Chapter 10: Killing Little Red Riding Hood with One Shot

A canyon corridor divides Baiyin Mountain into east and west mountains, and the official road leading to Zhangjiakou is built on the canyon corridor.

At the beginning, the official road was built here, which was to save labor and effort, and it was close to Zhangjiakou. The vegetation on both sides is dense, the pine forests are turbulent, and the official road is built here, which is also the best choice.

However, in recent years, this official road has become a nightmare in the hearts of businessmen.

I don't know where the mountain bandits came from, but they actually set up checkpoints in the canyon. When the bandits are in a good mood, they collect some taxes and let you go, and when they are in a bad mood, they directly detain all the goods.

There is a detour, but many times, time is pressing, and the detour will delay time and money. In desperation, I had to take the risk of taking the official road of the canyon.

At that time, a convoy slowly entered the canyon, several large carts, full of goods.

More than 20 swordsmen nervously observed the mountains and forests on both sides.

At the front of the convoy, a teenager with a spear followed closely by the middle-aged man beside him.

"Dad, why do you have to take this path? Those thieves are not easy to deal with! ”

The middle-aged man clasped his hands and sighed softly, "You don't want to?" However, the owner of the goods is urgent, if it is a detour, it will be two days late to Zhangjiakou, which will delay the owner's affairs, and we can't afford to pay for it. ”

"Hey, but these thieves have been pretty good at the rules lately, and if they give some money, they will let people go!"

The young man frowned and clenched his spear, "I hope so!" ”

The boy raised his head and looked at the winding canyon, feeling a sense of loss in his heart. What happened to the Ming Dynasty? The civil unrest is getting more and more, and now even the territory of Shuntianfu is not at peace.

The thieves set up cards to collect taxes, and the officers and soldiers disappeared, which is ironic when you think about it.

At the beginning, the thieves were not so arrogant, and the nearby guards also came to suppress the bandits. But somehow, after a few battles, the strength of the thieves became stronger and stronger, but the number of guards became smaller and smaller, and even the deputy Qianhu who was responsible for suppressing the bandits died on the white waist mountain.

Since then, Baiyin Mountain has become a climate, and the officials of the nearby county town are eager to stay in the city every day, and it is impossible for them to come out to suppress bandits.

After walking for about half an hour, a wooden building level appeared in front of me.

When several men in ragged jackets on the wooden building saw the convoy, one of them grinned, rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Yo, there's a big fat sheep, it's time for us to get rich!"

A man ran down the wooden building and shouted twice, and after a while, a burly strong man came to the wooden building slowly, his face was yellow, he had a short beard, and a black robe was wrapped in a cloak.

Cloak hunting, red as blood.

He is the little red wolf of one of the white-waisted mountain bandits, whose real name is Sun Buxiang.

At the end of the checkpoint, the convoy stopped, and the middle-aged man in the lead arched his hand towards the wooden building.

"Zhou Guozhong of a certain Shouyang Hanwei Dart Bureau, I don't know which one is in charge!"

A minion pointed to the side and said loudly, "This is our family, the little red wolf, the king of the waist mountain." ”

Zhou Guozhong's brows jumped wildly, and he gestured to the person behind him without a trace, "Be careful, you actually ran into him!" ”

On Baiyin Mountain, there are several groups of people and horses, and these bandits often beat their heads in order to seize the official road and collect more benefits.

Later, several groups of people couldn't fight anymore, so they discussed an idea, and everyone took turns to guard the official road, and the family guarded for two days. Among them, the little red wolf is the most greedy, and when he guards the checkpoints, he is often robbed.

Zhou Guozhong didn't expect that he would be so unlucky, and he would encounter a greedy little red wolf guarding the level.

"The wolf is in charge, I don't know if it's convenient, we understand the rules, and there won't be a penny less!"

As soon as the minions wanted to speak, the little red wolf pulled him to the side, held on to a protruding wooden board, and grinned: "Money? Lao Tzu lacks your money? ”

"Hey! Lao Tzu doesn't care what dart game you have, you are unlucky to meet me, this Lao Tzu is in a good mood, leave the goods, and let you pass the level safely! ”

"Isn't that okay with the wolf? Even if you are a thief, you have to follow the rules! ”

With a sneer, the gun-wielding boy glared angrily.

Zhou Guozhong's face changed greatly, and he secretly screamed in his heart. I just wanted to pull the boy back, but it was too late.

On the wooden floor, the little red wolf's yellow face became gloomy, and he pointed at the young man with a grin.

"Boy, you're not small, what's your name?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Shouyang Zhou Dingshan!" The young man shook off Zhou Guozhong's hand and looked at the little red wolf fearlessly.

"Good.... Okay, you also deserve to talk to Lao Tzu about the rules? Then Lao Tzu will teach you what the rules are! ”

The little red wolf waved his right hand, and the mountain bandits at the back of the level let out a chaotic roar.

