Hutou Mountain, the trees in the forest are lush and leafy. The three of them hid behind a tree, cautiously staring at the five-man patrol on the slope in front of them.

Shen Liang glanced around, secretly said five second-order martial artists in his heart, and immediately turned his head and nodded at Wen Qing. Then the two of them shook and disappeared behind the tree.

At this time, the five people who were talking and laughing only felt a flower in front of them, and before they could open their mouths, their necks were twisted by a pair of big hands. Poor them, they don't know who the enemy is until they die.

Shen Liang and Wen Qing appeared at this time, and then nodded at Feng Ye Ling, and continued to grope towards the mountain.

Along the way, there were many guards in this Hutou Mountain, but they either slept and napped, or farts and chatted, and none of them were serious about their duties at all.

Presumably, there has been no invasion of strong enemies on this mountain for many years, and over time, the group of bandits relaxed their vigilance. Looking at it like this, this bandit den is also extremely loose.

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. This has helped them a lot, and it has saved them a lot of effort.

Such lazy bandits naturally couldn't stop the three Shen Liang who were like charms. After about half a pillar of incense, the three of them cleared out the guards all the way and came to the Hutou Village.

There were seven or eight bandits standing in front of the village with big swords on their shoulders, and there were many shaking figures on the wall. A black flag with a tiger head pattern is erected on the wall, waving in the wind.

"Let's go!" Wen Qing picked up the machete and walked out menacingly.

Shen Liang and the others hurriedly grabbed Wen Qing, who was carried away by anger, and couldn't help but scold, "Are you crazy?

Wen Qing snorted coldly, tightened the machete in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I came here to take revenge!"

Shen Liang frowned, and sneered, "When you go out and don't get close to other people's gates, you will be hacked to death by other people's knives first!"

"If you're afraid of death, let's go first!I didn't let you follow me anyway!" Wen Qing said lightly.

"You're ......!"

When Shen Liang heard this, he was immediately furious, looking at Wen Qing, who had nothing to do with himself, and he was angry. He obviously came to help with good intentions, but he said so. This is someone else, and no one can accept it.

"If you two want to quarrel, go back and quarrel, don't you want to live for a long time?" Feng Ye Ling immediately scolded.

"With the three of us rushing directly into this den of thieves, it is clearly an act of sending us to death. Since we want revenge, then we can only outwit it!"

Wen Qing frowned, looked at the young Feng Ye Ling, and asked, "How to outwit?"

Shen Liang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Capture the thief and capture the king first!"

Feng Ye Ling smiled, "Yes, as long as we can take down their leader, how can those little minions still send them to death?"

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, and said, "How are we going to get in, and just swagger in?"

At this time, several bandits came out of the jungle and walked towards the gate of the village in twos and threes. Under the surprised gaze of Shen Liang and the others, they walked in without the slightest hindrance.

Shen Liang smiled, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and said, "Let's swagger in like this!"

After a while, three more figures came out of the grass, and they were dressed like the bandits before.

The three of them walked to the gate of the village without squinting, and when they were about to enter, they were stopped by the man on the side.

"Stop!"

The faces of the three changed slightly, and then they looked at the frowning man.

"What's wrong with the old horse?" asked a man next to him, puzzled.

The man named Lao Ma touched his chin, looked at the three of them carefully, and muttered, "Why haven't I seen these three?"

Hearing this, Shen Liang and the three couldn't help but have their hearts beating faster, and their palms were sweaty.

"Old Ma, you are stupid, didn't our village accept some newcomers a few days ago?" the man scolded with a smile.

Lao Ma was stunned: "Newcomer, why don't I know?"

"You know a, you got so drunk the night before that day that the captain pulled you out of the bed on the third day. What do you think you know?"

Hearing this, the old horse sighed several times and scratched his head quite embarrassedly.

"Come in, you guys!"

Only then did the three of them relax, sneering in their hearts, and walked into the village amid the laughter and scolding of the two......

In one cell, there were shouts and curses, sometimes mixed with a few wails.

These are some of the prisoners held in Hutou Village, and all of them have a great hatred with Hutou Village.

And in this screaming prison, there was a place where it was quiet, and there was a man in the cell. The man was ragged, his hair was disheveled, and he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, with his hands and feet chained.

If Shen Liang and the three of them were here, they would definitely be able to recognize who the person in front of them was.

......

In a remote room, Shen Liang and the three of them were around the table, and there were three bandits who were tied together lying on the ground. The three bandits were tightly tied, each with a piece of cloth stuffed in their mouths, and they all looked at Shen Liang and them with frightened faces.

"I already asked just now, there are three leaders of this Tiger Head Village, and their strength is above the sixth order. And that big leader is even more terrifying, it is said that he is already a seventh-order high-level martial artist!" Shen Liang said with a solemn expression.

"Seventh-Order Advanced?"

The faces of the two were moved, and their eyes showed a little shock.

Seeing that Wen Qing hesitated for a while, Feng Ye Ling hurriedly said, "This matter must be considered in the long run, with the three of us not being able to fight them at all, even if it is a sneak attack, the chances of winning are not very great!"

"How do you think about it in the long run? Do you have a way?" Wen Qing hurriedly asked.

Wind Leaf Spirit shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I mean go back immediately, and then we ......"

"No!"

Wen Qing immediately waved his hand and refused, and said in a muffled voice, "We finally sneaked in, how can we return empty-handed?

Shen Liang sneered and said, "Good news? That's just your wishful thinking, can you fight them? Don't say it's you, even the three of us have no chance of winning together! Do you know how the villagers begged me and Ye Ling after you left?"

Hearing this, Wen Qing raised his head and looked at Shen Liang blankly, his eyes full of doubts.

"They beg us to follow you, but not for us to avenge you, but to bring you back safely! Your safety is more important to them than their revenge!"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, his rough hands couldn't help but intertwine, his heart was mixed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Those villagers who don't know much about martial arts can see it more clearly and thoroughly than you, a fourth-order martial artist. And you are so obstinate that you want to take on this nest of bandits in a fit of rage. Do you think I'm trying to persuade you because I'm afraid?"

Shen Liang shook his head and smiled, his face was full of bitterness, and said, "I'm not afraid! Even the desire for revenge in my heart is even greater than yours! Maybe you don't believe it, but this is true." Because...... The man who fell before my eyes...... It's just too much!"

"I don't want to repeat the same mistakes!"

Shen Liang raised his head and sighed, there was a bit of vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and there was a hint of helpless ridicule on his face.

At this moment, Shen Liang, in the eyes of Wen Qing and Feng Ye Ling, was like a lonely person who had experienced the hot and cold world, exuding sadness.

Wen Qing looked at the young man in front of him in a daze. For a moment, he seemed to regard this young man as his elder, sitting in front of him and listening quietly.