"Are you really going to let them go?" Jin Dabiao squinted at the three captured bandits, although the three captured bandits took the initiative to lead the way for them, but Jin Dabiao still couldn't believe the three bandits. Zhuo Fei, who was asked by Jin Dabiao, did not speak, but just smiled at Jin Dabiao, who already understood what Zhuo Fei meant by laughing. Not only did Jin Dabiao not believe the three captured bandits, but in fact, Zhuo Fei couldn't trust them, if he hadn't asked these three guys to show them the way, Zhuo Fei would have killed these three guys with a knife a long time ago.

Hurriedly escorted the Zhao family's convoy into Jinan City, and Zhuo Fei and Jin Dabiao, who had not even sat on the buttocks, left Jinan with more than a dozen escorts and went straight to Niutou Mountain, the bandits' nest. What ambushed Zhuo Fei and them were two groups of bandits, one of which was wiped out by the bandits from Niutou Mountain, and the bandits who blocked the road and robbed had to pull up another cottage, it can be imagined how weak the bandits in Niutou Mountain were, especially after they had just lost more than 50 people.

If you eat persimmons, you have to pick the soft ones first, and you must naturally fight the ones who are sure first, so after Zhuo Fei and Jin Dabiao combined, they decided to take Niutou Mountain first, and after taking the Niutou Mountain bandits' lair, they would turn around and go to Horseshoe Stream to find trouble with another group of bandits. The three bandits who were ordered by Zhuo Fei to stay alive naturally became guides, and between life and death, the three bandits who were lucky enough to survive obviously chose to continue to live. So, when Zhuo Fei and Jin Dabiao asked about the internal situation of the cottage, these three guys couldn't even tell how many nails there were on the door of the cottage.

After learning about the actual situation of Niutou Mountain, not only Zhuo Fei, but even Jin Dabiao felt that it was easy to take Niutou Mountain. In order to intercept the Zhao family's convoy, the bandits in Niutou Mountain sent more than 50 people out of the mountain at one time, and now there are only a dozen bandits left behind in the nest and some women and children on Niutou Mountain. As the old saying goes, on the night of the murder in the dark moon, the wind is high and the sky is on fire, in order to be able to sneak attack the bandits' lair in Niutou Mountain at night, Zhuo Fei and they did not dare to stay in Jinan for a while, but after settling down for a while, they took the three bandits who volunteered to lead the way and left Jinan City.

Zhuo Fei and they need to ride a horse to Wangjiazhuang, which is more than 40 miles away from Jinan City, and then hike into the mountain to the north to bypass and climb several mountains, before they can reach the bandits' lair. Zhuo Fei and Jin Dabiao knew without asking that Wangjiazhuang and this gang of bandits that they would definitely not be able to escape, but their current target was the bandits' lair, and Wangjiazhuang was not in their sight at all.

Zhuo Fei's luck never seemed to be bad, and the group walked through the mountains for a while, and finally took advantage of the night to touch the real Niutou Mountain. By this time, the dark clouds had almost obscured the moonlight. A little starlight can illuminate a range of five meters, which is a good thing for Zhuo Fei and them. Leaving one person to take care of the horses and guard the prisoners, taking advantage of this faint starlight, Zhuo Fei and the others trotted all the way, according to the confessions of the three bandits, and quietly touched the mountain.

Lying in the grass halfway up the mountain, Zhuo Fei and the others hid their figures, carefully staring at a thatched shack not far away. According to the confessions of the three bandits, this is a sentry point set up by the bandits in the middle of the mountain, and there will be three or two bandits guarding it. Zhuo Fei lowered his body and slowly touched the silent grass shed, only to see two sleepy sentries in the grass shed, with a gong and two spears on his side. Looking at these two sentinels, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but laugh again and again, these two sentinels were simply an ornament.

Zhuo Fei didn't intend to let go of these two sleepy bandit sentinels, he was in urgent need of merit points now, turned around and gestured at Jin Dabiao and his party not far away, and before the other party understood, Zhuo Fei had already flashed into the grass shed with a short knife in his backhand. When he touched the side of one of the bandit sentries less than a meter, Zhuo Fei secretly took a deep breath and suddenly made a move.

Zhuo Fei stretched out his left hand like lightning and covered the other party's mouth and nose, and before the bandit could react, the short knife in Zhuo Fei's right hand went down the bone gap in his back waist and inserted it silently. The blade of the short knife that Zhuo Fei bought in Cangzhou was a bit thick, and the blade of this short knife could easily touch the bones and make a sound, so that it could be detected by other targets. The blade of the short knife that Jin Dabiao lent to Zhuo Fei is relatively thin, and although the lethality is not as good as the three-edged military thorn that Zhuo Fei used in his later life, it is not bad for silent killing.

