Zhao Lie turned around and saw two people. One is thin and one is fat, in fact, thin is not too thin, the body shape is close to average, but it is thin compared to fat people. Fat is really fat, but he is five feet tall, at least one hundred and eighty pounds. The weather is hot and open, with a shy Arhat belly, thick arms and thick legs, worthy of the four characters of Kong Wu and powerful.

Before Zhao Lie could speak, Ding Xiaoyi's hateful voice sounded beside him: "Just now it was this thin man who laughed at us and said that my dagger was wooden." ”

The thin man's ears were very pointed, otherwise he would not have heard Zhao Hunt speak from a distance and ran to provoke. Hearing this, he laughed: "I was wrong just now, don't be surprised, little brother, of course your dagger is not wooden." ”

Ding Xiaoqi is just an ordinary fisherman, and his temper is easily provoked by one or two harsh words, and it is easy to fade for an apology. Stupid: "Even if you have eyesight, my dagger ......"

The thin man laughed in vain and said, "Of course your dagger is not made of wood, and many hardwoods are better than broken iron." I guess your dagger is made of bamboo. Hahahaha! ”

Ding Xiaoqi's nose was crooked.

Zhao Lie's face sank, this thin man was obviously looking for ballast. Shi Yang and Ding Xiaoyi were both angry, and each pressed their guns tightly, while Wang Ping'an silently filled the two shotguns into the double-barreled shotgun.

According to the agreement, it was Ma Nanchun who came forward to deal with him.

Ma Xiushi stepped forward, stroked his black beard, and shouted, "Which family are you waiting for?" If you are so open-mouthed, are you not afraid of causing trouble for your master? ”

The fat and thin duo crossed their arms and sneered, but did not answer.

The conflict that occurred here immediately attracted sideways attention, and many people slowly gathered around.

The thin man suddenly made a move, took off the sheath knife at his waist, and hooked his fingers at Ding Xiaoyi, with great contempt.

Zhao Lie's heart jumped suddenly, and secretly said, "It's going to be bad", as soon as he stretched out his hand, but he was a step too late, Ding Xiaoyi's thin body jumped out like a cat, and pulled out the dagger: "Come on, try to see whose knife is sharp!" ”

The thin man stretched out his hand: "Okay, I'll try." Halfway through his hand, he suddenly changed direction, grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's thin and sharp wrist, snatched the dagger with a twist, and kicked Ding Xiaoqi out with a flying kick. Then he raised the dagger high and said sharply, "Everyone has seen it, it was this little king and eight lambs who used the knife first, and I must be blamed for not ...... my brothers."

Before the voice fell, the change was abrupt.

Four men suddenly burst out of the crowd that was gathering to watch the excitement and pounced on them from the east and west.

Before Shi Yang could figure out what was going on, he was twisted by two strong men, one left and one right, and couldn't move. The other two men went straight to Zhao Hunt.

Zhao Lie had already realized that something was wrong, and before the two men could pounce in front of him, half of the two guns had been drawn - as he said before, no matter how fast the opponent's action was, it couldn't be faster than the gun pulling machine. But there is a premise, be prepared in advance, and do not hesitate to do so.

However, at this time, Zhao Lie hesitated for half a second, and didn't figure out what was going on, is it okay to kill people and cry blood? It's on someone else's turf. Avoiding the essentials? With the medical level of this era, there is no way to cure gunshot wounds, and even if they hit their hands and feet, they are either dead or disabled.

The opportunity was fleeting, and four thick arms came over. Zhao Lie flipped his wrist, smashed an arm with the butt of his gun, and then staggered his opponent back with one knee. But his right arm was twisted by another strong man and pressed down. Zhao Lie made a counter-grappling, and swept his left arm backwards across the opponent's neck. The strong man let go of Zhao Lie's left wrist with one hand and cut it hard. Zhao Lie struggled to retract his arms, and the strong man reached his arms, and the two sides were entangled between control and counter-control, and they were at a stalemate for a while.

Zhao Lie was still holding a pistol in one hand, the muzzle of the gun was facing the strong man's abdomen, and the strong man only gritted his teeth to control Zhao Hunt's arms, completely unaware that there was a terrible weapon aimed at his own vital point. At this time, as long as Zhao Lie put his index finger on the board machine and buckled it, this strong man with a fierce dragon and tiger would become a dead snake.

