Chapter 175

About a hundred miles away from Muye village, there is a small hillside called Huashan. It's one word away from Huaguo Mountain, but the environment is very different.

Although Huashan has a flower in its name, it is actually bare and has few flowers and trees. The only famous here are several hot springs and several Zhuangzi.

I don't know when it began. Robbers came to Huashan.

This location, connecting three countries, is a path of cross-border trade. For robbers, it is a good place to fall grass.

They certainly have no way to deal with the large caravan that can afford Ninja protection. Even if the other party employs only tolerance, it is not something ordinary thieves can provoke.

However, in addition to the large caravans, there are still many civilians doing private trade in the border areas of the three countries.

At any time, there are such people who make a living.

Especially in the war years, the profits of this cross-border business were very rich. When a common people sells goods with a shoulder pole to other countries, the profit is three to ten times.

It was these civilians who fed several gangs of robbers.

Civilians hate the robbers so much that they even raise money to hire ninjas to eliminate these robbers and eliminate future troubles.

Ninja adults are very powerful. Where can ordinary thieves be their opponents? Divide three by five and the problem will be solved.

The Ninjas returned to their village with a reward.

But soon, another group of robbers came out. Many of these robbers are familiar faces before.

Their reward to ninjas can only drive away the thieves. If they want to kill people, that's another price.

An ordinary peddler can never afford the price.

Moreover, even if these robbers are really killed, other robbers will emerge.

These days, there are too many people who are lazy, don't like work, or can't work at all.

Plus occasional wars.

Although there are fewer wars among big countries, wars among small countries have never stopped. In the era of peace, the war between small countries has become the epitome of the influence of big countries.

If there is war, people will be displaced and sleep on the streets.

These people have lost their houses and land. What can't they do in order to live?

Don't say that ninjas only go to trouble them when they are entrusted. Even if ninjas come to trouble them all the time, they will rob them in order to live

Tolerance has never been a peaceful world.

Even the most powerful country in the world, the country of fire, the most powerful force, Muye.

They have experienced countless wars, large and small, before. Not long ago, someone came to their house and made a broken plan.

Other big countries are also peaceful on the surface, and there are a lot of bad things inside.

This is still a big country, a big power.

Those small forces, let alone

These vendors who trade between the three countries can only hide and seek with thieves.

Although I went there ten times, the goods would be robbed five or six times.

But as long as they can go there four or five times, on the whole, they are profitable.

It's just that most of the profits are given to thieves.

This time, too, several small vendors walked along the path of Huashan with their goods in trolleys or simply with shoulder poles.

"Be careful. If you're watched by those thieves, you'll run away again this time."

The leading middle-aged man stared nervously around.

Their team is small. As long as they are careful and find the thieves in advance, they still have a chance to hide.

"Damn it, I don't know how long the eyes of these thieves are? They have been cut off three times in a row before. My capital has been almost reduced, so I called the ninja."

Another black faced man muttered discontentedly.

All the partners around nodded.

But they just nodded. What's the use of calling ninjas?

They haven't called before. Once ninjas appear, those guys are honest like mice and won't come out at all.

They don't make enough money to pay ninjas.

"Stop talking and be careful to attract thieves?"

The leading middle-aged man snapped.

He always feels that the atmosphere today is a little strange.

Although there are few flowers, plants and trees in Huashan, it is not without them, but the number is relatively small.

If there are flowers and trees, naturally there are birds and animals.

When they passed this road before, even if there were thieves ambushing around, they could occasionally hear the sound of birds.

But now, they can't hear a sound at all. The surrounding environment is too quiet.

This is not normal!

The middle-aged man wanted to stop the team. If not, they would go back.

But in such an environment, once they are watched, how can they go with the goods?

The middle-aged man could only take a horizontal heart and continue to lead the team forward.

If he is robbed again this time, he will have a good talk with the thieves on Huashan.

Many of the goods obtained by the thief before were bought back by him.

After all, thieves are not vendors. It's no use asking for so many goods. What they need is food and money.

No one knows the market better than their small vendors.

The middle-aged man did such a business with thieves in private.

Just two times at a time. Three times is too much.

If the thief wants to rob again at this time, it will be four times. The middle-aged man is ready to talk to them about what it means to fish with all his strength.

When the water is drained, you can get the most fish at one time, but then?

You know, if these small vendors are unprofitable and can't go on, the thieves won't benefit either.

"Boss, there's someone ahead!"

As soon as I heard that there was someone in front of me, several small vendors were scared and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man bravely put up a shed and looked into the distance.

Far away, there was a gang of thieves, neatly separated on both sides.

In the middle of them, there was a square table with paper and pens.

Next to the table sat a gentleman with a pen in his hand, as if he were recording something.

Opposite the thief, there was a group of small vendors. It looked like they were communicating with the gentleman with the pen.

At the back of the line, there was a temporary shed. There were also tables, chairs, teapots and bowls in the shed.

A young figure, sitting in a chair drinking tea, is sighing.

The middle-aged peddler saw the man's face clearly and his eyes widened.

"Boss, do you know who that man is?"

"How could I have seen such a big man? I just saw it on the wanted notice."

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