Chapter 8 For the Ruble! Rush, Fatty!
"Don't talk nonsense, give money!" Ignoring Yi Fan's attitude, Big Ear asked Ma Lie directly for money. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info In their opinion, without a hundred and fifty rubles, the little fat man would never let them go unharmed.
"Money?" Ma Lie was stunned again, and then suddenly, he asked people for water, and they had to give water money. "How much?"
"One hundred and fifty rubles!"
"What!"
"One hundred and fifteen roubles!"
To be honest, 150 rubles is really not a lot of money, and for a family, 150 rubles is enough for a week's food. But 150 rubles for a glass of water? This is simply blackmail!
"You're robbing?"
"What about robbery!"
The two pressed down again, holding Ma Lie firmly and preventing him from escaping.
At this moment, the caravan under the mountain also had a problem.
Looking down from the high vantage point on the slope, it was clear that another group of people were approaching them.
It's a real bandit!
Each of them held weapons in their hands, and the caravan was firmly wrapped in an umbrella shape, and it had begun to shrink at this time.
"You scum, you can't die well!" Ma Lie scolded Yi Fan and them, in his opinion, Yi Fan and the group of mountain bandits below were in a group, and all the actions just now were just to contain him, so that the gangsters below could eat his caravan.
What will happen if the caravan falls into the hands of the mountain bandits? The robbery of goods is a trivial matter, and the lives of all the caravans will be threatened! When he was in Yemai, Ma Lie heard many massacres of mountain bandits, and they were outlaws one by one, and they were completely inhumane!
The number of mountain bandits was several times that of the caravan, and there were so many mountain bandits on the entire half-mountain slope at some point, Yi Fan squinted his eyes and observed carefully.
A rabble plus an armed knight?
Yi Fan's careful liver "popped". There is actually an official knight among the bandits!
It's hard to do!
Don't look at Yi Fan's ability to take down two trainee knights of Nine Strength in one move, but let him face a formal knight, even if the other party is only the lowest level of armed knights in the official knighthood, Yi Fan does not have the slightest confidence to fight against it.
But just watch the whole "guest" suffer in front of you?
Yi Fan was a little hesitant.
He's not a hero, there's no need to do anything about it.
Yamashita.
Ben Fen walked leisurely with his big sword, and got a report from his subordinates, knowing that the caravan in front of him was already a turtle in an urn, and he was in a good mood.
He ordered his men not to rush and to slowly close the ranks. He enjoyed the feeling, the fear of others, the look of horror on their faces as they faced death.
"With this kind of small caravan, there is no need to stay alive. ”
"Yes. ”
Someone beside Ben Fen went down to give the order. Hearing the boss's order, all the mountain bandits were a little excited. Bloodthirsty is the reaction that a qualified mountain bandit should have.
"It's not good, the murderous aura has become stronger, I'm afraid the caravan is going to die. ”
On the hillside, Yi Fan, who was standing on the table, squinted. Murderous aura, this seemingly non-existent element, can be keenly felt here by Yi Fan, and Yi Fan doesn't know why, but he can feel it.
"Let go of me!"
The irascible Ma Lie broke free from the suppression of the stubble and big ears, there were not only the mercenaries he hired for money, but also more than a dozen of his brothers, he couldn't watch them be killed by these bandits.
Ma Lie got up and tried to rush down the hill, but when he was about to leave his seat, his arm was grabbed!
"Release!"
Ma Lie turned around sharply and found that it was not the scumbag and big ears that grabbed him, but the little fat man standing on the table!
There was a huge force coming from the little fat man's flesh-like lotus root arm, and he firmly grasped Ma Lie, Ma Lie didn't feel pain, but felt a stronger suppression than the combined forces of the two of Hu Lie and Big Ears, and he couldn't break free.
"I'm going to die with my brother!" said Marly, whose eyes were bloodshot.
Words of such blood will be bloody in anyone's ears.
Yi Fan squinted, and his blue left eye was infected with blood.
"Give me a thousand rubles, and I'll help you!"
"Huh?"
Ma Lie was stunned in this tavern many times today, and he was more and more confused every time.
"Quick, promise or not, forget it if you don't agree. ”
Ma Lie could feel the little fat man grabbing his arm trembling, no, the whole person was trembling, it seemed that the little fat man was even more anxious than himself.
