There was a sudden dead silence in the room.

Zhu'an's very friendly-sounding words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the complicated expressions on the faces of the sand bandits finally had specific words to describe, which was about collapse.

The anger in their hearts was ignited in an instant, fermented continuously, and finally exploded.

Without superfluous words, the sand bandits who had been fighting hard just now suddenly reconciled tacitly, glanced at each other, automatically ignored the bruised fist prints on each other's faces, and exchanged a knowing look, they jumped up from the ground like frightened birds, as if fleeing from a flood of prey, crowded out of the house, the door was vigorously opened, with a heavy thud, smashed into the wall and closed in a trembling manner.

"Wait! you boss......"

However, the room was already empty, and he was confused, stretching out his hand and staying alone in mid-air.

Where is it?

Before he finished speaking, all the subjects of the questioning ran out, and Zhu An had to stop his voice stupidly.

I couldn't help but sigh again.

He hung his sword back at his waist and prepared to find it himself, perhaps more realistically.

He stretched out his hand to lift up the stool that the bandits had knocked down during the fight, and suddenly there were loud and chaotic footsteps outside the door, the sound was huge, like thunder, and he was curious, straightened up and glanced out of the door, and was secretly taken aback.

In a sense, these sand bandits are really ...... Terrible.

The sand bandits who ran out just now not only came back, but also carried all kinds of weapons in their hands, a wide variety, making people smack, and even called a large number of brothers, a vast group of people, black pressure rushed over, not to mention anything else, just this visual impact effect, there is really a kind of momentum of black clouds pressing the city.

In less than a moment, the room was already surrounded, and one by one their eyes were like wolves and tigers, and the weapons in their hands shook so much that people's eyes hurt.

Lao Fu and the others who had just beaten each other still had bruises on their cheeks, and they were still conspicuous standing in the large number of sand bandits.

There are constantly people who are brandishing weapons and demonstrating towards Zhu'an, directly saying something like, "Even a hairy boy dares to go wild!" "I'm too tired of living too long!" "Haha, I'm afraid, it's too late to kneel down and beg for mercy!"; the more subtle ones are, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to break in!"

Is...... Eyes.

The provocative words were repeated over and over again and were very boring, but Zhu An still listened patiently and quietly, after all, these sand bandits seemed to be particularly eager to vent the grievances in their hearts, and they wanted to be blessed by the sand bandit leader Raven, they had not been teased like this for many years, and it was normal to be aggrieved.

Zhu An was blocked in the house by a group of people alone, but he was still not panicked, and he was more helpless, and the hope of seeing the leader of the sand bandits became more and more slim.

If you can avoid it, you can avoid it, and Zhu'an tried to discuss it with the bandits.

"Calm down, everybody

, there is really no malice in the bottom, I just want to see your leader. ”

However, no matter how sincere his tone was, the sand bandits who were annoyed and angry after being teased couldn't listen to it at all, even if they were drugged first and prepared to stun Zhu'an and wanted to do wrong, but they were easily resolved by Zhu'an, and in turn they were taken into an army, which had greatly damaged their face to some extent, so no matter how sincere and friendly Zhu'an said, where would they listen.

Lao Fu is especially obvious, he was teased by a stinky boy who didn't have any hair in his eyes, and he was disgraced, which was simply a stain on being a robber.

From another level, Lao Fu can wear the same clothes and eye patches as the raven, but the reason why the raven became the leader of a group of robbers is that in addition to the basic conditions of superior martial arts, the oppressive aura on his body alone is no longer comparable. Not only him, but none of them can learn the kind of ravens who can calm down no matter what happens, and their aura has given people full oppression and deterrence, or they can use a saber in their hands to eradicate all obstacles. They are not ravens, they can't be as immobile as a mountain, they are thoughtful, and when they encounter such a disgraceful thing, their most direct response is to get it back in a violent way.

Lao Fu carried a big knife with a very wide knife on his shoulder, put it heavily at the door, smashed the slate, and brought out a bit of fierce momentum, his eyes stared at Zhu'an angrily, and the little abacus in his heart crackled, since this stinky boy wanted to see the boss so much, why not provoke him on the grounds of the boss, and fight with so many of them, it was this kid who suffered, and he could take the opportunity to come back, wouldn't it be beautiful to kill two birds with one stone!

Thinking about it like this, he felt more and more that this fight must be fought, so it was necessary to add a fire.

"If you want to see the Raven Boss, you have to have this qualification, let's win first!"

The crowd was indignant, and others were also in agreement.

Before he could answer, Lao Fu took the lead, and the sand bandits had already rushed over with their weapons in a menacing manner.

Before he could speak, more than a dozen bright knives had already slashed towards the top of his head, although he was not as angry as the raven flicked his fingers and waved the knife like a mountain, and the anger also brought a fierce knife wind.

This fight seems to be inevitable, I hope I can really see the leader of the sand bandits after the fight.

