A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

She had witnessed many horrific things on the way to escape famine, but it was the first time that Wen Meijiu had seen her fellow villagers being stabbed in the bloody holes. She stood up from the carriage with hatred on her face.

The leader in black obviously didn't expect his men to do this. Of course, the murderer in black originally wanted to steal something secretly, but he didn't expect the old woman to resist, so he stabbed the old woman in desperation.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the man in black who committed the crime, making him instantly nervous.

They were ordered to come out secretly to hunt down someone. Killing a refugee was not a big deal, but they were afraid that the matter would become a big deal. If the person was not caught, his identity would be exposed, which would be a big disaster.

He fiercely pulled the long sword out of the old woman's chest. The man in black was afraid of being reprimanded by his superiors, so he actually complained first:

"This is stolen silver. She deserves death."

"This isn't stolen money. It's the life-saving money my parents painstakingly saved! You killed my mother, I'll fight you to the death!"

The old woman's son saw his mother lying in a pool of blood. The murderer dared to slander his mother. His eyes turned red and he raised his wooden stick to hit the man in black.

"Screw you!"

The man in black was not afraid of killing. Instead, he became inhumane because of the resistance of the old woman's son. He raised the bloody sword in his hand and stabbed it into the young man's heart.

"Ah!" The villagers screamed again, and no one dared to open their eyes to look.

When everyone thought that the old woman's son was dead, a rough scream of "Ah" was heard, and the man in black fell to the ground, covering his wrist. After a while, blood flowed from his hand.

Wen Meijiu jumped off the carriage and quickly walked to the feet of the man in black. He bent down and pulled out his dagger, which could cut through iron like mud, from his wrist, and warned him sternly:

"If you dare to touch a hair of our fellow villagers again, I will kill you."

Before Wen Meijiu could stand up, a man in black had already put a knife to her neck.

"Haha, you're still a little young to fight with me!"

The man in black, who was lying on the ground screaming in pain just now, jumped up in rage, his face grimacing with pain. He grabbed Wen Meijiu's neck with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and he wanted to kill Wen Meijiu.

It happened so quickly that almost at the same time the man in black grabbed Wen Meijiu's neck, Art jumped behind the man in black like lightning and put a scimitar against the man's carotid artery.

"Don't move. If you dare to touch her, I will kill you without a burial place."

Art was obviously not joking. The sharp blade of the scimitar had cut into the skin of the man in black, making him feel a little pain.

It was Art's ruthless attack that made the man in black dare not continue to kill Wen Meijiu, and his fingers gradually reduced their strength.

All the men in black reacted and drew their swords, surrounding Wen Meijiu and Art in the middle.

"You are such a scoundrel! You dare to use eggs to hit stones."

With so many people, the man in black snorted coldly, trying to give himself courage and show that his identity was not ordinary, so that Art would think twice before taking action.

At this critical moment, Lao Li reached out and pressed down the hand that Prince Wang was about to raise, and shook his head slightly at him, almost writing "It's better to have less trouble than more" on his forehead.

Young Master Wang looked at Old Li in front of him with a look of disbelief. If he remembered correctly, Old Li and Wen Meijiu had always had a good relationship.

"You can hate me." Old Li spoke to Prince Wang in a low voice, more serious than ever before, word by word.

"Whoever dares to touch my brother will be killed without a burial place!"

Agu and his brothers were on the periphery, and they blocked the group of men in black surrounding Art and Wen Meijiu inside.

The black-clad leader, who had been standing on the periphery without saying a word, now saw clearly that this group of people were not easy to mess with. Judging from the scimitars they were using, they seemed to have some background.

For fear of complications that would delay important matters, the leader in black raised his hand and all the men in black put down their swords.

At the same time, Art also signaled Agu and the others to put down their scimitars and gather around him.

The injured man in black bit off his back teeth and reluctantly withdrew his hand from Wen Meijiu's neck. He covered his injured hand and went to the side of the black-clad leader.

The leader in black glared at the injured man in black fiercely. Although he looked down on the ragged victims in front of him, he despised his men even more for almost ruining the whole thing for a few pieces of silver in such an urgent situation.

The injured man in black also knew that he was wrong. He was just habitually naughty and wanted to "confiscate" the silver when he saw it. Who would have thought that an old woman would be so stubborn and dare to scream out. He took action in desperation.

"Useless thing!" The leader in black cursed his subordinate harshly, thinking that he was really a rude and cowardly man.

Originally, they could have just pretended it was a routine matter and openly searched the victims' belongings. If they found any clues, they could have even been credited with a victory. But now, a fool had put everyone in a difficult position. Someone on the other side had died, and if this matter was to be investigated, how could they continue the search since they were in the wrong?

Looking at Art and his brothers across from them, they were all on edge, and it was clear from their stances that this matter would not be so easily resolved.

So far, no useful evidence has been found to prove that this group of people is related to the person in the portrait. What if the person in the portrait has already fled forward, wouldn't their efforts here be in vain?

Come to think of it, the person in the portrait would probably be trying to escape at this moment. How could he dare to fight to the death with them over the death of an old lady?

Thinking of this, the black-clothed leader twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart for not thinking of this just now.

"Everyone, I apologize for the inconvenience. My subordinate made a mistake. You don't have to do anything. I will take care of him when I get back. I will not let him off lightly."

After clasping his fists towards Wen Meijiu and Art, the black-clad leader turned and ordered the others, "Tie up this dirty idiot and wait for your punishment!"

"Yes!"

Two men in black responded and started tying up the injured man in black from the back with a rope. They even tied the wound on the man's wrist without any mercy, and the overflowing blood dyed the rope red.

The injured man in black didn't expect that the leader in black would actually do this. Because of the pain in his wound, he knelt on the ground and cried and begged.

This scene did seem to make people feel relieved, but Wen Meijiu knew that he was only in pain, but her fellow villagers paid the price with their lives, and this account would not be easily let go.