"The bandits must have found their comrades' bodies."
Seeing this, Zhao Lin immediately guessed the reason.
Baiqiao Village was relatively close to town, and most of the villagers were Hunters, many of them skilled fighters. It was only natural that the bandits would be suspicious.
Zhao Lin hadn't expected his spur-of-the-moment greed to cause trouble for Zhou Pao and the others. He couldn't help but worry.
"Is everyone here?"
The bandits gathered everyone at the village entrance, had the village elder bring out the register, and started a roll call. At the same time, they sent men to search every house.
By the light of the torches, Zhao Lin saw Zhu Dachun, Liang Song, and Zhou Pao in the crowd.
The masked bandit leader shouted, "All men, roll up your sleeves and hold out both hands!"
The villagers looked at each other, not understanding why the bandits were making such a strange request, but Zhao Lin knew exactly what they were trying to do.
