"Yes, I'll go right away." The young man, known as the sixth son, glanced at He Weitong and said.

After saying that, he immediately put down the gun in his hand, plunged into the lake, and after five or six meters, he came to the place where the man fell into the water.

After about seven or eight seconds, the voice of the sixth son came.

"Lao Jiu is fine, he just fainted."

When Zhang Mazi heard this result, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face still did not react.

"Little Taoist, what do you mean?" Zhang Mazi raised the Mauser pistol in his hand and asked.

He Weitong looked at the muzzle of the black hole and did not panic at all.

"I've shown mercy to my subordinates, and if I use all my strength, he'll have a life at this moment." He Weitong glanced at the two figures on the surface of the lake, and then said.

"Daoist, haven't you figured out the situation at the moment, do you think it's your fists and feet, or our guns are fast." Behind Zhang Mazi, another man stepped forward with a gun and said.

"Naturally, the gun is fast, but I'm faster than you, and I'll kill you before you shoot me." He Weitong said slowly.

He Weitong was right, his speed was naturally not faster than a bullet, but his speed was faster than theirs, and he had time to send a shot before they pulled the trigger.

And even if he didn't dodge for a while, it would be fine, just the Mauser pistol in their hands would not be able to break through his defenses at all.

"You ......"

He Weitong's words completely angered some people.

Some irritable men, who leaned over directly, were about to shoot.

"You can give it a try."

He Weitong pulled out the Xuantian Divine Sword at his waist, and then looked at the people around him and said slowly.

"Big brother!"

He Weitong's attitude was too arrogant, so some people had already endured it, so they all looked at Zhang Mazi, who could call the shots.

Zhang Mazi didn't speak, but looked at He Weitong's eyes and pondered.

The scene was caught in a period of condensation of tense air.

While Zhang Mazi looked at him, He Weitong also looked at each other.

This confrontation passed a quarter of an hour in the blink of an eye.

"If you don't do it, then I'm leaving." He Weitong said.

However, Zhang Mazi still didn't answer his words, seeing this, He Weitong didn't want them to consume, but looked directly at Xiao Si Tou beside him and said, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Si Tou grabbed He Weitong's hand, and then slowly walked out.

"Big brother." Seeing He Weitong leave safely, some of the men shouted loudly to Zhang Mazi again, hoping to get a response from him.

Zhang Mazi frowned and looked at the two distant figures, he was a knowledgeable person, so he saw He Weitong's unusualness, although he was not sure, but this kind of thing, I would rather believe that it is not credible, fortunately, that brother is not a big deal, so more is better than less, the Taoist priest is obviously just passing by, and he will endure it.

"Don't say it, listen to me." After thinking clearly, Zhang Mazi said.

"Hey!" His brothers sighed.

Except for Zhang Mazi, who is a soldier, everyone else is a bandit, so they don't have his insight and observation.

"Okay, let's do our own thing and give him ......," Zhang Mazi turned around and pointed to Ma Bond in the locomotive and said.

But before he could finish his words, a gunshot suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Bang~"

Zhang Mazi's face changed, and he immediately turned to look in He Weitong's direction.

The result was both unexpected and expected.

He Wei's body did not fall hard, but quickly turned around, pulled out the long sword at his waist and threw it at the person who fired the gun.

"Flutter~"

The long sword passed directly through his chest, and then returned to his hand under the wrapping of He Weitong's true qi.

He Weitong is not a murderer, it can be seen from his previous behavior, but if others want his life, then he will not spare it.

He didn't die, it wasn't the mercy of the other party's subordinates, but his own strength defense, if he was just an ordinary person, he would already be a corpse now.

In that case, let's see who survives.

He Weitong has no mental obstacles in the heart of killing such a group of people, because the other party is not a good person, what kind of good person can the bandits in the mountains be, they make a living by robbing people passing by, and that person will not leave a few lives in his hands.

He Weitong affirmed that they definitely had innocent lives in their hands.

Take him as an example, because he said a few words that they did not want to hear, and he was going to have to worry about his life.

"The third child!"

"Third brother!"

"Third brother!"

The body of a man with a gun slowly fell back, and finally muttered a few words in Zhang Mazi's arms, and finally tilted his head.

"Holy shit."

"Dick!" Zhang Mazi shouted, but he was still not in a hurry, or the second child didn't think about stopping at all, and the gun still went off after all.

Seeing that the gun had gone off, Zhang Mazi knew that the matter could not be reversed, so he immediately picked up the gun in his hand and joined the team that shot He Weitong.

He Weitong, holding Xiao Siten, quickly dodged, jumped up, and came behind a boulder.

He put down Xiao Si Tou, then put down the cage behind him, pulled out the Xuantian Divine Sword, and jumped lightly, killing Zhang Mazi and his party.

Since the other party wants his life, he doesn't need to show mercy.

At this moment, if he is pretending to let the other party go, then he will simply die.

Because the bullet did only enough damage to him, hitting his body was basically like being bitten by an ant, although there was some pain, but fortunately he could endure it.

So he avoided the bullets that he could dodge, but he couldn't dodge them, and he didn't deliberately stop, but ran in a straight line.

One sword at a time, very quickly, in less than a minute, there were more than a dozen bandits present, including Zhang Mazi, none of them lived.

He Weitong stood in place, looking at these corpses, his heart was very calm, he didn't feel guilty about this kind of bandit who had killed countless people.

According to the lives of the people on them, ten shots in the future are not enough to compensate.

He Weitong glanced at the Ma Bond couple hiding on the locomotive, and then turned and walked in the direction of Xiao Sitou.

After coming to the big stone, He Weitong first took the reward of the system, a total of six bottles, and put them in the cage.

After putting so much, the cage is full, and I can't see how I can't stuff a bottle in my hand.

"Let's go." He Weitong looked at Xiao Sitou and said.

"Hmm." Xiao Sitou didn't look at the scene behind the stone, but just nodded at He Weitong.

After that, He Weitong carried the cage on his back, drank the Moutai in his hand, and held Xiao Sitou's hand at the same time, and slowly walked away.

This episode did not affect his mood, on the contrary, he was still happy to get a few bottles of fifty-year-old Moutai.

Such a high-end wine, to be honest, he has never drunk it.

The death of Zhang Mazi and others, he didn't think there was anything, just a group of bandits missing.