No one could have imagined that things would come to this point.

The old village chief was even more surprised, as if he had not eased up, and looked at his eldest son in a daze.

"You shit!! Lao Tzu is your father!! The village chief woke up like a dream, couldn't help roaring, and looked at his son in shock and anger: "You don't even listen to me??" ”

"It's not that I don't listen." The eldest son also looked a little distressed, and looked at the old village chief helplessly and said, "Dad, it's not appropriate to bury the whole village for you alone!" ”

"I told you! I have a way to save our village! ”

When the old village chief said this, his expression was very desperate.

Really, judging by his tone and demeanor, I don't think he's bragging, but telling the truth.

I don't know what other cards he hasn't played....... But he really doesn't look like a lie!

"Dad, we can't take risks in this matter, don't worry, I will definitely be the first to save you in a fight." The eldest son gritted his teeth, he should have made up his mind: "If you let them go, you will let the tiger return to the mountain, and you can't let them go!" ”

"What else to say?! Beat!!! ”

When the first villager rushed up brandishing a firewood knife, Qibao did not hesitate and pulled the trigger suddenly, and the five consecutive rounds in his hand rang out again.

I've seen this kind of shotgun before, and most of them are hunted by mountain people.

The bullets it fired were shotguns, and they were filled with iron sand.

If you are shot at a distance, let alone a person, even a small animal is fine, but if the distance is close enough, then it must be a person who will be knocked down with one shot.

When Qibao shot and hit people earlier, I didn't dare to look closely.

It wasn't until now that I could see what it was like to hit a living person with five consecutive shots.

As soon as the muzzle of the gun sparked, the bullet exploded directly.

The three villagers who ran at the front were all shot, and there were dense wounds on the chest and abdomen, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The wound is very special, like digging a small hole the size of a grain of rice in the meat, and then stuffing black sesame seeds into it, which makes the scalp tingle.

Due to the proximity, the villagers who were hit were also seriously injured and fell to the ground, and no one was able to get up.

Most of the villagers who crowded behind were tripped by these wounded, and Chang Longxiang's reaction was not slow, he smashed the old village chief to the ground, and rushed forward by seizing this opportunity, waving his slap left and right.

As I mentioned earlier, Chang Longxiang was born with strange powers, practiced martial arts since he was a child, and the martial arts he learned were also famous, and he seemed to be a big stele wrestler in Shaolin Temple.

What are his kung fu routines?

It's just one word.

Stumble.

Chang Longxiang's figure is a little bloated, his palms are as big as a fan, and his fingers are as thick as small radish.

But when it came time to get started, he was more nimble than anyone else.

While dodging the weapons in the hands of the villagers, he also had to stretch out his hand to throw people, and his movements were smooth and not slow at all.

It only takes two steps for him to take down the enemy.

Reach out and grab someone's arm.

Raise your hand and flick it horizontally.

Every villager who was thrown out by him had the same fate, either they were thrown into pig dung and couldn't get up again, or they smashed into the wall and broke their muscles and bones.

In just a few seconds, Chang Longxiang had already thrown out five people, his forehead was full of green tendons, and his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

smashed over so many people, and he inevitably hung up on him.

There were more or less wounds on the arms, arms, and backs, all of which had been cut by sharp objects, and there was not a single blunt wound.

"Dodge the !!"

Qibao roared, flashed a step to the side, and without mercy, he hugged the fire according to the crowd.

Two gunshots rang out in succession, and another group of people fell.

But this sight did not frighten the mountain people, but rather stimulated them.

More and more people rushed over, first surrounding Changlong Xiang, and then Qibao........

As I watched this scene, I felt that my brain was a mess, and the after-effects of being hit in the head were also revealed.

Halo, only halo.

The dizziness of the world whirling made me forget my fear for a while, and I couldn't control my body, so I threw my head up and planted it on the ground.

Chen Qiuyan tried to pull me up, but soon the villagers surrounded us.

Whether it was on my face or body, they didn't show any mercy when they stepped on me, and some people deliberately stepped on my face a few more times, which hurt me a little more.

"Running !!" I shouted at the top of my voice, exerting all my strength, and yelled at Chang Long Xiang and them, "Qibao!" Fatso!! Run away with Sister Chen!! Leave me alone!! ”

"Run a fart!! With me, no one will want to touch you!! Shippo roared, the gun stopped ringing, it should be out of bullets.

Chen Qiuyan is a burden, this is not to belittle her, but to be a fact.

I'm even more of a burden at this time, let alone running, I can't even stand up, it's better than Chen Qiuyan!

If Chang Long is determined to run with me despite their dissuasion, then the final outcome will be death...... It's better to die one than a bunch, right?

"I can't run!! Hurry up and take Sister Chen........"

Before I could finish my sentence, my eldest son, who had been hiding in the crowd, had already crowded up to me and kicked me in the head with a horizontal kick.

At that moment, I only heard him say a word, and then I lost consciousness.

He said something as if it were......

"Kill them all."

In a coma, I didn't know what kind of situation I was in.

I don't feel pain, I don't feel dizzy, as if I'm asleep, and I feel a sense of comfort inexplicably.

Is this what death feels like?

Shouldn't be right....... I remember the old man said....... When a person dies, he sees the light....... After that, the soul leaves the body...... I didn't see the light either!

Am I not dead? That's even more wrong!

Those brutes hate us so much, and they are determined to kill people, how can they let me survive?

It doesn't matter if I'm dead or alive, who told me that I can't run? I can't blame others.

I only hope that Chang Long and Xiang can all escape...... Don't let these animals go to the shadow like me!

"Did you say this man is dead?"

"Probably not dead, I saw him breathing."

"Sister, do you want to give him some water to drink? Look at his lips like this......."

"There's still some water they brought in the morning, I'll go get it for him."

Hearing the voices of these strange women, my mind cleared up a little.

I gritted my teeth hard, but I couldn't open my eyes even though I was puffing up, and my upper and lower eyelids were glued together.

At this moment, I felt someone wipe my face with a towel, and it seemed to be a hot towel.

"Are you alright?"

I frowned, felt my eyelids loosen a little, and slowly opened them with all my strength.

At first I couldn't see anything, and even when I opened my eyes, all I could see was pitch black.

But after half a minute or so, my visual abilities began to slowly recover, and I could see a few blurry figures, and I could see a kerosene lamp on the ground not far away.

The woman who wiped my face squatted beside me, not very old, should be ten ** years old, still a little girl.

"Are you awake?" She asked me.

I nodded with difficulty, trying to open my mouth to speak, but found that my throat felt like it had been burned by fire, and I couldn't even get a word out.

The little girl sighed, took the small water bottle, carefully brought it to my mouth, and poured water into my mouth.

I found that the water was tasteless, it should be ordinary well water, and I was no longer vigilant and swallowed it desperately.

"It's really your life to be beaten like this and survive." The little girl whispered, and put down the empty water bottle.

I coughed twice and looked back at her.

Originally, I was going to ask her about the situation, but when I saw it, I was stunned.

The girl didn't seem to be wearing pants, only a tattered undershirt.

She also felt shy, curled up, squatted on the ground, and covered her with a sweatshirt. Body.

At that time, she moved, and her body rattled.

Following the sound, she saw that both of her ankles were tied to large iron chains two fingers wide.

The chains had worn through her skin, sinking deep into her flesh, and the wounds seemed to rot and smelled unpleasant.

"Are you from the city?" She looked at me timidly and asked cautiously, "Are you here to save us?" ”

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