I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"Oh, yes, yes, just two people." Li Hu nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Yuan sighed. This guy could run away, but he couldn't be relied upon if a real fight broke out.

I really don’t know how they caught Zhao Kai, Ding Yin and the other three last time.

"You go to Taiping County to get people now, and I'll watch here. Do you understand?" Jiang Yuan continued to deploy the plan.

Even though Wang Gang, Zhao Kai and Chen Qing are all good at fighting ten at a time, there are more than twenty people coming out now. If there is another ambush, they may all die here.

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, a quarrel broke out in the camp.

"Haha! You've camped at the foot of our mountain without our consent. It's obvious that you don't take us seriously. Now I'm asking for half of your goods, which is already a kindness from me. If you know what's good for you, get out of here!" A bald man carrying a big knife looked at Wang Gang arrogantly.

Wang Gang scratched his head, his expression unchanged. After following Jiang Yuan for so many years, they had never received a good face from him. A few words of "get out" were nothing.

As long as Jiang Yuan didn't say it, Wang Gang wouldn't take it to heart.

But who is Zhao Kai? He is one of the three thousand dragon guards, and he is someone who can talk to Ning Fei.

Even if he is not considered a master in the imperial capital, he should still be called a genius.

A master of the third realm who is around 25 years old is a prodigy who is counted among the most outstanding in the entire Great Duan Dynasty.

"Who are you telling you to get out of here? Who do you think you are to talk to me?" Zhao Kai suddenly drew out his long knife and pointed it at the bald man.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha! You greenhorn! It's been ages since I've run into a rookie like you. Today, let your grandfather teach you some martial arts experience!"

"Hahaha! The bald guy seems to look down on you, come on!"

"This pretty boy has a bad temper!"

Amid the jeers, the bald man became more and more proud. He took a step forward and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a flash of light before his eyes.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief. A long knife had already pierced through his chest.

"Kill people if you want to, why are you wasting your time talking?"

Zhao Kai kicked the bald man away with a ferocious look on his face, and blood spurted several meters away. Before everyone could react, Zhao Kai rushed forward with a long knife in his hand.

In Zhao Kai's world, fighting is simple. It's nothing more than killing the person in front of you, or being killed by a stronger guy.

This is the difference between the army and the underworld.

In the underworld, everyone ultimately seeks to make money through harmony. If one party is willing to make a concession, then everyone can sit down and talk things over happily.

It would be even better if we could bring up one or two senior people that everyone knows.

However, Zhao Kai's sudden attack obviously broke this rule. After a brief moment of confusion, the other bandits rushed towards Zhao Kai with knives.

Wang Gang silently picked up a dead branch as thick as a bowl from the ground and was about to rush out.

"Everyone, stop it!"

A loud shout was heard, and Chen Qing stood out from the carriage behind Wang Gang with a gloomy face.

Seeing Chen Qing, many bandits stopped in their tracks and stood there, somewhat at a loss.

Chen Qing jumped off the carriage, holding a constable's broadsword in his hand, and pointed at everyone with a tone of obvious disappointment.

"Okay, Scarface, Old Song, you guys can do it. Didn't you always tell me that you wanted to go home and start a legitimate business? What are you doing now?"

"You've got a peaceful life ahead of you, but you've resorted to this kind of activity, even learning to kill and rob. You've got big plans!"

Scarface and Old Song, who were named by Chen Qing, had their expressions changed, and their eyes, which were originally full of blood, gradually became timid.

"Boss..." Old Song murmured and lowered his head in confusion.

Chen Qing glared at him fiercely, then turned and walked towards a young bandit: "Xiao Zuo, what did you tell me back then? You said you wanted to go home and honor your parents, is this how you honor them?"

After saying that, Chen Qing was still not satisfied, so he kicked Xiao Zuo hard, knocking him to the ground. The latter rolled for several meters before struggling to stand up.

Chen Qing turned his gaze towards the other person again, his tone still filled with anger: "And you! Zhou Zheng, you..."

