After the purple-skinned man smashed Xu Fatzi's head with a stick, he regained his expressionless appearance, and did not look at Lei Wu and the others, as if he didn't care at all, turned around and walked straight behind Ming Yulou.

At this time, the scribe with the eight-character beard walked out slowly, looked at Lei Wu and them coldly, and said faintly: "Whose turn is next?"

Lei Wu's body moved, and he was about to walk out by himself, when an old voice behind him said, "It seems that it is also my turn." ”

When everyone looked at it, it was Deng Bo, who usually carried a burden to sell loose liquor in the town.

Deng Bo was already sixty years old, and all the top masters of the Jiangnan Ming family on the other side were on the other side, Lei Wu couldn't bear it, and said, "Deng Bo, you ......"

Deng Bo waved his hand, interrupted him and said: "All of us have received the favor of Lord Lei to be human again, this life has already been sold to others, not our own, why bother?"

"Besides, Zhang Laoer, Wang Mazi, and Xu Fatzi all face strong enemies one by one, and they all regard death as if they were at home, and they are not afraid, at my age, can I still hide behind and be greedy for life?"

Lei Wu was speechless and could only be silent.

Dunber lifted the burden and staggered out, facing the bearded scribe.

The scribe was also a little surprised to see such a badly dressed old man coming out, and laughed: "I can't imagine that you would be greedy for life and afraid of death, and let such an old man with an old man come out and die." ”

As soon as the words fell, when he saw the flat pole in Deng Bo's hand, his face couldn't help but change.

This looks just an ordinary hard bamboo pole, I saw Deng Bo holding one end of the pole in one hand, and dragging the other end on the ground, with his staggering pace, the pole actually drew a deep mark on the ground, which shows that this pole is actually heavy and abnormal, and it is by no means an ordinary pole.

The scribe blinked and asked, "Your weapon is hidden in a pole?"

Deng Bo raised his head and said with a smile: "Good eyesight." ”

After speaking, he slapped his hands hard, and the flat pole suddenly shattered, and it turned out that this flat pole was actually hollow, revealing a dark iron spear inside!

Marksmanship is known for its agility and lightness, so the barrel of the gun is usually made of flexible cork, so that the weight of the gun is lighter and more dexterous.

However, the iron gun in Deng Bo's hand is made of black iron, and it is very heavy at a glance, which greatly violates the principle of marksmanship, which is really incomprehensible.

The scribe looked at Deng Bo with some confusion, but saw Deng Bo with both hands flat on the iron gun, pointing directly at himself, and put on a posture.

With a gun in his hand, his previous old demeanor was suddenly swept away, and his face suddenly became heroic, as if the whole person was suddenly more than ten years younger, and his whole body exuded a kind of vitality.

The scribe knew that the old man in front of him was definitely not to be underestimated, his face was pale, and he took out a pitch-black folding fan from his waist, and opened it with a "snap", but it turned out that the fan bone and fan surface were all cast in iron.

Iron fan?

Dunber couldn't help but frown.

When facing the enemy, there is an old saying, called "an inch long and an inch strong, an inch short and an inch dangerous", but now this scribe uses an iron folding fan to deal with the spear in his hand, even if his iron fan is powerful, he has already suffered a loss in the weapon at the beginning, and he definitely has the strength to fight.

Judging from the previous three games, Deng Bo understood that these people from the Jiangnan Ming family were all absolute top masters, and they couldn't be careless at all.

He shook his spirits, shouted, took a step forward, and the black iron spear in his hand turned, shaking out a spear flower, like a dark spirit snake, and attacked the opponent's face.

The scribe was not in a hurry, lifted the iron fan in his hand, and sealed Dunber's attack with the iron fan.

Lei Wu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help frowning, the iron spear was so heavy, even if the folding fan in the scribe's hand was cast in iron, it would be difficult to block the momentum of the iron spear.

