The old village chief thought of the robbers who came to rob every six months, and his body couldn't help but fight a cold war. The leaders of those guys were a scum among Long Xuan, and the strong men in the village were no match for him at all.

"These two gold coins are considered to be the money you paid for." Xiang Shang took out two more gold coins and stuffed them into the village chief, not giving the other party a chance to refuse. "You are old and many things are inconvenient, and I am still young."

Eight Tenglong gold coins! The old village chief held eight gold coins in his hand and nodded silently, and he was more impressed. Many adults could save four Tenglong gold coins in a year. Xiang Shang wanted to treat his sister's illness while maintaining his livelihood and saving eight gold coins that he could control at will. The hard work behind this is difficult for many middle-aged men to do.

"Xiao Shang..."

A heavy and chaotic sound of horse hooves sounded at this time, moving from far to near, followed by a harsh neighing of war horses, tearing apart the snowy sky of the entire village. The old village chief and Xiang Shang's faces darkened at the same time.

Here comes! The robbers who collect so-called protection fees in the village every six months are here again! And this time, the number of people they come here seems to be more than last time!

Xiang Shang's ears twitched for a few minutes, secretly calculating the number of robbers, including thirty-seven and seventy-four fast horses, half of which were not seated, and they were obviously spare horses.

"The untouchables in the brick kiln village! Come out for me!"

The roar of arrogance of bandits echoed over the village. Even the howling cold wind seemed to be afraid of the tyranny of these bandits, and was temporarily suppressed by the roar.

"Oh..." the old village chief sighed.

Xiang Shang hurriedly supported the old village chief, "I'll accompany you."

The old village chief looked at Xiang Shang and nodded. His health was getting worse and worse. He really died one day. He really needed someone to continue communicating and negotiating with those robbers. Although there were many adults in the village, Xiang Shang, who was just eighteen years old, had a calmness and calmness that many middle-aged people did not have.

More than thirty fast horses irritably whispered in the snow, spewing out balls of white mist, melting the falling snowflakes. The huge horse's hooves stomped around in the snow, and the sounds of war drums hit people's hearts.

Xiang Shang helped the old village chief out of his house and soon saw more than thirty robbers on the snow. One of them was covered in fiery red fur and a long hideous scar on the left half of his face, extending from the corner of his eyes to the position of his chin.

The war horse under his crotch was very quiet, not as anxious as the fast horse under his crotch of other robbers. The man's strong body exuded a ferocious smell of blood, which was the aura that only the bloodthirsty dragon beasts in the mountains and forests had.

Who is this person? Isn’t the leader of these robbers Du Wu?

Xiang Shang knew very well that the robbers ruled here. It was rumored that he was a real Long Xuan, and he was also a dragon warrior among Long Xuan. Not only could he easily split a person in half with one knife, but even a scorching force could erupt from his fist, burning the person to ashes!

The wanted Long Xuan is named Du Wu!

The person in front of me who was obviously the leader of the robber was not Long Xuan Du Wu whom I had seen before.

The old village chief was stunned when he saw the robbers. More than half of these robbers... He had never seen them before, only one-third of them were familiar faces.

"Old man Zhang, what are you looking at? You haven't given out the protection fee!"

A robber with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek pulled the reins and came to the old village chief with a very bad tone. He bent down and reached out to grab the clay pot in his hand.

The old village chief subconsciously took a step back, and the pottery pot containing gold coins was tightly held in his arms, and he did not let the other party catch him, "Master Liu...you are..."

Liu Xun! This is a robber that the old village chief knew. He used to be Du Wu's most loyal horseman, but today he appeared with a new robber leader.

Liu Xun lost his face when he grabbed the pottery jar and felt his face bleak. When he heard the old village chief's words, his face lengthened. He picked up the whip on his waist and whipped it at the head, "Old thing! You dare to resist! You are looking for death!"

Bang!

The horse whip made a deafening and crisp sound in the air, and it was swung straight towards the old village chief's head. Xiang Shang reached out and held the old village chief in his arms, turned around and blocked Liu Xun's whip with his back.

Bang! The whip whipped Xiang Shang's back and made a muffled sound, as if it was whipping on the strong bison. Xiang Shang's clothes were smashed and felt a burning pain behind him. He held back and didn't shout.

"Damn it! You dare to hide..." Liu Xun shook his wrist and took back the horse whip and raised it high. At this time, he saw Xiang Shang, who was protecting the old village chief, glaring back and glaring.

This is...! Liu Xun's hand trembled, and Xiang Shang's angry gaze was very similar to the beast in the jungle, causing a cold current to suddenly surge in Liu Xun's heart. He forgot for a moment, or he didn't dare to whip down again, as if he was afraid of provoking the counterattack of this human-shaped beast.

