in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties."

The meaning of clan servant is very simple. Before the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Leng family had been servants to other families for generations. As for why they turned around and sang after the Eastern Han Dynasty, I think besides the fact that they gained the respect of Dong Zhuo and Cao Cao,

There must be other unknown reasons. After all, to be valued by others, you must first have skills, and the Leng family has been servants for generations, so where did they get this skill? Then they have to ask themselves...

Not only was I surprised, but Su Jin was also so surprised that he opened his mouth wide and his big eyes were full of disbelief.

"Isn't it possible? The Leng family is such a giant, but they used to be servants?" Su Jin said.

I couldn't help but ask: "Monk, who told you this?"

"Anita Buddha, this is what the monk's master said. Monks do not lie. Do you believe it or not about the Leng family? He is here..."

I was amazed, and at the same time I was a little more curious about the master of Monk Zhangzhi. According to Monk Zhangzhi, what he knows now, except for some things he saw in the records, the rest

It was all informed by his master.

Just like what happened with the Leng family, if the monk Zhangzhi hadn't said it himself, I wouldn't have been able to believe that the Leng family, who existed as much as Mount Tai and the Big Dipper in the minds of countless tomb robbers, actually worked as servants for others in the past.

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I continued to ask: "Monk, tell me, which family did the Leng family work as servants in the past?"

"Anita Buddha, this little monk's master didn't mention it, but he did mention that most of the inversion techniques that the Leng family relies on now were stolen from their master back then."

"Then this is interesting. It turns out that the Leng family's history is so dark. They stole the master's secrets and then became the master themselves. That's awesome!"

I shook my head, thinking about the women from the Leng family who wanted to get the human skin map on me. At that time, the young master they mentioned was named Leng Tong. If I have a chance, I have to know how to do it.

After a while, he looked at what kind of character this was, and he actually focused on me, Chen Huafan.

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Along the way, the monk introduced us like he was telling a story, which did not seem boring at all.

But the car gradually slowed down as it traveled.

I looked up and looked outside, and saw many people on both sides of the road heading towards the border port with their families. It seemed that these were refugees fleeing the war.

Most of these refugees looked disheveled and fearful. Apart from them, there were occasionally some young men who came into groups. They would often find lone refugees, and then go up and rob them. Some of them asked for money, which was fine.

Some of them also focused on young girls among the refugees. They held sticks and kitchen knives, and while laughing and dragging the young girls to the nearby grass, they threatened the refugees coming and going.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't sit still.

Before I could take action, gunshots rang out from the car of Lao Guang, the leader in front.

Gunshots suddenly rang out, and a young man on the side of the road who was about to drag a young girl into the grass was shot. He howled in pain. When his companions saw him, they immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

I looked up and saw that the shooter was Zhou Xiaoshe. He grabbed Lao Guang's pistol and pulled the trigger on the man without hesitation.

Lao Guang had a sullen face, as if he was not happy to waste bullets like this, but Zhou Xiaoshe didn't care. Things that he couldn't stand would never be weighed on his heart. Although he was impulsive, it made me feel happy.

The young girl was saved, and she looked at us gratefully, but not long after the car started driving, we saw something similar happening again.

Zhou Xiaoshe fired three shots in a row and eliminated three groups of refugees, but his gun was snatched back by Lao Guang. Lao Guang was not happy for us to waste bullets like this. When we went to Uwa Village, these bullets were all fired
Chapter completed!