After more than a dozen sticks, this opportunity finally came.

At the beginning, Mo Feifei's most scruples were the shotgun. Now, in the ancestral hall of Shicun, the other party did not dare to use the gun, but Qiao Ruolan was now controlled by others and became the person who Mo Feifei had the most scruples.

If you want to act, you must first ensure Qiao Ruolan's safety.

At the beginning, several big men next to him knew that Mo was extraordinary, and they were afraid that he would resist at the most critical time, so they controlled him to death, and the latter was almost immobile.

However, as the more than ten sticks went down, Mo Feifei did not struggle at all, which made several big men next to him feel paralyzed.

At this moment, Mo Feifei pretended to be seriously injured, wailed heavily, and his body slid uncontrollably to the ground.

"Someone's dead. The few big men who were in charge of grabbing Mo Feifei's body were startled. They didn't expect that this person would be so beaten so much, and after only a few sticks, the person would not be able to do it.

Although the people of Ishimura are used to being domineering, it is impossible to say that they are not afraid if they really want to die. Even if others are not afraid, the few big men who are responsible for catching him will feel afraid.

They let go of their hands in fright, and let Mo fall to the ground.

"Patriarch, someone died. The big man in charge of the execution said with sweat on his forehead and trembling. The people around were also surprised, it was only ten sticks, how could it not work so quickly.

Seeing that the scene was a little flustered, the white-haired old man stomped on the ground with the cane in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "What are you panicking, hurry, see if there is any anger." ”

Besides, Qiao Ruolan, when she heard the words "death", she only felt that her head was buzzing. She quickly raised her head, just in time to see Mo Feifei lying on the ground, motionless.

"Nasty ghost!" Qiao Ruolan was so frightened that she almost bit off her tongue. I don't know where the strength came from, she actually broke free from the shackles of the two big men at once, and pounced on Mo Feifei with two hands behind her back: "You don't want to die, you don't want to die." Didn't you promise me to protect me, didn't you promise me to protect me? I won't allow you to die, I'm not allowed to die, you give me up...."

The voice is so loud, calling the sky and grabbing the earth, and the sky is compassionate.

Everyone in Ishimura, you look at me, I look at you, a little overwhelmed.

"Don't make any noise, I'll take a look. A middle-aged man, Huo Di, walked out of the crowd and came to Mo Feifei's side. He just lowered his body, wanting to check if Mo Feifei had a snort.

But before his hand could get close to Mo Feifei, Mo Feifei, who was originally lifeless, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and said with a smile: "It's time for the game to end." ”

The middle-aged man would never have thought that this kid was actually pretending to be dead, and he was so frightened that he was shocked.

"You... You...."The middle-aged man's outstretched right hand, his body trembled, and he stammered at Mo Feifei.

He only understood now, but it was too late. Although Mo Feifei's hands are tied, his feet are free.

Without warning, he suddenly used a trick of the autumn wind to sweep away the fallen leaves, tripping the middle-aged man. After that, he quickly swirled on the ground and picked up the shotgun that was placed on the table not far away with one foot, and the shotgun swirled in the air and landed on Mo Feifei's feet.

With both feet in your hands, one foot holding the barrel of the gun, the other foot quickly throwing off the shoe, placing the thumb of the big foot on the trigger and pointing the muzzle of the gun at the white-haired old man.

The whole set of actions is carried out quickly and crisply, chic and beautiful, without any mud and water, as if a magician is performing a magic trick.

"Don't move, whoever dares to move, will be burned with your jade. Although Mo Feifei's hands were tied behind his back, his eyes were sharp and shining, and he was full of momentum.

The scene was silent for a while, and then it was like being fried, screaming, and some people were so frightened that their legs were weak. Good guy, grandpa was actually pointed at gunpoint, and this is okay. In case something happens, who of these hands can bear this responsibility.

"Grandpa!"

"Put the gun down!"

"If you don't put your gun down, you won't be able to get here. ”

“....”

The people around quickly brought weapons, including knives, guns, and steel pipes, all pointing at Mo Feifei, and the shouting and scolding were endless.

It's just that no one dares to take half a step forward, as soon as the killing area of this shotgun is too wide and too close, the greater the danger.

Second, their grandfather is now under the guns of others, if he is forced too tightly and the other party's dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, then something really will happen.

These people are anxious and angry, but they are helpless. Who would have imagined that you could shoot with your feet. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed their eyes.

Not to mention them, even someone like Qiao Ruolan, who was familiar with Mo Feifei, didn't know that the latter still had this ability. Her crying face froze suddenly, and her voice stopped abruptly, looking overwhelmed.

Although Mo Feifei was surrounded by so many people, he couldn't wait to eat him. However, there was not the slightest nervous look on his face, and he sneered, completely ignoring the fierce reactions of the people around him.

He was very happy with the situation, and things were going much more smoothly than he expected.

The most critical thing in this plan is Qiao Ruolan. He bet that when she saw that her life and death were unknown, she would definitely run to him without hesitation.

And the people of Ishimura, out of human nature, will not stop them. Once Qiao Ruolan came to his side, he could be more confident and use the life of the stone village patriarch as a condition for the two of them to leave, instead of just being controlled by others and changing Qiao Ruolan.

As for the two-foot gun control, it's just a small trick.

Being able to keep such a clear head in a difficult situation, it is not difficult to prove that Mo Feifei is indeed a mortal. I just hope that Mo Feifei's good intentions can be understood and known by Qiao Ruolan.

One of the young men, holding a homemade pistol in his hand, trembled slightly, and said loudly: "Take the gun away quickly, or you two will die." ”

Mo's extraordinary posture remained unchanged: "I believe it, but I also know that your patriarch will be killed before you shoot! ”

"M's. The young man scolded heavily, then moved the muzzle of the gun and fired several shots at the ceiling: "What the hell are you going to do?"

Mo Feifei said quietly: "It's very simple, let's go together." We can guarantee that there will be no harm to the lives of your patriarchs. It's a good deal. Discuss it, hurry up, I can't hold on for long, in case my feet shake and I go crazy, it's not fun. ”

After hearing this, the white-haired old man and the old and young masters of Shicun couldn't help but sweat, and now it was really difficult to ride a tiger.