If it was before.

How could Sun He listen to such threatening words.

However.

now.

Just passing through the gate of hell, Sun He knew deeply that the opponent's strength was definitely not weak, so he only made one move, and he couldn't figure out where the opponent's strength limit was at all.

If he was killed on the spot, it would be a bit wronged.

this moment.

He is scared!

. . .

"Why do you have it?" The guard looked at Wu Yuan.

See things go so far.

"Everyone do it, catch the traitor." Wu Yuan roared, he couldn't believe that so many people couldn't beat the other party, but unfortunately, no one listened at the scene.

They were brought by Sun He, not under Wu Yuan's control.

subsequently.

Then he watched helplessly as the other party walked up to Wu Yuan.

"These carts of salt will be given to the county magistrate for another position of guard." The guard pointed to the three carts full of salt bags at the gate of the yamen.

heard the words.

Wu Yuan's face changed, and after a few turns of his thoughts, he smiled a little more.

before coming.

The master was furious and insisted on arresting this person, but the county magistrate had privately ordered that if something could not be done, he could gain some benefits.

It can be described as sophisticated.

"That's all?" Wu Yuan said with some dissatisfaction.

It stands to reason.

The value of these first-class salts is actually sufficient, which can be regarded as the market price, but the other party has sold so much, and it seems that there are still a lot, so they only give a few cars.

In contrast, it is natural to strive for more.

only.

After he finished speaking, his smile stopped abruptly.

"puff!"

A dagger was pierced into his side.

Wu Yuan looked down, with disbelief in his eyes, and the people around him were a little confused, didn't they have a good conversation, why did they suddenly use the knife?

moment.

Swords were on the verge of breaking out in the government office, and it looked like a fight was about to start.

"Greed is not a good habit."

Wu Yuan was dumbfounded when a voice came from his ear.

"It's up to me how much I have. It's the market price to give you, but if you want more, it's a bit too much. For this price, I'll give you a bag of salt."

The words fell.

Someone brought out a 30-jin package of salt from the government office and threw it on the cart.

"One knife for one bag, how many more bags do you want?" A devilish voice sounded.

Wu Yuan broke into a cold sweat instantly.

My heart trembled.

ruthless!

It's so fucking cruel.

Such a lunatic, he has been like this all his life, the Ye Wu era has officially ended, and this small town has ushered in a new speaker.