To buckle or not to buckle?

It's not that Zhao Lie is indecisive, but he has already seen that these four men have no murderous intentions, they just want to control them, otherwise they can hold the blade and not attack empty-handed.

The tiger is not harmful, but can people have the intention of killing the tiger?

Zhao Lie is entangled here, but Ma Nanchun is in danger over there.

That's right, in danger!

The big fat man, who had not spoken, suddenly rushed over and hugged Ma Nanchun by the waist.

Among the heroes gathered this time, Ma Nanchun's identity is the highest, even if it is the convener Jiang Fenglie, he has to buy him a little face, and the heroes are polite and even a little respectful to him. I didn't expect a rough retinue to dare to raid him. Unsuspectingly, he was hugged upright, shocked and angry: "Bastard, what are you going to do?" Suddenly, the cold light was dazzling, and a bright knife stabbed at the chest and abdomen.

The knife was Ding Xiaoqi's dagger, and the dagger was held in the thin man's hand, piercing fiercely and hatefully, without the slightest joke. The edge of the special steel dazzled Ma Nanchun's eyes, and it also reflected the eyes of Zhao Hunt in the fight.

Zhao Hunt was suffocated, his pupils were like needles, these people were really playing! Can't hesitate any longer, the index finger buckles on the plate machine......

Boom!

Whew—

Sparks burst out, white smoke gushing. The dagger fell to the ground, and blood gushed like a fountain.

The chaotic scene suddenly froze, except for the miserable screams of a thin man killing a pig and the sound of cold air, there was no sound.

At the moment when the gun rang out, Zhao Lie almost thought that his pistol had gone off, but when he saw the thin man falling, he was sure that it was not his own gun, but-

Ding Xiaoyi!

The focus of the audience was on this girl who didn't look amazing.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi was holding a shotgun with a long barrel, his right eye had just left the scope, his face was pale, but his eyes were as firm as his tone: "Let go of Brother Zhao, Ma Xiushi, and Brother Shi." Otherwise, you'll be the ones who will fall the next moment - I'm sure it's not just your wrists that will hurt. And it must be faster than you rush over. ”

There was silence in the audience, and even the screams stopped abruptly, only the sonorous voice of the girl echoed in the pine forest.

When the attack occurred, the opponent's targets were all on Zhao Lie, Ma Nanchun, and Shi Yang, and they didn't pay attention to Ding Xiaoyi, Ding Xiaoyi, and Wang Ping'an, and naturally didn't pay attention to them. No one noticed that the girl was biting through the carton packet of fixed ammunition as fast as she could, reloading bullets, pouring medicine, and aiming ...... The muzzle of the gun was originally aimed at the strong man who was fighting with Zhao Hunt, but when the thin man's dagger pounced on Ma Nanchun, the muzzle immediately turned, and the crosshair in the scope locked on the thin man's dagger wrist.

With a movement of the fingers, the board retracted, the hammer fell, hitting the flint, and the sparks that were scratched fell into the medicine pool, igniting the powder powder. The black powder burns rapidly and conducts from the fire door to the barrel, and the flame ignites the propellant in the barrel, and the air pressure formed by the expanding gas violently squeezes out the finger-sized lead bullet and a large amount of white smoke and sparks, transforming it into an astonishing lethality.

A shot through the wrist.

Explosive weapons were already available in this era, but this was the first time that body-worn weapons had appeared. Well, the kind of assault rifle that is similar to fireworks does not need to be mentioned.

Fireworks, loud noises, and terrible lethality shocked the audience.

Zhao Lie took advantage of the strong man's stunnedness, knocked it away with a backelbow, stepped forward and used the left wheel to resist the fat man's bare head, opened the hammer with his thumb board, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "I'll count three times, and if I don't let go, I'll blow up your bald head!" ”

"One!"

The fat man was dumbfounded, his hands were still tightly wrapped around Ma Nanchun, and he didn't know that death was coming.

"Two!"

"What's going on?" The crowd was divided, and one person came out in line.

The fat man who was still holding on to the hoop before immediately let go, grabbed the thin man who was holding his wrist and twitching, and knelt down on one knee with a few strong men who were looking for provocation: "Knock to see the general." ”

Zhao Lie held Ma Nanchun and collided with the other party.

Fang Yulong.