God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

"Brother, this is different from what we agreed!" He Xiang looked solemn, drew his sword, and looked at the figure on the high slope.

The twenty or so people behind him also drew their swords and protected Jiang Lan and his party.

These hundreds of people were divided into two camps. One was dominated by the village leaders on the high slope, with more than 80 people.

There is another one, led by He Xiang, with more than 20 people.

"What's different? Everyone does it!"

"Have you forgotten the oath you made when Qingfeng Village was founded?"

He Xiang asked.

"Of course not. I'm protecting my brothers and my family, isn't that what I'm doing? Everyone needs to eat!"

"Second brother, don't be childish. Loyalty is the most useless thing. We have all become bandits! What nonsense is loyalty? We have to eat first!"

Zeng Jian shouted angrily!

"We are righteous thieves. We agreed at the beginning to charge 30% of the toll and then escort people to the city. Later, some people even took the initiative to ask us to escort them! Our Qingfeng Village developed just now!"

He Xiang looked at this scene with sadness on his face!

The old eldest brother has changed. He enjoys the taste of power and demands more and more.

From the original 30%, it increased to 50%, and later even took them all away, leaving only one life.

Gradually, those who wanted to go to the city stopped looking for them, and the village's income dropped sharply.

There are fewer and fewer people passing by here, the village cannot make ends meet, and it has even started to make plans for a village!

We are all miserable people! However, the eldest brother forgot all this and only remembered that he was the leader of Qingfeng Village, with hundreds of people under his command, and he began to act unscrupulously.

Perhaps, the eldest brother is already dead, killed by his greed...

He Xiang made a decision and his eyes became firm.

He patrolled for a week and said:

"Everyone, if anyone else agrees with my philosophy, please stand behind me!"

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and some people began to waver. A few turned around and walked behind He Xiang.

They joined Qingfeng Village in the first place because they still had a trace of conscience, but after being forced to do so, they chose to become bandits and beg for food.

"Humph, what can you get by following him? Thirty percent toll? No big fish, no meat, no drinks, and a tight life every day?"

"Then you are still a bandit! Follow me, I will take you to drink the strongest wine and play with the most beautiful girls!"

"Think about Heifeng Village. Everyone is fat and big-eared. Do they talk about their loyalty? No! Then why should we talk about it!"

As soon as these words came out, those who were still hesitant drew their swords directly and looked at He Xiang with green eyes!

These words aroused the greed in their hearts!

Zeng Jian knew very well what his second brother was like, and when he looked into that look, he understood clearly.

Second brother, you are still too naive. Only with power can you have everything. Food, money, and beauty are all at your fingertips.

This Wuyang Dynasty is just a bigger village. What is the difference between what he does and what we do? Then why can't I be the emperor?

I originally thought that you and I, brothers, would work together to conquer this world, but it seems that we have different paths after all.

That's fine, now that I've solved you, I can free my hands and expand.

Zeng Jian thought of this, raised his hand and gave an order:

"kill!"

No. 80 people around rushed forward with roars!

"Brothers, defend the enemy!" He Xiang drew his sword and led his more than twenty cronies to kill him!

Don’t forget to turn around and tell Jiang Lan and his group to escape!

"What do you say? Up?" Uncle Yan Mingsheng asked.

"Come on!", "Of course!" The father and son said in unison.

From the wooden cart, they took out wooden sticks and the three of them went to kill them.

The three of them were fast, strong, and had tricky key angles. Basically, one stick could make a robber fall to the ground and unable to stand up.

He Xiang, who was next to him, looked at the three of them, and even his 7-year-old nephew rushed over. He was indescribably moved.

He even swore that even if he risked his life, he would protect the three of them from getting hurt!

As a result, the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Those three figures, like wolves and tigers, charged into the crowd, crackling and beating, and after a while, more than a dozen people lay on the ground, wailing.

As a result, the people behind him paused in their forward momentum!

"What are you afraid of? There are three on the other side! There is also a child! He is holding a stick! Give them all to me!"

Zeng Jian was originally sitting on his horse, watching the battle below, imagining the future in his mind, but the three people who came out were indeed a bit fierce.

He no longer underestimates the enemy and plans to go into battle himself!

Holding a spear and riding a horse, he rushed forward!

The remaining people, under the leadership of the boss, regained their courage and rushed forward!

Jiang Lan swept away everyone around him with a sweeping sweep.

Zeng Jian has already arrived on horseback. Obviously, he thinks this child is the best to deal with.

Jiang Lan was not weak at all. He pole vaulted and dodged the surrounding swords.

"Die!"

Zeng Jian's gun stabbed Jiang Lan at extremely fast speed.

However, in Jiang Lan's eyes, that action was too obvious and too slow.

Jiang Lan tilted his head to avoid the sharp edge, and grabbed the barrel of the gun with one free hand.

With a burst of force, Zeng Jian was pulled off his horse.

With the other hand, he picked up the stick and gave it a beating.

The force was muffled, and Zeng Jian's screams stopped the battle.

The younger brothers looked at the boss, who couldn't survive a single round, so he fell on the ground and was beaten by the child.

He was beaten so hard that he screamed, but he still dared to resist.

After losing his sword, he squatted down with his head in his hands, just hoping for his life.

Jiang Zhan and Yan Mingsheng next to them were fighting vigorously. After all, even they didn't expect that they were so powerful.

One person can kill indiscriminately in the crowd, and those actions are clearly seen by the two of them. They can block and dodge without any injuries.

The gang of gangsters were defeated and defeated.

"I'll go, it's too strong. Boss He, why didn't you tell me earlier that your relatives are so strong?"

Xiaohu said while looking at the messy battlefield in front of him.

He had just fought a man and the battle was over.

The brothers at the back didn't even meet their opponents. When it was their turn, everyone on the other side crouched in defense with their heads in their hands.

I was stunned and completely confused about the situation. Fortunately, there were witnesses who witnessed the whole process and started to popularize the knowledge.

"Yes, yes, why do we need to protect him? Look at that kid, he knocked Boss Zeng off his horse in just a few clicks."

"Fortunately, we chose Boss He. There are only a hundred of us, but we still want to kidnap these three heroes. I'm afraid we will be like Boss Zeng, lying on the ground and howling!"

"That's right, Boss He has a sharp eye. Even his 7-year-old nephew is so strong. The other two heroes can knock us down with just three strikes, five divided by two."

"Yes, I just saw..."

There was a lot of discussion behind, and He Xiang was in a mess in the wind.

We thought it was a brutal battle, but in the end, our side didn't even suffer any damage. We sent out two large, one small, and three combat forces, which frightened the No. 80 man on the opposite side.

He himself didn't know that his in-laws were so powerful. When his sister chose Jiang Zhan, he looked down on her.

Now he had to admit that his sister still had high standards!

Jiang Lan had already stopped and turned to look at his uncle: "Uncle, how do you fix this?"

Only then did He Xiang come back to his senses.