"Yes!" Zhang Bai and Zhang Yangqi led the order.

People scattered.

Walking out of the conference hall, Zhang Yang and Zhang Baihe said, "Uncle Zhang, I want to do something, come here in a quarter of an hour."

"Then, Master Yun goes by himself." Zhang Baihe smiled. Although Zhang Yang called him uncle, his status in the family cannot be compared with those of these young masters who are directly related.

Zhang Yang went to the kitchen to eat and water, and then returned to the underground hole. He would say too much to the teacher, leaving a few pieces of blood, and then hurriedly left.

...

After walking all the way to the horse, after two hours of running, there were 102 people in Zhang Yang. At night, the sun was tilting westward to Uluru town.

Wuhu Town is a small town two hundred miles west of Feihua City, but it is the only place where Feihua City leads to the west, and most caravans will choose this road. As usual, there are some robbers, but at most fifty people, but this time there are only two hundred people, which is rare.

After Zhang Yang and others arrived at Black Wolf City, they went to a restaurant for dinner. On the one hand, they arranged for more than a dozen people to inquire about the two hundred robbers.

In the restaurant lobby, Zhang Yang and Zhang Baihe sat together. Zhang Yang said: "Uncle Zhang, those robbers have masters of Jiutian. Do you think it's a bit strange?"

"Oh? Brother Yun thought that this person was not vulgar and actually became a robber. Is it something incredible?" Zhang Baihe smiled. He went out for a short time when he was young.

He smiled and said, "My brother Yun is so worried." There are all kinds of people in this world, all kinds of people want to live, some people pursue money, and some people pursue reputation, you see, just like the master of Jiutian, he chooses to be a robber, not to say freedom and happiness, but also arbitrary, and can do whatever they want. If no one can kill him, he will be very happy. For him, this is the way of life he likes."

Zhang Yang disagrees.

The ten people who heard the news came back soon and said that the two hundred robbers were hiding in Hululing.

Zhang Baihe cast a question mark in Zhang Yang's eyes. After Zhang Yang nodded, he immediately ordered: "Everyone will get on the horse and go to Huling!"

After the horse yelled for a while, more than a hundred people went to Huling.

At the bottom of Hululing, there is only one road to go up the mountain. Zhang Baihe ordered a few people to watch the horses, while others took advantage of the night to go up the mountain.

These two hundred robbers deserved to die. I didn't expect Du Jia would come that day. Just as they raised the village to celebrate, they didn't even drink sentries, ate meat and were happy, so that Zhang Yang could go straight to the top of the mountain.

“kiii!

“kiii!

Sudden murderous voices and nearly a hundred brave and well-trained men jumped out, scaring the drunken robbers to wake up in panic and search for the knife, some of whom touched them. After he was killed, several people hurriedly resisted, and some were beaten to death without even touching the knife.

Zhang Baihe saw a man wearing a bronze mask sitting on the throne of the guardrail owner. He took a knife to fight with the man.

Zhang Yang glanced at him, spread the cigarette at his feet, acted quickly in front of him, and only picked out those bandits with good skills. How could he compare these people to him? Three swords and two swords were killed. He saw that the overall situation had been decided, and the robber was killed to a large extent. He rushed over to help Zhang Baihe capture the ninth-level master.
Chapter completed!