Chapter 102

"You want to take down the Yellow Sick Tiger, you're crazy!"

Hearing the great credit, Zhao Wu did not have the slightest excitement, but trembled with fear.

Although Wang Shaoshan's father and son can fight, the three tiger village bandits have all killed people, even if there is a longbow by surprise, they will shoot a few at most.

The four archers were stupefied.

However, they didn't dare to go out, for fear of bumping into the yellow sick tiger at this time!

Wang Yuan just raised his glass: "The tea should be drunk, otherwise it will be cold!"

"Drink, drink tea!"

......

"Young Master Wang, run, the Yellow Sick Tiger of the Three Tiger Villages is coming......

Rushing into Dawangzhuang, the gun-wielding soldiers were dumbfounded, and the road was all blocked.

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But he kept running and shouting, only to find the village dead silent.

No matter how much he shouted, no one appeared, as if everyone was gone.

Keep running inside!

Suddenly, a young man with a rebellious face appeared: "What are you shouting and running around, do you think we don't know, Huang Sickhu and his gang are coming?"

"Ahh

The gun-wielding soldier was surprised: "Who are you, how do you know?"

The rebellious young man raised his head: "The king of Dawang Village is broken!"

"It turned out to be Brother Po, you overturned the heroic deeds of the fishing tyrant in the fish market in the county town, I have heard it many times!"

The gun-wielding soldier hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Hanzhuang, Han Wuya, I have seen Brother Po!"

"Brother Breaker!"

The first time he was called like this, Erhu was a little fluttering, looked at Han Wuyan and nodded: "You are okay, but I also want you to sleep for a while!"

“？”

Han Wuya didn't understand why he was allowed to sleep for a while, so he was hit with a knife on his neck and fainted.

"You have a good heart, when you finish solving the Huang Sick Tiger group, I will take you to see Brother Yuan!"

Erhu dragged Han Wuya to the empty house and stuffed it under the bed.

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"These mud legs, this prevents us from entering the village, and our brains are broken!"

When Ma came to Dawang Village, he looked at the road into the village, and Huang Sick Tiger sneered.

The main road into the village is piled with tree trunks, large branches, firewood, rubble, water tanks, and buckets.

People can still settle down, but they can't gallop on horses!

However, although the road is blocked, it can be bypassed;

Huang Yihu waved his hand disdainfully, and the two bandits rushed out and walked around the path!

That night, he decided to continue to do this business, so he asked from the ten subordinates of Xiashan Tiger about the layout of Dawang Village and the location of Wang Yuan's house.

The two bandits were in front, Huang Yihu was behind, and a group of bandits followed.

Click!

Click!

Walking and walking, the two horses in front of them stepped into the deep pit with their front hooves.

"Ear ......"

The two legs of the horses were broken on the spot, and the horses fell to the ground and neighed in pain.

The two bandits reacted quickly, one rolled over and fell to the ground, nothing happened.

However, the two legs of the horses were severed, and they could not continue to move forward!

"Trap the pit, stop!"

The yellow tiger's eyes sank and he grabbed the reins, and his face was gloomy as if it was going to rain.

The rest of the bandits also changed their faces.

I have entered the village many times to loot, but I have never encountered this situation, and someone dares to dig a horse pit to stop them!

"Dismount, leave two people to tie up the horses, and the rest will be with me!"

Huang Yihu turned over and dismounted, carrying a big knife and said coldly: "After slaughtering the man surnamed Wang, all the men in the village will be killed, and the women will be enjoyed by you." ”

"Thank you, second master!"

A group of bandits shouted excitedly, their eyes lit up with beasts!

Murder, arson, violence and plunder, this is the greatest happiness of bandits.

In the past, for fear of angering the government, the three masters did not allow them to do this.