There is no way my vest will fall off!

Xu Qian thought it was just a common saying, but looking at it now, I am afraid it is the experience of the people.

No, there was a very puzzling scene in front of me. It was more appropriate to use blackmail instead of robbery.

Just a few steps in front of Xu Qian, more than a dozen villagers held up their 'outfits' and surrounded a jeep in front of them like a circle. Looking carefully, there were three men sitting in the car. It was the villagers who clamored for the people in the car to get out. It was a bit ridiculous at the beginning, saying that these three people dried up the radishes that a farmer had left on the roadside, and asked them to lose money. Dare to open this mouth.

But at this moment, there was a 'bang' sound.

The tire of that jeep was blown off by the villagers!

Xu Qian frowned, feeling that he had to come out and stop it.

But just when he was about to do it, the people in the car got down, and——he had a wooden warehouse in his hand!

"You want money, don't you think the three of us are easy to bully, don't you? Shall I give you a bullet first!"

The person who spoke was a man with a fake beard, and his eyes were very 'powerful'. The other villagers looked at each other when they saw that they had hit a hard nail, hesitated for a while, and didn't make much trouble. Opened, the hands and feet are still very agile.

It's just that the debt collector patted his ass and left, and the rest was a car with a broken tire.

"It's really unlucky! Who are they! What a broken place!" The man holding the wooden warehouse cursed in a low voice.

"Forget it, it's not far away anyway, so bring all your equipment." Another man with glasses who was more refined said.

The third person was the most silent one here, simply took the things in the trunk, and carried them one by one behind his back.

Xu Qian drove the stealth car and watched silently for a while, seeing the three people locked the car, carrying their bags on their backs and walking towards the road up the mountain, then slowly looked away.

Xu Qian stopped at the same spot, took out his phone and looked at the chat records, it was Bai Jiamu who took a photo of him, and compared it with the picture in front of him, it basically matched, and it was here.

Xu Qian walked to the road that the three people in front had just walked. At this time, he clicked on the small map by the way, but there was still no red dot showing 'blood ginseng' in the search bar. There are only two possibilities, one is blood ginseng Doesn't exist, and two, at least it's not on the surface.

Xu Qian searched for 'Blood Ginseng Grass' again, and at this moment, the red dot finally appeared. He followed the directions on the map, and it seemed to be at the top of the mountain.

It was raining a little this afternoon, and the road up the mountain was very slippery. Xu Qian himself really wanted to go up the mountain, but it was daytime, so it would not be suitable if someone saw him.

Seeing that there were no more yellow spots around, Xu Qian untied the invisibility. It was quite uncomfortable to keep bowing like this.

He took two rice balls from his backpack, meat floss and crispy meat stuffing. He bought them from a breakfast shop he passed by before he came here. He bought a lot at one time and stored them all in his backpack. This kind of food is convenient for eating outside.

He was eating the rice ball bite by bite. At this moment, there was a sound of crows in the distance, and the black speed filled most of his field of vision.

At this time, a voice slowly came over, like an echo not long ago.

Xu Qian paused for a second, tucked down the rice balls two or three times, jumped up into the air, and saw clearly the situation in front of the mountain. It was the three people who went up the mountain before.

The author has something to say: the day after tomorrow.

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