"Liu Eighteen, if you don't want to die, pick up the mountain knife and fight with the old man!"

Cao Xiong glared at Liu Shibai fiercely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Liu Shibai was instilled with crooked ways and brainwashed by his grandfather since he was a child, in essence, he is a law-abiding citizen.

The second-year young man who usually hasn't even killed a chicken is now going to cut people with a knife, although he is not so afraid, but it is a little difficult to accept.

People are forced out......

"Ahh

"Woo......"

"Slaughter the dog!

In the distance, there were several miserable howls and old black whimpering.

Come to think of it, the elusive old black hidden in the dense fog made those who came with him suffer a big loss, and at least two of them were severely injured.

"Old Black, come back!"

Liu Shibai got up and put down his backpack, took out his mountain knife made of spring steel, slowly retreated to Cao Xiong's side, and stood in a horn.

At this time, Liu 18 knew that he couldn't run, and if he retreated, he would retreat to Liujiatun, and he would not bring these beasts back to his simple hometown.

"Eighteen, you really can't stand it, you run, the old man will help you resist for a while!"

Cao Xiong gently patted Liu Shibai on the shoulder.

"Hehe, don't talk cool old things, my back is Liu Jiatun, and there is no way back.

If they really set fire to the animals last night, I'd have to fight hard. ”

Liu Eighteen calmed down at this time and smiled faintly.

"Yes! He is worthy of being a descendant of Liu Sixteen. ”

Cao Xiong glanced at Liu Shibai approvingly.

There is a dense forest on the left side of the trail and a wild cemetery on the right.

In the surrounding villages, there are often some landless families, and when someone dies, they are buried together in this field.

At this time, the old black who quietly retreated was hidden in this wild graveyard with a gust of wind and wind.

In the woods on the left, bursts of white mist rise, as if covered with a black veil, so that people can't see clearly.

"Sand ...... Rustle!"

Except for the slight rustle, only the frightened night-perched birds in the forest let out a shuddering hiss.

Liu 18 felt a chill rising from his back, or a cold air, he wondered if this wild cemetery was a place where people killed people and sold their goods.

The narrow mountain path was winding and eerie, and the faint moonlight was obscured by the surging black clouds.

At this time, there is at least an hour before the sky is bright......

Behind the thick, low clouds, a chaotic dark halo looms.

The sound of the wind swirled high above the treetops, giving a slow, dignified rustle.

In the wind, a hint of murderous aura can be clearly felt......

That murderous aura was only a little bit of a star, hidden in the cold air, and occasionally aroused some goosebumps on the back of Liu Shiba's hand......

Looking down from the mountain road, dozens of strange black figures slowly appeared in the quiet mountain forest......

Cao Xiong held the mountain knife and stood quietly on the mountain road, with a gloomy face and a silent voice.

Liu Eighteen's face gradually sank into the abyss as the seven or eight figures appeared, and his eyes stared silently ahead through the eerie mist......

There was a wind blowing beside Liu Shiba, and it turned out to be Cao Xiong who took a few steps forward without making a sound, raised the mountain opening knife and slashed down.

"Hoo ......"

A knife slashed down, bringing a gust of cold wind.

As the saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark!

Old man Cao Xiong, at this time, is like a muffled old dog, an old dog that bites......

"Ah...... Hmmm!"

"Yaga!"

With a swing of the knife, a miserable cry sounded on the mountain road, mixed with a muffled snort.

Immediately after, on the right side of the mountain road, a ghostly black shadow flashed over the mountain road......

Is it old black?

Got something on the ground and ran away?

Chopped off by Cao Xiong, an arm that broke at the elbow?

Cao Xiong, this old thing, looks crumbling and weak, and he actually has a good kung fu?

Fierce as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

Liu Shibai was dumbfounded, looked at Cao Xiong, who hurriedly retreated to guard the mountain road, and said strangely:

"What's it like to cut someone?"

"The dull smell of the knife on the bone is very enjoyable, the old man will give you a word, cool!"

Cao Xiong sprinkled a few drops of blood on half of his cheek, looking extremely hideous.

