Hearing Liu Hui's shout, the surrounding villagers were all ashamed, although they were shocked by the amazing words of this fierce wife, they still did not forget to prevent the next vicious fight.

Meng Jiangxi only punched Meng Lao Er twice in the end, and when he was pulled away, he didn't forget to kick the other shoe into the latter's face.

After returning to Liu Hui's side, Meng Jiangxi was nervous, and it was not until he saw Liu Hui's approving eyes that he smiled proudly.

The riots came and went as fast as they could, and although Meng Lao Er finally got the lesson he deserved, his words still caused Liu Hui to worry.

Looking at Meng Li on the martial arts field, Liu Hui's heart couldn't help but pinch up, she held Meng Jiangxi's hand tightly, and said uneasily: "In charge, Meng Li will definitely not have an accident, right?"

Meng Jiangxi nodded heavily and said, "Of course not! Don't forget that he is the son of my brother who is difficult to return." ”

Hearing Meng Nangui's name, Liu Hui's expression gradually calmed down.

Meng Nangui, a person who has been creating miracles all his life, is also a person who has made great changes in Mengjia Village, and in the impression of their husband and wife, Meng Nangui is also an omnipotent person.

If Meng Li could have half of him, there would be no need to worry about this difficulty in front of him.

"Damn Meng Jiangxi, Lao Tzu won't be done with you in the future......!

Meng Laoer, who fled in a hurry with his face covered, felt like he had experienced a disaster.

This time he was really beaten badly, especially Meng Jiangxi's two iron fists, all of which were according to his eyes, and when he left under the cover of the crowd, his two eyes were already swollen.

Thinking about him Meng Lao Er, once upon a time he was also a well-known figure in the village, who didn't call him a second brother when he saw him, and now he was beaten up by fat in front of the whole village, how can he see people?

Meng Laoer, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, didn't want to stay here anymore, and after squeezing out of the crowd, he walked in the direction of home with his head down. Halfway through, he was suddenly blocked by two strangers he had never met.

"Two dogs who don't have long eyes, don't you see that the uncle is going to walk over from here, hurry up and get out of the way of the uncle, otherwise don't blame the uncle for being polite. ”

Meng Lao Er, who was angry, didn't think about it, so he sprinkled his anger on these two unfamiliar faces.

In order to hide people's eyes and ears, the good reason for dressing up in disguise to change the dress of the martial artists in the past, after hearing Meng Laoer's insult that he didn't know whether to live or die, his heart suddenly became murderous, and he smiled coldly: "I want to know why you are not polite?"

"What if I slaughter you, in Lao Tzu's one-third of an acre of land......"

Meng Laoer, who is usually arrogant and domineering, always puts "dead and alive" on his lips, blurted out almost without thinking, but he didn't know what kind of vicious gangster he had encountered, and before he could finish the threatening words that he didn't know whether to live or die, a black steel knife with a thick back of the knife was cut in the air and split him in half from top to bottom.

Poor Meng Lao Er didn't understand what happened until he died.

Boss Li took out the knife and retracted the knife, wiped the blood stains on the steel knife with an expressionless face, and almost scared Meng Qian, who was rushing from the side, to the ground.

Looking at Meng Lao Er lying in a pool of blood, Meng Qian felt sick in his heart, he forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit, and said in a trembling voice, "Master Li, what are you doing here, didn't we say that we would only kill Meng Li?"

Boss Li glanced at the fat man in front of him lightly, ignored it and continued to wipe the newly-acquired love knife in his hand, and said "good knife" in a voice that could only be heard by himself.

"Ahh

Meng Qian didn't hear clearly, and was just about to lean over, but was grabbed by Liangyin, who was in a bad mood.

"Dead fatty, I noticed that you've been jumping a bit lately, what's the matter?

Meng Qian's legs were weak, and he immediately fell to the ground in fright, and shouted: "Don't dare!

"It's good if you don't dare. Liang Yin's hand holding Meng Qian's collar suddenly exerted force, lifted the fat man from the ground, and said viciously: "Hear the dead fat man clearly, what you want to do here, it's up to us to decide, if you dare to speak to us in a questioning tone." Beware of me popping your head. Also, when did we say that we would only kill Meng Li? What we want is treasure, and if anyone dares to stop us from hunting for treasure, even if we slaughter the entire village, do you understand?"

"Ming, understood!"

In front of his own life and the lives of the whole village, Meng Qian chose the former without hesitation.

"Very good, now take us to the ancestral temple of the Meng family. ”

Liang Yin let go of his five fingers, put Meng Qian still on the ground, pulled out his long sword, and patted the latter's fleshy cheek.

In close contact with the cold long sword with a bloody aura, Meng Qian was suddenly so frightened that his face was bloodless, his fat body trembled suddenly, and he said with a sad face: "For the time being, not for the time being!"

Ryoin glared and said, "Dead fatty, don't you fool us?"

Meng Qian wanted to cry without tears, so he hurriedly explained.

"No, no, I don't mean to deceive the two adults, it's just that the ancestral shrine is next to the martial arts training ground, and now the whole village is concentrated there, isn't it asking for trouble if we go over like this?"

Boss Li, who had already sheathed the steel knife, walked over, pushed away Liangyin's long sword, and lifted Meng Qian up from the ground.