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Zhu'an drew his sword and swung it, blocking all the blades that were cut back from his head and face, dodging to avoid the spear coming from his waist, leaning back, a knife could graze his cheek, he quickly straightened up and picked it backhand after avoiding it, and flew a few big knives, which made a clattering sound on the ground.

There was a lot of movement, but what he was expecting did not happen.

He had thought that such a big movement after the fight would definitely attract ravens.

However, the leader of the sand bandits, named Raven, was so unfathomable that his men were so reluctant to show up that the fight was about to tear down his house.

Could it be that this is a test for him?

Did you guess the purpose of his visit, so you wanted to try his skills?

It is undeniable that Zhu'an is really eager to know the answer to the matter, and when he thinks about it like this, he can't help but be serious

Get up.

Originally, he made a move with some careless laziness, so thinking about the sword qi in his hand, the action was much faster, many sand bandits had not seen clearly how he came out of the sword, the weapon in his hand was gone, and the following Zheng Zheng sword qi was directly hit by the vital point and fell to the ground, struggling but unable to get up, the place swept by the sword qi was like being cut, there was no wound but the pain was terrible.

The groans of pain most directly shook the battle intent.

Constantly people were knocked down by the young man, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people standing, and the screams were endless, although no one was killed, but the results of the battle were bleak, and the injuries were not light or serious, but they had lost the strength to fight.

Only now did they suddenly realize that they were not at the same level as this young man's combat power at all.

They are really confused, this young man can take a knife from the raven boss, how can his strength be weak? And their group of sand bandits, many of them are halfway monks, coming from the surrounding villages, although they have practiced a few tricks, they can bully and bully ordinary people, and when they really meet the masters, they are not enough to see at all.

It was like pouring a basin of cold water on the head, the burning anger dissipated instantly, and the sand bandits quickly changed their attitude when they saw that the situation was not good, under the nose of Zhu'an, needless to say, one look had already understood, one person took the lead and others followed suit, and instantly fell to his knees, and buried his head hard and did not dare to look directly at Zhu'an, for fear of provoking Zhu'an's displeasure and killing.

Big husband, you can bend and stretch!

It's just a matter of sparing, not aggrieved, not aggrieved!

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"Young man, young man, spare your life! You will give you whatever you want! Don't kill us!"

"Spare your life!"

"The place to store the money is on the right side of the atrium, and the food is also in the compartment there!"

"yes, yes, everything that's worth it is there!"

"Young man, you can pick whatever you like, don't be polite to us!"

“...... I just want to meet your leader. ”

Zhu An held the sword of love in one hand, and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly with the other, the words of the sand bandits begging for mercy gave him the illusion that the person who took advantage of the fire to rob was him, as if he was a robber who robbed houses, but he had said it several times, he really only came to visit the raven, why didn't he face his request?

Several sand bandits looked at each other for a long time before they whispered.

“...... Young man, our boss ......"

They were so angry that they didn't realize it, they only felt that there were so many of them fighting one, and there were so many people that ordinary people would be scared to death when they saw it, and it was impossible to lose, so they dared to boast of Haikou nonsense, and provoked on the grounds that they would be able to see the ravens if they won the battle, and it was precisely because of this that they would respond to the battle.

It's just that...... It's just a verbal promise.

"How is he?"

Lao Fu hesitated for a while, but still replied stubbornly: "Actually, he ...... Not in the village. ”

“......”

Zhu'an only felt a little pain in his head, just for this sentence, he still had to fight, the original intention of visiting was completely messed up, he couldn't ask anything, and he came with hope, and the result was really disappointing.

I thought it was fighting

If they win, they can meet the raven, and they also feel that this raven is really patient, which makes him more and more curious about the origin of the raven, and he must be able to get some news.

After pondering for a while, there was no news, which was really unwilling, so Zhu'an had to ask again: "Then do you know where he went?"

"The boss went out by himself last night, he often does this with the elderly, and he doesn't want his brothers to follow, and we don't know where he went......"

"That'...... Do you know when he'll be back?"

"Young man, you're laughing again!" The sand bandit who replied smiled and touched his nose, raised his head and glanced at Zhu'an, and quickly lowered his head, still not wanting to meet his gaze with Zhu'an, "How long does the raven boss want to go out depends on his old man's mood, sometimes he goes out for half a day and returns, sometimes he can only come back at night, and it is possible for a day or two, it all depends on his mood, how can those of us who are subordinates manage his old man's head." ”

Zhu'an couldn't cry or laugh, completely lost his temper, this is really a question and three don't know, except that he is not at home, he has not received any news, he ran in vain, and returned in vain.

Zhu'an sighed quietly, the nervous anticipation in his heart when he went out in the morning was gone, he always felt that the raven must know something, but he didn't even see a figure.

Really......

The sand bandits who didn't dare to look directly at the young man waited for a long time and didn't wait for the young man's response, and tried to look up, but the place where the young man was standing was empty, and the young man who was as warm as spring was no longer seen.

The white man held the sword, and at some point, he had already left.

(End of chapter)