Fatty endured it. According to the hiring rules, Zhao Hai had to do this mission. He took a deep breath and cupped his fists at the fatty. &Quot; thank you, leader. Everyone, pay attention and protect the carriage. We're setting off. &Quot; Although the members of the bloody blade gang were angry, they knew that Zhao Hai was right. They had to protect the convoy. After all, this was their mission.
Soon, Zhao Hai and the others arrived at the place where they lived. It was a large courtyard at the edge of the town. They drove the car into the courtyard. After Zhao Hai arranged some guards, it was finally quiet.
They came here to rest because it was getting late. By the time everyone settled down and ate, the sky was completely dark. The fat leader had already led his assistant to rest, but they still left five assistants behind to look after the carriages.
