At this point all the escorts have drawn their weapons, killing intent flowed all around.
The black-faced man standing besides Liu San said with flashing eyes, in a deep voice: “The way that courageous people come, these people do not understand the rules and manners associated with it.”
“Jie Jie” A dismal laughter came along drifting, along with a rustling sound, a dozen black-clad men, crawled up from the ground, shaking off the dust aside, while looking at the escorts indifferently.
“Mountain Breaking Palm Liu San, hand over the cargo, and we will leave immediately, otherwise no one shall be left alive.” A skinny old man emerged from the black-clad men.
Liu San’s face was as if it was submerged in water, as he shouted: “I was wondering who it was, so it was you Vulture Song.”
The Old man smiled Jie Jie, as he said grimly: “Surnamed Liu, don’t tell lies in the face of honorable men, you are escorting this red cargo, as a secret cargo contains 500 years old Ginseng, this thing you hand over, and let it go at that, no need to hurt all the people here for such trivial things.”