Just when the two sides were coming and going, shouting lively, the five merchants who had been frightened before woke up one after another.

When they heard that someone outside the door actually threatened the gang of black shops in the lobby with words, they suddenly had a strong desire to survive in their hearts.

Although the previous encounter has made them understand a truth: the enemy of the enemy is not necessarily their friend.

But at this time of life and death, they can only gamble to the death.

If the enemies of the gang of enemies outside the door are still their enemies.

Then they could only bow their heads and accept their fate, and go directly to the underworld to complain to Lord Yama about God's injustice to them.

In the next second, these five guys who were bent on escaping for their lives, after making a face to each other, jumped up from the ground at the same time, and then ran towards the gate of Xu's liquor store.

When they ran, they startled Xiong Weile, who was playing with mouth cannons.

However, after they reacted, they did not go to stop the escape of these five guys.

After all, they're not really a gang of black shops.

It was already their fault to scare people just now, and now that people want to leave, they are embarrassed to say anything to stay.

However, the guy dressed as a scribe outside the door had already accumulated a lot of anger at this time.

Originally, he also wanted to learn from the legendary Zhuge Liang, shaking the fan to make a plan to attack the heart, so that the group of bandits with unknown intentions in the door would obediently come out and surrender.

Unexpectedly, the guys inside were sharp-tongued, not only did they not take his verbal threats to heart, but even made sarcastic remarks against him.

The middle-aged scribe, who had spoken in vain, felt that his personality had been insulted, and he was angry and angry at the scene, and he was about to break into the door.

It was only then that he poked into the gate of Xu's liquor store, and met the five unlucky merchants who were bent on escaping.

I'm Di Niang, there is really an ambush.

The middle-aged scribe, who was taken aback, waved his fan on the spot and swept forward with all his might.

In the next second, the five unlucky merchants who thought they would be able to escape from the ascension to heaven were swept to the ground by him at the same time.

Then, in a posture of landing on the ground first, he slammed his head on the bluestone slab outside the gate.

Before they fell into a coma again, a distracting thought flashed through their heads.

Niang Xipi, which way of the gods did these five people offend, the enemies of these enemies outside the door are still their enemies.

The middle-aged scribe who succeeded in the first blow did not receive the resentment of these five unlucky people before they fell into a coma.

At this time, he was extremely annoyed in his heart.

He knew that these guys hiding in the lobby were so vulnerable, so he still needed an egg's attack?

Of course, after this period of chagrin, an irrepressible anger rose from his heart again.

Before that, he racked his brains to outwit him, but these guys who made him talk in vain were actually just a bunch of people who fell down at the touch of a button.

In this way, wouldn't he have turned his painstaking efforts into an idiot-like joke?

The middle-aged scribe, who was embarrassed to enter, could only use an angry attitude and quickly rushed into the lobby of Xu's wine shop.

Xiong Weile and the others, who were playing with their mouths, saw that the other party actually went to the meeting alone, and their hearts immediately became happy.

There was no chance to make a move on Matou Mountain, and when they dealt with the gang of Qingfeng Village bandits before, they also had no chance to make a move.

And now, the opportunity to make a move has finally arrived.

In this case, where can they let go?

No, there is no need for anyone to give the order to start a war, Xiong Weile, a guy who was holding back a lot of energy in his heart, immediately jumped out of the crowd and greeted the other party.

Although the middle-aged scribe's face was ugly, he didn't pay attention to this guy who rushed over to die by himself.

The experience of putting down five in one move just now made him full of contempt for the pretentious guys in front of him.

A group of local chickens and dogs, they still want to jump in front of your Uncle Liu, they just don't know whether they are alive or dead.

But as the old saying goes, the arrogant army will be defeated!

Just when this middle-aged scribe surnamed Liu used an attitude of contempt for his opponent to casually wave the iron fan in his hand.

Xiong Weile, whose martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the second-rate upper grade, has made him suffer from the dog's eyes and looking down on people.

If there is a slow motion that can be played back at this time, you will find that the moment when the middle-aged scribe casually waved the iron-bone paper fan was about to sweep Xiong Weile's head, Xiong Weile, who was focused, suddenly blocked the long sword in his hand forward, and his right foot had already quietly kicked the opponent's stomach.

By the time the frightened middle-aged scribe felt a strong wind coming from the next plate, he was already in an embarrassing situation where he couldn't hide.

"Uh......"

After a muffled snort, the middle-aged scribe was kicked on the spot.

In fact, this unexpected duel, from the moment the middle-aged scribe made a casual move, had already sown the bitter fruit of defeat.

One is full of contempt, and the other is full of contempt because he is holding a breath in his heart.

Judging from the warring attitudes of the two sides alone, the middle-aged scribe surnamed Liu has already fallen into inferiority.

At this time, at the gate of Xu's liquor store, the bald man who had been frightened and fled in embarrassment once again carried his huge mace and broke in from the outside.

The scene of the middle-aged scribe sweeping down five people just now made the bald man feel ashamed in his heart.

It's such a bunch of garbage goods, and they scared him out just now.

If he doesn't take the opportunity to go in now and teach those garbage boys a lesson that he will never forget, he will not have the face to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

However, when the bald man crossed the threshold of the door of Xu's liquor shop, he saw that the middle-aged scribe who had swept down five just now was actually kicked by a young man and flew to him.

The bald man who was still menacing just now was so frightened that he shivered on the spot.

Ri he is an immortal, this group of bastards in the wine shop, are you playing with him?

When he fled in embarrassment, he sent out five garbage items that were dumped one by one.

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a sturdy young man who could kick a middle-aged scribe away.

Just when the bald strong man with a fierce and timid face wanted to flee in embarrassment again, Ma Taihou, who was also holding a sulk breath in his heart, also followed Xiong Weile's example, jumped out of the crowd, and went straight to the bald strong man who was retreating.

In his opinion, Xiong Weile was able to kick the middle-aged scribe away with one kick just now, so this fierce face, but quite afraid of death, should not be difficult to deal with.