As soon as Wang Yuan left angrily, Cao Sanmao immediately stared at Wen Dao and gritted his teeth gloomily:

"I don't know if you're a newborn calf, or if you really have a furrow in your chest. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm afraid you don't know the power of the White Lotus Society, haha, but you don't have to be afraid of him. As long as you obediently explain these treasures to me clearly, it doesn't hurt to let you stay in the cottage. ”

Looking at the triumphant Cao Sanmao, Wendao also smiled, and suddenly grabbed the Type 05 5.8mm drum submachine gun lying on the table, raised the gun and said:

"What does Master Cao Zhai want to hear?"

After speaking, Wen Dao's hand had already completed a standard shooting action, and then he was satisfied with the gun in his hand, looking at Cao Sanmao with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and naturally he was also a good Q in his heart:

As long as Lao Tzu's finger was lightly hooked just now, you are not the master of Cao Zhai now.

Although Cao Sanmao didn't know what a gun was, his intuition made him stand on end without any warning when he faced the muzzle of a black hole.

Annoyed, he suddenly pointed at the submachine gun and said:

"What is the guy in your hand, just say it!"

It, the knife suddenly lowered its head and caressed it in his hand with a chill, but said slowly in his mouth:

"It's called a submachine gun, and it's a soldier's best and most loyal companion."

The master rolled his eyes and reminded loudly:

"The master wants to ask you, what kind of submachine gun are you talking about, what can it do, and what is it for?"

Wen Dao suddenly raised his eyes and looked around at the circle of bandits in the courtyard:

"It's useless, it looks like a burning stick but it can't be used as firewood at all, and it's too short to beat a dog. And the temper is still big, and if you don't understand it, it won't pay attention to you. But it was born to do only one thing, and that was to kill. ”

There was a buzz, and the crowd was like a lit firewood thrown into the pile, crackling and exploding.

"Shut up the fuck, Lao Tzu-"

Cao Sanmao waved his hand angrily, his eyes lit up, and a pair of eyeballs could no longer leave the submachine gun in front of him that was still glowing with blue light, and said in a dry voice:

"How to kill someone, you can make a show for me now."

Unexpectedly, Wendao suddenly shook his head and refused:

"Lord Cao Zhai is really joking, you have heard of the truth that there is a treasure knife out of the sheath and does not feed blood. But even if there is a treasure knife, in front of my submachine gun, it is a heaven and an earth. ”

Cao Sanmao opened his big mouth and smiled even more happily:

"It's not even a treasure knife, so wow, how can it kill people?"

"The sword kills people with all their might, one by one. My shooting is intended to kill, just like a stormy wind, sweeping away a large area. ”

As soon as the words ended, the crowd was in a commotion again.

This time, Cao Sanmao didn't hesitate any longer, reached over, and grabbed the body of the gun. was about to exert himself, but Wen Dao smiled slightly, and directly gave him a gun to start.

Cao Sanmao was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled again:

"The boy is quite interesting, okay, okay, I want to keep you in the stockade now. Tell me how to use this treasure. ”

It's a pity that Cao Sanmao, who was on the rise, was suddenly stunned by a stick.

"Even if you use this gun now, you won't be able to use it. So I'm sorry, but now you're holding it in your arms, and it's just fun at best. ”

Wen Dao said, and his heart was already full of flowers.

Damn, I'm afraid the big fish won't take the bait. Now that I'm hooked step by step, I don't want to kill you.

When Cao Sanmao heard this, his face naturally darkened, and he immediately said angrily:

"Little doll, you say it again, what does it mean to hold Lao Tzu in your arms is just playing. Damn, believe it or not, now I'll cut you with a knife! ”

Wen Dao smiled, suddenly folded his arms and turned to look at the distant mountain road:

"I didn't expect the lord of Cao Zhai to be the master of a village, but he was so easy to dismiss, and a gun would make you dizzy. Could it be that the owner of the village has forgotten, right under your nose, there are more treasures waiting for you. ”

As he spoke, Wen Dao suddenly turned around again, looked at Cao Sanmao with a smile and said:

"Don't shout at every turn to cut people with knives, it's not easy to cut people, but I want to ask the owner of the village. You are strong in martial arts, if you face ten enemies, you can do it. Against a hundred, a thousand, or even more, are you okay? ”

Cao Sanmao was stunned when he heard this, he usually faced the enemy and rushed directly to slash and kill, who would think about these inexplicable questions. So his eyes widened, and he said very funny:

"You're really a bit weird as an overseas guest, isn't it because your brain is broken, why do you want to do so much?"

Wen Dao didn't wait for him to finish, and suddenly raised his tone and said:

"Master Cao Zhai, if I tell you, you just need to listen to me, I only need to take three steps, I can make you a hundred enemies immediately, and then let your cottage become a thousand enemies, and finally make you a thousand enemies in this thousands of miles of mountains, all cottages are the only ones you follow, do you think I'm still joking?"

For some reason, after Wendao's words were said this time, the audience was dumbfounded. Each of the bandits looked at each other, and they all had expressions on their faces that were not just crying or laughing.

After a while, Cao Sanmao touched the master beside him and said:

"Master, pinch me."

The master had already fallen into a fugue, and immediately stretched out his hand mechanically, and then pinched it hard, but he didn't know where he was grabbed, only to hear a strange scream, and his master covered his crotch and jumped straight in front of him.

Well, the master suddenly came to his senses, recalling the strange feeling just now, and suddenly a spirit sobered up a little:

"Sir, I-"

Cao Sanmao waved his hand, and he had already put him aside again, just waiting for the literary knife in front of him like a wolf, and suddenly said viciously:

"You say, what do you want Lao Tzu to do!"

Wen Dao was stunned, he couldn't believe that his plan could be realized so smoothly, and he asked in surprise for a while:

"Master Caozhai, are you going to start doing what I say now?"

"Nonsense," Cao Sanmao said with a glare:

"Lao Tzu will bet with you once, if what you say is true, Lao Tzu is the enemy of a hundred people, why not. If it's fake, you can't run away anyway, and you always hold it in the palm of your hand. Lao Tzu has just wasted a little time, and your head is bound to be cut off to atone for your sins. Therefore, if you only make money and don't lose money, why don't you want it! ”

"Master Cao Zhai will calculate—"

Wendao said mockingly, deliberately revealing a hint of disdain and provocatively:

"But if you want to become an enemy of 10,000 people, it's not something you can do with simple words, just move your hands and feet. The so-called not to endure hardships in the midst of hardships is the most common test. Master Cao Zhai, it's not that I underestimate you, I really don't think that you can persevere, and finally become a real enemy of 100 people. ”

The fire of dreams in his heart was already burning, and Wen Dao finally deliberately emphasized the words "real hundred enemies", which stimulated Cao Sanmao to start now, and immediately beat his chest, pointing to the sky and vowing:

"Okay, in front of so many old and young masters in the village, now you say, what is Lao Tzu doing?"

Wen Dao smiled lightly, then glanced around, and then slowly pointed:

"You said it yourself, no wonder anyone else. See that in the corner of the yard? If you really take me as your instructor, now I order you, jump ......"