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Just as Yang Fan was thinking about this ridiculous phone call, his phone rang again. He picked it up, and it was his first uncle, Zhong Renjiang. "Xiaofan, there were a few jeep drivers asking about you in the town. They all look like trained men, but I don't know what they're up to." In short, you have to be careful. "

Old rural people call all off-road vehicles jeeps. In fact, jeeps are just one kind of off-road vehicles.

The name Jeep, known to many because of its legendary history and its loud and easy pronunciation, was misunderstood by many to be synonymous with off-road vehicles, all of which could be referred to as Jeep.

"Alright, don't worry First Uncle. I don't think there's anything wrong. There should be someone here looking for me to discuss business." Yang Fan comforted his first uncle for a while before hanging up the phone. After thinking for a moment, he took out a horned bow that his father had used in the early days. After storing it in the space within the jade pendant, he then drove towards Qingshan Town.

Yang Fan was only able to pull the bow by half before taking the Space Spring Water, and now, he was only able to pull it by two-thirds. An arrow could shoot out over a hundred meters, and although Yang Dong was no longer able to use it after being injured, it was still in good condition. After twenty years, Yang Fan was still able to use it to defend himself.

When Yang Fan's golden cup was halfway open, a black shepherd from Qing Mountain Village blocked his way.

The mountain road from Yangshu to Qingshan Town was originally narrow, so the cars could only travel on a single road in many areas. The Wrangler at the front happened to be parked on a relatively narrow mountain road, and it was only after a big turn that Yang Fan finally saw this blocking road.

The Wrangler pressed the horn, and the window opened. A man of about thirty wearing sunglasses stuck his head out and shouted, "Is that Mister Yang Fan? We are here to discuss with you about purchasing medicinal wine.

"En, Yang Fan was stunned. These guys actually took the initiative to come to Yang Shuigou. Didn't they say they were waiting for me at Qingshan Town? Could it be that they intentionally came to the mountain road to intercept me?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan also opened the car window and stretched out his head, shouting, "Nice to meet you all. The mountain road is too narrow for others to pass through. Let's go to Qingshan Town and talk.

The man in shades gently smiled, threw away the cigarette in his hand and slowly said, "No need, I think it's better to talk about it here. The scenery here is beautiful, and it's just perfect for business."

Before the sunglasses-wearing man could finish his sentence, the Wrangler's doors opened and four young men wearing tight vests jumped out, quickly approaching Yang Fan's golden cup.

Yang Fan's eyes turned cold. The four youngsters were all holding things in their hands. The knives were like water, and the blades reflected a sharp, cold light under the sunlight. One could tell with one glance that they were real.

"F * ck, I can't help it now, but trouble comes knocking at my door anyway. Which bastard is so obsessed that he would dare to have any ideas about me and let me find out and skin you alive!"

Yang Fan was both shocked and furious. These guys had come straight at him, if they had set their sights on his family, he would regret it for the rest of his life. Even before he could come up with something interesting, there would be people looking for trouble.

Ever since Yang Fan had taken action against Mazhong's group last time, he had been fully prepared. Ever since he obtained the space within the jade pendant, he had a faint premonition that his peaceful life had ended. If he did not live in a muddled state like before, this scene would have happened sooner or later.

Yang Fan was not someone who would allow others to do as they pleased, even if he did not say anything, he would just do as they said. You could count on them to reason with you, as long as you fell into their hands, you would definitely suffer a terrible fate. Let alone Yang Fan, who did not even have a recipe for medicinal wine, even if you had it, it would not end up well for you if you handed it over.

Thus, Yang Fan decided to make the first move. He quickly retrieved the horned bow from his Space Bow, opened the door, and got off. He then pulled the bow and shot an arrow at the young man in front of him.

The other side never thought that Yang Fan would suddenly make a move. Furthermore, he was even using a long-range weapon like a bow and arrow. Being caught off guard, he immediately fell to the ground.

However, Yang Fan didn't kill people as he wished. What he wanted was a peaceful life, and killing people wasn't a good idea.

The two carriages were about ten meters apart, and Yang Fan's movement was extremely fast. By the time he arrived in front of him, the other two had already fallen, and the remaining two youths were shouting as they slashed, not giving Yang Fan a chance to draw their bows again.

When he saw the two machetes coming at him, he suddenly took a step back and pulled out a short axe from behind his waist. As he dodged the machete, he swung the short axe and knocked over a young man, and before the last youngster could react, the short axe flew out and struck him right in the heart, causing him to tumble onto the ground.

In the time it took a rabbit to rise and fall, the four fighters had all lost their ability to fight. Yang Fan strode forward, preparing to take care of the remaining two guys from the Wrangler, but suddenly his body froze and he stood still.

He didn't know when, but the remaining two guys from the Wrangler had already got out of the car and were standing on either side. Each of them was holding a crossbow in their hands, as if they were military crossbows aiming at them with infrared rays.

Yang Fan's current observation skills were extremely sharp. He could see the coldness in their eyes, as if they didn't know who their four comrades were. From their resolute gazes, Yang Fan was certain that if he took another step closer, they might really be able to fire the crossbows.

At this moment, Yang Fan's heart was filled with regret. He was still too inexperienced. Before he had a clear understanding of the opponent's strength and trump card, he had rashly attacked and committed a heinous crime.

If he could observe the situation of the other two people before he made his move, it wouldn't be hard to find that they had crossbows in their hands. As long as he was prepared in advance and didn't think twice, it wouldn't be a problem to injure two crossbows with his horned bow.

But now, not only had he exposed the secret of the long-ranged killing weapon, the horned bow, he had also rashly attacked, leaving the car that could be used as a barrier, and now, he was standing between two cars, with one side being a precipitous cliff and the other side being a deep trench that was tens of meters deep. There was nowhere for him to hide, no way in, no way back.

This time, I'm really screwed!