At the end of August, Bashanhu took hundreds of people to Linxian, and the leopard Wuyi gang in Shaanxi Liukou was attacking Linxian, and Bashanhu wanted to wave the flag in response and join forces to break the city.

After only half a month, Bashanhu came back, driving a herd of livestock, pulling back more than a dozen carts of grain, and dozens of women who were tortured to death.

Huangcong Mountain is like a New Year, nearly 1,000 people cheered to carry grain, kill pigs and slaughter sheep.

Qin Chuan's injuries are almost healed, and he went to the top of the mountain to practice his sword a few days ago, and in addition to more than thirty old bandits, he also has a strong martial arts.

Now, he is squatting in a nest in the ground, drawing a map of China in the Ming Dynasty on the yellow clay ground.

His men gathered at the door of the nest, staring at the crowd of pigs and sheep slaughtered there.

I don't know if those bitches will give them some wine and meat, even a little.

When the cry of a woman sounded everywhere on Huangcong Mountain, Qin Chuan frowned and couldn't help but crawl out of the ground.

Turning the corner, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Dozens of naked bandits, surrounding several women who were pressed to the ground......

The combination of crazy lewd laughter and heart-rending cries is particularly harsh.

Some of them were like a puddle of mud, some were crying out from their hearts, and some were full of blood, as if they were biting their tongues and committing suicide but could not die at all.

There was one who was looking at Qin Chuan with empty eyes like dead fish, expressionlessly.

Qin Chuan's heart was blocked by something intangible, unspeakably uncomfortable, and the hot blood rushed straight to his brain, making his brain buzz with anger.

Behind him, the sound of swallowing saliva suddenly sounded.

Qin Chuan turned his head, glanced at him coldly, and said, "Among the rules of Jiuji Mountain, there is one that you must not kill indiscriminately or commit adultery, you shouldn't forget it, right?" ”

"How can you remember it?" The saliva swallowing subordinate laughed a few times.

Qin Chuan knew that the prestige accumulated by the original big boss was not as good as before, if it weren't for Luo Daniu's presence, that person's answer would probably be something else.

He looked at those people and said, "Bear with it first, after a while, I will take you to live a life of wine, meat and women." ”

"As long as you can follow the big boss, even if there is no wine, meat and no women, the brothers will die without regrets." The skinny monkey-like half-sized boy slapped his thin breasts with an old-fashioned bang.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Luo Da Niu slapped him on the door of the melon in the head, "Our big boss will definitely be able to make a comeback, and when the time comes, there will be a lot of wine and meat women." ”

"Yes, a lot."

A group of old bandits from Jiuji Mountain shouted happily.

"Hahaha, you scumbags, you want to make a comeback?"

Not far away, a burly man with a full face was tying his trouser headband and laughing unscrupulously.

Qin Chuan frowned.

That person's name is Hu Sankui, he is a small leader under the command of Bashan Tiger, and it was his person who came to Liwei at the beginning, and he was beaten by Luo Da Niu.

Seeing Qin Chuan looking, Hu Sankui grabbed a woman's hair, lifted the woman up, and sneered at Qin Chuan: "If you want a woman, there are a lot of them in the village, if you have the ability, come and get it." ”

As he spoke, Hu Sankui pulled out a big ring knife and put it against the woman's neck.

The woman who was tortured to death was trembling and crying, her empty eyes full of pleas for life.

"Hahaha, Master Kui, I'm afraid those cowards don't have the courage to take it."

A group of bandits from the Yellow Cong who were wearing their trouser headbands approached and laughed unscrupulously.

Luo Da Niu and the others were already furious, if it weren't for Qin Chuan's previous order that they couldn't do anything again, they would have killed them a long time ago.

Hu Sankui sneered disdainfully: "The woman that grandpa snatched is only for brave brothers to enjoy, you waste, you are not qualified." ”

Before he finished speaking, he wiped the big ring knife in his hand, and the woman knelt on the ground with her neck covered, scarlet blood gushing out from her fingers.

"I'll fuck your grandma."

Luo Da Niu's green muscles burst out, and he drew his knife and rushed towards Hu Sankui.

The other old bandits from Jiuji Mountain also rushed over.

