There were more than 20 people coming, and because the mountain road was narrow, there were only three people at most at the same time. Just looking at these people in front of them, they are all young people in their twenties.

The other party was also looking at An Tianwei.

"Boss, there's someone in the way!" a young man at the front shouted to the back.

From the back of the crowd came a sturdy man, in his thirties, with a shallow, flat head and a snow-white scalp that could be seen. On the scalp, there is a hairless scar.

The man separated the crowd and walked to the front, holding a stack of papers in his hand, and he rolled up the paper and pulled out a photo from under the paper. Looking at the photo, the man looked left and right, and finally recognized him, the head of this person not far in front of him was worth eight million.

"Brothers, it's him! An Tianwei! Cut him!" The man was simply as soon as he saw that An Tianwei was the target he was looking for, so he immediately took action.

An Tianwei clasped his hands to his chest, waiting for these people to cut it.

Because the mountain road can only accommodate three people side by side at most, these twenty or so people rushed forward one after another, and under this surge, the back row squeezed the front row, and one or two people were squeezed into the thorn bushes on the side of the road, and the ghosts cried wolf.

An Tianwei really couldn't stand it. Do you still want to cut people like this?

"Hey, I said you don't know how to follow the order? The mountain road is so wide, all of them are squeezed forward together, and if people don't cut it, their own people will be squeezed out first!"

"Do you want you-mom b?" The man himself was almost squeezed into the thorn bush by the little brother who came from behind, and he was angry. An Tianwei's kind reminder is tantamount to revealing his scar, and of course he will be unhappy.

"Forget it, forget it. You guys squeeze slowly, I'll go first. Come to me when you're crowded, I won't go too fast, but you can't be too slow!" An Tianwei said and put the military bag on his shoulder, turned around and really left.

"Nima, don't go!" the man shouted, and he didn't care about the little brother.

Seeing that eight million are about to fly, where will he be willing. When he looked at An Tianwei, what he saw was not a person, but a pile of walking banknotes.

"Stop for Lao Tzu. The man rushed quickly, and he arrived behind An Tianwei in a few steps.

He was holding a bright machete in his hand, the kind he bought on the street, about eighty centimeters, which could cut watermelons, which is commonly known as watermelon knives.

An Tianwei really stopped, and then turned around and smiled at the man.

"Do you think you can get eight million alone?"

"If you don't get it, you have to try it to find out. The man raised the machete high, took a step forward, and slashed at An Tianwei.

An Tianwei is really angry and funny. This gap is too obvious, just now this man's knife is full of empty doors all over his body, and any empty door can make him fly into the sky.

"Your courage is quite impressive. An Tianwei grabbed the bag in his hand, and dodged the machete sideways.

An Tianwei This is just an ordinary sliding step that can't be normal, but in the eyes of the man, he is completely like a ghost. I saw that the machete was about to fall on my body, but suddenly the person disappeared.

"Do you still cut it? An Tianwei said goodbye to an acquaintance, turned around and walked away.

This time, the man didn't shout again, don't go. He was just a little stunned, looking at the knife for a while, and An Tianwei for a while, not knowing what the problem was.

"Boss, where are the people?" The younger brothers finally sorted out the order of the mountain road, and when they came up, An Tianwei had already disappeared.

"Man, the size of Nima, it's all you useless waste, so many people can't even cut down a single person, and they have injured their own brothers. What are you doing in a daze, don't chase after Lao Tzu!"

When the man saw his brother in his twenties coming, he began to grow bold again. If he was alone, he would definitely not dare to chase it anymore. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, not only strength, but also courage.

An Tianwei ran in small steps in front, keeping a certain distance from the little gangsters behind, and every time the straight road turned a corner, he would stand for a while, until the people behind him happened to see him, and he was limping again.

This is called taking a carrot to drive the donkey, and the carrot will always be in front, and the donkey will keep moving forward.

This time the road was faster, much shorter than the last time with the master of the hall, and soon An Tianwei had to swim in the old place, and stood on the resting ground where he had caught the owl.

He kicked the dirt beneath his feet, and the ground still had a faint black mark from the original campfire.

He turned his head to look around, then pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and then wrinkled his nose and sniffed into the air. When all this was done, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's settle a bunch here. Otherwise, if you run too fast, the people behind you won't be able to keep up. ”

He estimated the strength of the gang just now, and calculated, "Well, five minutes should be enough." ”

He unloaded the bag from his shoulders and placed it in the grass at the edge of the resting place, and pulled a few more branches over it. The contents of the military bag are too precious to be touched. Choosing to do it here also has this layer of consideration in mind.

After waiting for a long time, he finally saw the man rushing over with his little brothers. When they arrived at the resting place, they were all bent over and holding their knees on their hands, panting.

"Wait...... Yes, I'll fight later, let Lao Tzu take a breath first, you-mom b is too good at running, Lao Tzu ran away before catching up!"

"Oh......" An Tianwei agreed, but his hands and feet moved, and with a shake of his body, the first heavy punch hit the man's small stomach.

The man flew out, screaming intermittently, and fell straight to the root of the tree sticking out from the edge of the resting place.

"I ...... Sub-Olympic ...... You, ouch, I'm dying of Lao Tzu, hurry, come on, you-mom b, help Lao Tzu, ouch...... You-mom b, said I'll fight again after a break!"

But no one came to help, An Tianwei's figure was like a butterfly in a flower, shuttling between more than 20 younger brothers, slamming into the door with a fist, and all of them were bloody.

"Oops, boss, Lao Tzu was blinded by him!"

"Ouch, you're a b......"

"Teeth, my teeth ......"

Twenty or so little brothers were in a mess, where was there any effort to take care of the man lying on the roots of the tree.

After completing a sweeping attack, An Tianwei looked at his watch, one minute and thirty-five seconds, three minutes and twenty-five seconds higher than the previous budgeted time.

"Good grades!" he muttered to himself.

The man's eyes widened, and the twenty or so younger brothers all lay down?

"Don't pretend to be dead to Lao Tzu, ouch, it's painful for Lao Tzu, get up for Lao Tzu and cut him a dog. ”

The only answer to him was a snort of pain.

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