"Okay, if you can save my brother, not to mention a thousand rubles, even ten thousand rubles are worth it!"
"Deal!"
After that, Ma Lie only felt a flower in front of him, and the little fat man had disappeared from the table.
Looking further down the mountain, I saw a "ball" rolling down at an incredible speed.
Yi Fan is running fast, and he has to race against time. He felt like he was in a wonderful state, his body was hot, there was a wave of heat in his body beating against his soul, and with every turmoil, he felt that he had infinite power.
Why is this happening? I've never felt this way before.
At the same time, Yi Fan also clearly felt that he was getting out of this state. So, he has to be fast!
Yi Fan ran down the mountain, and there was only one target in his eyes, that armed knight!
The troops under the mountain have already met, and the round of tentative attacks by the mountain bandits has ended.
"It's over, we're going to die, what are we going to do to let them let us go?"
After a round of tentative encounters, many mercenaries in the caravan had already hung their lottery.
The carriage was pushed to the center, and the grooms took up their weapons. The grooms were trembling, and the weapons in their hands were shaking even more.
"The mountain bandits are bloodthirsty, let's pray to die in the battle, to be captured alive into their bandits' den, I can't imagine that kind of scene where life is worse than death. ”
As the main force, Clay narrowly missed the lottery in the first encounter, but fortunately, his partners rescued him in time. Now his only thought is to kill more mountain bandits, so that he can die blindly.
"When you die, you still want to fight back?" Hearing his subordinates report that there was a member of the caravan who was fighting fiercely, the trainee knight of the ninth floor was very violent, and Ben Fen smiled. "The lion fights the rabbit, effortlessly. ”
In fact, except for Benfen, who is a high-ranking official knight among the mountain bandits, the others are only seven or eight strong, but there are many of them, and even if they don't have Benfen, they can eat this caravan. And with Benfen, they can minimize casualties.
What Benfen needs to do now is kill Clay with one move. The visual effect brought by the second kill was enough to make the sheep give up their resistance.
Ben Fen showed up, he stood in front of the caravan with a big grin, and all the mountain bandits stopped coaxing and surrounded the caravan and looked at Ben Fen in awe.
Benfen was a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Clay, but when Clay made eye contact with him, Clay's face instantly turned pale.
"Martial arts, outfits, horsemen, soldiers!"
Clay confided word for word, and hearing his words, everyone in the caravan faded a layer of color, and their blood was cold.
In the face of the armed knights, they even had the possibility of a final bite shattered.
"Give up resistance. Ben Fen smiled faintly.
"Can you survive if you give up resistance?"
"No, you can't. ”
Benfen's answer was honest, and he watched his prey show its last signs of fear before it died.
grinning miserably, "Take people's money and prevent disasters for others", I didn't expect to put my life into it. However, as a mercenary, Clay was prepared for this as soon as he entered the industry.
"Come on. ”
Knowing that the other party's target was himself, Clay silently parried. Trying to parry, dreaming! Everyone in the caravan had lost hope.
"It's so daring, let you die a happy death. Benfen laughed, and his sword suddenly accelerated, and he disappeared from everyone's eyes as soon as he crossed twenty meters. When he reappeared, he was already in the air.
"Martial Arts: [Cracking]!"
The dazzling sunlight stabbed everyone's eyes, but the people of the caravan still stared at Ben Fen and the big sword in his hand......
Benfen's shadow was imprinted on Clay's face, and it kept magnifying. Clay watched silently, waiting for the armed knight's attack to fall. Seeing a light light at Benfen's feet, Clay was excited.
"This is the battle ring! This is the martial arts!" Clay had also piloted it in his dreams, and it was Clay's dream in this life.
The rings moved away from Benfen's feet, and when they gathered to the edge of the great sword, Clay knew it was time for it to end.
"No!"
On the hillside, before the broken house, Ma Lie shouted heartbreakingly, he didn't expect that there was such a strong man among the mountain bandits, and they were completely hopeless.
Fast...... Fast... Hurry, hurry, a little faster! for the ruble!
The crazy ball shadow flew down the slope, and the place where Yi Fan passed was full of wind step by step.