Happy Little Scholar

When traveling for escorts all year round, you need to avoid risks reasonably and ensure the safety of goods, which requires extraordinary vision.

When he encounters bandits, he needs to make the first decision as to whether or not he can fight, how to fight, what the losses will be if he fights, and whether it is cost-effective.

After just a rough estimate of the number of these bandits, the man named Wang concluded that this group of bandits was not something they could provoke.

There are at least fifty of them in number. If more than ten people on my side want to fight against them, they will be unable to do so...

As for Brother Li and his lovely wives, there is even less hope.

He first looked at the brothers beside him and told them not to act rashly. Then he looked at Li Yi and said, "Brother Li, money is something external to the body. Losing money can avoid disaster. Life is important."

Lao Fang looked at the thieves outside, his eyes gleaming, and he rubbed his hands, as if he couldn't wait.

The man surnamed Wang hurriedly pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't be impulsive!"

Although he knew that the brother surnamed Fang had some strength, he couldn't compete with ten. He was no match for these bandits!

This roadside teahouse is located at the intersection of three official roads. There is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going on weekdays. Many people choose to have a cup of tea and rest here, so the guests in the teahouse are not few.

Unexpectedly, just drinking tea on the roadside would encounter bandits. Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Seeing the ferocious look of the group on the opposite side, they could only follow his instructions. The men stood on the right, and the women stood on the left. Take out some silver items and put them on the table in the middle.

For a time, the teahouse was immediately divided into three groups of people.

One group is naturally the bandits blocking the door, the other group is the obedient guests, and the last group is Li Yi and others sitting peacefully in the teahouse drinking tea.

After the man surnamed Wang and others stood up, they discovered that Li Yi and the others were still sitting there. Not only that, the female relatives inside were still talking in low voices, without even looking here, and seemed not to take these bandits seriously at all. What it looks like inside...

"Brother Fang, Brother Li..." The man surnamed Wang said anxiously, trying to pull Lao Fang up.

The bandit leader naturally noticed these two tables, looked inside the teahouse, stood up immediately, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He didn't expect to meet so many rare and beautiful people in this teahouse. He walked forward quickly, but suddenly there was a "click" sound in his ears.

The man surnamed Wang's expression changed. When he pulled Brother Fang up just now, he accidentally swept the teacup off the table without pulling him.

"Walking a cup as a sign?"

The bandit leader stopped, walked over, and said angrily: "What's the matter, you still want to take action!"

Lao Fang sat on the stool, shook his head and said, "I didn't want to do anything..."

When he saw this guy actually walking towards the second young lady and the eldest young lady, he really didn't think about taking action.

"You dare to talk back!" The bandit leader put the big knife in his hand on Lao Fang's neck in a domineering manner and said loudly: "Believe it or not, I will chop you with one knife!"

This sound was quite powerful, and many guests in the teahouse immediately turned pale.

There was a sudden chill on his neck, Lao Fang shuddered, looked at the bandit leader, and said: "Don't make trouble, chill..."

The bandit leader smiled instead of being angry, with the knife on his neck. What he was thinking about was not his head falling to the ground, but Liang. Could this guy be a fool?

Lao Fang held the blade of the knife and said, "Take it away, it's really cold..."

His knife was held by someone, and the bandit leader subconsciously wanted to withdraw it, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the knife in the big man's hand would not move at all.

Lao Fang pulled gently, and the knife was snatched from his hand. When the bandit leader was stunned, he had already put the knife on his neck.

He looked at the bandit leader and asked, "Come, feel it for yourself, is it cold or not?"

The bandit leader's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He wanted to say, "Cool, it's so damn cold. A cold neck would make his heart even colder," but he was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, this sharp knife would cut his throat. …

"Speak!" Lao Fang held the knife, drew it twice casually, and said dissatisfied: "Is it cold or not..."

A thin trace of blood immediately appeared on the bandit leader's neck.

"It's cold, it's cold, it's really cold!" The bandit leader's voice contained a cry, and because of the shaking of his throat, there were a few more blood marks on his neck.

The atmosphere was a little quiet, and then a little awkward.

The man surnamed Wang looked at this scene and doubted his own eyes.

In his opinion, it was clearly the bandit who personally delivered the knife to Brother Fang. He--was he sick?

Those who honestly offered money and property were even more stunned on the spot, somewhat confused about the situation.

At this moment, a bandit suddenly rushed in from outside, put a knife on the neck of the old man sitting furthest outside, and said loudly: "Let my boss go, or else, or I will..."

"Otherwise you will kill him?" Lao Fang looked at the sloppy old man who was captured and said, "Then you can kill him. Anyway, I am not familiar with him..."

The bandit looked at him and trembled: "You...don't think I dare not!"

"Are you ready to take action?" Lao Fang looked at him, as if he was afraid that the bandit would regret it. He swiped the knife in his hand twice more, and several more blood marks suddenly appeared on the neck of the bandit leader.

The bandit clenched his knife and said sternly: "You...don't bully others too much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his hands were empty.

When he looked again, the knife in his hand had fallen into the old man's hand.

"You said you only seek wealth and not life, but you bandits are just--not particular about it."

The sloppy old man shook his head, casually knocked the bandit unconscious with the back of his knife, wiped his neck, and said, "Besides, this knife is really cold..."

Li Yi put down his teacup and said, "Stop playing around and solve it quickly. We have to be on our way soon."

The man surnamed Wang looked at him, but he still didn't understand what he meant. Suddenly he felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and Brother Fang who was standing next to him just now had disappeared.

It wasn't until the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong came from the group of bandits that he realized and hurriedly turned his head to look.

At this time, more than ten of the dozens of bandits had fallen to the ground.

Seeing Brother Fang rushing into the crowd like a wild beast, running rampant among the bandits, and most of the people he hit fell to the ground, the man surnamed Wang opened his mouth completely.

Several bandits realized how terrifying this man was, so they avoided him from a distance and rushed toward the female family members inside.

The man surnamed Wang's expression changed, and he was about to stop him when one of the women raised her toes, and a bench flew out and hit the bandits, sending them several feet away.

Li Yi stood up, turned slightly sideways, chopped down the two bandits who were rushing towards him with two strikes, kicked them away, and turned around and said to Lao Fang: "If we delay for a while longer, we won't be able to reach Yongxian County at night..."

"okay!"

Lao Fang responded and picked up a big knife.

The remaining ten bandits were stunned when they saw this, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clang.

It's already so scary with bare hands, but if you take a knife again--isn't it fatal?

"Hero, spare your life!"

More than ten people dropped their weapons and fell to their knees with a thud.

The man surnamed Wang looked at the tragic scene on the ground, then at Brother Fang, Brother Li, the women sitting inside, the old man sitting at the table calmly drinking tea, and the bandits around him wailing and begging for mercy...

He stood there in a daze, thinking about what kind of people they had rescued in the past two days...