"No, these people are not simple. ”

Cao Xiongtie blushed and whispered softly.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Shibai asked suspiciously, and took a step forward with the mountain opening knife, allowing the old man Cao Xiong to take a breath.

"What did they scold just now?"

Cao Xiong asked strangely.

"Yaga?"

Liu Shibai was dumbfounded, and then added:

"This shorty?"

"That's right!"

Cao Xiong's eyes flashed with anger.

At this time, in the shadow of the mountain road a few meters away, seven or eight masked figures in black tracksuits gradually emerged.

One of the figures, holding his arm tightly, was stabbed in two by the old man Cao Xiong under his elbow, and he didn't even find the severed hand, so it was estimated that he became Lao Hei's breakfast.

At this time, among the figures opposite, a masked man slowly walked out, unable to see his age, only revealing a pair of shining eyes, staring at Cao Xiong fiercely.

"You drop, kick the swallow's nest, Cao Xiong?

The masked man spoke in uncooked Mandarin and bowed slightly.

Liu Shibai was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: Kicking the swallow's nest?

This bandit is really awesome......

It seems that at the gate of the community that day, I heard Cao Xiong calling, and watched me kick the swallow's nest, this trick was taught to me by my teacher?

It turns out that there is an allusion to this nickname, kicking the swallow's nest?

"Myself?"

Cao Xiong's face was gloomy, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes!

"That's right, as long as the young man behind you hands over what we need, no one will bother from now on!

I apologize for the inconvenience caused to you and can compensate for it!"

The masked man said as he made another ninety-degree bow.

Cao Xiong's face was cloudy, he turned his head to look at Liu Shiba, and secretly pouted towards Liu Jiatun at the end of the mountain road.

I don't know why, originally Liu Shibai still had a lot of doubts and distrust of the old man Cao Xiong.

However, at the moment when his life was at stake, on the contrary, the old man Cao Xiong would rather resist this gang alone and protect himself to escape.

What is it called?

Prosperity makes friends, adversity tries them......

What is Cao Xiong's identity? What is the relationship between him and his grandfather?

Liu Shibai slowly stepped forward, stood side by side with Cao Xiong, glared at Cao Xiong sideways, and laughed:

"Old thing, we have robbed the tomb together, bought tickets together, slept together, how can I leave you behind?"

Cao Xiong's face instantly turned even bluer, and he held back for a long time before he said:

", the old man hasn't slept with you. ”

"Humph!"

The black-clothed masked man on the opposite side laughed gloomily:

"What I want is that iron card, hand it over and you can leave, leave the bank account, we will give you endless wealth for a lifetime, otherwise ......"

Speaking of this, the masked man paused, waved his hand, and the six or seven people behind him raised the black thing in their hands at the same time, a pistol?

"Can you run faster than a bullet?"

The black-clad masked man smirked.

Liu Shibai and Cao Xiong looked at each other in shock and were shocked!

After all the calculations, the two of them didn't expect to say that they were shameless, who would fight with you if there was a pistol?

"Huh!"

Just when Liu Shibai and Cao Xiong were in a dilemma, a black flag flew from nowhere, and it was violently inserted between the two groups of people and trembled.

It was a black flag with a height of one meter and a strange cold light......

At the same time, in the dark and strange forest on the left, an old voice faintly came:

"Since you're here, let's all stay!"

Liu Shibai was dumbfounded, raised his eyebrows, and snorted softly:

"Old village chief, Li Laifu?"

The moment the voice fell, around the seven or eight people on the opposite side, around the black flag, a strange thick fog suddenly rose, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, Li Laifu's voice came again:

"The wilderness is buried, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the night kills people!"

"Brush, brush!"

"Brush ......"

Liu Shibai was dumbfounded, watching Ling Yu's arrows flying all over the sky and killing the other side......

The seven or eight people hiding in the strange fog on the opposite side did not make a sound.

However, Liu Shibai smelled a disgusting smell of blood in the air......

So strong?

Li Laifu, the head of Liujiatun Village, turned out to be a feng shui master, with an unknown grade, and he could put a starlight seven killing array......

(End of chapter)