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The salt dealers who were running and rushing over were poked in the chest and head. Even if the weapons in their hands were chopped down, they would be cut in the air. The bamboo pole was stinging to the death. The speed of the salt dealers running, the power was really considerable.

None of the six or seven people running in the front were spared. The one in the front was even poked directly by a bamboo pole. The people following behind were dodging one after another, and their steps suddenly became chaotic. Those who held the bamboo pole took one step forward in unison, and then stabbed them fiercely.

After taking three steps in a row, Pingdu's salt dealer fell down more than a dozen. Although the bamboo pole was flat, it hit the chest and head, which was basically extremely painful and unable to move.

Qiu Dahai and the remaining dozen people were startled and ran to the back. After a few steps, they found that the other party did not take the opportunity to catch up. Instead, they took a few steps back and stood there again. Qiu Dahai and others stood there looking at each other, not knowing what they were going to do, but if they did it again, they would not have the courage to do it.

Qiu Dahai was also a little knowledgeable about traveling around the world. Looking at the villagers holding bamboo poles, they were clearly a bit elite in their behavior. They were even more frightened when they thought of this. They suddenly thought of a problem. Lingshan Vail Station is nearby. They were trafficking in private salt and never saw this Vail Station. Could it be that they came to cause trouble this time?

At this time, someone shouted on the other side:

"Qiu Dahai, don't toast and not eat and drink. Ask again, do you agree to what you said just now?"

After thinking carefully, it was nothing to agree. At worst, I could leave half of the salt goods and then go back and transport them again. However, Qiu Dahai realized that he was also a famous character on the private salt road in Laizhou. All parties wanted to buy face. It was so embarrassing to be threatened by the poor man who couldn't tell the truth.

While thinking about it, someone behind him pulled his clothes hard. Qiu Dahai, who was still thinking about it, turned around impatiently and wanted to scold him. But when he turned around, he saw his subordinates pointing his fingers in front of him, opening and closing his mouth but unable to speak. Qiu Dahai turned around in shock, but saw that the person on the opposite side had turned the bamboo pole and took off the tied cloth at the end, and now the other end was pointing at them.

The other end is a sharpened bamboo pole, which looks a bit ridiculous, but when pointed at these tips, the powerful Pingdu salt dealers were so scared that their hair stood up. Those who fell to the ground even crawled towards the back. If they stabbed them, they would be a blood hole. Qiu Dahai grew up his mouth and stayed there until the person behind him pushed him hard. Then he reacted and shouted repeatedly:

"Just do what my brothers said, it is not easy for everyone to eat this bowl of rice. Everyone gets rich and everyone gets rich."

He turned around and cursed:

"Why are you still standing there? Remove half of it, move all the things you unload, and move them down."

Seeing them so sensible, one of them walked out from the people holding bamboo poles, carrying a small bag in his hand, walked to Qiu Dahai, smiled and handed it to him, and said:

"Brother Qiu, this is thirty taels of silver. If you buy 72 dan of salt, you won't lose money. Don't be sad. If you go back to the salt farm and buy it again, we won't be embarrassed."

Listening to this condition, Qiu Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. The other party was not unreasonable and gave himself a sense of contentment. Looking at the young man who came over, he was in his early twenties, with dark face and thick hands and feet. Looking at this, he knew that he was a child of a farmhouseman who grew up by the sea. Seeing that the silver was of good quality, Qiu Dahai was in a better mood and asked politely:

"Brother, I, Lao Qiu, have been walking on this salt road for almost ten years. This is the first time I have seen my brothers as good as fighting. I wonder where they are from!?"

This is a bit of inquiry. The young man didn't shy away, and smiled and said:

"Brother Qiu, we will have a long time to deal with each other in the future. You will know slowly. Let's go quickly, I will pack up these salt goods!"

On a high slope not far away, Li Meng was watching everything on the road. Pingdu salt dealers were already dejected and pushed the cart back towards the salt field. Another forty or fifty people emerged from the side of the road, pushing the chicken bus and carrying the shoulder poles to transport the salt out.

"The salt collectors are all beaten like this, if we go..."

Li Meng glanced at her side, and Wang Hai was talking to Zhao Neng excitedly. The other young men who were carrying salt were also very excited. This time, Li Meng brought everyone out to the group of salt owls, but he did not send them all out.

Instead, he arranged for thirty people Chen Liuzi to intercept on the road, and forty people to ambush on the roadside, and he led relatively elite young and strong men like the salt transport team to prepare for support at any time.

Things went very smoothly. The salt dealer who held the bamboo pole easily defeated more than them and the swords and axes. This magical look made everyone look at Li Meng even more differently.

This arrangement should be said to be successful. The salt-boiling team members have some practical experience, and everyone has added confidence, especially the selected salt-carrying team members who have played so well when they see that they are not as good as theirs. Wouldn't they be stronger if they come forward and have more confidence in their hearts.

When others look at magical things, it is actually not complicated. If you ensure sufficient training and discipline, these young people will naturally have combat effectiveness.

Moreover, these people trained by training the physical fitness and queues of modern military - although they have only been training for more than a month, for these private salt dealers whose identities are more than those of strong men, Xiao Yanxiao is really killing chickens with a ox knife, but Li Meng smiled bitterly during the battle.

In the lineup of characters like Qiu Dahai, Li Meng was crooked in Li Meng's eyes. Moreover, when the salt dealers of Pingdu rushed over, the bamboo poles of two people fell to the ground, and the bamboo poles on the flat were also uneven, otherwise some would have stabbed the chest or some would have stabbed the head.

There are also those steps forward, some are fast and some are slow. If it weren't for Pingdu's salt dealers, they would be a mob. They seized the chaos of the formation, fought back, and rushed to the front, and the winner wouldn't be so quickly. It's not realistic to assassinate this scene with a pointed head. The other party is just a salt dealer who uses salt dealers. If they kill the other party, they will arouse public anger, and who will provide them with a source of goods.
Chapter completed!