Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

A man's grinning voice came from behind.Recommended [Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network]:
"Fifth Brother, I'll send you away for 1 taels of silver."

Another man who looked very much like a scholar came out, holding a fan in his hand, looking very coquettish.

"Brother, 1 taels is so much, of course I'm jealous."

It is really surprising that no one would have thought that this scholar would be the boss of this gang of horse thieves. [

The man called Fifth Brother also had a loud voice, which made Ye Wushang frown.

"This carriage looks so ordinary, but it's worth 1 taels. It must be a rich owner."

The talented man shook his fan and analyzed slowly, but there was a light in his eyes that could not be ignored.

"Brother is right, grandma, you dare to deceive me."

This rough man looked like he had no brains, and he was holding a pair of axes in his hands, which looked very powerful.

Facing the coachman, he waved it heavily, and saw a few people with high martial arts skills jumping out of the surrounding immediately.

It was the person who secretly protected Ye Wushang, and also the few people left along the way.

The man with the giant ax was startled by the men who came suddenly, and he cursed after he woke up.

"So there are bodyguards. It seems that the people in the carriage are really rich."

The man with the giant ax swung a pair of axes to meet him, ignoring the people around him, dancing like sand and stones.

Those who can follow Ye Wushang's side are naturally top experts.

The man with the giant ax looked like the kind of person with brute force, but after a few blows, the man with the giant ax was kicked and flew away.

The huge body trembled, and eight people surrounded the carriage, like messengers in the dark night, carrying a dangerous aura.

"I can't tell, the people in this carriage are quite unusual."

The scholar man spoke again, but what he said was so certain.

"Brother, let me meet."

Another man came out on a horse. This man gave the impression of being very obscene, but at the moment his eyes seemed to have two brushes.

In his hand was an iron chain, which looked cold and mighty.

He went towards the man closest to the carriage, only heard a cold snort, and the dark guard met the man. [

"Let's not wait any longer, let's all go."

The scholar shook his fan, jumped up from the horse, and walked towards the carriage with his hands shaped like eagle claws.