The kidneys are inside the back of a person, and if the kidney is stabbed with a sharp object, the person will fall into extreme pain. Because it hurts so much that you can't even scream, if you don't treat it in time, you will die quickly. Feeling that the bandit's head was tilted suddenly, there was only air out of the mouth and nose and no air intake, but the sleepy bandit next to him didn't notice it, Zhuo Fei smiled coldly, helped the corpse in his arms to gently put it down, and then cut the blade to the throat of another bandit.

"Poof" The sharp blade cut the throat of another bandit, and a large amount of blood plasma spurted out from the knife edge like water, and the bandit who was cut by the blade at the same time along with the trachea could no longer make a sound, so he could only cover his throat with both hands in vain, making a muffled uh-uh sound. Knowing that this bandit was also lifeless, Zhuo Fei gently put him on the ground, wiped the blood on the short knife on the corpse, and Zhuo Fei in the grass shed waved to Jin Dabiao.

Jin Dabiao's first feeling when he entered the grass shed was that his brain hurt, and his head was throbbing with the heavy smell of blood in the grass shed, and he had already seen Zhuo Fei's ability to shoot guns during the day, but he just didn't expect Zhuo Fei to have such a ruthless hand-to-hand method. Pulling out the outpost set up by the bandits in the middle of the mountain, Zhuo Fei and his party continued to march towards the mountain, at this moment Zhuo Fei was like a lone wolf hunting in the middle of the night, in order to successfully hunt the target, quite patient. When there is no absolute certainty, never do it, never waste physical strength, once there is an opportunity, it will explode in an instant.

Not long after walking up the mountain, Zhuo Fei and the others could already see the stone houses and wooden fences that the bandits had built near the top of the mountain. The stone houses built by the bandits are made of local materials at a glance, and their rough appearance is similar to the South Asian aboriginal shacks that Zhuo Fei has seen, but even so, the bandits still built a wooden fence to enclose these dozens of stone houses, and there is even a gate on the fence, and there are two bandits guarding outside the gate at this time.

Looking at the lantern hanging at the gate from a distance and the two bandits with guns standing under the lantern, Zhuo Fei's stomach was almost broken by laughter, standing under the lantern in the dark sky where he could barely reach out and lose his fingers, these two goods were simply looking for death. Ignoring Jin Dabiao and his men's imminent move, Zhuo Fei just turned around and gave them a gesture to prepare for the attack, and then felt out of the shadow where he was hiding.

After observing for a while, Zhuo Fei was sure that the two bandits standing guard at the door must be more sleepy than the two who had died in the grass hut. Sentinels had to keep an eye on their surroundings at all times, and they only had to stand there, as the weather would be neither hot nor cold, and it would be strange to stand still without being sleepy.

is the so-called master of the art is bold, bold and higher, Zhuo Fei in the later life after being framed by the team members, he is extremely advocating violence, when he is sure, he likes to be simple and rude, and he does not like Lang to spend time in circles. Considering that the two bandits guarding the gate were already very sleepy at this time, and the most dangerous place was the safest, Zhuo Fei immediately gave up the plan of attacking, and he planned to enter the bandits' lair from the gate in a dignified manner.

Zhuo Fei took a deep breath of cool air, and when this breath was exhaled again, he felt that he was much more energetic. Sneaking in sideways against the wooden fence, probably due to the angle problem, Zhuo Fei, who was getting closer and closer to the gate, could only see the sentry on the right. It's just that after seeing this sentry, Zhuo Fei, who had been holding his breath, almost laughed. The thing Zhuo Fei saw was so clever that he actually stuck his whole body on the wall of the door, which would be squinting and dozing off constantly.

Sticking to the fence, Zhuo Fei moved a few steps quickly, and finally came to the door. looked at the sentry on the right again, and found that the guy was still the same, so Zhuo Fei was relieved. Prick up his ears and feel that the other bandit was in a similar state to this one, Zhuo Fei slowly stretched out his head to reveal half of his body, and finally saw another bandit. In addition, the bandit was naturally dozing off, his entire upper body was leaning against the doorpost, and his head was also resting on it, so he looked much more comfortable than the one on the right.

Feeling more sure, Zhuo Fei bit the short knife in his mouth, quietly walked in front of this guy, and suddenly stretched out a pair of big hands, choked the other party's throat, and lifted him off the ground. Suddenly attacked, the napping bandit quickly opened his eyes, felt that he was about to suffocate, but he could not make a sound and could not call his companions for help, so he struggled hard. It's a pity that his struggle was obviously in vain, Zhuo Fei's hand was too strong, and the moment he grabbed his neck, he vigorously pinched his throat bone. The bandit's face quickly turned purple, his tongue slowly drooped out, and his strength to struggle became smaller and smaller.

At the end, the bandit's legs kicked violently, his head bowed, and there was no more life. After strangling the bandit, Zhuo Fei gently lowered him to the ground, and at this time, the other bandit was still napping. With a gesture of his right palm, Zhuo Fei slammed his palm into the neck of the other bandit. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, mixed with a faint sound of neck breaking, and the other bandit's neck hung down instantly, and he was confused.