"enough!"

Before Chen Qing could finish his words, a loud shout was heard, and then a man walked out from the darkness, holding a long sword in his hand and looking at Chen Qing with a defiant expression.

"Boss Chen, we respect you now and are willing to call you Boss, but don't think you can still be like you were in the mountains. Don't be so shameless!"

Chen Qing's shoulders trembled with anger. He took a deep breath and looked at the young man who stood up. "Shen Ming, what do you mean? Have you forgotten what I said about the disbanding of Black Cloud Mountain?"

"Haha!" Shen Ming sneered, then walked over to Chen Qing and said, "Boss Chen, everyone in our mountain was oppressed by the officials of the previous dynasty and had no choice but to become a bandit. Now you want me to be a dog for those officials? Sorry, I'm too stubborn to kneel down!"

Looking at this face, Chen Qing was silent for a moment. He didn't know what to say.

Just as the atmosphere on the scene became solemn, Jiang Yuan, who was hiding behind a rock, coughed twice and stood up.

"Hehe! Gentlemen, we are traveling in the martial arts world, there is no need to fight and kill. Our caravan passed through here, just to seek wealth. You stopped us, just to seek wealth as well. Since we are all seeking wealth, why don't you just sit down and talk."

"Who are you? Do you have the right to speak?" Shen Ming glanced at Jiang Yuan and shouted coldly.

"Shut up!" Chen Qing exploded immediately. He knew very well how Jiang Yuan treated them in the past month, otherwise he wouldn't have been so angry just now.

He even said that if Jiang Yuan treated them badly, Chen Qing would not even get angry, and everyone would just go their separate ways.

Shen Ming looked at Chen Qing in shock. Could it be that the mountain master who was originally decisive and proud has really become a lackey of Taiping County?

"It's okay, it's okay. We can discuss it." Jiang Yuan took a few quick steps, pulled Chen Qing's sleeve, and turned to look at Shen Ming, his face already full of smiles: "So, Mr. Shen, what do you think is a suitable toll for us?"

Shen Ming sighed deeply and slowly retreated among the bandits.

After more than twenty people discussed it, Shen Ming held out his hand and said, "Five hundred taels!"

"Three hundred taels of silver are for tolls, and the remaining two hundred taels of silver are compensation for killing our people."

"What? Shen Ming, are you out of your mind?" Chen Qing roared again. How much toll did he collect when he was in charge of Black Cloud Mountain? Only fifty taels.

When encountering a small caravan or when the market is bad, they only ask for thirty taels, while ordinary people don’t pay a penny. The gap is too big.

Shen Ming looked at Chen Qing without looking away and said in a deep voice, "Chen Qing, the old has been replaced by the new generation. Your rules are no longer effective."

Jiang Yuan walked back and forth a few steps, looking at Shen Ming calmly: "What if I say we don't have so much money?"

Shen Ming sneered and looked at Jiang Yuan: "If not, then in my opinion, this matter will be very difficult..."

boom!Boom!

Before Shen Ming finished speaking, several loud noises were heard. On the big rock behind Jiang Yuan, Li Hu, who had hurried over with Wang Jue, Kong Xuan and several second-level masters, patted his sleeves.

The people who were called over were already in place, and Jiang Yuan instantly felt confident.

"Master Shen, if it's difficult, so what?"

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, Kong Xuan behind him immediately drew out his long sword. The pitch-black sword emitted a faint white light. He stared at Shen Ming with interest: "Think about it carefully before answering."

Shen Ming swallowed his saliva and released his true energy, something that only a master of the third realm could do.

Originally, Chen Qing, who was in the third realm, was enough to give him a hard time. Now there is another one, and there are a few people around who don’t know his own strength.

However, it is easy to figure out with your toes that the person who can come here with the third-level master is at least in the second level.

Fighting them is like hitting a rock with an egg.

After weighing the pros and cons, the new mountain master spoke with a trembling voice.

"In my opinion, even if it's difficult, I'll still try my best..."