But this Jiangnan Ming family is full of top masters, and there is no reason to commit such a crime

Low-level mistakes, unless, unless he has a backmove!

He was about to make a loud reminder to Dumber, but Dumber's iron spear suddenly changed.

About he and Lei Wu had the same idea, and felt that the scribe's move was clearly a trap, and there must be a very powerful back move, and the iron spear in his hand was halfway attacked, so he took the initiative to change his move.

The iron spear that had been poking straight past suddenly changed, and Deng Bo's body jumped in the air, and the black iron spear danced several black shadows, and when the hood was directed at the scribe.

Lei Wu's heart was shocked, this is not a marksmanship at all, but a staff method! It turns out that the iron spear in Deng Bo's hand is just a disguise, no wonder his iron spear is so heavy, it is against common sense, what he is really good at is actually the rod method, the crazy wand method!

This crazy wand method is said to be passed down by Lu Zhishen, a good man in Liangshan in the Song Dynasty, and the number of roads is extremely powerful, once it is used, it is as fierce as a mad tiger, like a heavenly demon, and the power is really extraordinary.

When Deng Bo came to the Swallow Collection, Lei Wu didn't know his details very well, only knew that he, like everyone else, had all been rescued by Lei Wei and came to repay the favor.

For twenty years, Deng Bo has been silent, and he has never seen him use martial arts, so his sudden change of tactics surprised everyone.

I saw that he had already exerted all his strength at this moment, his face was full of red light, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, where was there still half a minute of the old state of Long Zhong before?

This move made even Ming Yulou on the side couldn't help but whisper: "Okay!"

It's a pity that the opponent Deng Bo met was this scribe.

Everyone was surprised to see Deng Bo's change of tactics, but this scribe seemed to have expected it, and he was not surprised at all, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He shook his figure, and with great speed, he pierced out from under the shadow of the gun, and forced himself to Dumber's side.

It was Dunber's turn to be taken aback, he had never seen such a strange figure, and he didn't even see how the scribe had escaped from under the shadow of his gun.

Now that the opponent is almost close to him, and the length advantage of the spear has disappeared, but has become a weakness that hinders him, Deng Bo secretly frightened himself, and on the other hand, he immediately responded, and retreated with all his strength, trying to distance himself from his opponent.

He retreated quickly, and his opponent followed quickly, and the scribe seemed to be close to him, his figure always at his side, and the iron fan in his hand turned around, and with a "poof" sound, it plunged straight into Dunber's chest and abdomen.

Dunbo's retreating figure suddenly stopped, and he fell to the ground with a long scream, and the heavy black iron spear fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Lei Wu and the others were all stunned, such a strange body method, such a spicy method, I can't imagine that even a master like Deng Bo has not been able to support a round.

Ming Yulou frowned involuntarily.

Originally, he hoped that the scribe could restrain Deng Bo, and he would follow the routine to ask about Lei Feng's whereabouts, but he didn't expect that this scribe would be a killer move as soon as he made a move, and he was merciless.

Among the four people under him, this scribe seemed to be the most polite, but he didn't want to be the most ruthless and ruthless.

He even began to think in his mind that after going back this time, he must ask the old man for a good copy, such a person with too murderous intentions is not suitable to come out to perform such a task.

The scribe killed Dunber with one move, reached out and pulled out the iron folding fan, wiped the blood on Dunber's shirt, and then turned his head back contentedly.

At this time, Aunt Tian, who was standing next to Lei Wu, couldn't hold back any longer, her eyes were filled with tears, and as soon as her body moved, she rushed towards the back of the scribe, and shouted in her mouth: "Villain, take your life!"

As she screamed, she shot two silver projectiles from her hand and struck them at the scribe's vest.

Lei Wu's face changed, thunder fire bomb!

This is the brainchild of the fire god Thunder Fear, once it is hit, the middle man will explode immediately, and the opponent will immediately be on fire, and this flame is extremely difficult to extinguish, and will burn the opponent into charcoal in the blink of an eye.