Hu Sankui turned his knife horizontally, and dozens of Huangcong mountain thieves behind him also showed their weapons one after another and set up a battle.

"Give me all back!"

Qin Chuan grabbed Luo Da Niu.

"Big boss, that son of a bitch has stepped on our heads......"

"He's stepping on me, the big boss, if you want to come out, it should be me, when will it be your turn?"

"The ...... of the Big Boss"

"Get back to me!"

Seeing that Qin Chuan was imposing and had murderous aura in his eyes, Luo Daniu and the others hesitated for a moment, and finally walked back unwillingly.

"Hahahaha, it's a bunch of rubbish."

Hu Sankui laughed unscrupulously.

Qin Chuan didn't speak, only took a long knife from Luo Daniu's hand, and said coldly: "Let's pick Liangzi now, whoever dares to interfere, Lao Tzu will be the first to chop him." ”

"Yo ho, that's interesting."

Hu Sankui suddenly became interested and licked his lips: "Grandpa fulfilled your wish, picked this beam, don't cry for a while, just cry and beg for mercy." ”

Qin Chuan tightened the handle of the knife in his hand, feeling the familiar feeling.

This is a famous Miao knife in later generations, with a total length of three feet and seven inches, a handle of about one foot, and the knife body is covered with large and small openings, and it is sharpened to be extremely sharp.

Qin Chuan knew that if he coaxed him this time, it wouldn't take a few days before he would be eaten alive by Huang Congshan's life.

In these years, those who are still walking in the world are either reincarnated hungry ghosts or powerful ghosts who ask for their lives.

He didn't want to be a starving ghost, so he could only be the ghost who killed people without blinking.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan took a deep breath, dragged the knife with his hand, and walked towards Hu Sankui step by step.

Luo Daniu and the others took a few steps back, made way of space, and looked at Qin Chuan with excitement on their faces.

The great master has a well-known name, called a knife, and all those who are against him will die with the knife that he mistakenly passes.

But since he was seriously injured, the big boss seems to have changed as if he has changed a person, and even Luo Da Niu has begun to worry about whether he will not be able to get up from now on.

Now, he seems to have the fierce murderous spirit he used to have again.

The people of Huang Congshan have never heard of a knife, and they are laughing at the moment while waiting to see the excitement, they only know that the Kui Ye is the best player in the top five of Huang Congshan, and the tiger and tiger with a big ring knife dance are very powerful.

The waste in Jiuji Mountain, which has been hiding in the ground all day, is just here to die.

Seeing Qin Chuan approaching, Hu Sankui put the big ring knife on his shoulder, and said with a sneer: "It's too late for you to kneel down and beg grandpa now." ”

Qin Chuan said lightly: "I beg your mother to sleep with me, do you promise?" ”

"You're looking for death!"

Hu Sankui was furious, raised the big ring knife, and rushed towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the bright big knife slashed towards him, he suddenly took a big step diagonally, and the long knife that was originally dragging on the ground slammed up.

The two staggered, a big ring knife and half of the arm fell to the ground, Hu Sankui used the only remaining hand to cover his neck, and there was a strange clicking sound in his throat, and blood gushed out from his fingers like arrows.

Qin Chuan was still holding the long knife and took several deep breaths in a row.

The high strength of this body has long been firmly imprinted in the muscles and nervous system, and he only needs to hold the knife in his hand, and he can exert the original force with muscle memory.

However, he does not have the psychological quality of the original bandit leader who kills people without blinking.

The anger disappeared with the knife, and in its place was fear and a tingling scalp.

He killed.

This is something that he would not dare to think of in later generations.

But, in addition to being afraid, he was still a little excited.

"The big boss."

Luo Daniu hurried over, his face full of excitement, but he didn't say much.

Others also gathered around, as before, and called out "big boss".

Hu Sankui's dozens of subordinates showed their weapons one after another and surrounded them.

"Hurry up and report to the Tiger Master, the Kui Ye was killed by the son of a bitch in Jiuji Mountain."

Luo Da Niu pulled out a long knife: "Hahahaha, brothers, copy the blade, and accompany the big boss to kill him in the dark!" ”

"Fuck it."

A group of old bandits from Jiuji Mountain, who had been holding back for a long time, wielded knives and roared.