The son of a daughter can't sit down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Xiaoyu does not carry as much gold as Qianjin, she has already looked forward to doing things.

"Fengzi, why haven't they come back yet?" Said the little fish snuggling by the fire.

"I don't know, something may be delayed. There are so many good food and drinks in the city, I want to go too. Fengzi said in an envious tone, but he still had a straw rope in his hand.

"You should check it out, it would be bad if you ran into a robber." Xiao Yu said worriedly.

"Robbers? Aren't we robbers? It's good if we don't rob others, but others can still rob us? Fengzi said with a big grin.

"There are a lot of them, the government, the squire, and the scholars, all of them can be robbed." Xiao Yu pointed his fingers and counted them carefully one by one.

“…… Also. Fengzi was speechless.

"Where's Brother Futong?" Xu Jiang's questioning voice interjected.

"He just left with a wooden gun." Huzi replied humbly.

"Shall we go too?" Xiaoyu asked.

"No, Brother Futong is enough alone, the black light blinds us and adds to the chaos, not to mention that you still have a box on you." Fengzi said.

"Hmm...... Then let's not go, let's wait a little longer, I'll boil some hot water. Xiao Yu worriedly reached out and touched the box in his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief when he touched it.

………………

Poor and rich in martial arts.

Futong carried a wooden gun and wore straw sandals, and ran briskly on the road.

He's a martial artist.

Not to mention the excellent martial arts, at least in the vicinity of the small cottage, it is a super strong existence.

In the past, when he blocked the road, he was often better than five or six people. However, in the past two years, there have been fewer and fewer vendors who have taken this path, and there are fewer opportunities for him to show his skills.

Running from the cottage to the city, about half a pillar of incense, he heard some unusual sounds in the distance.

Slowing down, concentrating his eyes, and observing carefully, he could clearly see several figures more than a hundred meters away.

After another discernment, he saw the car, and saw three men with spears next to the car.

The owner of the village is in trouble.

Under the cover of the night, he carried his gun, bent over, and reached forward.

If the idlers in the city do this action like a pack of dogs and jackals, Futong is like an agile cheetah.

Pause a little and get ready to go.

A wooden spear was not a good weapon for a sneak attack, so he put down his spear, stretched out his fingers and turned it into a hand knife, and slashed at an idler.

Hand up, hand knife down.

An idler fell, without making a sound.

Next came the second, the third, the fourth......

………………

The boss inexplicably felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him. At first, he thought it was a hallucination, but after a few breaths, he realized that it was not a hallucination.

Looking around, there was nothing but darkness.

What about people?

He looked around for the other idlers, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became. It was as if in the vast darkness, a monster lurked, waiting to devour his life.

The unknown is the scariest.

The boss felt his legs tremble a little, his feet were a little weak, and slowly he collapsed on the ground and said towards the darkness, "Spare me......"

………………

Chen Yuansheng was the first to notice that the enemy was decreasing, and the moment he found that the enemy was decreasing, he knew that reinforcements had arrived.

A long time ago, he had seen Futong make a move, probably like this.

"Village master, this is the only one left." Futong appeared in front of Chen Yuansheng and said.

Chen Yuansheng nodded, turned to Li Bo and Wang Er and said, "Li Bo, Erlang, you go back to the cottage to call people and get these people into the cottage." ”