The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 85: Back then, he was just a lackey, but now

"Young Master, this is the cargo list, take a look."

After a brief greeting, at Shen Yuanliang's signal, Dongmei took out a list of goods from her messenger bag, which listed the goods they were going to sell.

From oriental pearls, deer antlers, sable furs to various jewelry and so on, there is everything, which is dazzling. These are Shen Yuanliang's spoils of war, accounting for only one third of the inventory.

"We at Chen's Company want all these goods."

After a moment, Chen Qingwen took off his Western glasses, stroked his mustache, nodded and said.

After roughly estimating the value of the goods and looking at the fierce iron guards around him, Chen Qingwen was very confused, but his years of experience prevented him from showing any sign.

"Who are you? How dare you kill people from the Fuwei Escort Agency in broad daylight?"

At this moment, there was a loud commotion on the street, a chaotic noise, including the sound of swords clashing and shrill screams.

Suddenly hearing the words "Fuwei Escort Agency" and the familiar voice, Shen Yuanliang, who was sipping tea, stood up, opened the window, and looked at the fierce battle scene below.

"Captain Zheng?"

The middle-aged man wearing a soap-colored suit with the bat pattern of the Fuwei Escort Agency embroidered on the cuffs and a slightly weather-beaten face, who else could it be but Escort Chief Zheng?

On that day, Shen Yuanliang luckily hunted a large white-browed tiger. He peeled off the tiger skin and sold it to Zheng, the head of the Fuwei Escort Agency, for 180 taels of silver. Zheng had a good impression of him.

Before leaving, Escort Leader Zheng sincerely invited Shen Yuanliang to join the Fuwei Escort Agency and introduced a good future to him. Although Shen Yuanliang did not accept his kindness, he had to acknowledge this favor.

"Save Zheng and his men from Fuwei Escort Agency. Kill the rest!"

Seeing that Zheng Biaotou was about to give up, Shen Yuanliang frowned, a cold light flashed in his bright eyes, and gave instructions.

"promise!"

The Iron Guards on guard around immediately received the order, and then separated a team of people and rushed downstairs like thunder, heading straight for Zheng Biaotou who was a hundred steps away.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sharp goose-feather knife was as fast as lightning, instantly cutting through the chest and throat of the man in black, and blood gushed out, staining his throat.

In just a cup of tea, dozens of highly powerful black-clad masked men were chopped up like melons and vegetables by the twelve-man Iron Guard, and no one was left alive.

"Brother Shen?"

Zheng Biaotou and his group, who were rescued by the Iron Guard, rushed to Taibai Restaurant. When they were about to thank others for saving their lives, they looked up and saw an unexpected person, Shen Yuanliang.

On that day, Shen Yuanliang held a slightly rough jujube wood bristle and stabbed it into the other person's chest cleanly and neatly, leaving a deep impression on Zheng Biaotou.

Unexpectedly, after more than half a year, the farm boy who seemed immature and honest in the past has now become extraordinary and soared to the sky, and each of his guards is an eighth-grade master of martial arts.

As the head of the Fuwei Escort Agency, Zheng has been practicing martial arts for nearly twenty years, but he is still only at the eighth level. It is amazing how the world changes.

"Captain Zheng, what are you doing?"

Shen Yuanliang took three or two steps forward and asked with a surprised look on his face.

The Fuwei Escort Agency is the most powerful escort agency in the world of Daming Dynasty. It has a complicated network of relationships and many experts. Who is so bold as to kill people and rob goods in public?
"We don't know who they are."

"The escorted goods were delivered to the young master yesterday. Logically, no one should bother us anymore?"

Zheng Biaotou touched his head with a frown on his face, and was a little confused. However, his years of experience told him that things were not that simple.

If they were outside the city, they were escorting the goods, and there would be some reasons for others to do so, after all, there would always be bandits who would come to their door. But inside the city, in the prosperous Yuegang, everything revealed something unusual. Thinking of this, Zheng Biaotou and his group suddenly had an ominous omen in their hearts, as if something big was going to happen.

"Brother Shen, thank you for saving my life. We can only repay you another day."

"Such a big thing has happened. We have to go back and inform the chief escort."

Kneeling on one knee, Zheng Biaotou bowed and spoke very sincerely.

"How can going by land be faster than going by sea?"

"We will also take a boat back to Liaonan tomorrow morning, so you can come with me!"

Helping up Zheng Biaotou, Shen Yuanliang suggested.

Fujian Province is located in the southeast of China. It has numerous mountains and hills and a dense river network, making transportation extremely inconvenient. A distance of a hundred miles may require a detour of hundreds of miles.

It would take Zheng Biaotou and his men four or five days to get from Yuegang, Zhangzhou to Fuzhou Prefecture even if they rode horses.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Shen."

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Biaotou could only suppress his anxiety and spoke with a serious expression.

"Little brother, Chief Zheng, you two can stay at my place tonight, right?"

Chen Qingwen, the young master of the Chen family business, interrupted and said that when you are away from home, everyone is from your hometown, so you should help as much as you can.

"Young Master, we are all rough people, we can just stay in the inn for one night."

As they were both from Fuzhou, Zheng Biaotou and his men were no strangers to Chen Qingwen, the young master of the Chen family business. The goods they escorted yesterday belonged to the Chen family.

"Our Chen family has been friends with your Fuwei Escort Agency Lin family for many years. Why are you being so polite to me?"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Chen Qingwen laughed and said without any doubt.

The moonlight is like water, in the east wing of the Chen family villa.

"Master, those masked men in black during the day should be from the underworld."

"The moves are gorgeous, and each one contains the charm of Taoism. Unlike the military, which is simple and plain, if you can use one move, you won't use the second one."

Bai Dazhuang, a sturdy man dressed in black, scratched his head and spoke in a muffled voice.

Bai Dazhuang was one of the first servants to join the Shen family. After eight or nine months, he studied hard and practiced diligently, and now he has become a seventh-rank master in martial arts and a leader in the Iron Guard.

"Human?"

Holding his chin, Shen Yuanliang frowned and thought under the bright candlelight.

Could it be that the Qingcheng Sect has already taken action for the Lin family's Sword Manual of Exorcism, and wants to clip the wings of the Fuwei Escort Agency in advance?
After awakening his innate wisdom, Shen Yuanliang was pushed forward step by step, from Yongning City to Liaodong Peninsula. All he saw was the world outside the Great Wall. As for the Fuwei Escort Agency, he had long forgotten about it.

In the past, facing the unaffordable Fuwei Escort Agency, the newly recruited Shen Yuanliang was like a minion. Now, he is the actual ruler of the entire Liaodong Peninsula, with an army of 100,000 and three to four million people under his command.

In just over half a year, the status of the two has changed dramatically, and Shen Yuanliang is no longer a timid minion!

Fate is so unpredictable!

(End of this chapter)