Ou Yangming looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, and there was only one thing that attracted him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was croquettes, and he walked over to the table, picked up one casually, and ate it in his mouth.

"This taste is really authentic." Ou Yangming said while chewing the balls in his mouth.

"This..., this..., heaven..., Celestial, this..., these..., food..., food, is given..., golden horn, silver horn..., two..... Grown-ups! Among the villagers, an old man with white hair walked up to Ou Yangming tremblingly and said.

As he spoke, Ou Yangming had already eaten five or six balls in a row.

"Golden horn and silver horn, why does it sound so familiar? Forget it, don't want to. Go and tell the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn that I have eaten this ball, and if they want to die, they will come to me. Ou Yangming said casually, anyway, in the Dragon Ball world at this stage, no one can beat him.

"They're coming!!" A villager standing on the lookout shouted in horror.

"Come..., here !!" Hearing the four words they came, all the villagers had a frightened look on their faces.

Especially the old man with white beard, he said anxiously to Ou Yangming: "Lord Heavenly God, the golden horn and silver horn are here!" If they see you eating their food, you'll be killed! ”

Ou Yangming smiled and said, "You have called me a god, how can a god be killed by mortals?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "That's right! How did I not think of that?! ”

Then he pounced, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Ou Yangming a few times, and shouted as he kowtowed: "Please, Lord Celestial, save our village!" Golden Horn and Silver Horn are two robbers who come every month to loot the fruits and vegetables grown in our village. Our village is now overwhelmed, the family doesn't have enough to eat, and every month we have to prepare a good meal for these two bastards.

The most hateful thing is that they have a treasure, it is a gourd, and the silver horn will be named every time he comes, and if he does not shout in time, he will be sucked into the gourd and turned into wine. ”

Hearing this, Ou Yangming's eyes lit up.

I was still thinking about wine in the sky before, but now there is a wine-making artifact, gold horn and silver horn, it's really timely rain!

"Here we go again—"

Dada!!

Outside the village came the shouting of a man, as well as the clatter of submachine gun fire.

The roar of an engine rushed into the village.

Ou Yangming saw that two strong men were riding a vehicle similar to a ninety-seven motorcycle in his previous life and stopped in front of him.

These two guys are wearing ordinary martial arts uniforms, wrapped in animal skins, and their left chests are embroidered with traditional gold and silver.

The two got up from the car and each removed the hat from their heads, revealing the red and purple paint on their eyes.

"Uncle is a golden horn!"

"Uncle is a silver horn!"

Holding a submachine gun, Silver Horn said fiercely to the villagers, "Is the tribute ready?!" ”

The villagers all bowed their heads tremblingly, because of the drought this month and the harvest was not good, so the tribute was less than half of the previous months.

Only the old man, on crutches, walked to the side of Silver Horn and replied cautiously: "Uncle Silver Horn, everything is ready." ”

The old man also seemed to remember the horror that the Golden Horn and Silver Horn Brothers had brought to the village, and forgot about Ou Yangming.

The Golden Horn nodded at the Silver Horn and walked towards the table filled with sumptuous food.

But a guy who eats balls spoils the mood of the golden horn.

Yinjiao frowned when he saw his boss, and immediately turned around and shouted to the old man behind him, "Who is he!" Why are they eating at our brothers' tables? Bastard! Don't you and your villagers want to live? Or do you want it all to be put in a gourd and turned into alcohol?! ”

The old man saw the angry silver horn and the frowning golden horn, plopped down on the ground, kowtowed and shouted: "Two adults, he flew down from the clouds, he is a god, the god wants to eat the food in the village, and the little ones don't dare to do anything to the god!" ”

"Celestial?" Jin Jiao listened to the old man's words, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

When Yinjiao heard the word god, he was also a little stunned, and looked at the old man kowtowing on the ground in disbelief, wondering if this old thing was tricking him.

Ou Yangming swallowed the last pill and clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Ou Yangming, and I am not a god."

Silver Horn smiled disdainfully when he heard Ou Yangming say that he was not a god, and then he dropped the muzzle of the submachine gun and pulled the trigger on Ou Yangming.

Dadada!!

The muzzle of the gun burst out with dazzling tongues of fire, and the bullet casings kept flying out of the submachine gun.

Ou Yangming looked at the bullet that was shooting at him, took a breath lightly, and sighed at the bullet in front of him.

Everyone saw that the bullets whistling in the air were bounced away by Ou Yangming's small sigh and shot towards the silver horn.

"Ahh

Silverhorn drank heavily, and was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the submachine gun in his hand and slammed into the ground next to him.

But behind him is the old man, and the silver horn has dodged the bullet, but this old man's old arms and legs, how can he dodge?

"Grandpa!"

"Daddy!"

"Village Chief!"

The shouts came and went, all of them looked at the old man kneeling on the ground in despair.

Ou Yangming sighed, waved his hand, and all the bullets stopped in front of the old man, and then with a click, they all fell to the ground.

You can't eat other people's food with your front foot and watch people die with your back foot, right?

Although he Ou Yangming is not a good person, he is not a demon without humanity.

"Yes, I was saved." The villagers let out a long breath when they saw that the village was safe and sound.

Jin Jiao stared at Ou Yangming with an ugly face, just with those two hands just now, he could conclude that this guy's strength was very strong.

A single haze can bounce off a bullet, and a wave of your hand can make a bullet stand still in the air.

Now he really suspected that Ou Yangming was the god in the mouth of the villagers.

Ou Yangming's eyes looked at the golden horn, and he said slowly: "I heard that you have a gourd that can make wine?" Leave it to me, and get out of here, and I'll give you two brothers a good time. ”

Silver Horn listened to Ou Yangming's words, and he lay on the ground, his head buried lower.

On the other hand, Jin Jiao said with a solemn expression: "Why don't you give my two brothers a way to live?" ”

"Because your brother just opened fire on me with a gun, you two must die." Ou Yangming's voice said without any emotion.

After hearing this, Jin Jiao's fists couldn't help but clench tighter, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, you go to die!" ”

The words fell, and he pulled out the big knife on his waist with his backhand, and slashed it at Ou Yangming.