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Chapter 16 The most pitiful robber in history!

A light sentence was used to digest Xia Ye's offensive invisibly, causing him to almost vomit blood, and also revealing Xia Man's domineering behavior.

I just disagree, what can you do?

Because we need to change the rules of copycats, we must at least have Xia Man's approval and submit it to the elders before we can pass it. But judging from what Xia Man meant at this time, if we want to add this rule to the rules of copycats, at least we don't have to count on this life.

"Yes." Xia Ye retreated helplessly, looking at Xia Lin with a calm face in the distance, useless to say anything else.

Without experience and strength, you can rob a hundred copycat disciples alone? No matter how many people there are and without strength, I am afraid that even Xia Cheng can't stop it!

At this time, the clan finally stopped commotion, and the team in front of Xia Lin finally stopped growing.

Finally, Xia Lin looked at the people who walked in front of him one by one, with a total of 300 disciples looking at him with red light in their eyes.

Xia Lin stared for a moment and began his own choice.

What is strange is that Xia Lin did not choose according to his strength, but was just competing with his own feelings, and he would choose whoever he liked.

When the 100 disciples selected by Xia Lin were freshly released, the copycat was in an uproar.

"So many powerful people have been eliminated."

"The eldest young master is indeed a playful person. He chooses people at will."

"It's a pity for these people who follow him."

"It doesn't matter, it's for the ten taels of silver anyway."

Everyone was talking for a while. Xia Man looked at Xia Lin who was quite calm, but his heart was a little strange. His son had such a big ambition!

Others don’t know, but he can see clearly that most of the people chosen by Xia Lin are young, with good qualifications and not so scheming. If they are well trained, they will definitely be the most qualified subordinates.

But of course, this requires becoming the heirs. Otherwise, these hundred disciples will go back after the trial of the copycat, and who will take care of you?

So I can only say that Xia Lin is really confident!

Looking around, the scene was very clear at this time. The strength of the 100 disciples recruited by Xia Lin was actually similar to the strength of the 100 disciples recruited by Xia Cheng, while the other three were slightly worse.

On the parody platform, Xia Man looked at the disciples recruited by the five of them and had arrived behind him, opened a brocade box, took out five envelopes from it, and walked forward.

"Everyone, the copycat provides five tasks. This is the second stage of the copycat trial. Each trialist must complete! Only after completing their respective tasks can the final battle be carried out! After each task is completed, you will receive a generous amount of funds. Perhaps, that is the basis for you to get the first place."

The five of them respectfully stepped forward, each took out an envelope, and then left.

"Very good. When you come back, whoever gets the most resources is the winner of this copycat trial, that is, the heir of the Black Wind Village, and the next leader!"

Xia Man said calmly, then waved his hand and issued the final order: "Go, a month later, at noon, count the spoils!"

"Yes, the village leader."

The five people responded in unison, then turned back to their team, opened the envelope, checked the direction, and led the team away from the village and headed towards their destination.

...

I have to say that the location of these tasks is indeed good, distributed in all directions of the copycat, with five teams, at least not encountered at the beginning.

The first goal is the information indicated by the envelope in your hand.

As soon as they left the village, the teams lurked and left, but Xia Lin swept across the place with a swagger and rushed towards the target with a sturdy aura.

She looks like a layman.

If only these are the only ones, it would be fine. What’s even more terrible is that Xia Lin also brought the maid who served him together!

And taking the maid out?

Did you come to rob or travel?

For a moment, everyone was speechless, which made the person who had a glimmer of hope finally helpless. He could only protect this spoiled young master for the sake of the ten taels of silver.

Xia Lin and Lu'er were sitting in the carriage, while Sun Zhong sat in front of him driving the carriage, leading many mountain disciples to roar towards the distance.

Xia Lin kept talking and laughing with Lu'er leisurely, touching Lu'er's little head from time to time, making Lu'er pout angry.

