I clearly saw the intrigue in this team of knife bandits, and the choice of the two little shrimps surprised me.

The thin bamboo pole firmly thought that I was not easy to deal with, and that even the end of the crossbow might cost them their lives.

And it's not enough to let the boss lead people to fight with me, they also want to follow behind to pick up leaks.

He believes that no matter which side wins, it will always be a pyrrhic victory.

If I can cut the scar man under the knife and survive, such injuries will definitely be easily solved by them after a fierce battle.

And if I die at the hands of Scar Man, the two of them will take the opportunity to get closer, relying on Scar Man to kill him unsuspectingly. After that, all the blame will be placed on me, and I will not be charged with killing the boss.

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

The thin bamboo pole abacus is very well played, and in either case it is extremely advantageous for him.

The dwarf winter melon was excited when he heard this, and he gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Tall!

However, I didn't feel the slightest bit heavy, and even when I looked behind them, I was about to laugh.

Because behind them, there was a scarred man with a gloomy murderous face and a few younger brothers.

"Hack these two anti-bone boys!" the scar man roared angrily, and several younger brothers suddenly rushed towards the thin bamboo pole and the dwarf winter melon with knives.

The thin bamboo pole, which was originally complacent, changed his face almost instantly, and he looked extremely frightened.

The slap in the face came so quickly that I wondered how broken he was at the moment.

The thin bamboo pole immediately argued loudly at the top of his voice, saying that he had no intention of rebelling, but just tried to see if the dwarf winter melon had a backbone.

The dwarf winter melon was also anxious, and he also shouted, saying that all this was said by the thin bamboo pole, and he had no intention of rebelling at all. Not only that, but he even wanted to be false and wronged, waiting for the opportunity to help the boss get rid of the thin bamboo pole.

In such a situation, I almost laughed out loud.

In just a few moments, the ugly side of human nature is vividly displayed, and it is simply full of dramatic irony.

The nonsense of the two people naturally has no meaning, and it can't stop Scar Man's determination to kill the two of them. Almost in an instant, the two of them immediately separated and ran away, without looking back.

"Chase!" The scar man was really angry, and immediately divided his troops to chase and kill the two.

And I escaped by mistake, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead.

In fact, if it weren't for such a dramatic episode, I really don't have any confidence that I would have survived.

I was already seriously injured, and with the side effects of excessive adrenaline production, I am now a wasted person, and it is very difficult to walk.

Whether it's two people killing the dwarf winter melon and the thin bamboo pole, or the scar man bringing someone to kill them, I don't have the confidence to deal with one of the groups. Not to mention dealing with Scar Man and others first, and then facing the attack of the short and thin two.

Taking advantage of the civil strife in this knife bandit, I immediately continued to stumble down the mountain.

On the way, I fell twice and was in terrible pain, as if my bones had been broken.

But I gritted my teeth and stood up again.

There is only one thought in my mind, and that is that if I can't endure this pain, the price will be death.

Lao Tzu doesn't want to die!

Repeating this thought like brainwashing myself, I don't know where the ruthlessness came from, and I dragged my seriously injured body to the foot of the mountain.

I used to think that Nie Qilin was Xiaoqiang, but at this moment I feel that I am not far away.

According to my observations, the location of the exit from the main entrance has been controlled by this gang of knife bandits. The security guard had been dragged into the security room by a large number of flowers, and I could see it clearly through the window from afar.

The knife bandits at the door should only play the role of controlling the security guards, there are only two of them.

Not to mention my heyday, even if the injury is not so serious, Lao Tzu dares to fight out. But in my current situation, if I still rush hard, it will be a bad pen.

So I set my eyes on the high wall and smiled.

Looking at the big tree near the fence, the smile on my face faded.

Such a wonderful expression change process, I believe it can be made into an emoji.

It's a metasequoia with a tall and straight trunk, and it has load-bearing branches at a high position, and even in the countryside it's a tree that makes furry children sigh - for no other reason, it's too difficult to climb.

If you can't climb the corresponding height, Lao Tzu won't be able to get out of the wall at all!

Seriously wounded, intercepted in front and pursued, he could die at any time.

I once really felt angry and aggrieved, and I felt that fate would play tricks on people.

Lao Tzu has survived here, and the cause of death is actually the problem of tree species by the wall?

I looked at the notched cavalry knife in my hand, stunned for a moment, and then wanted to slap myself in the face.

Grass, how could I not have thought of such a simple way!

I leaned quickly towards the metasequoia tree, and then with a sharp force of my arms, I used my blade to cut through the tree spaces that could be tucked into the forefeet.

I said that I would climb the tree, and I completed the climbing.

I struggled to climb to the heights, then wrapped my limbs around the branches. I climbed out of the fence along the branch that had broken out of the fence.

And the scene in front of me made my heart tense again.

Because there are also these knife bandits outside, I can see it clearly from a high place.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there is only one person here, and it seems to play a role in letting the wind blow.

The reason why I was sure that he was also a knife bandit was because he impatiently jumped out of the car, and the moment before closing the door, I saw the knife inside.

The Finnish snow cavalry knife is too recognizable.

The man was scolding and complaining to himself. It sounded like he was puzzled, and if Scar Man had succeeded, he would have come out a long time ago. And if you miss, you should have my reinforcements coming.

Maybe he didn't think that although I was lucky enough to escape, I didn't have anything on me.

I didn't even touch my fucking phone, how can I call for reinforcements?

The man pulled out a cigarette and played with his phone as he leaned against the wall and smoked the fog.

At this moment, my eyes lit up.

Because of his position, it was on the left side of my underside.

"If I don't get rid of him, I won't be able to escape!"

"I don't have combat strength now, if he robs the knife, I will definitely die!"

"Then I can only ...

"Sneak attack, kill the enemy in one blow!"

The thoughts flashed through my mind, and then my heart went through a hard time and I gritted my teeth.

I clenched the snow Finnish cavalry knife in my hand, saw the direction and timing, and jumped directly at him in an instant.

Just as I was about to jump on top of him, the man finally realized that something was wrong, and reflexively raised his head.

The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, and his face was full of horror: "!"

I'm sure anyone would be so horrified to see an unclothed man descending from the sky.

Justice, rains from above！

Justice from heaven!