From Bianliang to Yanzhou, Chen Buer's original plan was to arrive in three days, but he walked for seven days on the way.

It is because of those three marching bottles that the marching force has really become a traveler. It is not like fighting, but more like traveling slowly.

However, after all, I persevered.

People, after crossing a limit, their potential is endless.

Look at the endless mountains in front of you, Pan Mingguang, Zhu Lichen, and Du Zongzhe all recovered and began to be excited again.

"Brother Seven, is this Lushan? That..."

Chen Buer was also observing the surrounding environment.

"Yes, this is Lushan. My uncle was attacked by bandits here. When he entered this mountain, danger would come at any time. I advise you to take a detour to Jeju, and then we will meet in Dengzhou."

"No, our brothers share the blessings and share the same difficulties. If you leave, there are only a few little thieves, and I don't believe that Mr. Pan will not kill them!"

Seeing Pan Mingyue's aggressive look, Chen Buer laughed and pointed to a carriage behind him:

"You guys should go into the carriage. This is not only safer, but also a guest star. We are going to buy goods. How can we do without the carriage?"

When Zhu Lichen heard this, he was the first to jump onto the carriage.

"Brother Seven, our lives are in your hands, so we must protect you."

Chen Buer threw three bulletproof vests and three steel helmets, "Let's say nothing, put them on. This thing can save your life at critical moments."

After saying that, he also put on a steel helmet and sorted out the anti-theft suit on his body, "You guys check your weapons."

The thin man shouted beside him: "Young master, don't worry, we not only carry our backs, but also the bundles that are hanging immediately are all weapons. As long as the bandits appear, we will be sure to be back and forth."

Chen Buer turned around and saw these subordinates armed to the teeth, and shouted:

"Then go into the mountain and kill these bastards!"

A team of more than 20 people penetrated into the vast mountain of Lu.

The mountain road was easier to walk at the beginning, but as I walked, the mountain began to steeper. Since more than ten Chen Jinbai were attacked and wiped out by bandits, there were even fewer travelers on this official road, and it was rare to encounter some on the road.

When they saw Chen Buer and his group, they all looked alert and were unsheathed.

Every time Huang Liu takes the lead, waving the "Scenery" flag in his hand to make the other party feel at ease.

But everyone was on guard for a day and did not encounter the so-called bandits when they arrived at the inn in the mountains. This made Chen Buer worried. Could these bandits not come, right?

During dinner, Chen Buer looked at the black outside, and his mind was full of question marks:

"Twenty, come here."

"Young Master, you call me?"

"Did the person who followed us keep following us? Will they get lost? Or have they not followed us?"

Huang Ershi patted his chest: "Don't worry, my master, my tail is always following me, and after entering Lushan, there were only two of the original four tails left. I'm afraid the other two are going to inform me."

Chen Buer nodded with the teacup, thinking about something.

Zhu Lichen was calling over there:

"Brother Qi, this inn is too bad. There are only some cooking cakes and soup cakes, not even wine. My mouth fades out of my mouth. Come and think of a solution."

Chen Buer stood up and cursed:

"Damn, I'm your nanny. If you don't have anything to eat, I'll be eaten by you all the way. Sooner or later, I'll be poor by you."

But even though he scolded, Chen Buer took a walk around and when he came back, he carried a few roast chickens.

"Why are you still standing there? There are still a lot of braised pork on the table in my room. I can't take it alone. You can go and get it, but you won't be allowed to drink tonight. God knows if they will attack you in the middle of the night."

Zhu Lichen rushed to the room with a strange cry, and soon he took out a lot of roast chicken.

"Come on, Fatty, Huang Yi, you guys come here and divide it. Follow Brother Qi, that's really delicious and delicious!"

After all, young people were young. When they saw the roast chicken coming, they all came forward and snatched each other, eating oily mouths.

I was happy here, but the others who were staying in the hotel next to me were upset, and they knocked on the table and started scolding:

"Hey, shopkeeper, didn't you say that the store only has some food, no meat or wine? Where did their roast chicken come from?"

"That's right, do you think we have no money? This is too partial!"

The shopkeeper was sweating profusely: "Everyone, you really wronged the old man. These roast chickens were brought by these young men themselves, not provided by our inn. Please forgive me."

"Fuck, look, their roast chicken is still steaming. You told me they brought it themselves? Are we blind?"

It was still cursing here, but Chen Buer had already taken out the ice cola and distributed it.

Looking at the group of young people opposite, they were having food and drinking, and they looked at the clear soup in their hands, everyone had a feeling:

I really want to lift the table!

No matter what others do, Chen Buer is, he brings the people he is closest to, so what if he takes out some good things?

Don’t forget that there are a delicacy of 6,000 taels of silver in his space hospital, and even these twenty people can’t finish it.

The inn is brightly lit and the fragrance of roast chicken drifts everywhere.

Outside the inn, the few bandits lurking in the inn could not stop their saliva.

"Brother, I, I also want to eat roasted roast chicken."

A bald bandit wiped his saliva and said with a sad face.

One-eyed dragon looked at the people in the inn with a cold look, and sneered:

"It turns out that they are a group of playboys. They don't feel at all when they die. If I had known that they would have taken action today, I would have thought they were prepared."

I didn't do it today because Cui Lin felt that the more than 20 people were not good, it was too strange and too calm.

So he decided to wait and see what the group of young people sold. After observing for a long time, the group of people ate and drank in the inn.

Yes, it was just a big drink. The can of red things must be wine in his eyes.

Could it be that Chen Buer told him that this is Ice Coke?

"Boss, do we want to act now?"

"No, there are many merchants passing by inn, most of them bring guards. Moreover, if the inn owner dares to open a shop in the mountains, the shop's staff must have the skills. We cannot let Boss Wu's people die, otherwise it will be difficult to cooperate in the future."

"What should we do?"

"When tomorrow, they will pass through the Dahu Gorge, and Chen Jinsong will die there. Let's let their uncles and nephews meet there and go to the underworld together."

"Cui Ye Yingming."

"Walk!"
Chapter completed!