"Ahh

The screams of killing pigs rang out.

But it was the one-eyed bandit leader who was hit by Wu Dao on one side of his waist, blood gushing like a spring, and he fell on the bridge and roared miserably.

Boom!

The ground slammed.

Wu Dao's majestic physique tore through the airflow, teleported across a distance of dozens of meters, and appeared in front of the one-eyed bandit leader who was screaming incessantly.

The powerful sense of oppression was like a wild beast, like an abyss like a prison, which instantly made the bandit leader stop his screams, and endured the pain of life worse than death and knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"Hero spare my life, I am willing to give all my family wealth, begging to let me go......"

The one-eyed bandit leader kowtowed like garlic in the shadow of Wu Dao, and he didn't dare to look up.

'Kill you, isn't your money mine?' ’

Wu Dao was amused in his heart, his fan-like steel giant palm was clasped on the head of the one-eyed bandit, and he felt the tense and trembling scalp and asked lightly: "What do you mean by the skull-crushing hand, do you know me?" ”

"This ......"

The one-eyed bandit leader trembled and was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know why Wu Dao wanted to 'ask knowingly', but after feeling the sudden increase in the force above his head, he hurriedly replied:

"The hero has been raised, how can I and other pickled people deserve to know the hero.

The reason why I heard the name of the hero.

It is because during this period of time, it was rumored that there was a cocoon-breaking master who acted chivalrous and killed robbers, and they were all killed and died with a broken skull.

Since its name is unknown.

It can only be called 'skull-crushing hand black pupils' according to a pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people, so ......"

That's right.

After Wu Dao explained his doubts, his face couldn't help jumping, and he was speechless.

Acting chivalrous and killing bandits?

Isn't this a smear of innocence?

In fact, he was just on his way, and who knew he would encounter so many things that he didn't know what to live or die.

He has always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice.

Since you want my life.

Wouldn't it be disrespectful for me to not want your life?

As for the cranial clasters......

Isn't it the fastest and most efficient way to kill the enemy by blowing his head, as if he has some special fetish.

Seeing that Wu Dao did not have an immediate seizure.

The one-eyed bandit thought that he had picked up a life, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and begged: "This matter is a small one who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and collides with the hero. ”

Kindness?

When Wu Dao heard this, he looked at the one-eyed bandit leader in surprise, and sighed helplessly:

"Why do some people always think that a fluttering apology can overcome all the faults and failures?

Since the life of the prey is placed on one side of the scale when hunting, it is also necessary to have the consciousness to pay the same price and put it on the other side.

But you ......"

said.

Wu Daogang's big hand patted lightly on the head of the one-eyed bandit, making a thumping sound like a watermelon.

"You are so rude, you lack reverence for nature, you don't respect your own life, a person who doesn't even respect your own life, how can you change it?

Only death,

Only to see their own brains.

It will make you remember to change for a long time.

Therefore.

If I don't kill you, I'll destroy you and give you a chance to change.

Do you think I'm right? ”

"I ......"

"Don't you have anything to say, since you agree, let's hit the road."

"Wait, I'm Elder Qin's man. You don't ......."

Boom!

Wu Dao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and with a flick of his fingers, the "raw melon eggs" exploded directly, and the red and white flesh splashed everywhere.

Elder Qin......

Wu Dao wiped away the filth from his hands, chewed these two words in his heart, and glanced up at the top of a high mountain in the distance.

Just.

Under his subtle level of perception.

I have always felt a vague peeping gaze on the top of the mountain, and it is estimated that it is the 'overseer' of this group of bandits.

After he killed the one-eyed bandits.

That peeping gaze was gone.

Combined with previous speculation.

As expected.

Then what Elder Qin should be a member of the White Whale Martial Martial Hall Elders' Council.

This group of bandits.

Most of them are the tools of "opening a small stove" that they raise.

Otherwise.

is only in the realm of divine power, and he doesn't dare to grab food with the Beluga Martial Arts Hall.

But it doesn't matter.

If you are offended, you are offended.

He still understands the pattern in the Moby Dick Martial Arts Gym.

It is broadly divided into two factions.

The new generation is headed by Qi Canghai, the head of the museum.

Most of the martial artists who escaped the catastrophe of the Giant Whale Gate in the past were led by the Giant Whale Gate Elders, that is, the current Elders' Council.

Although the two sides do not deal with each other.

But on the bright side.

The Moby Dick Martial Arts Pavilion is still the will of Qi Canghai, after all, this world is respected by force.

Conspiracy and calculation, flies camp dogs.

All very pale under absolute force.

As the only congenital in the Moby Dick Martial Arts Gym, Qi Canghai, who is in his prime, has the strength to subdue everyone in the Moby Dick Martial Arts Gym.

Left and right are not a matter of standing in line.

Nothing.

After solving the One-Eyed Bandit.

Wu Dao scavenged thousands of taels of silver tickets on his body and returned to the bridge.

In the midst of awe-inspiring and admiring eyes, a number of silver tickets were also scavenged from the corpses of those bandits.

Numerous.

There are no less than five or six thousand taels.

One can imagine how many people this group of bandits harmed during this period.

But in the end, it was cheaper than Wu Dao.

He stuffed it all into his little vault.

Money is a bastard.

No money, eggs are not.

After the Haoxiong Realm, the cultivation of the Heaven Stealing Machine Breathing Method began to turn into a money-burning machine, requiring a large amount of precious medicinal materials to replenish every day.

But this is a precious resource of the world.

Most of them are monopolized by some big powers.

Far from it.

Just talk about the boundaries of Guangqing Province.

Wu Dao has passed through many cities in the past few days, and there are basically no precious medicinal materials on the market.

After inquiry.

The final flow is all about the three major forces.

For the time being, he does not have the confidence to wrestle with the three major forces.

Therefore.

For a period of time in the future, he can only be self-sufficient and honestly spend money on medicine.

Fortunately.

It's been a long way.

Many people couldn't see him suffering from poverty, and charity funded him a lot of silver tickets, and now, nearly 20,000 taels of silver.

The purchasing power of silver in this world is still quite strong, and ordinary people can't exchange it for ten taels of silver, so he doesn't have to worry about money in the short term.

After looting the money.

Wu Dao was tightly bulging, and he was about to leave with the burden of a silver ticket.

As for the group of people who looked disgraced.

The merchant who looked at him with begging eyes was directly ignored by him.

The tiger eats the wolf, and spits out the mutton that the wolf eats and returns it to the sheep?

It doesn't make sense.

However, when leaving.

Wu Dao glanced at the two middle-aged people with very different temperaments in the crowd.

These two.

One in green and one in black.

Uniformly carrying a large gun with the tip of a red spear exposed.

It came near the end of the matter.

In Wu Dao's perception, it was like an oven torch in the night, unusually conspicuous.

The strength is very strong.

Judging from the spirit alone, it is at least equivalent to a second reborn martial artist, and it is the kind that stands at the pinnacle.

But that's just the appearance.

What kind of strength it is is unknown.

Wu Dao's current spiritual perception is only a sympathetic world, as subtle as thunder.

can't do it inside and outside, see the details of others, and if he can do it, he won't do it.

Prying into other people's privacy for no reason.

This is an absolute taboo in the rivers and lakes, and it is a great humiliation for others.

He doesn't need to mess around and provoke people for no reason, and he has a deep hatred with people all day long, shouting and shouting and killing.

This kind of thing does not produce benefits.

He really wasn't much interested.

Of course, if someone else provokes him first, or threatens his interests, then do two things.