Meng Bei and they trotted in front, and Zhao Lei followed lightly, stepping on the snow without a trace, stepping on the drum silently, and following for a while.

Meng Bei in front didn't know if it was because it was getting dark, or if he felt that he was safe, so he gradually slowed down, then turned around and went straight to the mountain, until he passed by a cave he had seen when he came, and they stopped completely.

Meng Bei settled his two children in the cave, and then prepared to go out to collect some firewood, Zhao Lei followed behind him, until he disappeared from Meng Fei's field of vision, Zhao Lei showed his original form.

At this time, Meng Bei didn't know that there was a person behind him, not only that his vigilance was not as good as the black dragon, but also that Zhao Lei's skills had improved again.

Then Zhao Lei picked up a stone and threw it at Meng Bei, with a subtle sound of breaking the air.

Meng Bei was like a frightened beast, the hairs on his body stood up, he heard the sound of breaking the air from behind, the first impression in his mind was a beast, and then he was overthrown by himself, this voice was too small and too sharp, more like a hidden weapon.

It's not good, the Four Seas Gang is catching up, Meng Fei and they are in danger!

Facing the hidden weapon, Meng Bei instinctively bent down and jumped forward, he didn't care about the gravel on the ground, after rolling on the ground for two times, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it back, and then stood up to face Zhao Lei.

It was only then that Meng Bei saw that behind him was not the Four Seas Gang, but a young man, and he didn't know if this young man had just come or had been following him.

If he had followed him at the beginning, Meng Bei couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought about it.

"Don't be nervous, brother, I'm not here to trouble you."

Zhao Lei, who easily dodged the stone attack, looked at Meng Bei, who was very nervous in front of him, and took the lead in exiting.

But in the face of Zhao Lei's words, Meng Bei was still very cautious and did not believe him just by his own words.

"There is no basis for your words, how do I know that you don't want to take the opportunity to paralyze me and then sneak attack."

"If I want to kill you, do I still use a sneak attack? I've got hundreds of ways to get out of the city gates. ”

"Little brother, you can talk big, although I am not a hero, it is not so easy to take my life."

Meng Bei's eyes were full of cold light, his whole body was tense, and he was ready to make a move at any time.

"My name is Zhao Lei, I only rely on my strength to do things, and I don't talk big."

After Zhao Lei reported his name, after Meng Bei heard it, he felt that this name was so familiar, and suddenly his mind was confused, this Zhao Lei wouldn't be that, right?!

"You are the Zhao Gang Leader?"

"Who would dare to call that name but me."

"It turned out to be the Zhao gang leader, I really admired the name for a long time, it was a small one who didn't know Taishan, he didn't speak right before, and I hope the gang leader will bear with me."

After Meng Bei knew that this young man was Zhao Lei, his posture was very low, and he bent down to apologize to Zhao Lei.

Even though Meng Bei had heard about the deeds of the Blood Knife Gang and that their gang leader was very young after entering the city, he didn't expect it to be so young, no wonder only such a master could follow him without him noticing.

And in Meng Bei's opinion, Zhao Lei is not the same as the martial arts masters he has seen before, he looks more like a handsome son, not at all like a fighting man in the rivers and lakes, if you don't look at those eyes.

But why such a famous figure would look for him, Meng Bei was very puzzled.

"I don't know Gang Master Zhao, what is the matter with me?"

Zhao Lei didn't answer his question, but chopped a wooden stick from the side, and then threw it to Meng Bei, facing the wooden stick that was thrown over, Meng Bei caught it with one hand.

After taking the wooden stick, Meng Bei seemed to understand what Zhao Lei meant, I am afraid that he only followed him after seeing his marksmanship, and there was a high probability that he wanted to win him over as before.

If you want to make yourself small, it depends on whether he has the ability!

Meng Bei didn't say anything, he also wanted to give it a try, this level of demonic Zhao Lei in other people's mouths.

I saw that he was holding a wooden stick, playing a spear flower, and killed Zhao Lei directly, but he did not attach his mana to the wooden stick, in Meng Bei's opinion, this was just a fight, and he didn't want to kill him.

Zhao Lei saw Meng Bei, who was still in his hand at this time, he didn't even have the desire to draw a knife, he stepped on the golden snake step and held his hands in front of his chest, but even so, Meng Bei still couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Meng Bei's marksmanship is wide open and close, the offensive is fierce, one shot after another, in addition to the means of pressing the bottom of the box, he has already shown ten percent of his marksmanship.

But in Meng Bei's eyes, there were only afterimages in front of him, and the young gang leader didn't look at him at all, he didn't even bother to take out his hands, he just easily avoided him, playing like a cat catching a mouse.

Although Zhao Lei on the other side is the leader of the Blood Knife Gang and has strong martial arts, it also makes Meng Bei feel a little angry in his heart, it seems that if he doesn't come up with some real means, he will really make people look down.

Immediately, Meng Bei stopped the momentum in his hand, he just stood in place, and he didn't see any means, a stream of mana was injected into the wooden stick from his body, and suddenly his breath changed.

If Meng Bei was a wooden sword before, then now it is an open sword, and then his figure flickered, and his speed increased by more than a star and a half, and then a shot was stabbed at Zhao Lei.

Meng Bei wanted to teach this young man a lesson, let him understand the depth of the rivers and lakes, and he still had to be cautious!

Suddenly, Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, this is what he wanted, the middle-aged man in front of him could actually use the mana to exert the effect of internal force, attach it to the weapon, and enhance himself.

This method is very good, Zhao Lei saw it on the roof at that time, and became interested, although he did not interfere at that time, but if Meng Bei's life was in danger, Zhao Lei would definitely save him.

In the face of Meng Bei's powerful shot, Zhao Lei no longer held his hands to dodge, just let him try the success of such means, he pulled out the long knife on his waist, the knife was like a rainbow, and split the shot from top to bottom.

The whole wooden stick was raised directly, Meng Bei obviously didn't expect that Zhao Lei's strength was so great, and he was also quite confident in his own means.

Zhao Lei was also very surprised, after this ordinary wooden stick was attached to the mana, it had not been cut off under his full strength, and Meng Bei's strength speed had more than doubled compared to before.

However, Meng Bei's momentum was vigorously split by Zhao Lei, which still affected all his subsequent attacks.

Although Zhao Lei's simple martial arts skills are not as good as Meng Bei, he can only cope with it if he breaks through ten thousand skills, as long as Zhao Lei takes the initiative, he can only be tired of coping.

Meng Bei's marksmanship was suppressed by Zhao Lei into a well-defended fine marksmanship, and the number of roads was changed alive.

The scene was a mess.

It's just that after three or five breaths, Meng Bei is already a little out of breath, his hole cards are too loaded on him, if it is a normal fight, he will not be exhausted so quickly.

Moreover, Meng Bei went through a fight in Pingyang City, and then ran away for a long time, and his physical strength had been consumed a lot.

What's more, now facing a master like Zhao Lei, his energy is highly concentrated, but between these few breaths, he is a little out of reach.