They were rummaging for something, but they didn't get to the ambush location that Master Lu had predetermined.

The fists of the villagers who were rummaging through the houses were hard.

Still patient.

Finally, Master Lu burst into a shout: "Kill!" ”

The men pouring out from all directions stunned the six people for a moment, and in just a moment, they reacted, three drew their swords, three held bows, and met fiercely.

All sorts of planks blocked their view, and the three men with bows saw that the arrows they had shot were all stuck in the planks, and they cursed angrily, and before they could put away their bows, they smashed stones at them.

Beirong Six: ......

I have never seen such a gentle battle in Guanzhou.

They were greeted not with knives but with stones.

But the stone was also terrible, and they tried to dodge, and the formation of the six people gathered together was disrupted, and those who hid behind the planks never showed their heads, so that they could not do anything.

Ferocity is stimulated.

When one of them said something, he saw them rush forward as if they were fierce, and when they came near, they suddenly turned, and the six of them suddenly dispersed, and scurried through the gap between the planks.

At this time, I could see the difference between the villagers, who had experience in besieging and killing mountain bandits, and immediately moved with a board, and vigorously hit the past, trying to knock people down.

The inexperienced person saw the fierce Beirong with a fierce face, and his movements paused slightly, but after a short pause, he was rushed out, and with the help of the surrounding houses to avoid his figure, he disappeared from everyone's field of vision in a blink of an eye.

Qi Wu's door panel is horizontal, and he can't see it when he puts it up.

The six people of Beirong abandoned the bow and did not use it, which was in everyone's hands.

Qi Wu rushed to the front, his waist and arms were forced, and the door panel was exaggerated by him, and it was directly fanned in front of one person.

How unlucky this Beirong was, he finally broke out of the encirclement and encountered such a strong man who did not play cards according to common sense.

The façade was slammed.

Just listen to a loud bang.

The man fell straight up.

The blood lake smacked.

Hu Erlisuo picked up the longbow and quiver in his hand and the knife, and the latter threw it to Wang Dalang.

Wang Dalang weighed it.

Without staying in his hand for a moment, he threw it out and stuck it on one of the Bei Rongs, who was caught between the planks and could not get out.

Burst!

The sound of a sharp blade going in.

The door panels on both sides quickly cooperated, one pressed hard, and the other had a head popping out from behind, looking at the longbow on the ground, and quickly picked it up......

Hu Er, who got the longbow, was like a fish in water.

He jumped to the freshly erected earthen wall next to him in a few moments, his sharp gaze scanning around.

Suddenly, he fixed his gaze.

Got it!

The bowstring is drawn.

An arrow missed.

Burst!

A scream was accompanied by the sound of something falling around them.

Hu Er's sharp gaze fell on the people closest to the nearest target.

Those men seemed to be burned, and they hurriedly ran to check if the turtle grandson was dead.

The bowstring was again taut.

Hu Er aimed at Beirong, who was still fighting as a trapped beast, and decisively released his arrows.

Burst!

Another one fell.

The weapon was quickly picked up, and the person who got the knife subconsciously made up a few more knives.

Then he looked at the bloody knife in his hand, and then looked at Master Lu, who was still fighting with Beirong with his bare hands, and fell into deep thought.

How do you give the knife to Master Lu?

It is definitely not good to throw it, if the throw is not accurate, it is easy to hurt Master Lu and them.

He had no choice but to give the knife to Wang Dalang again.

Wang Dalang is not good at archery, but he throws stones and wood, sticks and knives...... None of them are accurate.

Wang Dalang was not polite, the knife he just threw out had not had time to be recovered, and there was no guy in his hand.

After taking the knife, let's take it first.

Together with his companions, he walked towards Beirong, which was surrounded by Master Nalu and several people.

Master Lu was anxious in his heart, it was different from what he said, they only surrounded two Beirong and ran so much!

At this time, they didn't dare to be distracted, they had nothing but planks in their hands.

Press it with a wooden plank, take advantage of the chaos to go out and punch and kick Beirong a few times, and then retract back, and so on.

The two Beirong gradually got used to this routine, and when they drilled out again, they were smashed by the wooden plank, and the knife in their hands slashed fiercely.

Master Lu's cousin was slashed in the arm, and blood flowed profusely.

Without his support, the plank suddenly became less flexible.

Wang Dalang and the others rushed over at this time.

They supported the planks and took the place of Master Lu's cousin.

The routine is repeating itself.