Zhou Guozhong stomped his feet angrily, turned around and yelled at the people in the convoy: "Hurry up, turn the head of the car, and leave quickly!" Ten people left with the car, and the others blocked me. ”

As he spoke, the little red wolf rushed out of the checkpoint with dozens of mountain bandits, and they screamed and pounced. Zhou Dingshan shook his spear and spat fiercely, but before he could step forward, his arm was grabbed.

"Dingshan, you go back to Lao Tzu and leave with the convoy, Lao Tzu is still alive, and it is not your turn to be in charge!"

"No, I'm not leaving! Daddy, I'm going to slaughter these damned thieves with you! ”

"You..... You bastard, you want our old Zhou family to become extinct, don't you? You give me ......"

"Dad, be careful!" Zhou Dingshan threw Zhou Guozhong to the ground, and a flying knife was stuck in the dirt behind him, with a little blood on the blade.

Zhou Guozhong touched the scar on his cheek in shock, if it weren't for his son's quick reaction, he would have died under this flying knife at this moment.

These famous thieves really have a bit of murderous skills.

Unable to allow Zhou Guozhong's father and son to relax, the little red wolf waved his double knives and led people to pounce. The little red wolf stared at Zhou Dingshan at a glance, and surrounded Zhou Guozhong's father and son with more than a dozen people.

The father and son of the Zhou family are not weak in kung fu, and they are not afraid in the face of more than a dozen mountain bandits. Especially Zhou Dingshan, a spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon, and several mountain bandits died under this spear.

In the face of such a fierce father and son of the Zhou family, the little red wolf gradually developed a sense of fear, he quietly stepped back, flipped his hands, and threw the double knives in his hands violently, stabbing towards Zhou Dingshan's back.

Zhou Dingshan was busy dealing with the bandits in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to his back at all, and it was too late to sense the danger at this time.

Zhou Guozhong's eyes widened, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and he forced back the person in front of him with a knife, and rushed towards Zhou Dingshan.

Zhou Dingshan was hit hard by Zhou Guozhong, and his body fell to the ground, but two steel knives stabbed him in the body.

He was stabbed in the chest by two steel knives, dripping with blood, Zhou Guozhong knew that he would definitely die, he waved the knife in his hand wildly, trying to win a little space for Zhou Dingshan.

Joyama ..... Come on..... Let's go....."

"I don't ..... Father..... I won't leave....." In an instant, Zhou Dingshan's eyes were full of tears, and the hand holding the gun was constantly dripping with blood.

"Let's go..... The Zhou family can't be extinct....."

"Ah..... Ah.....h

Zhou Dingshan leaned his neck and let out a heart-rending roar, his neck was covered with green tendons, and his expression was hideous and terrifying. He glanced at Zhou Guozhong, who was like a bloody man, and got up and killed towards the periphery.

Zhou Dingshan was like a dryland tiger, his spear was so powerful that several mountain bandits couldn't stop him for a while, so he stabbed two to death and broke out of the encirclement.

The little red wolf was shocked, picked up a steel fork, stabbed Zhou Guozhong to the ground, and roared: "Catch up with that little bastard for Lao Tzu, you must not let him run away...."

......

Zhou Dingshan wanted to fight hard, but he had to escape, his father couldn't die in vain.

Along a rugged mountain road, he fled in a panic, and behind him was the angry scolding of the little red wolf.

The little red wolf is not a stupid person, he knows very well in his heart that if he doesn't kill Zhou Dingshan today, he will definitely die in the hands of Zhou Dingshan in the future.

This Zhou Dingshan is as brave as a tiger, and in time, it will become a big disaster.

The eyes are full of pines and cypresses, and the vast wilderness is gloomy. Zhou Dingshan leaned against a pine tree, panting violently, with an unwilling look in his eyes.

"Is it ..... Are you going to die here? ”

The little red wolf was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Dingshan was almost desperate, and at this moment, an angry shout sounded in the pine forest.

"Uncle Sangun..... Fast..... Kill Little Red Riding Hood with one shot....."

It was too late, and there was a bang, and I saw a glimmer of fire flash in the darkness.

The little red wolf who rushed forward never dreamed that there would be a deadly killing machine hidden in the shadows, and by the time he sensed the danger, it was already too late.

I only felt a sharp pain on my whole face, as if ten thousand poisons devoured my heart, and the little red wolf rolled to the ground with a wail.

"My face..... My face ....."

In the gloomy mountains and forests, the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Rush ...... Kill Little Red Riding Hood ....."

"Kill..... Kill the little red wolf...."

The little red wolf rolled on the ground in pain, but his ears were not deaf.

Little Red Riding Hood? Lao Tzu is a wolf!

What the hell is Little Red Riding Hood?