It's just that the explosion range of this thunder bomb is large, and the person who shot it is also very easy to be affected, so it has been forbidden to use it easily.

Aunt Tian pounced at this time

Using the thunder bomb, it is clear that he has been overwhelmed by resentment, and he will die with the other party if he fights.

It was too late for Lei Wu to stop it, and the thunder fire bomb was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and it was about to hit the scribe's vest.

But although this thunder bomb is fast, Mingyulou is faster.

As soon as Aunt Tian's thunder fire bomb was shot, Mingyulou had already moved.

He scurried to the back of the scribe and stretched out his palm to meet the lightning bolts that flew in.

Lei Wu was surprised when he saw this, what was he going to do? Could it be that he wanted to catch the thunder bomb with his empty hand?

He was surprised, but saw that Ming Yulou rolled up the wide sleeves of his robe, pocketed two oncoming thunder bombs, and then waved his arms and shouted: "Go!"

Two thunderbolts flew out of the sleeves of his robe and hit Aunt Tian directly at her.

Aunt Tian couldn't help but be stunned, she didn't have time to dodge, she heard a "boom", and the thunder bomb exploded on her body, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ming Yulou made a successful move, grabbed the scribe and retreated with all his might, so that he could avoid the flames flying everywhere.

Looking at Aunt Tian again, her whole body has been engulfed in flames, she let out a heart-rending howl, as if she wanted to run, but she didn't run two steps, the screams stopped abruptly, her charred body fell to the ground, Wuzi was still burning, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt flesh in the air.

Ming Yulou stretched out his hand to cover his nose, and said with a cold snort: "Sneak attack from behind, there is more than enough to die!"

The eight-character bearded scribe beside him looked at the scene in front of him, remembering that he had just returned from the Ghost Gate, and he couldn't help but change color on his face, and he felt terrified in his heart.

Aunt Tian fell, and turned into a charred corpse, and the few remaining people behind Lei Wu all exclaimed in surprise, and some even began to sob.

Lei Wu looked at the corpses of Zhang Laoer, Wang Mazi and his wife, Xu Fatzi, Deng Bo and Aunt Tian on the ground, and felt like a nightmare.

Only during the day, Zhang Lao Er was still dozing off in his restaurant where there were no customers, Wang Mazi and his wife were still sweetly cooking noodles in front of their noodle stall, Xu Fatzi was still smiling and selling pork at the stall, and Deng Bo was still carrying his burden and walking the streets and alleys shouting and selling wine.

And Aunt Tian, who has the best popularity, is still smiling in front of his needlework stall and greeting every resident who passes by, all the residents here are old neighbors, she knows them all, and she knows all the three longs and two shorts of who's house.

Because everyone knows her, and they are also very happy to chat with her and confide in her all kinds of unsatisfactory things in life.

But it's just a cup of tea, these people who are usually too familiar to be familiar with each other fell down in front of Lei Wu one by one, and they all had no hesitation and looked at death like home.

Lei Wu felt a kind of sadness, a cold feeling that went straight to the bone marrow, and this feeling made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

His tears fell, but he was not afraid, Dunber was right, their lives were no longer his own, so what was there to fear?

There is something more important in their lives than life, and that is commitment, responsibility!

It's this kind of thing, this obsession with protecting Miss, and the thirst to repay Lei Fear, so that they are still so righteous and unhesitating in the face of a strong enemy, and they regard death as home.

Everyone can do this, so what is there to be afraid of?

The only thing he wanted to do now was to stand up, and he didn't want to watch the few remaining people behind him go up to die one by one.

He couldn't stand this torture anymore.

Lei Wu took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress the tremor on his body, and walked out, holding his head high, facing Ming Yulou.

Ming Yulou suddenly smiled: "You finally came out, so many people have died, it seems that you finally understand what the fear of death is." Now are you ready to answer my question, where is Lei Feng?"