Just when Beijung was about to slash again.

The gap between his raising of the knife was grabbed by two people at the same time.

One is Hu Er, who is standing on a high place and waiting for the opportunity, and the other is Wang Dalang, who is waiting for this moment.

An arrow arrives, a knife arrives.

Almost at the same time, it was pierced on the body of Nabeijung.

The raised knife had no chance to fall.

The man slowly lowered his head, saw the arrows and knives pierced in his body, opened his mouth wide to shout something, and finally fell down with only some meaningless breath sounds.

Wang Dalang drew his knife, also drew an arrow by the way, and threw it back casually.

Hu Er had long been accustomed to it, picked up the bloody arrow by his side, and merged it into the string with an expressionless face.

Master Lu saw that his brother was injured.

Also seen was Beirong across from him.

The red color of the blood makes it even more ferocious.

Master Lu also spelled out the real fire.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest, burning his body to the extreme, and his eyes reached his legs, and a neat leg was raised, and he kicked it on Beirong's hand.

This kick is the pinnacle of Master Lu's performance.

Such a tricky angle, such a fast speed.

Never been more accurate.

At this time, it would be nice to have a knife in your hand.

Master Lu thought with regret.

In the next blink of an eye, a knife literally appeared in front of him.

And it was a knife with the hilt pointed at him, right in front of him, and as long as he stretched out his hand, he could reach it.

He took the knife almost without thinking.

The facial muscles twitch with excitement and are slightly hideous.

stabbed it with a knife, hitting the heart of Beirong.

The hand holding the handle of the knife twisted it vigorously.

Looking at the other party's painful face, Master Lu was unprecedentedly happy!

Damn, finally dead!

Blood splattered on his face.

He didn't even wipe it, and turned his head with a fierce look in his eyes, searching for the enemy.

The cruelty in his eyes gradually disappeared and began to straighten.

He stood in place, his body still ready to attack.

Watching the men in this village walk by and pass by, they didn't miss it, and whoever came to Beirong's corpse would be neatly stabbed.

Those who don't have knives use boards, and those who don't have boards use their feet...... In short, it is to make up for the knife to be particularly thorough.

Master Lu's brothers and nephews were also dumbfounded.

They took out a Beijung, these people...... These people ......

Kill four!

And, they're mending, right? It's too skilled.

Several villagers dragged Beirong, who had died elsewhere, over and lined them up neatly.

"There's one more." Master Lu was worried. "Gotta find him."

Luo Village, who didn't know where he was hiding just now, rushed over with a meteor.

Just now, it was an important prop to help support him from falling, but in the blink of an eye, it became a stick for the ruthless leaf sweep.

"You rabbit cubs, you eat for nothing, why did you run away?!" He stared, his eyebrows stood up, looking more fierce than Beirong just now, and it seemed that fire was about to erupt between his mouth and nose: "Don't hurry up and find it!" The old man wants to see that his corpse is right here, and the turtle grandson is not there, do you want to lie down for someone? Don't go yet! ”

A group of five big and three rough men, like children who have been chased by adults, are in a hurry to run around the village.

Village Chief Luo looked at the few people who were not moving, and was about to say something.

Master Lu hurriedly said, "Village Chief Luo, let's go find someone too." ”

He ran away with his brother and nephew.

He couldn't say it, so he felt that this Village Chief Luo was so scary.

The bad old man he pretended to be before, that look, he almost believed it when he saw it.

In the blink of an eye, he roared at the descendants of the village with such a full of anger.

God knows, he just saw these men and his heart was worried.

One by one, who needs to worry about the frightened master, look at the sons and nephews who follow them with pale faces, this is the person who needs to be cared for.

These three little ones have seen blood, and they are all scared like this, but fortunately, they didn't embarrass him, and dared to rush up and fight with Beirong......

Wait, the three of his family have seen blood.

Why do the people of Xiao'an Village behave so ......

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The neatness of their mending knives kept flashing in their minds.

"Hey, young!" Master Lu's whole body stiffened and froze in place.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Little Master Lu looked around vigilantly, there was no situation.

Master Lu held his breath and recovered for a long time.

"It's me who thinks about it, how can this road be so peaceful, it's all experience, there is experience, there is experience......"

If you don't have a head or a brain, what is this talking about?

Master Lu's old face gradually turned red.

Now that he thinks about it, when he told people bitterly, he must have been very stupid, and he didn't blame people for being impatient when they listened, it was really embarrassing to throw it to his grandmother's house......

