The Chen family in Runan is not as unbearable as the general cold door, and the supply of coarse salt is still guaranteed to a certain extent.

So Chen Dao's night blindness is not serious, and he came with him tonight.

After all, in the afternoon, Zhao Poyu heard Scar say his name in his mouth.

Of course, he didn't know what Chen Zhi was, he thought it was something else, and after meeting, the two looked at each other, and it was clear that it was definitely him.

Since the name is said, it must be Chen Zhi's acquaintance, and there is also a hatred.

Such a good opportunity for revenge, how could he miss it?

However, his eyes still couldn't see clearly at night, otherwise Mu Hou's tomb wouldn't have stayed in the courtyard out of prudence.

Men should kill people, and the youth at this time is here, and they are brave and ruthless in the neighborhood on weekdays, how can they dare to kill people if they have the opportunity? In the face of the enemy, I am eager to try.

The bandits were also too careless, and there were two guards at the gate.

Perhaps they have been relying on peace for a long time, the terrain is dangerous, and there are accomplices in Jigong Gorge to watch.

Drink and peck, if it weren't for their carelessness, the difficulty of the Zhao family's army to capture the cottage would have increased exponentially, and now it can only be said that they should be damned, and no one outside the hall is watching.

Ten people were left at the gate of the wall, and ten people were left on the left and right walls to prevent the fish and dogs from jumping over the wall.

Xu Shu and Zhao Man came with them this time, but they could only hang at the end of the team, but they didn't dare to let the two of them walk in front, after all, the sword had no eyes, and it would be a big joke if they accidentally hung up.

At this moment, the moon has long disappeared, and the two pine oil torches at the door of the stockade illuminate the shadows of the group, showing a black oppression on the wall of the hall.

When he was slaughtering the village just now, the big guy collected several more, and all of them were lit at this moment, and the square suddenly seemed to be daytime.

However, the hall still did not notice, and the sound of drinking, laughter and scolding never stopped since the group entered the cottage.

The guards on both sides of the stockade naturally do not need light, they are guarding against the escape of bandits.

When you light the torch, you will clearly tell others that there is someone there, and a swarm of people will flock to the gate, and the pressure will double.

Of course, this is just a precaution, I believe that after all the people in the hall are wiped out, it is not excluded that there are people in the entire cottage who are still alive, and it is just a big fate.

God has his own virtue of good life, what can one or two mountain bandits slip through the net? Will you still go to the police?

Zhao Man volunteered to hold the torch, always wanting to run forward, but unfortunately there were two parts staring at it and not letting it go.

That aggrieved look made Xu Shu look at it from the side and couldn't help laughing.

He snorted and laughed, which was extremely loud in the dark night, and everyone looked at him, making Yuan Zhi, who had always boasted of being a man of wind and flow, red-faced.

Xu Shu was quite annoyed and glared fiercely, and Zhao Man also glared back without showing weakness, making Zhao Sixteen, who was on the side, want to laugh, and his face turned red.

The speed of everyone's march was not slow, and it would take four or five hundred steps in less than a moment.

The two glanced at each other, Zhao Yun nodded, Zhao Long took a few steps up the steps, and kicked open the door: "Over the mountain wind, come out and die!" ”

He was not tall, but he was quite strong, and at this moment the thieves and scars in the hall were shocked.

The wine that the thieves drank was a big deal, but it was equivalent to the degree of mash or wine, and there was a lot of grain in it, so it was not intoxicating at all.

Guo Feng was pretending to be drunk, and his face immediately sank: "Who are you?" What enmity do I have against you and others in Funiu Mountain? ”

When the other party arrived here, no one warned him, his heart sank, but he wanted to lose face in the Yuan family.

"Someone's coming!" Guo Cheng didn't drink much, and tonight his brother personally admitted that he was the heir of the cottage, and he was already drunk at the moment, and he hadn't figured out the form yet.