I had fun all the way, and it was not until a long time later that the carriage stopped.

"What's going on?"

Xia Lin poked his head out and asked faintly, if he remembered correctly, it was still a long way from his destination.

"Young Master, it seems that I have encountered a caravan." Sun Zhong said respectfully.

"Um." Xia Lin's eyes lit up, and then he looked back at a place where, the feeling of being stuck in his throat since he left the door, finally disappeared.

Huh—It was finally gone, Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little surprised that his second uncle had been active too frequently recently, so he actually sent someone to monitor him.

In the situation just now, I'm afraid I either left by myself or was killed by someone sent by my father.

Xia Man has never been an easy person!

When he came out to participate in the trial, he didn't want to interfere in the previous generation's affairs, and believed that his father could solve them. He would leave these trivial matters to his father with confidence. All he had to do was to join the war with all his strength.

Looking back, the 100 disciples who followed him were most of them listless. If it weren't for the ten taels of silver, they wouldn't have been willing to come here like this.

I followed the young master who had no future, what is there to be excited about? Just follow the sausage safely.

Xia Lin smiled slightly, would he win the first place in robbing resources?

If that was the case, it would be great if there were ambushing and robbery all the time. Why did you walk in the middle of the mainland with such a big fanfare?

What he wants is not that simple!

Since he first left, he has made his goal clear. First of all, he is the first in the copycat trial. He must win it. Compete with a few 14 or 15-year-old kids. He will lose and have no shame to see anyone. Before that, there were these hundred copycat disciples, and what he wanted was absolute surrender.

After traveling through time, Xia Lin was very familiar with the situation of chasing stars in his previous life. Here, for these disciples who will lick blood from the edge of the knife and live at the bottom of the copycat, you only need to show your charm and strength and let them see the hope of following.

Sometimes, calming down is that simple.

"We can finally let go of the battle." Xia Lin's mouth curled up slightly, "Sun Zhong, protect Lu'er, I'll go and play with them."

"Yes." Sun Zhong said respectfully, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He wanted to know how strong the eldest young master was.

A group of hundreds of people stopped in the middle of the road, watching a caravan approaching from a distance.

A little brother next to him looked at it for a long time and couldn't help it. He ran to Xia Lin and suggested: "Young Master, should we be ambushed..."

"What ambushing?" Xia Lin asked strangely.

"ah?"

My brother touched his head in a daze. Ambush is just an ambush. What else can I do? "Ambust the caravan, this will reduce the loss to the lowest point."

"Well, don't worry, you don't have to take action this time. Just watch and don't let them escape." Xia Lin said lightly.

"Oh." The younger brother responded, and he really didn't know what the eldest master wanted to do, so he had to do it.

Click!

The caravan in the distance stopped and a caravan with hundreds of people met them head-on.

Xia Lin looked around and saw that this was a big caravan, with four carriages protected in the middle. Except for a obviously gorgeous carriage that was provided for the consul of the carriage, the other carriages were loaded with goods, which seemed to be of great value at first glance.

Just as Xia Lin looked at him, a guard from the leader on the opposite side rode out and was quite handsome. He looked at them and shouted: "Which caravan is ahead? Can you move the road away first and let us go first?"

Xia Lin was stunned when he heard this. Does the caravans in Linjiang City have such low IQ?

Thinking of this, he looked back at Sun Zhong: "It seems that we are not pretending, why does this guy treat us as a caravan?"

Sun Zhong smiled bitterly. What else could it be? Of course it was because of Miss Lu'er. Who has the maid who robbed her? Look at Xia Lin's appearance, Jinyi Lin's figure is not very burly, and she looks like a young man.

Moreover, on the way, I had already ordered the copycat disciples to take the weapon first. At this time, it was a caravan that was completely like a man who was traveling around.

Besides, the robbers were all hiding from above and rushed down directly. How could there be such a robber standing in the middle of the road in a daze?
Chapter completed!
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