Hu Er had a bow, so he asked Ertie to send the iron crossbow back.

Li Xuemei put the iron crossbow aside, thinking that she was not busy, the enemy had not been completely annihilated, and it was not too late to put it away when they were all dead.

Thinking like this, on Yan Yu's constantly updated map, the target moved.

Because it moved too fast, the cat simply used her fingernails to draw a crooked line on the paper.

How do you look at that line, it looks like it's coming towards them?

Li Xuemei picked up the iron crossbow.

Yan Yu also stood up and raised his iron pot.

This pot was bought on the platform, the iron is good, and it is stronger than other pots.

The two of them looked at the exit of the cellar in tacit understanding.

Listen to the movement outside.

The cat's nails were still scratching, and when it reached a certain place, it suddenly stopped moving.

It tilted its head sideways, a pair of cat's eyes that were brighter in the dark, and looked at the picture, and then at the top of the cellar.

What this series of performances represents, it goes without saying.

Li Xuemei glanced at Rong Niangzi and spoke silently, asking her to take the others away.

Rong Niangzi quickly took the nearest big girl away, and after placing everyone, she quickly returned.

Mrs. Qi felt that something was wrong, so she came to check.

Seeing that Li Xuemei and her mother still didn't understand anything, she looked around, there was really nothing to take, so she took out a pair of scissors from her baggage, held them in front of her, and looked at the top of her head seriously.

There was the sound of the cellar door being opened, but it was still dark overhead.

Yan Yu was shocked.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and thought at the same time:

Not this cellar!

It's another!

Yan Yu quickly rushed to the passage connecting between the two cellars.

Only she can pass quickly in this low passage, but Li Xuemei can't.

The tip of Li Xuemei's nose was sweating.

"Cat, in the past, when someone came down, you scratched, scratched hard." Li Xuemei ordered.

The cat chased after him and followed Yan Yu to the other side of the cellar.

On the other side, only Uncle Hu with two grandsons.

The veteran soldier of the main battle faction felt uncomfortable staying with a bunch of women, so he took his two grandsons and waited in the cellar here.

As soon as Yan Yu came over, the three ancestors and grandsons noticed it.

At the same time, he also noticed that the sound above was wrong.

"Grandpa Hu, let's go, go over there." Yan Yu was very calm.

She thought that if the enemy shot arrows down, she would huddle up and hide under the iron pot.

But Grandpa Hu, they can't.

So, she ran away.

Uncle Hu stood up reluctantly, because he was too hard, and shook for a while.

But he knows the severity, not to mention dizziness at this time, even if his brain explodes, he has to leave quickly.

His two grandsons trust Yan Yu even more.

The children of the village, who are not part of the Boy Scouts.

One of their military orders is that you can do whatever you want, don't ask why, don't ink.

Pick up grandpa and leave.

The light above his head grew brighter.

Yan Yu's gaze met a pair of gloomy eyes.

The man saw someone below and smiled.

The smile was cruel and disgusting.

With the help of the wall, the cat jumped a few vertically and flew over, mercilessly with four paws.

Yes, ordinary cats may scratch twice is the limit.

But the Yan family's cat, because it scratches four times or because it is very hard every time, it is not too easy to find a balance between strength and speed.

Four strokes is already the speed limit of its guaranteed output.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Yes! Screams came from above.

The ancestors of the Hu family had already climbed into the connecting passage in the middle.

Uncle Hu heard the movement and wanted to look back, but was constantly pushed forward by his two grandsons.

Yan Yu clenched his little fist and waved it vigorously.

"Well done cat!" She whispered praise.

The cat hung upside down on the door panel of the cellar with its paws and meowed.

She thought for a moment and beckoned the cat to come down.

Coldly watched as the door to the cellar above was vigorously opened.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, because the lake of blood had been scratched by the cat.

Yan Yu thought to himself: it seems that he did not find the entrance to another cellar.

She felt the iron pot and was on guard with all her might.

The man wanted to shoot an arrow, but found that the entrance to the cellar was too small, and it was difficult to draw his bow.

He decisively put away his bow and jumped down with his knife in his hand.

Yan Yu quickly rushed into the passage at the moment when he wanted to jump down.

She held the iron pot in front of her and walked back.

One man and one cat quickly moved towards the cellar at the other end.

After the man jumped, he rolled sideways and unloaded.

A carp was straight, half-crouching, with a horizontal knife in front of him.

Watch your surroundings vigilantly.