Carrying the little lucky star, leading the villain on the road to exile

Chapter 179, Level 179
When Liu Pingkang arrived ahead, he saw several large trees lying across the road and the men standing on the tree stumps. His eyes deliberately swept over the axes and machetes in their hands before he stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said to them, "Heroes, it is a pleasure to meet you here. We are just doing our job for the government, and we hope you can do us a favor."

"Don't give me that, Lord Liu. We've known each other for a long time," at this moment, a burly old man emerged from behind the man, looking at Liu Pingkang with a smile. "I know it's not easy for you to travel, so let's stick to the old rules."

"So it's Uncle Yang! I hope you're in good health!" Liu Pingkang looked curiously at the men behind him. "If I'm not mistaken, Uncle Yang, your territory doesn't seem to be here, does it?"

"Haha, you have a good memory, kid. More and more people are eating downstairs, and the old man has no choice but to think of another way."

"How is it? It's not bad here. From now on, when you come here, just give me your name, and we'll do things the same way as before."

Yang Bo glanced at the long line behind Liu Pingkang. There were quite a lot of people being exiled this time. It seemed they could enjoy a good life for a while longer.

As highway bullies, they also have their own rules. They don't want to be enemies with government officials, so they will only charge a small toll and then let them pass.

Besides not wanting to antagonize the government, they also had to leave some water for their brothers behind them.

If they looted everyone here right away, the other gangs wouldn't stand for it and would come after them. That wouldn't be good.

“That’s easy to say,” Liu Pingkang said. He wanted to continue working in this field and didn’t want to offend anyone too much. He sighed, took out the silver notes he had specially set aside from his pocket, and handed them to Ma Zhi, who was standing next to him.

"This is my treat for my brothers to tea. I hope Uncle Yang will do me a favor."

When Yang Bo saw the ten-tael silver note, he didn't say much. He turned around and told his brothers to move the tree stump to a different spot, and then he retreated to the side of the road.

Everyone thought the matter was over, but to their surprise, their car was stopped as soon as it reached the tree stump.

The first person walking in front today was Zhou Gang. He turned to look at Liu Pingkang with some confusion. Wasn't this all agreed upon?

"Don't look at Lord Liu, he only paid his own toll, you haven't paid yours yet!" The man with the axe chopped the axe directly onto the carriage shaft, startling the women inside who gasped. The men's eyes immediately changed.

Zhou Gang's pupils contracted, and his heart jumped. Although he was known for his uprightness in the court, he was not really a fool.

The emperor and the ministers in the court are concerned about their image, and even if they have dirty thoughts in their hearts, they will not show it. But these reckless men will not talk to you about morality.

He had heard plenty of stories before that these robbers wanted not only money but also people, and he was a man of principle who knew when to yield and when to stand firm, so he dared not confront them head-on at this moment.

Thinking of this, he immediately put on a smile and took out a silver ingot from his pocket, saying, "What you brothers are right, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

The man took the silver, weighed it in his hand, then turned to look at Uncle Yang. Seeing that Uncle Yang nodded slightly, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Alright, their attitude seems pretty good, let's go."

This time it was really much easier. The first one was so cooperative, and he even handed over five taels of silver ingots right away. He immediately raised the silver ingots in his hand and shouted to the back, "Watch out, everyone come over and pay the toll according to this amount."

Zhou had just walked past the roadblock when he heard these words, and he stumbled and almost fell.

He doesn't even need to turn around to feel the resentful gaze behind him.

Seeing the armed men nearby, he dared not say anything and quickly pulled the oxcart away.

Although these people harbored resentment, seeing that Liu Pingkang had already given them benefits, they dared not say anything more and handed over the silver before passing by. But when they saw the escort agency's carriage, Uncle Yang's eyes narrowed. "Lord Liu, are there companions this time?"

Liu Pingkang said, "It just so happens that we're going the same way, so I hope Uncle Yang will be lenient and give me a ride."

Yang Bo wasn't thinking about that. He had been working on this road for decades and could tell at a glance that these two escort agencies were not simple.

The number of people from the escort agency is more than double that of their side.

These are not the pushovers from before. If a real fight breaks out, they won't come out on top and might even suffer losses here.

With a whistle, the man who was collecting money immediately looked over at him.

Uncle Yang made a gesture, and the men immediately surrounded him.

Liu Pingkang frowned. "Uncle Yang?"

Yang Bo ignored him and instead cupped his hands towards the escort agencies behind him, saying, "Brothers from Yongheng Escort Agency and Lichang Escort Agency, I apologize for disturbing you today. We'll meet again someday."

After saying that, he turned and left with his men. The man following behind, though unwilling, obediently followed.

Liu, the head镖师, and Xu, the head镖师, exchanged a glance. They had dealt with this man surnamed Yang before, so why was he being so easy to talk to this time?
I was thinking of bleeding them dry and letting them off so easily, but it feels like a dream.

But they were happy to save some money, so they pretended not to see the curiosity in Liu Pingkang's eyes and quickly caught up with the group in front.

As soon as Yang Bo entered the woods, someone couldn't help but ask, "Yang Bo, why did you let them go?"

With such a large and fat sheep, plus all the goods escorted by the security company behind them, even if they only take a portion, it would be enough for them to live a good life for a few days.

Yang Bo snorted coldly, "We've dealt with these two escort agencies before, didn't you see they have at least twice as many people?"

In my opinion, those extra men are all extraordinary individuals. Even though we're risking our lives, I still want to live a few more years.

"Uncle Yang, aren't you overthinking this? We're just asking for a small amount of money." Although they were used to Uncle Yang's instructions, they didn't want to see the money they had in hand slip away.

"Trust my gut feeling. If we want to ask for an exorbitant amount like before, they might give in, but I think it's best for us to avoid getting involved in these kinds of troubles."

Uncle Yang led his group in small-scale skirmishes, not wanting to harm anyone or bring about the destruction of their gang.

He had a premonition that there was someone in that group he couldn't afford to offend, so he was willing to spend some money to make a good connection.

He has lived to this age entirely because of this feeling, so he has always believed that his intuition is correct.

Although these men still had differing opinions, they didn't say much in the end.

They simply set up a checkpoint and asked passersby for some benefits, and they've lived peacefully with them for years.

Just as Uncle Fu said, no one would go to great lengths to fight them for a few taels of silver.