Patting the dust on the fat man's shoulder, Boss Li said in an encouraging tone, "I feel very relieved that you can think so." After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look in the direction of the crowd, and said in a low voice: "The opportunity that those two adults created for us at the cost of their lives, we can't just give it up, listen to him, for the sake of safety, when the duel between those two people is over, we will make another move." ”

Hearing Boss Li's words, the good cause, who was a little heavier, put the knife back into the sheath. The death of the two heroes in Yanbei really surprised them, but it did not affect their next things.

Now, Yan Xingguan, who was eager to break through, had left, and there was only one person in Mengjia Village who could make them feel troublesome except Meng Li, Li Baitao, fortunately, these two people were now preparing for a duel, and they who were about to enjoy the benefits of the fisherman only had to wait for a while.

"Wait a minute!"

On the martial arts training ground, Meng Li and Li Botao had already returned to their positions, and just when the two were tense, the old village chief suddenly ran towards the center of the martial arts field.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

The old village chief, who was physically old, had already consumed most of his physical strength in just a few sprints, and when he came to the center of the martial arts field, he was already out of breath.

"What do you mean, old sir, to stop us?"

Li Botao, who thought that something good was about to happen, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the anxious old man with a scrutinizing gaze.

Hearing it, there was dissatisfaction in his tone.

"It seems that you have settled on me?" Meng Li, who heard the dissatisfaction in the other party's words, smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, no matter who comes today, they can't stop the battle between us." ”

"It's better to be like that. Li Botao stared at Meng Li, his face gloomy, and then looked at the old village chief, and said indifferently: "You have seen our attitude. If you are here to persuade you, I advise you not to open your mouth. ”

"You are misunderstood, misunderstood. The old village chief showed a wry smile and explained: "Although the old man is old, he is not confused, and this duel today is inevitable. ”

The old village chief's intention is very simple, that is, to use the convenience of the referee to protect Meng Li, but how can his mind be hidden from the deep-minded Li Botao?

I only heard Li Baitao laugh and said: "The old village chief is really painstaking, but I think it's better to forget it! The sword on the martial arts field has no eyes, if it hurts the old gentleman because of this, it will not be beautiful." What do you say, Meng Li?"

Meng Li said: "That's what I mean. ”

The old village chief looked at Meng Li, who had a stubborn expression, and finally shook his head and sighed: "That's it, the old decay doesn't matter, you can do whatever you like!"

After the old man finished speaking, he walked down tremblingly. Meng Xi was about to help him, but he was slapped off by the old man and was embarrassed.

Without the old village chief "interfering" on the side, the two people on the martial arts field each breathed a sigh of relief.

There were white clouds floating overhead, blocking the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the atmosphere in the air seemed to be a little more solemn and became extremely tense.

Li Botao pulled out the long sword that was slung across his waist, shook his wrist slightly, and drew a circle with the tip of the sword in an almost ostentatious way, from top to bottom, from left to right, and finally the tip of the sword swung upward, pointing at Meng Li.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, you can strike first!"

At Li Botao's age, he has long passed the age of being handsome, just like the sword flower he shook out just now, although it seems to have a little show-off element, but the real purpose is to use this shake to move the joints of the whole body.

Between shaking the sword, the true qi was pushed, and the joints of the whole body were awakened by the true qi fed back from the long sword.

Li Botao's kung fu of shaking the sword in his hand to wake up, he has practiced to the extreme, and no one in the water town is out of the right.

However, he didn't expect that his extremely dazzling hand finally ushered in a ridicule from Meng Li.

"When you are old, you have to recognize the old, isn't it good to have rules and regulations to pull your muscles and bones?

Li Botao glared angrily, "What did you say?"

Meng Li said mercilessly: "I said you were hypocritical. You asked me to strike first, saying that it was for me to give me a look, but your real purpose is not to test my reality?"

Facing Li Botao's sudden cold gaze, Meng Li smiled coldly and said in an almost sarcastic tone: "In the end, you Li Botao is just a sanctimonious person. I advise you, a villain is a villain, don't think about pretending to be open-minded, that will only make people look down on you even more, compared to the Xue Pavilion Master who relies on the Water Martial Arts Pavilion, you still have to choose!"

Xue Zheng is like Li Botao's taboo, and he will be angry if he touches it.

"Damn! don't mention that bastard!"

The long sword in his hand was sent forward, and he couldn't care about the previous words of "giving way", and in the middle of the push of true qi, he stabbed the long sword in his hand into Meng Li's chest.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to help it!"

Meng Li sneered again, the wooden knife in his hand swung outward, and pushed away the long sword that Li Baitao had stabbed over in a hurry, and then with the dexterous shaking of his wrist, the blade turned, and a quick knife slashed upwards, stabbing Li Baitao in the chest with a bayonet technique rarely used in knife techniques.

Meng Li's reaction surprised Li Botao, turned around and forcibly avoided the knife that almost disemboweled, kicked his feet the ground, and immediately took a step back.

"This kid, it's not easy!"

Li Botao looked at Meng Li, who was almost successful, and saw that the latter's expression was indifferent, with a look of jealousy on his face. Looking back now, my words and deeds just now were probably deliberate, and his purpose was to provoke him and make him fall into the trap set by the other party a long time ago.