Song Hai tilted his head, the bench smashed on his shoulder, Song Hai snorted, and continued to run outside the cave with strength.

The little master Sun Yue shouted: "The thief is leaving!" ”

Then the little master Sun Yue once again exerted his strength under his feet and pounced towards Song Hai.

It is said that the fist is afraid of the young and the strong, and the stick is afraid of the old man, Sun Yue is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, and he has endless energy, and he caught up with Song Hai in two or three steps.

Song Hai was tall, but his speed was not fast, and he suddenly felt a tightness in his back, and it turned out that Sun Yue grabbed his back clothes.

"Get out of here!"

Song Hai shouted, turned around and elbowed Sun Yue's chest, this elbow was so powerful that if it was hit, it would have to shatter the sternum.

Phew-

The big boss rushed over, also elbow-to-elbow, and received Song Hai's fatal blow.

The big boss was elbowed, only to feel that his arm was numb, and his whole arm seemed to be overpowered, and he could no longer exert his strength when he was lying on his stomach.

"Fortunately, Yue'er stabbed him, otherwise it would be unpredictable."

The big boss shouted at Sun Yue; "Son, the idea is pricked, let's be on the shoulders!"

"Fight!"

"Lao Tzu Day, your Buddha grandmother!" Song Hai's lungs were about to explode, these two fathers and sons were too shameless, not only sneak attacked, but also fought two to one, bullying him, an injured old comrade.

Faced with the simultaneous attack of the two fathers and sons, Song Hai had no choice but to give up and escape, and turn around and take it hard.

It's just that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that his left hand is still pressed on the dagger in the lower abdomen, so he only has one hand to face the father and son of the big boss.

Song Hai used his own trick, supported the ground with one elbow, and kicked into the sky, kicking Xiao Zhe, the big boss.

This is a broken kick, if the kick is hit, Sun Yue will be blessed in the future, and his father's resources will be his.

Of course, it is impossible for the big boss to sacrifice the happiness of the rest of his life, so he chose to retreat strategically.

Sun Yue, however, was not afraid of tigers when he was a newborn calf, and he smashed his fist into the opponent's throat, hoping to kill him with one blow.

"Good time!"

Song Hai changed direction in the air, tapped his right foot on the ground, and kicked it out again, hitting Sun Yue's little Zhe!

Whoa-Sun Yue rolled his eyes and immediately fainted.

Click—as if something had shattered, as if an eggshell had hit a stone.

"Son!"

The big boss was so stunned that he didn't have to think that his son would definitely not be able to pass on the lineage.

"Song Hai, you give Lao Tzu his life!"

In the face of this former second brother, the big boss didn't hesitate anymore, and the tricks were all desperate, and the big boss was like a crazy tiger, and Song Hai was defeated and retreated.

Song Hai's lower abdomen was bleeding blood, and his face became more and more pale, he knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would have to die here.

The battle situation in the cave gradually became clear, the Sun family gang had a large number of people and had the upper hand, plus the six masters and the eight masters drank a high degree of wine, their heads were dizzy, and ten percent of their strength could only fight fifty percent.

The family members of the big boss are not fuel-efficient lamps, and when they saw their husbands fighting with others, they picked up the bench and joined the battlefield, and they gave the six masters a scoop at once.

Song Hai saw that the general trend was gone, and the soldiers were in danger, so he pulled out the dagger on his lower abdomen and stabbed the waist of the big boss.

Whew-Whew-Whew-

The big boss's eyes bulged so much that he almost didn't stick his eyes out.

The pain of cutting his waist is unbearable for ordinary people, and the big boss who was stabbed lost his combat effectiveness, and could only watch Song Hai run outside the cave with his lower abdomen covered.

Song Hai is getting closer and closer to the cave, one step, two steps, one step two steps......

The dawn of victory is ahead, as long as he escapes, he Song Hai can live, as long as he can survive, he will definitely make a comeback, and when the time comes, he must destroy the full family of the big boss!

He wants to hang up the big boss and his family, and then ...... the mother-in-law of the big boss

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sharp voice of the big boss behind him: "Lord Zhao, don't let that person run away, otherwise it's over!" ”

Lord Zhao?

Song Hai was wondering who Lord Zhao was, and he saw a young man in a white cloth robe appear in front of him, and he smiled at him.

"Who are you?"

"Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

……

At the foot of the mountain, Jia Baoyu's team of migrant workers had already lit torches, and every three steps, a person held a torch for lighting.

In ancient times, most people had night blindness due to malnutrition.

Night blindness, commonly known as "blindfolding", is a medical term that refers to the symptoms of difficulty in moving in dim light or at night when you have difficulty seeing clearly or at all. This symptom is usually due to a lack of vitamin A.

This symptom does not need to take medicine, as long as you eat more animal liver.

But it's such a simple thing, but Jia Baoyu can't solve it, on the one hand, there is not much money, and on the other hand, there is not so much meat.

However, Jia Baoyu heard that boiling soup with chrysanthemums, wolfberries, pine needles, etc. can also effectively improve this situation, and the matter is urgent, and he has not had time to test it, so he can only wait for later.

Jia Baoyu, Li Gui, Zhao Dabao, and more than a dozen family members, with 200 craftsmen leading cattle and donkeys, quietly rushed to Tianmen Mountain.

Under the leadership of a local guide, everyone did not get lost, and finally came to the gate of the Tianmen Mountain bandits' den.

There is a strange scene in Tianmen Mountain, called Tianmen Cave, which is similar to a natural karst cave, but it was opened by the big master and became the gate of Tianmen Mountain Cottage.

This is estimated to be the earliest artificial tunnel, if you want to enter the cottage, there is only this road, which can be called a husband and a man.

Jia Baoyu and the others were waiting at this door.

Just out of the first month, the weather is beautiful and moving, there are no watches in ancient times, I don't know what time it is, plus the mountain is colder than the mountain, Jia Baoyu estimates that the outdoor temperature is minus 20 degrees.

He made everyone huddle together and huddle together to keep warm.

Jia Baoyu was wearing a leather jacket and cotton clothes, his head, face, hands and feet were wrapped in leather, and only his eyes were exposed, so he felt that his hands and feet were unconscious.

Not to mention the workers who were wearing thin clothes and didn't even have a single cotton coat.

I don't know how long it took, small snowflakes floated in the dark night sky, and the snowflakes fluttered one after another, like petals falling from the sky, and after a while, a thin layer was accumulated on the mountain, which reminded Jia Baoyu of a poem "If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a cup of nothing." ”

It's a pity that there is no small red clay stove here, and there is no green ant new brewing wine.

"Li Gui, bring the wine jug on the mule, everyone take a sip, don't drink more."

The cold mountain wind blew, like a knife cutting on a person's body, the workers exhaled a thick white mist from their mouths, Jia Baoyu cursed a few words, he felt that the mountain wind seemed to be able to penetrate the leather jacket and directly freeze the person.

Considering the severe cold in winter and the problem that the warm materials could not keep up, Jia Baoyu specially asked Li Gui to prepare a few barrels of spirits to ward off the cold.

The cold flask was passed to a worker, who uncorked the bottle, his lips were already purple from the cold, and he looked up and poured a sip of wine, as if he had drunk it into a fire.

The fire ran down his throat and into his stomach, and even his whole body was about to burn.

The worker instantly felt a lot more energetic, and wanted to take another sip, but was snatched away by Li Gui and handed it to the next worker.

More than a dozen family members, each responsible for twenty workers, was not a trouble, and soon, several barrels of liquor were poured into the bodies of these workers, and the workers who were originally trembling were in much better condition.