The distance from Holy Soul Village to Notting City is not far away, if you walk, it only takes half a day.
However, Yang Ming rides in a carriage, and this time will be much shorter.
Theoretically, according to the speed of the carriage, it takes only two hours to reach Notting City.
Of course, there is no absolute in everything. The reason why theory is theory is because there are always many changes in reality.
When looking at the carriage moving forward, there was a group of more than forty thieves blocking the road and robbing. Jack Elder, the village elder, groaned in his heart and secretly said badly.
The thieves wore green hoods, covered with red scarves, and covered their faces tightly, only showing a pair of thieves’ eyes, one by one wearing half-body armor, holding the mountain knife in hand, shining brightly with the flashing knife light.
The bandits set up deer horn thorns on the road. The sharp horn thorns can easily pierce into the belly of the stallion, making the old Jack dare not use force to rush through.
Old Jack did not hesitate, he quickly turned the horse's head and wanted to leave.
However,
The thieves have already seen old Jack from afar. Where will the fat sheep get away?
"Drive! Drive! Drive..."
A sound of horseshoes hit, and more than forty bandits came on horseback.
The horses under the bandit are not stall horses used to pull carts. They are all good horses that are good at Mercedes.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the bandits have already come to the fore.
In desperation, the old Jack held the reins, yanked the cart, and stopped the carriage.
More than forty thieves approached, surrounded by a carriage.
The leader of the bandit, headed by , pointed at Old Jack obliquely and said arrogantly:
"This tree is planted by me, and this road is opened by me. If you want to cross this road, buy the road money first."
Old Jack encountered the bandit for the first time.
Actually speaking, although Notting City is very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire, Notting City is not a big city. There is no oil and water to catch. There should be no thieves.
But looking at these thieves, their arms are thicker than their thighs. Old Jack pressed down the doubts in his heart. Fearing that they were not good for Yang Ming and Tang San, he quickly pulled out his money bag, which contained Yang Ming’s tuition and food. Fees, as well as some change to buy daily necessities.
"Heroes, is this money enough?"
"Count your old man acquaintance."
The leader of the bandit took the money bag, put it in his palm and measured it, and nodded in satisfaction.
Just when Jack thought that the leader of the bandit was about to let go, the other party spoke again:
"Someone in your compartment, show me."
Old Jack's face tightened, his hands waved nervously, his face bitter, saying:
"Hero, no one in the car."
"Really no one?"
"really!"
Old Jack's chick nodded like a peck, for fear of an accident.
The leader of the mountain thief suddenly grinned, pushed away the old Jack suddenly, lifted the curtain, and exposed Yang Ming and Tang San who were sitting relatively in the compartment.
"Smelly old man, don't you speak honestly, isn't there two big living people in this compartment? You dare to tell me nobody? Do you think I am a blind man, or when I am a fool, eh?"
The bandit leader pulled Old Jack off the car, kicked him on the ground, stepped on Old Jack’s chest with big feet, stared down at his old face, patted his cheek with a knife, Grinning:
"Smelly old man, I changed my mind. The two children in your compartment look good. If you sell them to the noble lords with special hobbies, you can't make a fortune. So, you can go, but these two children must Stay."
The moment when the knife patted his face, he felt the cold feeling of the mountain knife. Old Jack's face was horrified, for fear that the desperate man in front of him would cut it off with a knife.
But,
When I heard that the leader of the bandit was about to sell Yang Ming, but also to the nobles with special hobbies, old Jack did not know where the power was born from, so he clung tightly to the leg of the bandit leader and whispered. Road:
"Hero, don't you ask for money, I still have it at home, I will give you as much as you want! Even if you ask for my coffin money, you can still take it, as long as you let these two children go, I can do whatever I want, even if you are a cow or a horse."
The bandit leader tried to pull his legs out of old Jack several times, but old Jack’s arms were like old tree packing, with a lot of force and tight entanglement. .
"Okay, you stupid man dare to talk to me about the conditions. You don't even know how to write a dead word!"
The leader of the mountain thief sneered and sneered:
"Aren't you saying, you can do anything? Come on, as long as you kneel down, crawl under my crotch, and call me grandpa three times, maybe I'm comfortable with shouting, I change my mind and let go You and the two children in the carriage."
The boy has gold under his knees!
The words of the leader of the bandit are simply trampling the dignity of old Jack as a man!
As long as he is a normal man, he will feel angry!
Old Jack was very angry and flushed with rage.
looked at the two children in the carriage, especially Yang Ming. Although he was adopted, he always treated himself as if he were his own grandson.
Yang Ming’s talent is so good, UU reading has a bright future in the future, and there is a lot of room for prosperity. It should not be, nor can it fall here!
I've lived long enough, even if I don't want this old face, as long as Yang Ming has a good future and can stand out, this will do.
Thinking like this, old Jack pursed his lips, clenched his teeth tightly, the masseter muscle protruded, a trace of blood spilled around the corner of his mouth, and his knees would kneel down to the ground.
At this moment, Yang Ming's roar came:
"Slow down!"
Watching Yang Ming jump from the carriage with his gun, Old Jack was anxious, his eyes flashed anxiously, and he said with a focus:
"Don't you see how dangerous it is, you leather monkey, why do you want to come down!"
Although the tone is quite harsh, but inside and outside the words, all are concerned about Yang Ming.
"Grandpa." Yang Ming lifted the old Jack, cross-browed coldly to the surrounding thief, his voice became colder, said: "If you want to sacrifice your dignity in exchange for my personal life, then what is the meaning of my life!"
"Yang Ming is right!"
Tang San then jumped off the carriage and fought side by side with Yang Ming.
"you guys……"
looked at the two and a half-year-old children who were protecting themselves behind him, tears blurred the old Jack’s turbid eyes, and his voice choked a few times.
is not only the pride of the children, but also the regret of their incompetence.
"Ha ha."
Looking at Yang Yang’s grandfather and grandson’s emotional drama, the leader of the bandit sneered, and the mountain knife pointed at Yang Ming, under the red scarf, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips because of thirst, and grinning:
"I don't know the so-called ghost head, how do you think we can take us with the toy gun in your hand?"
"Are you worthy?"