I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 184 Too Professional!

Whether the Freemasonry can develop into a "mafia" in the future, and whether Wei Changtian can become the "underground godfather" in Shuzhou is still unknown, but the Perak Gate will indeed be destroyed today.

In a quarter of an hour.

Under the leadership of a few fifth rank masters, hundreds of Freemasons broke through the defense line and rushed into the entrance of Thunderbolt Gate, and there was another fierce battle immediately.

Fighting hastily, coupled with the lack of top-notch combat power, the people of Thunderbolt Gate resisted for a while and finally gradually lost. A large number of gang members turned their heads and fled, but they were ambushed by the Freemasons in the forest before they ran far. People stop and kill.

Screams echoed in Jiguan Mountain, and the scene of corpses scattered across the field was as bloody and terrifying as purgatory.

Under such heavy pressure, except for a small number of bloody men who were still fighting to the death, most of the people from Thunderbolt Gate were unwilling to die in vain after all, and they all abandoned their swords and wanted to surrender.

And Chu Xianping's way of dealing with these people is also very simple.

Want to surrender? Can.

Go and kill those who don't want to surrender first.

This request was a little too much, but most people didn't care about the loyalty of Rivers and Lakes in order to survive, and turned their swords to rebel on the spot, and raised their swords to chop off their companions' heads.

One second he was a comrade-in-arms, the next he became an enemy.

Although this kind of grass is undoubtedly despised by people, they have greatly shortened the battle time, and also greatly reduced the battle damage on the Freemason side.

Another quarter of an hour later, the sound of fighting gradually subsided, and a gang fire involving nearly a thousand people on both sides finally came to an end.

Dead bodies lay everywhere on the top of Jiguan Mountain, and the bloody smell soaring into the sky was extremely pungent.

The Freemasons carried out the aftermath work in an orderly manner, with a very clear division of labor, obviously having a set of rules different from the general Rivers and Lakes gangs.

Make up the knife, heal the wound, and search... After a lot of tossing, someone immediately came to report the situation to Wei Changtian and Chu Xianping.

"Young Master Wei, the rudder master."

The visitor stood in front of the horse, his body stained with a lot of blood.

"Except for those who have surrendered, there are no survivors left and right in Thunderbolt Gate. More than a hundred of the brothers died, and dozens of others were seriously injured. I'm afraid they won't be able to recover."

"The money bank of the Thunderbolt Gate has been found. In addition, we also found a dungeon in which hundreds of people were imprisoned. Most of them were women. They should all be kidnapped by the Thunderbolt Gate to the mountain."

After listening to the general situation, Chu Xianping just nodded and said "Got it", without giving specific instructions on what to do next.

After all, several forces have already been wiped out, and the subordinates are very clear about how to deal with the aftermath.

"My lord, it should be safer inside now."

Pointing to the mountain gate engraved with the word "Thunderbolt", Chu Xianping turned his head and asked Wei Changtian, "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Well, let's go."

Wei Changtian didn't care about this, and after getting off his horse, he walked into the blood-stained mountain gate together with Chu Xianping.

Similar to the bandit dens shown in TV dramas, Thunderbolt Gate's lair is built on the hillside. It's not too big, but it's definitely not small either.

The trembling captives had long been stripped of their weapons, and they all stood together with their upper body bare, surrounded by dozens of vicious men guarding them.

One after another, dead bodies were dragged around on the ground, placed on the east and west sides.

The corpses piled up in the hill to the east are people from Thunderbolt Gate, and they will dig a random hole to bury them later.

The ones neatly placed in the west are people from the Masonic Society, who must be taken back for a proper burial.

In addition, there are several wooden tables in the open space, and the people sitting behind the tables are all wearing long robes.

"Brother Chu, what are these people doing?"

Seeing those people taking out pens, inks, papers and inkstones, as well as booklets from the boxes they carried with them, Wei Changtian couldn't help being curious.

"My lord, they are specially in charge of statistics."

Chu Xianping explained in detail:

"This is responsible for the statistics of military exploits. The head is used as evidence to facilitate future rewards."

"This one is in charge of counting the brothers who were killed and injured in battle. The dead are twenty taels per person. If there are any family members left, they will be sent to their family members. If not, a better coffin will be bought."

"That one is in charge of counting those who surrendered, and that one is in charge of counting the looted money"

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Good guy, why don't you start a statistics company here? ? ?

This is the underworld, boss, is it really necessary to be so professional? !

Wei Changtian was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.

"Brother Chu, I'm afraid even soldiers can't do this."

"Young master, there is no such thing as a circle without rules."

Chu Xianping said seriously: "Set rules for them earlier, so that they will not become a bunch of mobs in the future, and only then can we help you accomplish great things."

Do big things? What am I going to do?

This level of rebellion is needed!

"Brother Chu, you really think of me."

Wei Changtian said "praise" helplessly, no longer entangled with this issue, but followed Chu Xianping to the money bank at Thunderbolt Gate.

There are indeed a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, but there is nothing else.

Of course Wei Changtian looked down on these belongings, but he finally understood why Chu Xianping never asked him for money.

Just one thunderbolt door has a family property of tens of thousands of taels of silver.

The Freemasonry has now wiped out six such gangs, and at least it has robbed hundreds of thousands of taels

You must know that Chen Bo told himself before that the gross profit of all the industries in Shuzhou sub-rudder of Xuanjing Division is only 100,000 taels a year!

Not to mention those small merchants and hawkers who work from dawn to dusk and farmers who work hard in the fields.

This f*ck really complied with that sentence - killing and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses.

Not finding any treasures, Wei Changtian soon lost interest.

After coming out of the money bank, the corpses in the open space were almost processed, and there were long queues in front of the wooden tables, and it was obvious that various statistical work had already started.

Men carrying heads, trembling captives, boxes of silver ingots.

Among the several teams, one was particularly conspicuous, because most of the people lining up were women in scantily clad clothes.

It should be those ordinary people who were taken captive to the mountain by the Thunderbolt Gate.

Needless to say what these women suffered in the Thunderbolt Gate, some still know how to cover the key parts of the body with remnants of clothes, while some have long been numb like walking dead, allowing large areas of skin to be exposed to the public at will.

Wei Changtian seems to feel only sad in this scene, other people may have different ideas, but at least they will restrain their eyes and try not to look in that direction.

Perhaps this is also one of the rules Chu Xianping established.

"Ugh"

Sighing, Wei Changtian casually asked as he walked out, "Brother Chu, what will these common people do?"

"Give them some clothes, write down their names and let them go."

Chu Xianping replied truthfully: "After that, whether they live or die has nothing to do with the Freemasonry."

It can be regarded as the best of benevolence.

Wei Changtian nodded and didn't speak any more, and continued walking towards the mountain gate without stopping.

However, at the next moment, he and Chu Xianping suddenly stopped at the same time.

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"what is it call?"

"Wang, Wang Gan."

"Hmm? Are you the head of the escort?"

"Okay, hero, you, you know me?"

"Boss Wang? Is it really you? Didn't you die while walking the darts three years ago?!"

"Well, it's a long story. For the past three years, I have been imprisoned on Jiguan Mountain."

Speaking of which, the ragged man seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked in an extremely excited trembling voice:

"This, this brother, do you know if my wife and children are safe?!"

"My, my family lives in Fulu Lane, Mrs. Li, named Suyue."

(end of this chapter)