He jumped up and shouted, "Pull these people out and cut them down!" ”

The pockmarks on his face turned red, and he thought that he should show the spirit of a second master.

I didn't think about it, and the mountain wind slapped it and hit this unlucky brother to the ground.

He slowly stood up and walked out from under the shrine: "Where did you come from?" Is there a misunderstanding? ”

But I knew in my heart that I couldn't be good tonight, and the momentum of this group of people alone was far better than the big and small leaders in the hall.

"Aren't you going to kill my men and steal my horse?" Zhao Yunlang laughed: "You still don't know who I am?" ”

"Zhao..." Scar finally reacted, he stood trembling, his fingers shaking.

"I said who it was," Chen Zhi saw clearly in the various lights like daylight: "Yuan Fa Yuan Chengzong, your scar is still there, do you remember to eat or not?" ”

"Uncle Chen, don't talk nonsense!" Scar was annoyed and ashamed, and pulled out his steel knife a few steps forward: "With you and me today, suffer death!" ”

It should also be his bad luck, when he realized that he had learned martial arts, he wanted to show off in Runan City, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

He himself is not a direct descendant of Yuan An, and there are countless literati and writers of the fourth and third dukes, so he found another way to take the throne in Yuan Jiabo, who had no martial artists.

Knowing that he hit a wall everywhere, he realized that his martial arts were not as good as he imagined.

Nima! I'm about to cry in the mountain wind, what's going on? It turned out to be Yuan Fa's enemy.

Even the Yuan family dares to provoke, how can their own cottage dare to touch the head?

"Listen to me," Guoshan Feng hurriedly ran to the front to be a peacemaker: "It is better to settle the dispute, for the sake of Guo's face, shake hands and make peace today, I don't know what you think?" ”

"You're damned!" Zhao Poyu shouted: "Back then, the sixty-three people of the Zhangjia caravan just pulled a few carts of Shu Jin, you killed all the people, and the goods were sold." ”

"A single caravan, the stone honey transported from Jiaozhou, was killed by you."

"There are also the Nanjun Gu family, the Guilin County Sang family, the Bajun Wang family, and the Nanjun Chi family, all of which came to die because of your interception and killing!"

"Up!" The wind over the mountain sank like water, and without saying a word, a big knife slashed at Zhao Poyu.

Hearing only a sound, Zhao Long's steel knife met it.

This guy is known for his divine power in the Zhao family's army, and he made Guo Shanfeng's arm numb in just one moment, and he almost couldn't even hold the knife.

The enemy was very red when they saw him, and Yuan Fa rushed to Chen Zhi.

Zhao Yun was afraid that he would be injured by mistake because of night blindness, so he made a look, and the thirteen drew a knife and slashed.

The bandits in the hall have never learned the guiding technique at first glance, and their steps are vain, which is the opponent of Zhao Jiajun?

Usually, he just relies on himself and others to have a few weapons, and there are many people, bullying ordinary caravans.

With such an opponent, Zhao Yun has no interest in making a move at all.

He retreated to the back, and instead pointed at Zhao Man: "Did you see the knife of the thirteenth?" One of them said, he slashed down, and what he was going to cut was the other person's knee. ”

The first to distinguish the winner was Guo Shanfeng and Zhao Long, and before the bandit leader could react, the leader of Zhao Jialong's team slashed his backhand, and the somewhat fat head flew in mid-air.

It was so unbeaten, Guo Cheng fell to the ground and woke up halfway, and before he could react, the leaders in the cottage were either beheaded or stabbed to death one by one, and even the proud brother was the first to die.

He rolled his eyes, and while no one was looking, he sneaked up to the side door on the right.

Unfortunately, before he could climb to the door, an arrow directly nailed his head to the door.

Over there, Zhao Yun was still instructing: "When archery, I feel it, and I feel that it is the result of hard practice on weekdays. Look, I shoot him in the head! ”

Before the words fell, the arrow flew out.

Zhao Man hadn't seen his clan brother show his kung fu with his own eyes, his mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.