Seeing that the situation was out of control, a few people like the government shouted: "The mountain is haunted, you can't go, you don't want to die!" ”

Seven or eight thugs unleashed their sticks and pinned the first few troublemakers to the ground.

This wave of deterrence played a role, the people in front of them stood still, and the people behind them crowded together.

There were only a dozen civil servants and thugs, and the thugs pressed a few people, and the civil servants could only stand aside and do things in a hurry.

The restaurant owner's wife saw her rival in the crowd, and she was a little stunned when she saw this big scene, but when she saw her rival, she was immediately full of fighting spirit, and commanded his son to rush forward quickly, and he must not let his rival go up the mountain first.

"This is the mountain of our Wutong City, our ancestors are on the mountain, and our roots are on the mountain......" Someone in the crowd shouted a slogan, and immediately responded.

The city lord repeatedly told them to just stop the people who went up the mountain, but don't hurt people, and after a few days, they will be left alone when the insect envoy of the Great Yan Dynasty comes to take them over. The thugs didn't dare to move their real character, after all, the people in front of them were all old folks, and their own ancestors were buried in the mountains.

And the masses below did not dare to really collide, that is, shouting slogans, relying on the strength of the crowd to bluff.

The scene was deadlocked, and an old man took the lead in shouting: "Let the people go, otherwise we will be welcome!" ”

The people behind echoed one after another, saying that it was too late and that it was too fast, Mrs. Han's son pulled away from the crowd, pushed the thugs next to him into a ball, threw off his arms and ran up the mountain, his mother got off the wheelbarrow, dragged the thugs on the ground with both hands, and shouted at him: "Run!" Come on! Go find your dad! ”

The old lady here was dumbfounded, and reacted and pushed her son hard: "Go quickly, don't let the Han family take the lead!" ”

"But mother, you ......," shouted the boss.

The old lady slapped him desperately with her hand and shouted, "Leave me alone, you go quickly, you have to keep your father's coffin!" ”

The boss had to grit his teeth and throw down the wheelbarrow and rush forward, Yan Xingyu picked up the big bag on the ground and threw it on his shoulders in a semicircle in the air, picked up Yijun and ran forward with the boss.

Yan Xingyu: "Run with me!" ”

Yijun shouted, "Beware! ”

Yan Xingyu pressed Yijun's head with his big palm, dodged the stick waved by the thug, picked up the big bag on his shoulder, and gave the thug who pounced on him a Taishan blow.

Yijun was pulled and thrown around by him, and his head was dizzy, and he shouted: "Lamp, the lamp is going to break......"

Yan Xingyu let go of him, danced with a big bag in both hands, and the force value soared.

Yijun guarded the lamp: "Handsome-"

Yan Xingyu said angrily: "Run! ”

The boss finally crossed the thug's defense line and ran up the hill without his life, Yan Xingyu didn't love to fight, pushed several thugs together with a bag, and rushed through the archway with Yijun.

"Hum—"

Yijun's eyes suddenly turned white, and he couldn't hear any sound in his ears, as if he had been attacked by a graphics card.

What's going on?

He felt his hand being pulled, and Yan Xingyu dragged him all the way up the mountain.

Yijun: "What...... What ......" The white light in front of his eyes slowly faded for a long time.

Yan Xingyu pulled him and panted as he ran: "The people of the Great Yan Dynasty are here." ”

Yijun: "Ah, where are we going?" ”

Yan Xingyu's speed slowed down, this road up the mountain was really tired, it was the middle of the night, the surroundings were pitch black, and the wind lamp in Yijun's hand had already run away, leaving only a bare pole.

There were screams from the bottom of the mountain, some people cursed loudly, and some people cried and begged for mercy.

"They're catching up, and we've got to get out of here." Yan Xingyu picked up Yijun, didn't know the direction, and ran forward by feeling.

Yijun ran out of breath, "Are we going up the mountain, the boss is gone." ”

"You should go to him in front, in the mountains." Yan Xingyu said.