"Master Liu, we just want to ask clearly what's going on." Xiang Shang glared at Liu Xun. This is an experience he cultivated in hunting in the jungle. When anger and murderous thoughts are combined and staring at the other party with a tight eye, it will form a deterrence, that is, the cruel lone wolf, who will choose to retreat more when facing such a look.

"What's going on?" Liu Xun said loudly in a screaming voice, "What do you want to ask?"

"It used to be Mr. Du, today..." Xiang Shang stopped and glanced at the robber's leader, "We are afraid, I will give this to you. If Mr. Du comes again, we can't give Mr. Du things, then our village..."

"Du Wu will never come again." The robber leader who was sitting upright on his horse was a little proud of his eyebrows, "I have killed him, he will not appear again. From now on, I! Chen Xinwu! It is your new guardian Long Xuan! You just need to worship what you should give to me."

"That's right! Our boss Chen is now the new guardian Long Xuan here..." Liu Xun yelled excitedly, "Get the envoy now!"

The village chief's gaze for advice fell on Xiang Shang's face. He felt that he was old, and the young man's chest had just given people a sense of security. Perhaps it was really up to this young man to judge.

Xiang Shang nodded, and the village chief held the pot with some cherishment on his hands. Liu Xun savagely pulled the pot over the pot, almost dragging the village chief's body to the ground, which had not yet stood firm. Fortunately, Xiang Shang's hand was fast and hurriedly helped the village chief to stabilize. He stared at Chen Xinwu nervously, praying in his heart that the matter could be solved, but his intuition told him that things would not be so simple.

"If Mr. Chen has nothing to do, we will go back first." The village chief bent down and bowed, turned around and walked towards the nearest wooden house with Xiang Shang mixed.

"Wait a moment."

Chen Xinwu's shouting was filled with a hint of dissatisfaction, and Xiang Shang's heart suddenly sank. In recent years, he would listen to stories about storytellers when he went to sell things in the town. Every time he talked about the new robbers replacing old robbers and extorting them for the first time. In order to make the robbed village afraid of themselves, the new robbers would always make trouble in the village and make some troubles in the village and teach the residents of the village some lessons so as not to be unable to suppress the scene in the future.

Chen Xinwu glanced at the gold coins in the pottery jar and said lightly: "This protection fee is less."

"Not a lot." The village chief hurriedly explained, "This share is the yearly share..."

"That's what Du Wu wants." Chen Xinwu's words were filled with cold banditry. He threw the pot in his hand back to Xiang Shang's arms, "I want three times the share."

Three times! The old village chief trembled, his face was bitter, and he looked at Chen Xinwu, "Mr. Chen, then our village will drink the northwest wind in the next six months. Do you see if you can be lenient..."

"Hahaha..." Chen Xinwu's rough big hand shook hard in the air, and said in a stern tone: "It seems that you don't know who is here to decide. What I say is the king's destiny! Do you dare to resist? Very good! Liu Xun, don't they give it to me, right? Grab it with me! Grab it as much as you want! I want this village to become a 'role model' for other villages, and see who dares to resist my rule!"

The horse thieves suddenly flashed with excited bandit light. Robbery! This is what they are most willing to do. Looking at the villagers who have no strength screaming and fighting powerlessly is the most enjoyable thing!

The front hooves of more than thirty fast horses suddenly raised high, making the excitement of the rushing sound. Several robbers even whistled happily, lit torches, held up their sabers, and rushed toward the houses in various places in the village.

"Master Chen, don't..."

The old village chief wanted to go forward to stop it, but the fast horse in front of him seemed to have not seen it at all, and directly hit the old village chief.

Xiang Shang was quick-eyed and quickly dragged the old village chief over, and a crazy fast horse whizzed past the two of them.

"Master Chen, let's make up three times the share..." Xiang Shang looked up and said hurriedly, "Please let everyone..."

"It's too late." Chen Xinwu raised his head and smiled, looking at Sahuan's destruction, "Since you dare to bargain with me, you should pay a price, and you will not do this again in the future."

Not far away, fierce horse hooves broke wooden doors one after another. The sound of villagers' horror and shouting sounded. The robbers jumped from the horse to the ground with a storm, rushed into the house, robbed items, and some people simply pressed the women in the house on the bed and teared their clothes.

The firelight, screaming, horses, and shaking figures intertwined in the howling wind and snow, dragging the originally peaceful village down to a painful and tragic hell.

“There is another one here!”

Liu Xun's excited voice came from not far away. Xiang Shangxin, who was still negotiating with Chen Xinwu, suddenly became panicked. The house in that direction was his own home!

Bang! Liu Xun kicked open the door of the wooden house savagely, and Xiang Yan's horrified voice immediately came from the house: "Brother——!"
Chapter completed!