Wu Feng was secretly proud, and he couldn't wait to find a mirror to take a look at it now, to see his demeanor as a hero, but he didn't know that he was like him now, with most of his calves exposed in his pants, and his body was scarred, and he looked like a beggar who looked a little cleaner, which looked a little nondescript. Passionate Picture Feast http:///

After a little deliberation, Wu Feng finally mustered up his courage, flashed his body, walked out of that hidden place, and arrived at the nearest courtyard from him after only a while, he listened carefully against the wall for a while, and found that there were indeed bandits in the courtyard, and then he climbed over the courtyard wall.

After going up the wall, Wu Feng quickly bowed down, fortunately there was a tall willow tree in this courtyard, with lush branches and leaves, covering his body, otherwise he would probably be discovered by the people in the courtyard.

Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, Wu Feng looked into the courtyard, but he could also see a rough idea.

There are now six people in the courtyard, three of them are holding machetes and torches in their hands, all of them are fierce and vicious, they must be bandits from the Black Wind Village. Among the other three were a middle-aged couple and a child of thirteen or fourteen.

Two of the bandits were pressing the middle-aged man to the ground, punching and kicking, and the middle-aged man was rolling on the ground in pain, screaming and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Another bandit held a machete across his chest, blocking the mother and son, and the middle-aged woman kept crying and begging: "Stop fighting...... Stop it...... I beg you to stop fighting......"

And the little boy of thirteen or fourteen + passion novel / class12/1.html was directly scared silly, standing there, he was so scared that he didn't cry, just stared at a pair of frightened eyes, looking at what happened in front of him.

The bandits didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged woman's cries, and the middle-aged man who kicked them kept rolling on the ground like kicking a ball.

After a bag of cigarettes, the two bandits were sweating tiredly on their heads, and then they could stop, and one of the bandits lowered his body, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck by the collar, put a machete on his neck, and said fiercely: "Fuck! Hurry up and give all the valuable things in your house to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has been turning over for a long time, and he has a few broken copper plates, and he doesn't even have a little broken silver! ”

The middle-aged man's nose and face were swollen from the beating, and his mouth kept foaming with blood, and he said in a trembling voice: "Okay...... Hero...... Spare your life! My family is poor...... Indeed, there is no silver......"

"Fuck you!" The bandit slapped the middle-aged man in the face and kicked him in the chest, and the middle-aged man who kicked it spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground convulsing.

The bandit with a meaty face walked up to the middle-aged man again, raised the machete in his hand at him, and scolded angrily: "Fuck! Your grandfather, I'll give you one last chance, hurry up and give me the silver, or I'll let your head fall to the ground!" ”

When Wu Feng saw the bloody scene in front of him, he only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, his breathing became heavier, his teeth were clenched, and he wanted to jump into the courtyard immediately and kill all these bandits......