Chapter 477 I'm Going to Kill You

As soon as this sentence came out, the amount of information contained in it made Zeng Jian and Peng Li feel like they were struck by lightning, and they were stunned on the spot.

Yamudu... died?

The favorite of the president, the agent of power, the bee prince who always looked like he had everything under control in front of outsiders, even the orthodox nobles under the great lord of the United City had to bow their heads and flatter him... He was the competitor and goal of the members of the merchant guild... Such a person...

Died just like that?

Moreover,

Listen to what the other party said.

Yamudu died because of him!

"No!" Zeng Jian suddenly roared, but it sounded like a dying struggle.

He wanted to get up, but knelt down again in an instant, his knees deeply embedded in the soil, making a crackling sound that made people's teeth ache.

The pressure on the knife increased exponentially.

The warrior finally realized that the clue he had been looking for was right in front of him - but the truth was too terrible to accept.

After witnessing this scene, he also understood.

Yamudu's death was not unjust.

"You, you are from the swamp."

The blood spiders, the battle of the sand bandits attacking the rotten town, the murmurs of those dying people--

The Lord of Blood!

There are such people in the swamp,

so it is no wonder that anyone who wants to get involved will die without a burial place, whether it is the sand bandits or Yamudu.

They picked the wrong target.

It's just... Zeng Jian realized:

Even the bee man can't escape.

Let alone them?

"No, this is impossible!" On the other side, Peng Li's performance was completely different, "We are the merchant guild...How dare you!"

She was already hysterical, repeating a few words in her mouth, but she couldn't form a sentence.

As the head of the chamber of commerce with second-level franchise qualifications.

From east to west, from south to north, from the end of the world to the end of wandering...what greeted them was either courtesy or fear, and the performance of the herdsmen and sand bandits was a clear proof.

But there are still people who dare to attack them.

Isn't he afraid?

Zeng Jian was powerless to resist, Peng Li fell into madness, and the herdsmen were at a loss.

Lu Meng's long cleaver exerted force instantly and pressed down out of thin air!

In the hands of the warrior, the back of the golden cleaver that had been hammered and trained for thousands of times cracked, and then it was directly split.

Before that.

A series of bone cracking sounds resounded from head to toe on Zeng Jian's body.

He suddenly spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, his eyes turned black, and tears of blood flowed down.

Then, the whole person was split in half.

"Snap!"

A broken blade spun and hit Peng Li's forehead.

The woman fell to the ground with her eyes wide open, and her gorgeous clothes were stained with blood so that the color could not be seen clearly.

"Sir... did you really kill him?" The herdsman who came forward to persuade him took two steps back in fear, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "I have nothing to do with them, I'm just worried..."

"I know." Lu Meng put his long knife back, "I killed the Merchant Guild."

The Merchant Guild monopolized the mainland's merchant trade. If you want to do business, you must have a golden signboard certified by them and pay high membership fees every year. Those who don't join are called "smugglers" - not to mention that the robbers on the road are blind, even other members of the merchant will actively exclude and rob you.

This is a combination of soft and hard tactics.

Therefore, many small caravans that have never been to the United City in their lives will try every means to get a name to join the Merchant Guild, no matter if it is the lowest level or pretending to be one.

In the guild headquarters of the "Merchant Blade", even if the high-level officials who bought the title and the robed nobles no longer run around, they can still make a lot of money by taking commissions.

However, it was not this reason that prompted Lu Meng to take action.

Perhaps most of the low-authority merchants are still doing business honestly, just ordinary people driven by profit.

But when it comes to the second-level franchise... they must be Long En's spies and lackeys.

Based on Lu Meng's understanding of him.

Unless they surrender from the beginning... there is no room for easing between them now.

As an enemy, the more potential you have, the higher you will be on the elimination list.

The trade network of the merchant guild spread across the entire continent is not only a blood vessel for absorbing money, but also the strongest spy intelligence network. They are huge in number and mixed with good and bad people. They are engaged in business while spying on information, which is hard to guard against.

Even the technology hunters who are also spread all over the continent are difficult to reach in this regard.

If you are not sharp in smell and vigilant enough, it is difficult to detect.

What a pity.

Peng Li thought that this second-level franchise brand was their gold medal of immunity from death.

——Maybe in some cases.

But if you really meet a mortal enemy, then this is a pure death warrant, which cannot be exposed casually.

"The spies sent by Long En..." Lu Meng thought, "There must be more than one group."

"It's impossible for me to encounter them every time."

It's like you found a cockroach, but it actually has a whole family behind it.

And those merchant teams, after many investigations, are estimated to have found out the details of Yamudu's matter. If they want to report, it will be in the near future.

This is a reminder to Lu Meng.

But he is not afraid now. As he said before, if he has the ability, come to the swamp to meet.

Don't mention the scale of Yamudu's action at that time. Even if the United City officially sent troops and multiple city-states cooperated to conquer, the other party would not be able to get anything good.

You will definitely return in defeat.

——Although it is not Lu Meng's style to stick to the dense forest, this is just the bottom line of safety.

"However, the Merchant Guild is really willing to spend money," he looked at Zeng Jian who was split in half, "The legion-level warriors do not lead troops, but are used as personal bodyguards."

In the swamp, they can reach the legion level.

That is already a top leader.

Of course, this is not that the warriors of the United City are self-deprecating or that the Merchant Guild does not value them. In fact, when they reach this position, their treatment and future may be many times better than those who occupy the mountains and become kings.

Who would want to be a gangster if they have an organization.

And whether it is the robed merchants of Long En's line or the sword-wearing nobles of the traditional lord line, they all have a tendency to hide private things-although the Merchant Guild now supports the central army of the empire, the premise is that Long En has entered the cabinet without a title and has already mastered the government of the empire. The guards, border troops, warriors of the empire...almost all have become their private soldiers.

This is also one of the important reliances for the Merchant Guild to be confident on the mainland.

As for the great lords, they rely more on their hooded guards.

But anyway.

Lu Meng now has too few normal talent pools and lacks middle-level combat power.

In terms of foundation, compared to these old empires.

That is far inferior.

It is also time to recruit more people to share the burden... The existing corners are not easy to dig, but there are many people who are as bright as green in the future but are unknown at the moment.

They all have talents and potential beyond ordinary people, just waiting for the time of awakening, encounter and growth-or someone to push them.

Just as he was thinking about how to solve it, the little black sheep jumped out of Tie Niu's cloth bag and threw himself into the arms of a boy.

"Connie!" Little Dib was ecstatic.

The little black sheep bleated, excitedly wanting to tell about his "style" just now, but his little master was dull and couldn't understand it at all.

It turned its head and looked at the young man from outside.

For some reason, Connie felt that this human exuded a kind of affinity from the first sight, and was comparable to the little master who lived with him day and night, so he lost control before.

It's really strange.

This feeling has only happened once in the past.

It was the person who called him "Cornelius" for the first time... But even if it meets him now, it is impossible for it to abandon its little master because of the other person.

In this regard, the lazy Tie Niu and the fierce Xiao Hong just said that they were surprised.

"This sir..." The old herdsman Ethan was following Xiao Dibu. He was also the representative who came forward to negotiate under the recommendation of everyone.

However, it was different from the first encounter.

Throwing away all contempt and vigilance, old Ethan seemed extremely cautious and hesitant in the face of this young man who was much younger than himself. Even he himself did not expect such an attitude.

"Sir, we want to know..." He saluted respectfully with the etiquette of the wandering tribe, "Who are you?"