Chapter 8: The Living Yama of the World

Last time, it was said that Zilong killed the black tiger, everyone was fine, and they were very happy in their hearts.

Zilong looked at the black tiger corpse on the ground, and then looked at the embarrassed appearance of the four people, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I thought to myself: If this was in my time, just a few of us, hunting wild animals, and it was a rare species, the black tiger, this would not be enough to shoot ten times.

After that, he leaned over and touched the body of the black tiger, feeling very pity.

Suddenly! A question appeared in front of Zilong.

The horses were scared away by the threat of the black tiger, how can they go back now? From here to my uncle's house at least dozens of miles, if you walk, you have to walk for several hours, mainly mountain roads, and then look at these living ones, either lame or lame, either the face is swollen, or the mouth is crooked, whether you can walk or not is a problem, how can you walk home.

"Fuck! It's you who have brought us to this point. The second king pointed at the black tiger and cursed, and wanted to trample its corpse with his feet.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Zilong hurriedly stopped:

"Second king, no! Speaking of which, it can be regarded as the overlord of this mountain, and you and I have come to this mountain, and if it is ugly, it has also broken into its territory, and we must not be rude to it. ”

"Yes!" The second king restrained his rough behavior for a moment, and then asked carefully, "Childe, how is it now?"

"That's right! Cousin, what now? Gongsun Hui'er also asked.

Zilong thought about it, what can be done!

"Let's go! Look around to see if there are any people in the neighborhood, and borrow two horses for use first. ”

"Childe, what should I do with this black tiger?" The king asked, pointing to the corpse of the black tiger on the ground.

Zilong looked at the huge body of the black tiger, worthy of being the king of beasts, he was still so majestic even when he died, and thought to himself that if this thing was brought back and made into a specimen, wouldn't it be wonderful! So he said to the king, "Pack it up and see if you can take it away."

"Take it away!?" The king, the second king, and Gongsun Hui'er exclaimed at the same time.

"How to bring such a big one, besides, we are still a problem now." The king said.

"But this thing can't just be put here!" Zilong said.

"That's right!" The second king also chimed in, "Just this brute, almost cost us all our lives." ”

Just when Zilong was at a loss.

Suddenly, there was a string sound, and a cold arrow flew over with a rattle tail against the back of Zilong's head. With a "click", the arrow was deeply inserted into the trunk of a tree not far away.

"What's going on?" The crowd was shocked.

Hurriedly picked up the weapons on the ground, and didn't care about anything else, looking around vigilantly.

"Hey! Which way of heroes and heroes, come out to speak, and put cold arrows in the back, it is really the work of villains. The second king yelled around.

After waiting for a long time and no one came out to respond, the second king continued to shout at the top of his voice, "In Xia Youzhou, Wang Erlang, known as the three-inch savage, dares to ask the hero's name, can he come out and see it." ”

The king also stood up at this time, hugged his fist at the sky, and also shouted: "Wang Dalang in Xiayouzhou, known as the god of Hercules, dares to ask the hero's name and whether he can show up." ”

Yes! It turns out that the real name of the two kings is Wang Dalang Wang Erlang, listening to their self-introduction, there must be a little bit of a background in the rivers and lakes.

After reporting to the door, not long after, there was a sound of rustling behind a hillside not far away, and then some people came out one after another, about twenty or so, dressed as bandits, and slowly approached Zilong and them.

When those guys came to him, the head of the thief hugged his fist and said, "It turned out to be the second king of Youzhou, and the brother is polite here." There seems to be politeness in the words, but more of it is ill-intentioned.

Zilong looked at this guy carefully, and saw that he was also in his thirties, fat and fat, and carrying a ghost-headed knife. Staring at them, it felt like I owed him a few lives.

This guy is so ugly, with a sideways face with pitholes on it, and he seems to have given birth to a pockmarked face.

As far as his appearance is concerned, he looks like a thief if he doesn't steal, and a clear-eyed person can know at a glance that this person is not a good person. As the saying goes, pockmarks are ruthless, and their faces are black, and this guy has both of them. It must be that the business of robbing houses and houses has been working for a long time, and they are born from the heart.

The king clasped his fists again and said: "Dare to ask the strong man with his surname, why he put a cold arrow behind him."

"Chill the arrow! Who put it? The thief turned his head and pretended to be angry and scolded the thieves, "Who the put the cold arrow?" ”

After saying that, he turned his head and said with a smile to Zilong and his party, "The discipline is not strict, and I ask for your forgiveness from the heroes." ”

Clear-eyed people know what's going on at a glance, believe you a ghost. If you hadn't instructed you, you would have dared to do that bunch of straw bales under your hands?

The king sneered, "This strong man, I don't dare to say it if I forgive me, I just want to ask, ...... your actions"

The thief hurriedly laughed and said, "In Xia Li Qiankun, people gave the nickname Living Yama, and now I came here just for one thing, and I ask you to send it to you." ”

"I don't know what your Excellency is?"

"Ahh The thief leader Li Qiankun used his head as a hand and pointed to the black tiger corpse behind Zilong, "I want that." ”

"Hey! What if we don't! Gongsun Hui'er crossed her hands on her waist and said angrily.

"Oops! There is also a girl, I can't imagine that in this barren mountains and mountains, I can see such a handsome girl, it's really ......" The thief Li Qiankun smiled maliciously.

Looking at his bear-like appearance, it is difficult to think about the beauty in front of him.

"If you don't give it, then don't blame me......"

Suddenly, a silver spear lay between the thief Li Qiankun and Gongsun Hui'er.

It's Zilong! I saw Zilong holding a silver spear in his hand, his eyes staring at the tip of the spear, and his face was expressionless.

"Say! What do you want to do? ”

After a period of fighting with the black tiger, Zilong finally figured out one thing, that is, ability, I can kill such a big black tiger, and there is nothing in the world that I can't die.

Kung Fu! It is steady, accurate, ruthless, the combination of strength and speed, and the other is a state of mind, not impatient or impatient. To kill the other party, one opportunity is enough, and what you have to do is to have a stable mentality, create and grasp this opportunity.

Just these guys in front of him, frizzy, scary, and powerful, that is, as the saying goes: on pretending to be invincible, on real ability, that is, invincible.

It is said that Zilong carried the gun to the middle, and the momentum was simply handsome and domineering.

At this time, someone in the group of thieves began to whisper

"Ahh Could it be him? ”

Looking at their expressions, there seemed to be a look of fear.

Presumably, the thief leader Li Qiankun also sensed the strangeness in the crowd, so he shook the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand, looked at Zilong and asked:

"Dare to ask the hero's name."

For this group of scoundrels in the market, who often bully people with more people, and are afraid of being soft and afraid of hard, Zilong has seen too much, and he really doesn't want to talk nonsense with them, so he pointed a gun:

"Don't chirp, just say what you want to do."

The thief head Li Qiankun was pointed at by Zilong's silver spear, and his momentum dropped by half in an instant, but the thieves behind him looked at it, and they couldn't get over their faces, so they could only continue stubbornly:

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking. I don't kill the nameless, I dare to ask where the people are, and I respect the name. ”

"Respect your uncle, if you want to die, say it early, don't chirp crookedly, you are still alive. Go! Labor and management are still born Jade Emperor. ”

After that, a beautiful left spin picked up the silver gun and smashed it at Li Qiankun's head.