"Uncle Yan, is this person dead?" Zhang Xiaohu looked at the man who was lying in a pool of blood and asked. It was really thrilling just now, fortunately he found the person hidden on the stone, otherwise he would have been shot by a bow and arrow, and he still remembered how powerful the arrow that hit Yan's cannon was in Nanmu Village at that time.

"I can't die, this turtle grandson should have fainted." Yan Dacang turned the man over with his hands, and the man actually had his eyes open and held a sharp dagger in his right hand.

Almost instantly, the man's dagger was raised, stabbing Yan Cannon's heart.

Yan Cannon seemed to have expected that this person was pretending to be unconscious, a sneer appeared on his face, his left arm quickly grabbed the man's arm, and pushed it down with force, and the dagger was actually inserted into the man's abdomen.

The man didn't say a word, and found that it was not him who was stabbed, and he also held a dagger in his left hand and tried to stab Yan Cannon again. Yan Dacang smashed his right fist on the man's wrist, breaking the dagger aside, and praised in his mouth: "Brother, it's very tough!" ”

The man's face should have landed first when he fell, and he had already fallen and was bleeding profusely, and now he couldn't see his face. He gritted his teeth and held on without making a sound.

Yan Cannon let go of his left hand and found that a stream of black blood quickly gushed out, and he looked at Zhang Xiaohu helplessly: "Doll, if you have anything to say, hurry up and ask, this turtle grandson can't hold out for long." The knife was stuck in his liver. Originally, I wanted to avoid his vital parts, but it was slightly tilted upwards by a few inches. Yan Dacang patted the man and apologized: "I'm sorry, brother! There's no way, I'm in a hurry, and you're not to blame, and you're dark enough. ”

The man's eyes widened and he stared at Yan Dacang fiercely, his eyes full of anger.

Yan Dacang looked indifferent, rummaging through the man's body while saying, "Alas! Take a good look, Lao Tzu called Yan Cannon, don't go to Hades and don't know who he died in. He took out two clay pots from the man's clothes, opened them and smelled them, his face changed, and he picked up the flying dagger again, sniffed it lightly, and exclaimed, "This is done, and the weapon is still poisoned." ”

Zhang Xiaohu asked: "Toxic? ”

Yan Dacang handed the dagger to Zhang Xiaohu and said, "You will know when you hear it." ”

As soon as the dagger was placed in his nostrils, Zhang Xiaohu smelled a pungent fishy smell, although he couldn't tell what kind of poison it was, but from the reaction of the person on the ground, he could infer the intensity of this poison.

In just a minute, a lot of black blood flowed out of the man's mouth, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, bulging outward, looking very terrifying. After Zhang Xiaohu came to the Twin World, he had experienced all kinds of dangers, and his mind had already been honed, and he was no longer the little boy who would retreat when he saw blood. And he had also come into contact with the corpses of dead people in Nanmu Village and Dragon Island, and now looking at this dying person, he had no other feelings, just glad that he didn't touch the arrow, otherwise he would be the one who vomited blood now. Maybe it's a kind of growth.

"Alas! I was busy working in vain, but I didn't expect that there was poison on the dagger! As a result, nothing was asked. Yan Cannon threw the two clay pots into the distance.

"No, uncle! We've got a harvest, you take a closer look at this guy! Zhang Xiaohu wrapped the poisonous dagger in cloth and carefully inserted it into his waist.

Yan Dacang stared at the man for a long time, shaking his head: "I don't know, I haven't seen it!" ”

"yes, I've never seen this person before!" Zhang Xiaohu said: "We have been at sea for so long, even if the people on the two ships can't call out their names, they should have seen each other, where did this person come from?" ”

"Really, when you talk about it, it seems that his clothes are very different." Yan Dacang turned the man's clothes open, and saw that he was wearing a short coat sewn from animal skin, and a huge pocket was sewn on the left and right sides, which contained some strange little things. There were dusty jerky, sun-dried plants, and some milky white bones, and Zhang Xiaohu also found a magnet covered with oil stains inside. These things are all-encompassing and varied.

"Look at this dress, the two big pockets are for things, and I've never seen a coward on the Goddess wear anything like that." Yan Cannon took the short coat off the corpse.

"Uncle, what are you?" Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled, could it be that Yan Cannon didn't even let go of the corpse's things.

Yan Dacang's face turned red and said ashamedly: "Haha, get used to it!" Get used to it! In the past, on the battlefield, I always liked to find some foreign clothes on the corpses, and I could also make a small profit. Since you don't want to, then I'll let him go and leave him a piece of clothing! ”

"Uncle, the deceased is the greatest, just give him some dignity!" Zhang Xiaohu tore off a piece of cloth from his body and put it over the man's face.

In the surrounding wilderness, there are only dozens of tall stones, where can you still see the figures of Chen Yi and others. After this ambush, Zhang Xiaohu and the others lost their traces of each other again. This sneak attack can be regarded as a certain gain.

"Doll, which direction are we going?" Yan Cannon glanced around, but didn't find that this monotonous environment made people lose their direction.

Zhang Xiaohu raised his head to identify the direction: "Uncle, let's go east, along the way, they have been going east, their speed is not fast, we may be able to catch up!" ”

Yan Cannon nodded: "Okay, but I'm worried that those people didn't go far just now, and they are still looking for opportunities nearby, so we have to be careful, those people's weapons should also be smeared with venom." ”

Zhang Xiaohu picked up the bow and arrows on the ground, and found that there were more than a dozen arrows in the quiver, he tried it, and found that the bow was very cleverly designed, and it didn't take much effort to fill it.

He laughed bitterly suddenly, just now he had advised Yan Cannon not to move the dead man's things, but he couldn't help it this time. However, he used Ah Q's subjective dialectics to comfort himself, "The weapon is definitely not a thing on the body, this is used to kill people, it is a murder weapon!" It is an unlucky thing, and it is taken away by yourself so that the deceased can rest in better peace! ”

It's just a small episode, two people running forward in the direction of the sunrise. Just as they expected, those people appeared again in the middle of the way, fortunately, there was Yan Cannon, although the process was a little dangerous, but neither of them suffered any damage. After leaving another corpse behind, the men disappeared again under the cover of the boulder.

Yan Cannon was sure that those people would definitely not appear again. Knowing that you can't do it, it's either stupid or stupid!

But soon, reality slapped Yan Dacang in the face, and not long after they continued to move forward, those people reappeared like cockroaches and launched a meaningless "sneak attack".

Yan Cannon didn't even bother to open the gun, so he angrily rushed up with an old fist, knocked the three people to the ground, tied them up one by one, and laughed himself, "Come on!" Do you have no brains, just these few pieces of your material, Lao Tzu doesn't even bother to shoot a gun. ”

Zhang Xiaohu also found that the IQ of these people does not seem to be very high, and they will only rely on the terrain to carry out some sudden attacks. But I also have to admire the courage of these people, they dare to fight against Wang Baquan and Yan Cannon, isn't this looking for excitement?

Yan Dacang once told them that when he was in the Yu army, in order to improve the combat effectiveness of the troops, the commander once asked someone to find a local old monk in Anyang, who was dressed in Shaolin kung fu, and served with good wine and food every day, and even the officers above the platoon level in the army studied for more than three months, and they did not dare to say how high the kung fu was, at least there was no problem with simple fighting.

"Tell me, where the hell are you from?" Zhang Xiaohu squatted in front of the three of them and asked, these three people were all unfamiliar faces, with a demented look on their faces.