Seeing that Dingguo was already a prisoner on his chopping board, and was killed indiscriminately by Kewang, he couldn't help but be furious, and said word by word: "Hu! Can! Prosperous! When will it be your turn to kill my captive? ”

Kewang raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, this person can't be killed?" ”

Speaking of Kewang and Dingguo, whether they are training Xinding together or acting separately like today, they actually have a lot of tacit understanding with each other, but the two seem to be incompatible, and they are born to rush, and there will always be some friction and quarrels between each other.

Dingguo replied: "Brother Zhi has confessed, we must find their leader with dysentery, this person," he pointed to the two men who were standing under him, and then pointed to the man who was killed by Kewang and continued, "Identify him as dysentery, I was about to ask him to look up and identify him." ”

Kewang said with a big grin: "Identification? That's not easy. ”

As he spoke, his hands competed, and he picked up the person he nailed to the ground and sent it to Dingguo and them, "Isn't this okay, it's better to recognize." ”

Dingguo was choked by his words, and there was a feeling that you made a good sense and I was speechless.

"Hey, I said, is it dysentery?" Seeing that the man was trembling all over his body, his lips were white with horror, and his teeth were rattling, he knew that he could not speak, and he said, "If yes, nod, if not, shake your head." ”

After hearing this, the captive nodded again and again, but Kewang glanced at Dingguo proudly, "Isn't this over, where is there so much trouble." ”

After speaking, the big gun shook, and the big head rolled off the neck, and the person had been dead for a while, and the blood did not spurt out of the neck cavity, but only slowly gushed out.

Rao was like this, and the captive also screamed in horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, this young master has promised to spare my life!" ”

Kewang smiled "hehe", "Then what should I do with the rest of these people?" He asked, pointing to the man who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in the middle of the field.

Kewang has been very aggressive since he learned martial arts, but he is not easy to kill, he just killed his red eyes just now, he didn't stop his hand for a while, and he didn't want to bow his head to Dingguo and admit his mistakes.

"Brother Zhi said that those who give up resistance can be spared." As he spoke, Dingguo squatted down, grabbed the bun on the person's head, and lifted the person's head, "I still need to confirm whether it is a dysentery or not." ”

After speaking, he handed the head to the two men holding the captive and said, "You can go to the others to identify whether it is a dysentery head." ”

The two nodded in response, let go of the captive, took the head and turned away.

"Hahaha, spare me, spare me." The captives slumped to the ground and shouted like frenzy.

"However, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped." Dingguo continued, "Whoever has dysentery, one person breaks one hand. ”

Kewang sneered, and he was about to do it, in his heart, whatever Zhiwen said, he would do it.

"Don't, don't do it, master!" The captive didn't expect the situation to change abruptly, and his mood instantly fell from heaven to hell, and he rolled on the ground a few times, which was able to avoid the gun that Kewang fell, "I haven't done anything with you." ”

If you really want to have a hand broken, and think about the evil that you have done with dysentery, and those who have offended, it will be much more difficult to live.

"Otherwise, two young masters, if that head is not dysentery, how about abolishing my hands again?"

"Smack!" Dingguo was kind-hearted after all, blocking Kewang's falling gun, "Okay, let's spare you for the time being." ”

Ke Wang muttered dissatisfiedly: "Ke Zhiwen said that he was going to break his hand." ”

"Let's go and beat the others first, this person will ask Brother Zhi later?" Dingguo said helplessly.

When Kewang heard this, although he was still dissatisfied, he also let this person go on his own.

Brother Li and the others on the dock were waiting, and when they saw these boys one after the other, they were admiring themselves by cutting melons and vegetables, but they heard the screams coming constantly.

"These boys are really ruthless." Brother Li said to Qiangzi and the people behind him.

Not far away, they saw the men of the dysentery who were still alive, and each of them had one hand broken.

Everyone was silent, breaking a hand was certainly ruthless, but in such a situation, compared to direct killing, it was already considered merciful.

Not long after, Brother Li and the others saw these boys erect a long pole on a carriage, and dozens of heads were hung on the pole, and at the top of the pole was a dysentery head, with his eyes not closed, full of horror, and he still didn't believe that he had died.

"Hahaha," Qiangzi applauded and laughed, "Big brother, the dysentery has put himself in this time, these boys, amazing, ruthless enough, I like it." ”

"It's not so powerful," Brother Li muttered to himself, "This pole hangs on the head, but it's a bit like the first nine sides of the imperial court." ”

However, he said that Zhiwen had just settled the dispute between Kewang and Dingguo, and the decision spared the person who identified the dysentery.

Speaking of which, Dingguo and Kewang are not wrong, Dingguo is considered to be a thousand dollars to buy horse bones, so as to appease the other refugees at the ferry, and I don't want people to feel that they are ruthless.

And Kewang is a tendon, and if he only recognizes Zhiwen's words, there is nothing wrong with it, Zhiwen can only be appeased by both sides.

Now what gives Zhiwen a headache is that Dr. Sun is gone, and even Baqian doesn't know when his father disappeared, it is estimated that when Dingguo brought people to support Kewang, most of the manpower was reduced at once, and Dr. Sun took this opportunity to slip out.

It must have been early in the morning, and I couldn't help but go to see a doctor again.

Thinking of this, Zhiwen also secretly complained to himself, although the situation has just been calmed down, but who knows if there is an enemy in secret, this Doctor Sun really doesn't cherish himself.

"Dazhu, you take a few people and go to find Uncle Sun with Baqian." As a righteous son, Kewang should do this.

"Eight thousand, no matter how anxious you are, you are not allowed to leave Kewang them, otherwise not only will you not be able to find your father, but you may also be in danger, do you hear?" Zhiwen intimidated eight thousand.

There's no way, who made him the fastest runner in the whole team now, except for Zhiwen.

There was no progress in the third map of the Eight Thousand Cultivation, and the Dingguo had shown its effect, which was embarrassing.

Zhiwen thought about it, and taught the practice method of the first picture to the eight thousand, who knew that this time it was Wang Ba against mung beans, both sides looked at each other, and the eight thousand started practicing for a few days, and the "light gong" made rapid progress, although it was not yet possible to fly the eaves and walk the wall, but it ran fast, and it could throw others away except Zhiwen.

Climbing high and low is also more flexible, this time by mistake, but it is the right appetite of eight thousand, in his own words, it is more convenient to collect medicine or something, so that the strength is not enough, and the spear stabbing technique has not been practiced to achieve any power, and he doesn't care anymore.

"Okay, I'll listen to Kewang." Eight thousand knew that Zhiwen was doing this for his good, so he swallowed the uneasiness in his heart and agreed.