After tidying up a little, the four of them walked back. They left Bottle Mountain on the raft.
By the time Wei Chuan brought the three brothers to the mortuary, more than an hour had passed.
The sky was completely bright, and a tragic scene was imprinted in their eyes.
(I don't dare to write a bugle call or anything... There was not much to write about the gunfight... Everyone can understand that I am afraid that the supreme will of the River Crab God will descend. Recently, many people had their balls crushed by God River Crab.）
All he could see were broken limbs, and a thick smell of blood and burning entered his nose.
Looking around, the previously flat mountain path had long been devastated. There were craters and gravel everywhere.
The mortuary had long been reduced to ruins. There was no longer a house left standing.
Even the small forest beside the mortuary was not as green as before. There were only countless fallen trees and flames that had yet to burn out.
At first glance, it really looked like it had been bombed.
The battlefield was like this, so the casualties were naturally extremely heavy.
With just a cursory glance, he could see dozens of slightly charred corpses.
Judging from the clothes on the corpses, most of them were Ma Zhenbang's men, but Xie Ling and Old Crooked Luo's men had also fallen quite a few.
After all, Ma Zhenbang and his gang were not to be trifled with. It was impossible for them to stand there and not fight back.
Just as Wei Chuan and the other three were walking towards the mortuary, a few people ran out from the mountain paths on both sides, holding guns in their hands.
"So it's the few masters who are searching for gold and moving mountains…"
Seeing that it was Wei Chuan's group, the leader heaved a sigh of relief. He put down his hunting rifle and said,"
"Everyone, we will always put our heads in the mortuary. You can go in by yourself. We still have to patrol the surroundings, so it's not convenient for us to send you off.”
"It's fine. Go ahead and do your work."
Wei Chuan nodded and continued walking forward.
Along the way, there were soldiers under the command of the Mountain-Lifting Strongman and Old Crooked Luo who greeted Wei Chuan respectfully.
They must have known that Wei Chuan had sent them the letter. Otherwise, Ma Zhenbang would have probably asked them to stay.
Walking into the mortuary…No, at this moment, the mortuary was only left with piles of charred wood.
In the center of the memorial hall, a few small tents were set up.
Under the lead of a Mountain-Lifting Warrior, Wei Chuan and the other three entered the largest tent.
There were only three people there: Blackie, Chen Yulou, and Old Crooked Luo.
Chen Yulou and Old Crooked Luo were sitting on the chairs with tired faces, but they were smiling.
The Chen family was a bandit. When had they ever been treated as a piece of fat meat by others? This might be the first time. Old crooked Luo and Ma Zhenbang were sworn enemies. Sooner or later, they would have to fight to the death.
With this great victory, the two of them were naturally incomparably comfortable in their hearts.
Only Little Black was casually leaning against the corner of the tent with a mischievous smile on his face. He was wearing sunglasses, and it was unknown whether he was smiling or sleeping.
Just as Wei Chuan led Zhe Gushao and the other two into the tent, Chen Yulou stood up from his chair. Old Crooked Luo was also stunned, but his face immediately turned warm.
This time, they owed Wei Chuan their lives.
"Brother Wei, dao brother, you've all come out. I was just thinking of getting the kidnapper to pick you up.”
"Brother Wei Chuan, you've helped me a lot this time. I must treat you to a drink when we get back! He really did not expect…That Yang guy actually wanted to sell me, damn it…"
"You're welcome. I'm just passing on a message." Wei Chuan shook his head and smiled. He continued,""On the other hand, Luo Shuai, you should treat your subordinates better in the future. If there is a next time…That won't be easy."
"Sigh, I, Old Luo, am just a rough person.”
"I really didn't expect Little Yang to sell me and Brother Boss. I still treat him as my second-in-command.”
"When I first came out to make a living, didn't I go through the same thing? He had to endure being beaten and scolded. Who didn't have a time to be a waiter? If you don't have the ability, then you deserve to be beaten and starved! Damn it…Isn't he just a regiment commander? After I, Old Luo, finish this trip, won't Little Yang be able to join a regiment as well…"
"Hey, Commander Luo, Brother Wei and the others have just left the mountain. They must be tired. Let them rest for a while.”Chen Yulou interrupted when he saw that Old Crooked Luo couldn't stop talking.
"Yes, yes, Brother Boss is right. Brother Wei, Brother Zhe Gushao, please sit down!”
Hearing Chen Yulou's words, Old Crooked Luo quickly nodded.
Wei Chuan did not say much and sat down with Zhe Gushao and the other two.
In fact, he could see that crooked old man Luo still had some feelings for Deputy Yang, and Deputy Yang also had the same feelings for crooked old man.
They had fought together for three years. How could they not have feelings for each other?
It was just that crooked old man Luo always put what he thought was right on others. If he met someone who was also a thug, he would not accept crooked old man.
However, Deputy Yang had been educated since he was young. He might not be able to take it if he was scolded and beaten in front of so many subordinates.
However, in this world, there was nothing much to say. Regardless of whether they were good or bad, they all had their own friends. He couldn't care less about Old Crooked Luo and Adjutant Yang's good or bad.
"Everyone, I've already ordered people to go to Bottle Mountain to transport the gold and jade. We can return after noon."
"There's no place to go in this desolate mountain. Everyone, please follow me back to the Tan Family Village to rest for a while. This time, everyone has helped us remove the mountain ridge, so we have to thank you.”
"I've discussed it with Commander Luo. If there are any funerary objects that you like, no matter how many, you can just take them away. If you don't like funerary objects, my Tan family still has many high-quality herbs and rare pearl recipes that have been preserved for a long time. I can give them to you!”
After a short rest, Chen Yulou's voice rang out again.
Wei Chuan and Zhe Gushao looked at each other. Both of them were tempted and agreed.
"Alright, sorry to bother you, Chief Chen.”
One could never complain about having too many treasures. If he could find some pill formulas for spirit pills…Then he wouldn't have to buy it from the system anymore!
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