Mo Hua's face was discovered, he peeked at Dashi, and saw that his eyes were vicious, so he calmly planned silently. After a while, Da Shi didn't listen to his reply, and suddenly stood up, and his tall and burly body stood in front of Mo Hua like a copper wall.

"Boy, I'm asking you!"

Before the words fell, Dashi stretched out his bear-like palm, grabbed the placket of Mohua's clothes and lifted him up. The red hair's clothing was different from that of the Han Chinese, and before that, Mo Hua deliberately opened the placket and tore the robe short to make it look like a garment that had been stripped from someone else's body.

Sure enough, Dashi's eyes were sharp, and he looked at his robe at a glance, and then put him on the ground and reached out to grab the clothes and touch them carefully.

Dashi first stared at him, and then when he saw the tattered hem of his clothes, his eyes eased a lot. However, Mo Hua knew that he must have doubts, so he pretended to be scared and trembled.

"It's the general...... Checkmate. I served as a soldier under a general, and then ...... Take refuge in ...... It's up to him to come. ”

Mo Hua shook his legs as he spoke, as if he was frightened by this fierce and vicious boulder. The general he was talking about just now was the red-haired bandit leader, and in his previous life, he had fought against this red-haired bandit leader, and he knew his origin and took a risk.

Dashi was still suspicious, he looked at Mohua, and saw that he didn't look like a Han person, but he didn't look like a person from theirs, so Dashi asked in a deep voice, "Why have I never seen you?" ”

"I ...... I was seized and my uniform robbed, and I was on this boat...... He...... He...... They ......"

Mo Hua stammered and couldn't speak, and it was hard to even breathe. The crowd laughed and mocked him for being timid.

"Coward!" Dashi looked down on this minion, pushed him to the ground casually, then moved his big butt and sat down, continued to drink and eat meat, and made a pig-like humming sound in his mouth when he gnawed on the pig's trotters.

Seeing that Mo Hua was beaten silently, the little minions looked down on him very much, and each of them occupied a position and squeezed Mo Hua away.

Mo Hua was left alone, he pretended to be depressed, went to the beach, picked up two pebbles and threw them into the sea. He threw and moved, looking like he was distracted, but in fact he was secretly identifying the terrain here, but after looking around, he couldn't find the place where the third uncle was being held.

Will it be on the ship? Mo Hua pondered, he looked at the three big ships moored in the shallows, among which the one with black sails was the ship with red hair, and the other two were the third uncle's cargo ship, perhaps the people were still on board.

"Hey, bro!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind his head, and Mo Hua looked back when he heard the sound, and saw a red-haired little girl walking over, the same person who had just been snatched away by Dashi's wine glass and kicked away again.

Mo Hua was silent and waved his hand at him as if greeting. The red-haired little girl walked quickly, bent down to pick up the pebbles, and threw them into the sea.

"You've been bullied by Daishi too, right? He just likes to bully newcomers, and we have to make him suffer. ”

It turned out that this little red hair was angry, felt uncomfortable, and wanted to find Mo Hua to deal with Dashi together. Mo Hua calculated well, pretended to be angry and said: "This bastard thing, I have to teach him a good lesson!" But I'll be on duty later, and watch over the rats. ”

His so-called rats are the third uncle, which is a secret word among the red hairs.

When Xiao Hongmao heard that Mo Hua had been deceived, he hurriedly said: "The rats can't run, and besides, the general is about to be executed, and he wants to kill all these mice." ”

After that, the little red-haired thief's eyes flashed with excitement, and he made a motion to wipe his neck with his hand. He seemed to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, even younger than that, but he was already a blood-eater.

Mo Hua felt that it was not good, and he wanted to rescue people before they could do it. Just as he was pondering what to do, he suddenly heard a woman screaming, and he turned his head to see four red-haired thieves breaking into the women's pile and picking up a few like sheep. Among them, there is a girl who is particularly spicy, like a female ghost with a cloak on her head, and she scratches everyone fiercely, picking her eyes and kicking her crotch, and it hurts just to look at it.

The group of red-haired bandits couldn't talk to her, they watched like wolves, and at this moment, Mo Hua saw the girl's appearance clearly, but he didn't expect it to be Wei Jiang.

Wei Erlang, the heartless !! Mo Hua secretly scolded Wei Erlang, but he didn't know that Wei Erlang was also a mud bodhisattva who crossed the river and could not protect himself. He fled east and west and couldn't get into the pile of red hair, and he couldn't find Mohua and them, so in a hurry, he ran to the beach. Inadvertently, Wei Erlang saw his big boat leaning against the side of the shoal, and there were several people walking around on the boat like guards, and there was a round thing next to it that was facing the fire.

Wei Erlang squinted his eyes and took a closer look, isn't this round thing the bald head of the third uncle?!

Finally found the third uncle! Wei Erlang was extremely excited, but when he thought of Wei Jiang, he was at a loss.

At the same time, Wei Jiang was fighting with several red-haired thieves, scratching, kicking and biting, so that they did not dare to get close, and the girls seemed to think she was fierce, and they hid behind her one after another to seek refuge. A flock of sheep is difficult to catch, a sheep is aggressive, and after a few struggles, Wei Jiang fell into the hands of the red-haired thief.

Wei Jiang was angry, hateful and anxious, and suddenly thought of the bamboo whistle left by Mo Hua, and wanted to blow it but felt that it was not the right time. In the midst of her embarrassment, a man walked up to her, two feet tall, like a bear, with a lot of flesh foam on his red beard.

