Chapter 13 Is this still the ancestor of the honest Mune?

I heard the sound of conversation and footsteps in the distance of the road.

"The grass is special, the handklings on the small lonely mountain of the people, each person has two horses, don't care whether to chase people or run away is the top. We're fine, we don't have a horse. ”

"Don't bark, there are horses, mules, donkeys and cows in Lugangling Village. Wait until we slaughter that Zhao Zhongyi, and by the way, we will also slaughter this village, and snatch them all. ”

"You two don't mess around! I only moved that Zhao Zhongyi today, and by the way, I slaughtered the dog called Zhao Chuanxin. My eldest brother doesn't want to make too much trouble, and it's a big deal. ”

"Big brother, what are you afraid of? We robbed the money, rice, grain, mules and horses, and immediately returned to the mountain, who knew that we did it? ”

"Are you the boss or am I the boss?"

"You are!"

With the faint moonlight of Shangxuanyue, Zhao Chuanxin looked through the cracks in the grass, and there should be six or seven people.

The conversation between this group of people who seemed to regard human life as a mustard made Zhao Chuanxin angry.

In this time of calamity and national calamity, the whole nation should stand up against the butcher's knife of the invaders, instead of harming their own people.

Somehow, whenever the country is in trouble, there is always a group of clowns who either make a fortune in the country, or go in the nest, or spread rumors, or become traitors when the party leads the way.

The same will be true of the Hereafter.

As soon as I thought of this, my hands trembled lightly.

He has a devil vine in one hand, an elven carving knife in the other, and an eagle bone whistle in his mouth.

Armed in full gear.

Although this full armament looked ridiculous in Liu Guigui's eyes.

Closer, closer.

When this group of people was in front of the three of them, only a stone's throw away.

Zhao Zhongyi moved.

With one hand in his hand, he slammed to his feet, firing forward like a cannonball.

Poof!

It's too fast.

In an instant, a shot was accurately stabbed in the neck of a lock. Yes, it's the neck, the center, the ten rings!

Draw the gun, stab again!

The handmaiden really didn't pull the bolt for the gun, and was still in a state of confusion.

Because this is still some distance away from Lugangling Village, they would never have thought that a group of honest farmers would dare to carry knives and guns and intercept their group of gun-wielding handmaidens halfway.

"Ah......h

Don't get me wrong, this shout is not from the handkerchief, but Liu Guigui next to Zhao Chuanxin.

Liu Guigui carried a firewood knife, snorted to give himself courage, and rushed out. Along the way, endless urine dripped down the crotch of his pants.

While......

A knife, slashed at a rifle with a lock.

The Diamond Flip is a burly man, and he has actually only touched the gun for a few days.

At this time, he was suddenly intercepted, and seeing that his two subordinates were stabbed to the ground in an instant, he first wanted to pull the bolt, but in a hurry, his hand did not reach the bolt.

Suddenly, a knife slashed from the side and slashed at his gun!

"Wow...... Not...... Not...... Woo ......"

When everyone was in a hurry, the penetrating power was special, special, and the whistle sound was very strong, and it suddenly appeared!

Everyone, there was a momentary pause.

Zhao Chuanxin's fingers went back and forth between the two mouths of the eagle bone whistle and the oblique mouth, and the tone began to change.

And the devil's vine has long been like a poisonous snake.

Even Zhao Chuanxin himself was a little stunned.

This tune, sounding so festive and cheerful, made him shake his legs and nod to the beat......

I'm Cao, what am I nodding, what legs am I shaking?

Of course, shaking your legs may have been too scared in your heart.

A lock, the moment he heard the whistle, a black shadow wrapped around his neck. At the other end, the cobra's head is generally cocked and wrapped around a tree by the side of the road.

The lock was lifted up at once.

He was "hanged"!

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: Sure enough, this trick is easy to use. What a hanging comedy!

As he continued to blow, he ran over, jumped up and held the elven carving knife, aimed at the neck of the hanging lock, and brushed the ......

Even if he is afraid to die, even if he is abrupt, the stability of the wrist that has been engaged in carving for many years plays a key role.

Accurate, stable, and fast, coupled with the incomparable sharpness of the elven carving knife, the malleability of five centimeters, instantly cut all the channels and tissues connecting the opponent's neck up and down.

At this time, the gun went off.

