As soon as he entered the house, Lang Si saw the shopkeeper riding on the ox cannon, the ox cannon was struggling on the ground but to no avail, there was no power to parry, the shopkeeper pinched the cow cannon's neck with one hand, and held the thick cauldron of pancakes with the other hand, it seemed that he was about to cut down the head of the cow cannon.

"Stop!" Lang Four broke the situation.

The shopkeeper turned his head to look at Lang Si, gritted his teeth and scolded: "I don't want to kill more, but you insist that I see blood again!" ”

Yang Yi came in, and he saw that the quilt on the simple wooden bed had been lifted from a corner, and what was exposed in this corner was a human hand, bloodless and blue, like a dead man's hand.

The shopkeeper got up, threw himself at Lang Si again, shook the iron pot in his hand and smashed it on Lang Si's head, Lang Si lowered his head and flashed over, leaned forward, and punched the shopkeeper's chest, but the shopkeeper who was five big and six thick was indifferent, as if his body was like a copper wall, and the other hand reached out, pinched Lang Si's neck, and lifted it into the air.

Niu Cannon stood up in a cough, he was going to fight hard, shouting at the top of his throat: "What about you, Lao Tzu will kill you!" As he spoke, he rushed up and punched and kicked the shopkeeper in the back, but the shopkeeper was not afraid of pain at all, and turned around and threw Lang Si at the cow cannon.

This strength is really surprising, the shopkeeper is as easy as throwing a stool, and he throws Lang Si's head into the head of the cow cannon, and for a while Lang Si and the cow cannon fall to the ground, but it is dizzy for a while, and there are dark and chaotic stars in front of him.

The shopkeeper snorted and said, "Come on, I will fulfill you, let my iron pot transcend your soul, every time the iron pot is patted on your head, your soul will be cleaner again, and the blood that flows out is a perfect baptism!" Look at the pot! ”

Yang Shan hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" Lunatic! ”

The shopkeeper turned around and said, "I almost forgot, there's a young man!" In fact, if you and your Uncle Lang run away, you may have survived, but unfortunately, ......"

Yang Shirt said, "Why do you want to kill people? ”

The shopkeeper raised the iron pot in his hand and said viciously: "Do you want to know, then let me beat you to death with the pot, I will explain to you slowly!" ”

Yang Shirt saw that the situation was not good, and ran out, the shopkeeper was strong, but the speed was not slow, Yang Shirt had not run out of the door, the shopkeeper reached out and grabbed Yang Shan's vest and said: "Look where you are running!" Little cub! Die! The iron pot he was holding in his other hand covered Yang Shan's head.

This iron pot plate is very thick, equivalent to a large piece of iron, if this comes up to the person's head, the person is either concussed, or died quietly, Yang Shi held his breath, angry to his chest, he recalled the qigong method to be used in the future, and wanted to turn the tables, but it was useless at all, so he could only stare dryly, and wait for the iron pot to cover his head.

At this time, Lang Si pounced violently, holding the hand of the shopkeeper holding the iron pot with both hands, Lang Si bit the shopkeeper's wrist, this trick worked, the shopkeeper let go of Yang Shirt, clenched his fist and hit Lang Si's head, and Lang Si bit tightly, all biting blood, just not letting go, he stared at Yang Shirt with godless eyes, stared at Yang Shirt, and said in his eyes, run!

Yang Shan understood what Lang Si meant, but he didn't want to escape alone, so he rushed over, hugged the arm of the shop owner Da Lang Si, and opened his mouth to bite hard.

The shopkeeper scolded, "You guys are all dogs! Get out of here! He was about to use all his strength to support both arms, when suddenly, the bull cannon pounced from behind, followed by an open mouth, and he bit the shopkeeper's neck.

"It's too much of a deception! Lao Tzu has been fighting for thirty years, and he has never seen three people bite a person! Shut up! Shut up! The shopkeeper struggled, bared his teeth, Lang Si bit tightly, biting off the iron pot in his hand, Yang Shan's center of gravity was unstable, swaying with the shopkeeper, but it was still under Yang Shan's control.

The shopkeeper yelled, "That's enough! That's enough! If you bite again, you will be bitten to death! Shut up! ”

Niu Cannon let go, his mouth was full of blood, he bent down, picked up the iron pot that fell on the ground, and covered it at the back of the shopkeeper's head, the shopkeeper rolled his eyes, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a poof, and said: "Three to one, Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu was not convinced...... Not ......"

Fainted.

Lang Si was exhausted, sat on the ground, wiped his sweat and said: "I really didn't expect this shopkeeper to be quite tough, the two of them probably can't get him, fortunately, the three of us went on together, so we will subdue him, no, we have to quickly find a rope to tie him up, in case he wakes up, we may not be able to deal with him again!" ”

Niu Cannon lay on the ground and said weakly: "This task should be handed over to the little goat, I am already tired and paralyzed, let me have a good rest, little goat, you go and find a rope to tie him." ”

The little goat's physical strength was okay, although his legs were shaking badly, he let out a long breath and said, "Okay, I'll look for it first." ”

Looking around, in a pile of rotten vegetables in the corner of the wall, there was really a rope pressed underneath, Yang Shan tried to walk over, and it took a lot of effort for the two tigers to dig out the rope from the vegetable pile, and the rope was quite strong.

When Yang Shirt returned to pass the simple plank bed, he grabbed the quilt and lifted it back, and suddenly the scene in front of him was disgusting, Yang Shirt couldn't hold back, and spit out the noodles he ate into his stomach in one bite.

I saw that there was a female corpse hidden in the quilt, the head of the female corpse was already miserable, obviously caused by the iron pot slapping, and the head of the female corpse could almost be described as meat sauce, and the facial features had already walked.

When Lang Si saw this scene, his brows furrowed, and he scolded: "What the hell, this five-year-old and six-thick shopkeeper is really a non-human, and he is so vicious to a woman!" What kind of hatred is there, what kind of hatred? ”

The shopkeeper on the ground groaned softly, and when Langsi Wagyu Cannon saw this, where did he dare to rest again, he jumped up from the ground, grabbed the rope in Yang Shan's hand and tied it to the shopkeeper, which was sturdy.

After tying up, Lang Si and Niu Cannon relaxed and sat on the ground, and Lang Si kicked the shopkeeper with his foot and said, "I didn't expect you to be so mad!" Looking at the appearance of the female corpse, it should have been dead for more than a day, and you can continue to set up a stall to cook and do business with peace of mind? You're still not human! ”

The shopkeeper slowly regained consciousness, realized that he was tied up, and scolded: "Quickly let go of Lao Tzu!" The body fluttered and moved, but he couldn't open the strong rope, tossed for a while, and stopped moving, only his mouth was still scolding.