Babbling, Wei Jiang didn't understand the words, I saw this bear-like red haired man push a few thieves away, and then picked her up like a chicken. As soon as he made a move, the red hair under him didn't dare to move, as if Wei Jiang belonged to him in an instant.

"Fuck off! Pig Luo! Wei Jiang kicked him in the crotch, but he didn't expect it to be like a kick on a stone, her foot hurt terribly, but he didn't react.

Dashi stared at Wei Jiang with an interesting expression, he smiled, grinning and revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"She's mine."

Da Shi said as he clamped Wei Jiang under his arm. After Mo Hua, who was standing not far away, heard this, he quietly picked up a stone and shot it at his knee.

The boulder was as hard as a stone, and it didn't move at all.

Wei Jiang knew that Dashi had bad intentions, and struggled in his hands. She looked up and saw that he had long hair on his chest, even his breasts, head and navel were thickly hairy, and she was in a hurry, so she simply reached out and grabbed a circle of hair from his nipples, and pulled it desperately.

"Ahh Dashi was in pain and let go of his hand. Wei Jiang fell to the ground and fell on her buttocks, she didn't care about crying out for pain, she felt disgusted when she looked at the two tufts of hair in her hand, and threw them away repeatedly.

Seeing Dashi being played by a woman, the red-haired thieves all laughed. Dashi's face was dull, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and he pulled out the scimitar at his waist to cut Wei Jiang's head.

At the last moment, a person appeared from the tent halfway up the hill and yelled at Dashi, and the scimitar in Dashi's hand suddenly froze.

Wei Jiang guessed that the man was saying, "Stop." She looked and saw a man standing in front of the tent, with high eyebrows and a high nose, dressed in a shirt with a breasted button, and brass buttons on his shoulders and cuffs; Underneath is a pair of breeches tucked into knee-length black boots.

The first time she saw the red hair in this kind of clothes, Wei Jiang felt very surprised, and then she glanced at it, and when she saw that all the minions were respectful, she guessed that he was the leader here.

Wei Jiang had an idea, and hurriedly slipped away from under the big stone knife and squeezed into the girl's pile, but the few people who were protected by her just now seemed to be afraid of provoking the fire, and desperately pushed her out.

At this time, the thief leader standing outside the tent yelled a few words at Dashi and then went in, not for Wei Jiang's business.

As soon as the bandit leader left, Wei Jiang fell into danger again. Dashi put away his scimitar, turned his eyes back to her, and walked over. Wei Jiang knew that this time there was a lot of bad luck, so she had to use the bamboo whistle left by Mo Hua for her, and then before the whistle sounded, someone suddenly stepped in between them and threw something at the big stone.

Wei Jiang looked down and saw that it was a tattered glove.

The glove was like a piece of dry wood falling in a fire, a fire breaker falling in a firecracker, and it blew the shallows open at once. The thieves gathered around one after another, as if shouting a trumpet, shaking their arms and shouting.

The roars rang out in unison, resounding throughout Bamboo Island. Wei Jiang didn't know why, she hurriedly looked around, only to see everyone's faces excited, their eyes shining, as if they were ready to watch a good show.

This Dashi and Mohua are the people in the play.

"Let's give it a try."

Mo Hua asked the question, and he threw his gloves on the ground according to the rules of the red hair, so as to write a war letter to Dashi.

He said red-haired words, Wei Jiang couldn't understand it, but when she saw this Yingting's back, she knew that he was coming.

Wei Jiang's heart was surging, but he couldn't come forward to recognize her, and Mo Hua seemed to understand her thoughts, he put one hand behind his waist and made a gesture, signaling that she was all right.

Wei Jiang comprehended and slowly retreated to the side. She saw the big man look disdainful, and his beard was raised as if he were sneering.

"Just you little, I'm going to crush your bones to slag." As he spoke, Da Shi made a fist gesture, and his bones were clenched with a gurgling sound, even if Wei Jiang couldn't understand his words, he understood that he wanted to pinch Mo Hua to death.

In fact, Mo Hua didn't take this person into his eyes from beginning to end, he didn't want to expose it before, so he pretended to be frightened, but now that this stinky stone wants to do something to Wei Jiang, he can't sit still.

The corners of Mo Hua's lips raised slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, and then he looked around again, the general who was hiding in the tent just now had also appeared, since the fish had swam over, it was time to close the net.

"Come on, stupid pig. Today I want to teach you a good lesson and let you remember not to bully people. ”

Mo Hua provoked, and this really said to the hearts of several minions, especially the red-haired little girl just now, who roared excitedly, thinking that he had succeeded in sowing discord, and that a fool was willing to stand up for him.

When Dashi heard him scolding him for being a stupid pig, he immediately became annoyed, and his face turned red, which was exactly the same as pork that had been scalded by water. He immediately ripped off his shirt and tightened his arms as he roared, revealing his strong muscles.

Mo Hua didn't like this savage appearance, but elegantly straightened his clothes, and then took out the bamboo cigarette stick from his waist, and slowly followed.

The thieves gathered together to watch them fight. While people were not paying attention, Wei Jiang quietly slipped to the side and prepared to get out at any time. At this moment, her right shoulder suddenly sank, like a hand falling on her shoulder. 166 Reading Network