There are locks who shoot desperately.

Zhao Chuanxin squatted down instantly, but the eagle bone whistle did not stop.

The devil's vine let go of the branches, and it snaked like a viper, and wrapped around the body of the man who fired the gun like lightning.

Let's talk about Liu Guigui again, after cutting a knife, the adrenaline surges, the body is no longer shaking, and the urine is no longer urinating, holding the firewood knife with both hands, and slashing again from top to bottom.

The Driller is a habitual bandit with a lot of fighting experience. He knew at a glance that this man was a rookie, and easily blocked the Mosin Nagant rifle he had bought from Maozi. By the way, he used the rifle as a stick and swept over, and the handle of the gun swept on Liu's precious cheeks.

It has to be said that this Mosin Nagant rifle is in the hands of the Driller, and it is more skillful and flexible as a stick than a gun.

Liu Guigui was knocked over, but at this time it was the time when the adrenaline was surging, and he didn't know the pain at all, so he didn't wait for it, and before he could get up, he waved the firewood knife sideways on the ground.

The Drill Flip almost landed!

When he tried to step forward, the gun went off.

One of his men next to him was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground.

This scared the hell out of him.

It can only be said that this gang of bandits is not yet a real climate, and shooting in the middle of the night can scare themselves.

Their minds understand that the era of big blades is gone, but the body is not keeping up with the trend.

When he wanted to kill Liu Guigui again, the corner of his eye swept and he realized the terrible truth.

It seems that all of his subordinates have fallen!

This......

There were seven of them.

First of all, he was dragged by Liu Guigui, and the subordinates next to him were accidentally injured by their own guns.

And so it went to the two.

One was hung on a tree by Zhao Chuanxin with a hanging divine comedy, and his throat was cut by an elf carving knife. The other shot misfired, leaving the devil vine tied up, and he was lying on the ground, slowly turning pale from the blood sucked.

That's where four people went.

Let's talk about Zhao Zhongyi again, he broke out and hurt people, came prepared, and stabbed two people to death in an instant.

The third person wanted to sneak attack, but Zhao Zhongyi didn't have time to draw the gun, so he put a cloth on the side, opened one arm, and pasted his shoulders and hips. The man was unprepared and stumbled.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Zhongyi withdrew the gun, did not turn the head of the gun, and directly used the tail of the gun, relying on inertia, to hit the person in the chest.

This time, he directly broke the man's ribs and gasped.

Zhao Zhongyi let go of the spear, rushed forward directly, and with one punch, the bridge of this person's nose collapsed!

Looking around again, there was only one left, wanting to attack Liu Guigui.

At this time, the Drill Flipper had already reacted, and also touched the bolt, so he pulled the bolt on the spot.

Zhao Chuanxin is too far away to get over at all.

Zhao Zhongyi saw the big hurry, rushed over, and didn't have any moves, so he flew out directly and hit it with his shoulder.

Bang!

The gun went off.

But it was crooked. Of course, the bullet did not hit Liu Guigui on the ground, but almost hit Zhao Chuanxin not far away.

Zhao Chuanxin's legs weakened and he sat on the ground.

The Drill Flip was knocked to the ground, still holding a rifle in his hand, Zhao Zhongyi raised his leg and kicked the rifle in his hand away.

This old-fashioned rifle pulls the bolt once and fires a shot, and if the bolt is not pulled after firing, it is no different from a burning stick.

Therefore, if you are kicked away, there is no question of whether you go off the fire or not.

Zhao Zhongyi took two steps back, and stepped on the tail of the big gun on the ground with his left foot, and the head of the big gun bounced up due to the principle of leverage.

He stretched out his hand, held it precisely, pinched the head of the gun and spun around in the air for half a circle, and then held the tail of the gun with his right hand and sent it away.

Poof!

The eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed.

Snort, snort......

Those who are still alive are wheezing violently, and their lungs are like bellows.

Zhao Zhongyi looked around for a week with cold eyes, and saw the locks on the ground that were bound by devil vines and were not yet dead, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

However, he didn't speak, but stepped on the body of the Driller, slowly drew the big gun, and walked towards the man step by step.

The man's eyes were frightened, but he had lost so much blood that he could no longer beg for mercy.

Poof......

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were also wide, as if he knew his ancestor for the first time.

Is this still the old ancestor of the honest Mune?