Both of the Poison Silkworm Gang said they didn't know where their gang leader was hiding.

Zhou Fan asked coldly: "You may not know the exact location of your gang leader, but do you know where they are hiding?"

One of the two said in a trembling voice: "Senior, it is impossible to know that in the land of hundreds of thousands, if the forces make enemies, the weaker party will often give up their residence immediately and hide in some abandoned stone pits."

"The gang leader must be the same, and I think they will not live anywhere, but will continue to change their residence until things come true."

Zhou Fan asked several more questions with a calm face, but he could no longer ask any valuable information from these two people.

Obviously these two people have been given up, and the Poison Silkworm Gang will no longer take the initiative to contact them.

Seeing that Zhou Fan couldn't find anything, he drew his sword and gave them both to the point of being happy.

Zhou Fan whistled, and the younger sister ran over from one place.

Zhou Fan just followed these two people, and did not allow the little sister to follow too close, for fear that the two of them would find their whereabouts.

Zhou Fan looked around again, and he knew that the person who was watching the signal must be hiding in the dark, and once he saw the signal, he would leave immediately.

Zhou Fan could not find the person who looked at the signal.

The Poison Silkworm Gang was more difficult to deal with than he thought. He didn't expect that the people in the Poison Silkworm Gang were so timid that they actually used guerrilla methods, just not meeting him.

This tactic is really too difficult. Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and had a new idea in his mind.

He began to turn around and leave here. After a trip, he did not find the Poison Silkworm Gang, but he still did not rush to his giant pit. He was not afraid that someone would ambush him along the way. In fact, as long as he didn't take the nearest route from the inn to the giant pit, it would not be so easy for those people to ambush him halfway.

As for setting up ambush in the giant pit, this is even more joke. The giant pit is extremely dangerous and complex and powerful monsters are emerging one after another. If you ambush people there, you don’t know who ambushed whom.

Zhou Fan was not very worried about these problems. He naturally had his own ideas when he didn't rush to the giant pit. He identified the direction and headed towards the northeast of the Baigu Land.

His speed was not slow, and he tried his best to avoid some dangerous stone pits. He did not have the monsters and harassment that suddenly ran out of the pit. Only half an hour later, he stopped again.

Not far ahead of him were white tents, with about twenty tents.

This is a stronghold called Miki Caravan.

The land of Bailu is an unstoppable place, and the government cannot do anything about this place, but the caravans who come here to seek profits dare not be open and honest. Most of these caravans will change their names and make certain disguises.

After all, if the officials confirm that the caravans from aristocratic families or merchants collude with a hundred sects, they will be in trouble.

So the Sanmu caravan is just a disguised name. It is estimated that few people know which aristocratic family or big merchant it belongs to.

Among the caravans coming here, the Miki caravan is considered to be very powerful.

Zhou Fan took out a mask painted with a tiger and took it on it. The mask was engraved with runes to prevent peeping. Even monks or creators with perspective ability could not easily see through the faces under the mask.

Zhou Fan disguised himself again, put away the ordinary long sword and replaced it with a De-word knife. He asked his younger sister to hide and not follow him, so he walked out. When he reached the gate of the Sanmu caravan camp, his pace slowed down.

The guards at the camp gate found Zhou Fan's figure, immediately shouted inward, then turned to pull it out, and shouted coldly, "Stop the person coming, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Zhou Fan stopped obediently.

More than ten people ran out of the camp, and the leader was a middle-aged man in black uniform. He looked at Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan was wearing a mask, making him alert. He said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with our Sanmu Caravan?"

"Let your caravan manage the business. I have a big deal to do with your caravan." Zhou Fan's voice also became a little different, low and powerful.

"What big deal?" the man asked.

"Are you in charge? Can you make a decision? If you can't, don't ask. If your caravan doesn't want to, then forget it. I'll go find other caravans." Zhou Fan said a little impatiently.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and whispered to the person beside him. The man nodded slightly and walked to ask for someone.

Not long after, a young woman came out of the crowd.

The woman was wearing gray clothes, with a beautiful face, and looked at Zhou Fan with her eyes.

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to the woman and started whispering.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the caravan's manager would be a woman.

"The little woman, Mu Sanying, is the manager of this caravan. I wonder what big business this brother has to do with our caravan?" The woman who called herself Mu Sanying asked with a smile.

"Of course, if it is inconvenient, we can find a quiet place to talk in detail." Mu Sanying added.

"No, I just want to sell you a batch of materials." Zhou Fan took out an envelope from his arms, "The envelope contains the name and quantity of materials. You can offer a price. I will sell it if the price is right, but I don't like bargaining. If it is not right, then forget it."

Zhou Fan did not throw the envelope directly, but looked at the crowd in the Sanmu caravan. Because throwing the envelope directly over may cause misunderstandings, after all, the envelope can kill people.

Mu Sanying waved her hand gently, and the caravans took five steps back together, and then she smiled and said, "I believe my brother won't do anything, just throw it over."

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows. Is this woman not afraid of death or has her own support? Even he dared not accept letters from strangers at will.

But Mu Sanying said this, so Zhou Fan threw the envelope over, and the envelope flew away like a knife.

Mu Sanying took the envelope with her bare hands. She didn't care at all and took out the paper in the envelope. The paper listed the transaction materials written by Zhou Fan last night.

After Mu Sanying finished watching, she looked up and said, "I wonder what this brother is called?"

"You can call me a tiger." Zhou Fan casually gave himself a name, "Are you interested in these materials?"

"There are a lot of materials, and we came here to collect materials, so of course we are interested." Mu Sanying smiled and said, "But Brother Tiger, this material is not a big deal for my Sanmu caravan."

"If you please me, there will be similar amounts of materials in the future, almost every day." Zhou Fan said slowly.

Mu Sanying's face gradually became solemn and said, "Brother Tiger, do you think this is serious?"

Originally, there were a lot of materials written on paper. If it were available every day, even the major forces in the Baijiao Land would not be able to produce so many materials every day.
Chapter completed!