A few men standing by the dock heard three "kill!" from the crowded place in the distance. The refugees, who had been crowded together, suddenly dispersed, revealing a group of people in the center.

Around several carriages full of sacks were a swarm of teenagers, all armed with ash rods, and they were approaching with the same momentum as the teenagers who were fighting with dysentery.

The group of scouts who were fighting in Brother Li's eyes became more powerful after hearing the three "kills", and the dysentery heads were even more exhausted, and they were defeated and retreated, and they were about to retreat in front of them.

Brother Li called softly: "Hadron son! ”

The tall man beside him stepped forward when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Listen, both sides of the fight are not allowed to enter within ten feet of the pier, otherwise none of us will be sent across the river!" ”

As if the dysentery head and his subordinates had known it for a long time, the tall man did not finish speaking, and a few of his subordinates were injured, so he forcibly changed the direction of retreat and retreated to the south.

And Kewang led people to fight more with less, and fought big with small, and chased after him, but he did not enter the ten-zhang range of the wharf.

"I'm losing a lot of money this time." Brother Li smiled and said to the strong son who had already retreated to his side, "More than thirty of his own people died, but only more than ten of these scouts were injured. ”

"One, two,......, eleven, twelve,......" Brother Li had just finished speaking, but what he heard in his ears was a series of numbers.

When I looked sideways, I saw Hadron pointing to the corpses on the ground, one by one, and counting them.

"Alright, when you count it, it's dark." Brother Li scolded with a smile.

At this time, the originally congested crowd had become sparse, providing convenience for the dysentery heads to retreat, and a few people had turned around and ran backwards when they saw that the situation was not good.

"Hehe," Qiangzi smiled, "Big brother, I can't stand the dysentery and want to run." ”

In fact, he has long been unaccustomed to the group of people with dysentery, relying on the large number of people, and a bit of martial arts under his hands, extorting and blackmailing at this ferry, bullying and dominating the market, not only the fish caught by others they want to get a piece of the pie, but even the wild vegetables that the refugees have worked so hard to dig and the bark they peel do not let go.

Although the refugees have also brought a lot of trouble and trouble to Qiangzi and those who are begging for a living on the Yellow River, Xiaoqiang still despises these behaviors of dysentery.

If it weren't for the fact that the well water on both sides did not interfere with the river water, Qiangzi himself would have wanted to teach the dysentery a lesson.

This time, the dysentery group was beaten to the ground by a group of teenagers, and he was naturally happy to see it.

Brother Li was about to nod in agreement, but saw the young man standing high in a carriage shout, and the teenagers guarding the carriage immediately divided half of their men, led by a young man with a spear, and snaked towards the back of the dysentery.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to run away." Brother Li muttered that these teenagers were obviously not satisfied with just repelling the dysentery gang, but wanted to wipe them all out, and take the opportunity to establish their prestige in the area of this ferry, and he was now a little impressed by these teenagers.

Standing in Brother Li's place, I saw that the team responsible for intercepting the dysentery head was like a giant python, with a mouth, biting the back of the dysentery head fiercely, and the pursuers one after the other, forming a flanking momentum.

The ensuing scene was completely one-sided.

The dysentery heads have long been out of support, and they don't want to be blocked in their retreat, they are made dumplings, their morale is completely lost, and their fighting spirit is completely lost.

Some dropped their weapons and wanted to kneel on the ground and beg, but they were a little hesitant, and some were unwilling, but their own team was killed and retreated, but it made them feel cold, and they all stood in place.

They stayed, but Kewang and Dingguo were not in a daze, the two of them went one after the other, and after killing a few people who were stubbornly resisting, they led people into the stunned crowd like a whirlwind.

The person with dysentery had no fighting spirit, but now he was at both ends of the rat, and his people were not in harmony, and he was soon knocked to the ground one by one like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Where's the dysentery?" Dingguo pressed the tip of the gun against the throat of a person and asked, after Zhiwen led people to kill and disperse the refugees, he had already found someone to ask about the situation, it was the person named "Dysentery", who coveted the food on their carriage when Zhiwen and them had not yet arrived at the ferry.

Then he made a plan, first provoked Kewang in front, and after intending to defeat Kewang and them, who were still combat-ready in their eyes, they could successfully take down Zhiwen and his party, which they regarded as rookies.

Who knew that Kewang and they were suddenly attacked, but they were not panicked, and after stabilizing their position, they beat the dysentery heads back and forth.

Seeing that it was difficult to take Kewang, the dysentery made people incite the refugees in the back, intending to set off a big mess, and then take advantage of the chaos to steal food.

didn't want to be suppressed by Zhiwen and Dingguo, who arrived later, in one fell swoop, and now even the back road has been intercepted by Dingguo.

Zhiwen's confession to the country is that the first evil must be eliminated, and the followers can let it go if they give up resistance, but they must find the head of dysentery and kill it, and use his head to deter those with ulterior intentions around this ferry.

"I... I," the man was pointed at gunpoint at Dingguo, kneeling on the ground, his hands raised high, stammering incompletely, and his crotch wet.

Dingguo frowned, he had already smelled a foul smell, "Find him out and spare your life." ”

After saying that, the tip of the spear was sent forward slightly, and a little scarlet oozed from the person's throat.

"I, I'll see." After the man finished speaking, he raised one leg and tried to stand up, but his leg trembled like a noodle, and he couldn't get up.

Dingguo raised his chin to the two people who were following him, and the two quickly stepped forward, and one of them stretched out a hand and lifted the man from the ground.

Seeing that this person looked around, but did not speak for a long time, Dingguo was a little impatient, and struck him heavily on the back with the barrel of his gun, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay..., it seems to be over there." The man didn't dare to cry out in pain, and pointed to a group of kneeling people begging for mercy in front of him.

Dingguo took two of his subordinates, who were not tall enough, and almost dragged this person into the crowd.

"Say, who is it?"

"Yes, it's him." The man trembled and held out a hand pointing at a guy who was not only kneeling, but also burying his face in the ground.

"Smack!" With a bang, Dingguo slapped a gun on the man's back, "Raise your head!" ”

The man on the ground screamed in pain, "Master, spare my life, Master!" But he still knelt on the ground and refused to look up.

Dingguo was furious, raised his gun, and was about to give him a cruel blow, but there was a sudden commotion in front of him, and the people who were originally standing or kneeling, only begging for mercy, were silent, replaced by a few sporadic screams, and then the sound of falling to the ground.

It turns out that Kewang has brought people to kill here.

Dingguo smiled when he saw Kewang, who was covered in blood, knowing that the overall situation had been decided, and the rest of the people had no strength to turn over, and he was about to say hello to him, but he saw Kewang's hands move slightly, and the spear in his hand quickly stabbed out, passing through the neck of the suspected dysentery, and nailing him to the ground.