Chapter 2: The Bandits

This was the eighth group of robbers that Han Xiao had encountered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Han Xiao is really tired, although these people are very poor in kung fu, but they will also be tired after killing so many pigs.

These people have a sick brain, and they have to come out to rob if their kung fu is so poor.

And the quality of this group seems to be even worse, the head is a round short and fat man, and the masked face can't cover his bulging face.

Han Xiao couldn't help but say, "Are you tired or not, are you so bad at going home to farm, is it interesting to fight and kill all day long?" ”

"Boss, boss, he said that we are poor, let us go home and farm!" Humpty Dumpty, who had the head, looked back and said.

It turned out to be a stammer.

Humpty Dumpty's boss spoke, "Leave him alone, say yours." ”

Humpty Dumpty looked back when he heard this, "Wow! I opened this road and planted this tree! If you want to live from now on, you will leave to buy road money. ”

This gang of robbers seems to be different from the previous ones.

Finally met a normal bandit.

This was the first group of talkers that Han Xiao had met along the way, and he couldn't help but want to say a few more words, "Hey, let me ask you, this area is sparsely populated, and I haven't seen a few living people for a few days, but why are there so many bandits?" ”

Humpty Dumpty, who was headed, looked back at his boss.

The boss said, "Don't talk nonsense, up." ”

So the bandits swarmed up.

As Han Xiao expected, this group of people was really worse, and in the process of shooting, foul language flew all over the sky, and their skills were not very good, but their kung fu was very powerful.

Han Xiao drew his knife and slashed diagonally.

Han Xiao's knife technique was taught by the old man at the foot of Lishan Mountain, and the position of the shot was extremely tricky and unexpected.

The old man didn't talk much, he just kept emphasizing one word to Han Xiao: fast.

Therefore, Han Xiao's knife technique has no other style except for being fast.

Han Xiao deliberately showed mercy to his subordinates this time, because he found that this group of people was different, they were not as ruthless as the previous groups.

Even if his subordinates showed mercy, but because this group of people was so poor, Han Xiao gave two knives by himself, and none of them stood up.

Especially the Humpty Dumpty man, his legs were still shaking when he was lying on the ground, Han Xiao felt funny, jumped off the back of the donkey, and kicked Humpty Dumpty, "Fatty, why are there so many bandits in your area?" ”

The fat man turned his head from side to side and looked around.

"Don't look for it, you boss is lying on his stomach behind your ass. To answer my question first, why are there so many bandits in your area? ”

The fat man was very scared, "I, I, I, I, we are in this area, no, no, I don't know who else the bandits you are talking about." ”

Han Xiao discovered the pattern of this fat man's speech, and only the beginning of each sentence stammered.

"No way, I've met several bandits along the way."

The boss behind the fat man's ass spoke angrily, "Childe, this area is indeed our gang of bandits, don't talk about this area, these hundreds of miles are all our gang of bandits." Childe, think about it, this area is sparsely populated, and a group of our bandits are dying of starvation, and we are planning to move in a few days. ”

Han Xiao stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, "That's right, but who are those groups of people I met before?" ”

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Han Xiao simply didn't think about it.

Kicking Humpty Dumpty, Han Xiao asked, "Hey, seriously, you guys are so poor, why are you embarrassed to be a bandit?" ”

Several thieves looked at each other, and Humpty Dumpty was about to cry, "Uncle, no, it's not that we are poor, it's that your kung fu is too high, I, I, and I have been here for several years, and we have never missed a shot." ”

Han Xiao smiled, "Then I'm still a master when you say that." ”

"High master, absolutely master."

Han Xiao kicked the fat man's ass, "Master, I've been abused by an old man in his seventies and eighties for more than ten years, if you can't beat me, you can talk about your own food, what excuse do you make the most, I hate you thieves who don't want to make progress." ”

The boss opened his mouth and said: "Son, fat man, he definitely didn't lie to you, I, Li San, have walked the rivers and lakes with these brothers for more than ten years, and I have rarely met such a high master as you." ”

Han Xiaohu looked at him suspiciously, "Really? Tell me, how tall am I? ”

The Boss thought for a moment, "It's very high. ”

"Nonsense!" Han Xiao kicked the fat man again, "Tell me, how tall I am." ”

"Three-three-story building as high."

The three-story building is the tallest attic in the world.

"Hey, I love that." Han Xiao said: "However, although I am happy to hear your words, I still can't let you go, you are a thief here, and you have been a thief for so many years, and you are unlucky to be touched by me." ”

"Don't don't, father-in-law, although I and I are bandits, we have never killed anyone."

Han Xiao was amused, "Haven't you killed anyone as a bandit?" You're coaxing a child, aren't you? ”

"Absolutely none."

"Stop!" Han Xiao stopped stammering, "You're talking too hard!" ”

Han Xiao pointed at the boss, "You say." ”

The boss said: "Childe, we really haven't killed anyone, at most we will grab the plate and food, not all of them, and we will leave some every time." ”

Han Xiao could see that these two people were not lying, the most important thing was that these people had no murderous aura, they had practiced martial arts for so many years, and they had killed a lot of people in the past few days, those who had killed people, and those who had never killed people, he could see it at a glance now.

Han Xiao touched his chin, "That's it, I don't know if you're right, one person keeps one arm." ”

One person left an arm.

Humpty Dumpty was frightened and cried, "Uncle, I just want to rob your donkey, you and you"

"How am I, do I feel ruthless? If I think it's ruthless, I'll change my mind now, one person and one leg. Hurry up, what you want in the ink is your life, I don't see blood when I kill people, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the god of killing Jiang Men! ”

The god of killing, Jiang Menshen, is really a bluffing nickname, and several bandits were frightened when they landed.

The boss gritted his teeth, stood up, and arched his hand towards Han Xiao, "Childe, my brothers are all honest people, and a few of them already have families, and I forced them to do this." You just let them go, and if you want to cut off my legs, if one is not enough, you will have two, and if two is not enough, you will add an arm, and I just ask you to leave me an arm, at least so that I can use chopsticks when I eat. ”

Several thieves were moved to tears, "Boss, cut me, don't cut you." ”

"Boss, it's a big deal to fight with him!"

The boss glared, "Don't make any noise, if you do this thing, you want to end up with this one day, and you can't complain about others!" ”

It seemed that the boss was very prestigious, and the shouting gradually subsided.

Han Xiao smiled and said, "Okay, then you can cut it, I'll see." ”

The Boss raised the knife in his hand.

"Don't, Boss"

"Boss, cut mine"

A few bandits pounced on it.

The boss gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and the knife in his hand slashed straight at his right leg.

It seems that it is too late for anyone to save it.

When, there was a bang!

The boss only felt that the knife in his hand shook suddenly, as if he had been hit by Qianjun's gravity, and half of his body couldn't help but deviate to the right.

The knife flew out.

The boss opened his eyes in shock, only to see the brothers around him staring at the front with wide eyes.

Han Xiao sat on the little donkey, "I'll spare you this time, if I see you still here next time, it's not a matter of one leg." ”

Everyone nodded their heads.

A young man dressed in coarse linen rode away on a small donkey, and a strange song was heard.

"In the underworld, reincarnation turns past and in this life, and sighs halfway

Meet, owe each other, and return to hatred as a cause"