The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

What a familiar recipe!

Isn't this the classic line from the bandit robbery in the TV series?

The other bandits raised their machetes in unison and stared fiercely at the exiles.

Seeing this, the prisoners were a little frightened and screamed while holding the empty bundles on their backs.

"Ah, bandits! We encountered bandits!"

"Ouch! What can I do? Officers, help me!"

"Oh, oh, oh, even though every day is very difficult and painful to death, I still want to live!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu now I feel that eating Wo Wo Tou every day is not so difficult."

......

The prisoners scurried away with their heads in their hands, making the big men with their faces covered laughed.

"Brother, look at how embarrassed they are."

"Yes, yes, hahaha, he, they, are very, very afraid of me, our eldest brother."

"Humph, of course. Looking at the big knives we are holding, they are scared out of their wits. They are really hopeless, hahaha."

Looking at the prisoners who were extremely panicked, running around with their heads in their hands, and screaming, some were even so scared that they peed their pants. The officers were so angry that they whipped them hard with their whips.

"Run, run, run! What's the point of running! You're all broke and you can't get a single penny out of your body after a full search, so you're still afraid of bandits robbing you? Bandits are just afraid of you, okay!"

Hey, the officials were right!

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They didn't have any valuables on them. The officials and the prisoners who had money on them were worried!

They don't have a single coin on them, and at most they have a few hard-boiled wafers they've saved. What are they afraid of!

After thinking this way, most of the prisoners felt a little calmer and were no longer as panicked as before. They huddled behind the officers and looked at the big men with their faces covered.

Several officials, including Wang Datou and Meng Liang, stood in front of the team. Wang Datou pulled out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at several big men with masked faces, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Do you know who we are?"

"I don't know. This can't be used as food. We know what you are doing!" The leading man rolled his eyes at Wang Datou.

"Humph!" Wang Datou snorted coldly. "Have you seen the official uniforms we are wearing! We are official servants, the ones appointed by the emperor to escort prisoners. If you want to rob, don't look at who we are! If you dare to rob the emperor's people, will you give up your life? I I advise you to get out of the way quickly, otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude.”

"Officer, official!" one of the stuttering big men repeated, his eyes wide open and a look of horror on his face. He looked at the leading big man and stammered, "Boss, boss, he, they are official servants. We, we want, do we want to retreat?"

Several other big men with masked faces also looked at the leading man.

"Retreat! We are all going to starve to death. No matter who they are, let's survive first!" The leading man turned his head and said to his men in a voice that he thought was small.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuyan understood clearly.

These few are completely fake, and the bandits working with Huawu Village are not them at all.

After Feng Jiuyan confirmed their identities, she no longer wanted to stand on the car's shaft and watch. She sat directly on the car's shaft, dangling her legs on the car's shaft board and swinging her legs leisurely.

Seeing Feng Jiuyan's leisurely and relaxed attitude, Song Ning felt that the tight string in her heart relaxed a little for some reason.

"Sister Feng, why do I feel that those bandits are a little weird? It seems that they are not real bandits, but rather..." Song Ning frowned and thought hard. What words should be used to describe them.

"They are refugees." Feng Jiuyan said calmly.

"Yes! They are refugees! They don't look like real bandits anyway. Their eyes are not as fierce as those of bandits." Song Ning nodded vigorously, completely agreeing with Feng Jiuyan's guess.

She was a little curious, "But, Sister Feng, how are you sure they are not bandits?"

Hearing this, Song Chen also looked at Feng Jiuyan with some curiosity, wanting to hear her speculation.

After all, it was Feng Jiuyan who said it. If she said that the masked men were not real bandits, but refugees, then they must be refugees.

"Look," Feng Jiuyan stretched out his hand and pointed at a few places. "The big men with their faces in front of them are wearing clothes with a few patches. Looking at them walking a little frivolously, they are obviously hungry for a few days. Damn it. Finally, the way you look at them, after hearing that they were official officers, some of them began to retreat.

A real bandit will not consider whether the other party is an official or a civilian. Their goal is to grab something, regardless of who is being robbed. If they were really that afraid of trouble, they wouldn't be able to become bandits. "

"Yes, yes, what Sister Feng said is absolutely true. Let me just say, when I looked at them, I wasn't scared at all. That's it!"

The prisoners huddled next to Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart also heard the conversation between Feng Jiuyan and Song Ning. They stretched out their hands to pat their chests and breathed a sigh of relief. They were not as nervous as they were just now.

They had some silver on them, and they were originally walking in front of the team, but after a few big men with their faces jumped out from the roadside, they were worried that their money would be robbed, so they secretly took advantage of the chaos and ran to the back of the team.

Considering that Feng Jiuyan's skills were very good, they simply gathered next to Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart. They felt that what Feng Jiuyan's family owned was a donkey cart, and the first thing the bandits must have noticed was the donkey cart. It is very likely that they will be busy searching the donkey cart and ignore them, so that they may escape and save the money they carry.

Therefore, some prisoners gathered near Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart.

In front, the leading man with a masked face took a horse stance and waved the machete in his hand, "If you are wise, hand over the valuable things you have on you, otherwise, huh, don't blame us for being rude!"

Because he moved too fast and his lower body was unstable, his body was a little wobbly.

The subordinates behind the masked leader also echoed, "There's still food! Hand over the food, or I'll make you look good!"

"Yes, yes, eat, hand over the food, no, otherwise I will make you take a good look at it!"

Several people also imitated the leader with his face covered, and stood on horseback, waving the sword in his hand vigorously. He moved too fast and used too much force, and a big man with a masked face staggered forward. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and stuck the knife in his hand on the ground, barely holding himself steady.

This caused the prisoners to burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, you dare to imitate others and become bandits. Go back home and don't make people laugh."

"Hahaha, I'm so happy. I thought my life was going to be decided today. I didn't expect a group of parallel importers to come."

"Hehehe, go home and practice quickly before going out to rob, so as not to be laughed at."

"Brother, go back quickly. Your mother is calling you to go home for dinner."