"Who are you? This is the important place of Guangyuan Trading. Are you not afraid of being captured by the government when you break into this place?"

"This old boy is the general manager of Guangyuan Trading." At this time, no one answered Uncle Zhang's words, but someone in the crowd recognized his identity.

With a faint smile, Uncle Zhang tidied up his long gown with a conceited look, cleared his throat, and prepared to scold these people.

"It's a damn thing that made me line up for a long time."

"If you fuck him, don't keep your word, do you think of your brothers as fools?"

"Bao Ju, Bao Ju, torture him to death."

As he shouted, a group of people rushed up instantly, put away the sword, but punched him.

Uncle Zhang was instantly submerged in the tide of people, leaving only a miserable howling sound. After half a minute, the howling sound turned into a low moan.

At the same time, more than 20 Guangyuan Trading stores were attacked by angry players and robbed.

Of course, all of the gold equipment is hidden in the backyard of the shop or in the warehouse of the yamen gate, and there is no big loss.

But even so, it is enough to make a man like God jump and furious.

But the players in their rage knew the rules of each main city, which were quick to impact, grab, and escape faster. By the time the yamen runners arrived, there were no more players on the entire street.

The man like a god didn't know the angering post on the Wushen Forum at this time. He roared loudly and ordered all subordinates to go out and check it out, but where is the other small website on the Wushen Forum? It was destined that he could not find anything.

A god-like man had no choice but to instruct his subordinates to try to shrink, temporarily protect the store, and speed up the transportation of inventory weapons and equipment.

After all, the losses of each store are small, and if the system determines that the level is reduced, it will be more than worth the loss.

Just as the god-like man was in a state of anxiety, Ye Cheng, with monk Jing'se' and others, was already waiting in the famous mountain a hundred miles north of Yan'men Pass.

This is the largest small mountain range in the vicinity, and it may not count in the Central Plains, but this is the "Mongolian" ancient grassland. There is a mountain range on the plain grassland, which is already a rare sight.

Squeak!

On the far horizon, a team of horses was moving slowly.

Looking at these ancient vehicles, everyone really felt like they were traveling back.

The carriages were loaded with various tied animal skins, with more than a hundred vehicles, but only more than twenty people were escorted.

Wan National Park has just been launched and is still a pilot project, so the escort agencies in the World of Martial God do not have any stations outside the border, and it is even more impossible to accept any tasks.

There is only one road leading to the Central Plains of the Mongolian Grassland, which is to pass through Yanmen Pass and then transfer to Wan National Park.

This is a path that only existed for half a month. Later, due to the prosperity of Wan National Park, the transportation routes to various countries gradually increased, and this place was gradually abandoned.

"Twenty-four people, they don't seem to have very high levels." Looking at the player escorting goods in the distance, quit

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The owner of the bar 12'seman' said excitedly.

Ye Cheng could not detect the level of these people at this time, after all, the "Qi-Looking Technique" also has a distance limit.

"The Deep Blue trick really hurts, not only did it cause more than 20 Guangyuan Commercial stores to be robbed and smashed, but the players who were escorted alone have transferred more than 200 people in the past few days." Taoist Master Shenxu was also impressed and was overwhelmed. When he was responsible for inquiring, he no longer had hope.

Five people attacked more than 200 people, and even if they were all "Five Great Masters", they could not withstand the crushing of so many people.

But in just a few hours, batches of players were transferred away, and everyone's hearts became more and more relaxed.

These players are employees of Guangyuan Trading, specializing in recruiting employees in the World of Martial God. On weekdays, they upgrade and join the "Sect" sect, and all the equipment is provided by the company. Of course, the things they get belong to the company.

It can be said that this is a large treasure studio, and of course this is a department of the company.

Seeing the carriage getting closer and closer, and the flag of Guangyuan shop was hanging, Ye Cheng's lips curled up, he smiled slightly, and said, "Be careful to keep his position and prepare for attack. The first 'wave' will kill at least five people."

"no problem."

"Thanks"

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