However, until this moment, Liu Jian also began to really see the rogue, or the ruthlessness and fierceness of the peasant rebel army at the end of the life and death. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, the instinctive desire to survive should still account for the main factor.

Now he no longer dared to take the initiative to crash into the crowd of thieves in order to increase the deterrent effect and surprise them as he did at the beginning.

Even, he was imperceptibly taking advantage of the terrain to retreat a little.

The barrel was piping hot and even red. Fortunately, this is the ninth cold winter, as long as the snow in the low-lying area of the gap is inserted, it can be immediately withdrawn and immediately restored to the reassuring crisp sound of "da-da-da".

The only thing that made his scalp tingle was that under the steady strafing and point killing of this Bayi bar, it was difficult for him to count how many unjustly killed human heads, which were pushed over again and again by that hateful master, and then died in vain under his gun.

Even, at one time, in the face of the thieves who had become crazy and hideous, he no longer had the courage to take the gun, aim, and pull the trigger.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth and looked around, and the only one who wanted to be shot was the master hiding in the shadows.

That's it, that's it, it seems that I still underestimate the Ming people in troubled times, thinking that they are poor and weak, forgetting their righteousness, burning and looting, greedy for life and afraid of death, killing to a certain extent, it will completely defeat their spiritual world.

Alas, seeing is believing!

Liu Jian finally took out a magazine and made up his mind:

30 bullets, just 30 bullets, take this as the boundary, after the last shot, you still don't want to die, Lao Tzu can only say that God has the virtue of a good life, only he slaps his face and retreats!

Just as he was muttering to himself, he had just changed the magazine when he felt a feathered arrow swoop and shoot again, and it could be stuck in his chest with a snort.

Liu Jian grinned, raised his eyes to find the person who shot the arrow, and then shook his head lightly as if he had been scratched by countless cold arrows before, looking like he had been tickled. The only difference was that this time, he didn't seem to bother to fiddle with the arrows on his body again, then pulled them out and threw them on the ground.

Because, he no longer knows how many arrows he has been shot by others.

Hehe, it makes no difference whether you pull it out or not......

Immediately, he made a tiger jump, flashed out from behind the boulder, and slowly raised the muzzle of the black hole.

At this moment, a magical scene finally appeared:

I saw another wave of thieves rushing over, suddenly inexplicably twitching on his face, a pair of blood-red eyes, as if they had discussed, staring at Liu Jian in a daze, as if he had seen something unbelievable in this world, and then, and then a series of actions plopped, plopped and plopped one after another, one after another threw away the knives, guns and sticks in their hands, staggered to the ground, and knelt down again and again......

"Spare your life, spare your life, the little grandfather of the gods, we have eyes without beads, mortal bodies, where do we know that the little master is a god of heaven!"

"Yes, little grandfather of the gods, don't fight, don't fight!"

What a mess, Liu Jian was also a little confused for a while, and his brain didn't turn a corner for half a day.

However, one thing can be confirmed:

These guys, I'm afraid, have really had a psychological breakdown. It's like the straw that finally crushed the camel, fortunately, it was he, not the thief, who waited for this moment!

Of course, now is clearly not the time to rejoice.

Liu Jian didn't put down the muzzle of the gun, lowered the body of the gun slightly, and raised his eyes to look:

"Stay where you are, and you won't get another bullet, I promise. But now you need to tell me, what about your master and bearded general? ”

"Back to the words of the little grandfather of the gods, we are all in front, I don't know where they are now......"

As he was talking, a voice like a silver bell suddenly floated down from the sky:

"Little Tenjin, are you looking for those cunning old foxes? They had already slipped away along the ravine and without a sound. Hmph, it's a shame, it's a pity that I'm too young to kill them! ”

Liu Jian was startled, his eyes lit up, and he found a small figure, like an ape, hanging on a towering giant tree not far away.

Just by looking at it, Liu Jian secretly smacked his tongue:

It is so tall that the huge canopy of trees almost occupies tens of meters around it, and it is not known how he got there. If he doesn't speak up, I'm afraid no one will want to find out about him.

"Come down, if you want me to believe what you say, do you dare to stand in front of me?"

"Okay—"

The figure above hesitated for a moment, but quickly agreed, and suddenly a rattan swayed out of his hand, and with a slight flicker, it flashed out from between the huge canopy, and then jumped on a branch, and with both feet forced, he clung to the huge tree, and was about to slip down.

However, at the last moment, inexplicably, he suddenly grabbed a dangling rattan, jumped and swung again, and unexpectedly burrowed back into the huge canopy, and disappeared in an instant.

Liu Jian craned his neck and looked sullen for a while:

"What do you mean, it's someone who came here for a deliberate pastime?"

After a while, a sentence floated out from above the tree:

"I'm sorry little god, I—I've sworn to people, I, I- oops, I can't see people right now, unless, unless, ......"

After speaking, there was no sound on the giant tree.

Liu Jian couldn't help but be in a trance for a while, he felt like he was in a dream, and he had a very unreal feeling. If it weren't for the thieves kneeling on the ground in front of him, he would really think he was in a dream.

Shaking his head vigorously, Liu Jian hurriedly felt the whistle, and after sending a series of clear signals to Wen Ruoxing and Ni Liuzhi in the back mountain, he sat down with his ass, while monitoring the thieves who surrendered on all sides, while quietly taking the opportunity to breathe.

Who knows, Wen Ruoxing and Ni Liuzhi rushed over, and before they got close, they stared at Liu Jian, and they cried in a panic and hoarseness:

"Instructor, instructor, you, you can't die, what should we do if you die!"

"Bah, bah, bah—"

Liu Jian was suddenly confused by these goods, so he had to get up and scold:

"Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, Lao Tzu is good, what are you howling, I wish Lao Tzu had something bad, right?"

Where are these goods willing to believe, they are even more panicked, and they have stretched out their hands and wailed:

"Instructor, don't move, otherwise ten thousand arrows will pierce your heart and a blood will collapse, I'm afraid it will be really unpredictable. Luckily, we have a first aid kit, and an instructor teaches us battlefield first aid, you wait, wait......"

Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart?

Hearing these four words, Liu Jian suddenly thought of something, then looked down at his body and looked around at his body, immediately laughed, raised his feet and walked to a puddle, leaned over, and finally knew what was going on:

In the reflection, I saw a bloodstained figure, covered with feather arrows, like a hedgehog, dangling in the rippling waves......