The new book of the burning prairie star

Chapter 277 We don’t like to give others face, we only like to speak with strength

Boss? Success? These two words successfully aroused Yang Biao's interest, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the noise next door.

"Shh! Be careful, the wall has ears!" Unexpectedly, the person next door was quite cautious. Yang Biao smiled secretly, turned to look at the person next to him, and found that she had fallen asleep.

"Wei Ying, Huang Songyuan, the two of you go and keep a close eye on the two people who live next door to me." He tiptoed out of the door and found the two people who were on guard today. He wanted to know what the two people living next door would do at night.

"Master, those two men were scouting near the residence of a rice merchant in Sang County last night." Wei and Huang followed them all night and finally figured out their purpose.

"How many people are there?" According to past experience, those who scout the area in advance are either robbers or thieves.

"It looks like there are more than thirty people." Huang Songyuan thought about it and counted silently in his mind. This was probably the number of people he saw while tracking.

"Who is the magistrate of Sang County?" Yang Biao tried carefully to search his memory, but found that he had no impression of it at all. He had never cared about it before. He thought that he would look through the list of local officials in the five prefectures when he returned.

"Wenbin, have all the soldiers who left the military camp been sent back to their hometowns?" Yang Biao was afraid that the soldiers who were forced to retire would gather again and commit robbery and killing again, so all retired soldiers from other places had their household registration books stamped with a red seal, prohibiting them from entering any prefecture capital within three years.

"Master, He Kuang is in charge of Beigao Mansion. Lu Xi has also made a record of this. Everyone has strictly carried out your orders." Gui Wenbin understood what he meant and hurriedly assured that the people who scouted the area last night were definitely not those retreating soldiers.

"That's good, that's good." To be honest, he was really afraid that such a situation would happen, so the people he sent to various prefectures to supervise the matter were those who had always been by his side and were originally the official guards.

"Madam, please take the child and go ahead and wait for your husband at the Beixu County Posthouse." Yang Biao returned to the room and said to Xia Weiwei, who was sitting at the dressing table and having her hair combed by a maid.

"Husband, if you have something to do in Sang County, I will wait for you here and we can go together." This was a rare time for the two of them to be alone. She didn't want to be separated from Yang Biao, so she let Jinrong and Hongling go out first.

"Okay," seeing that she had no jewelry on her head, Yang Biao walked over and wanted to pick out some hairpins for her to wear.

"Husband," just as Yang Biao leaned over to choose jewelry for her, she hugged him. She was very happy to be able to spend these six days together, and she didn't want to waste it.

"Madam, you rest here. I'll go take care of things first and come back to find you." The two of them had experienced many exciting exercises. Yang Biao heard some noise coming from the next room. Is someone coming back?

"Yeah," she was a little tired and felt like she had collapsed into a pile of mud. She closed her eyes and nodded shyly.

"My husband will leave first, so Madam, please rest here for a while." Yang Biao helped her put on her clothes to prevent the three Zhuo Qiu brothers from coming into the room to play with her and seeing her lying naked on the bed.

"Master, they are coming." Yang Biao was standing on a big tree opposite the rice merchant waiting for those people. Gui Wenbin asked him not to make a sound.

"Hand over your belongings quickly. I promise that nothing will happen to you. Otherwise..." In order to show the powerful fighting strength of his side, the leader casually threw a hidden weapon and broke the window frame not far away.

"Hey, friends, who are you from?" Seeing that he frightened people with his attack, Gui Wenbin, with a mask on his face, came over with five skilled men.

"Friend, please give me a favor, we are all in the same boat." They were all robbers, so the leader lowered his posture and said, "Don't block the way to his fortune."

"Who the hell is the same as you? Get out of here!" Huang Songyuan, who was wearing a veil, was furious as he really thought he was a robber like them.

"Friends, while I'm still willing to talk to you in a nice way, please give me some face and stop here." His words made the people here furious. The leader calmed his men. Everyone was here to make money, not to lose their lives. It's better to avoid things that would hurt both sides as much as possible.

"Hmph, we don't like to give face to others. We only like to speak with strength." A bunch of rats, he really thinks he is so powerful, Huang Songyuan sneered.

"How ridiculous!" What a shameless person! The leader got angry when he heard what he said, and swung his knife at them. There were only six people on the other side, and there were thirty-six people on his side. He persuaded them in a gentle manner, and they really thought they were afraid of him.

The others thought the same, and they all prepared to fight six people against one person, and they surrounded him with six people.

"Come on!" Gui Wenbin shouted coldly, and cut off his sword with one sword, and the remaining force also affected his chest. The leader stared at his bleeding chest with a look of disbelief.

Gui Wenbin killed him with one sword. The other five people who were besieging him wanted to escape, but he was killed one by one with his quick eyes and hands.

He stepped forward to search the six people lying on the ground, and found nothing on them except banknotes and small change. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that the six people all had pinky rings on their little fingers, so he took them off and put them in his arms.

In the face of absolute strength, all tactics and techniques are in vain. Gui Wenbin and his men killed the bandits one by one with overwhelming advantage and flew away.

The guards of the rice merchant stood there in bewilderment, looking at the thirty-six robbers lying dead on the ground. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what was going on. "Do these two groups have a grudge against each other?"

"Stupid, it's obvious they don't know each other."

"Of course I know. I meant it might be a feud between the two sects..." With so many people dead, this matter must be reported to the head of the family to see if it needs to be reported to the police.

"Master, those people all wear pinky rings like this on their little fingers." Yang Biao was waiting on horseback at the door, and Gui Wenbin handed him all the pinky rings he had received.

"What is the relationship between these people and the Duke of Anguo?" Yang Biao carefully examined these rings and found that they were exactly the same as the rings he intercepted last time.

"Unfortunately, they only have some banknotes and small change on them. Other than that, they don't have any documents to prove their identity." Huang Songyuan said, and then he and everyone else handed him the things they got from the corpse.

"These people are not short of money," Yang Biao fell into deep thought as he looked at the large banknotes he had handed over. They had money in their hands, but they were still engaged in robbery and murder, and they chose to do it in broad daylight.

"In broad daylight?" Yang Biao thought about this question while riding. It was not until he returned to the inn that he thought that they might have deliberately created panic in the north.

"Huang Songyuan, Wei Ying, you two have been following them for a day. Do you know the specific gathering place of those people?" He wanted to go and take a look, maybe he could find a clue.

These people all wore the same pinky ring, so it was definitely an organized crime.