I have to say that this little bandit really doesn't have enough brains, and he still learns from others to block the road and rob with this IQ, which is to meet Wan Er, if he encounters any vicious people, I'm afraid he won't know how to die.

"Hugh is rampant, he wants money and chooses his own life, but don't blame me for not reminding you, I don't blink an eye when I kill people, and more than fifty people die in my hands alone. Seeing this, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help it, and took the baton from the young man.

But no matter how hard he tries, he can only end up being introverted, and a discerning person can understand at a glance that this is a raw melon and egg, and it may be the first time that a big girl goes on a sedan chair.

What do you say that you have killed more than 50 people, just your appearance, it takes a lot of effort to kill the head sheep, even if it is true, the blood debt on the body of Wan 23 people may add up to thousands of people, of course, there is nothing to do without the king's gift, eighty percent of the number is made up from the king's sword.

Look at their dress, there is no difference from the beggars along the road, unkempt and ragged, except for the two of them, the other three people look timid, where there is the slightest appearance of a roadblocker, yellow and thin, I don't know how long I haven't eaten.

"Robbery is not such a way to play. With that, Manji jumped off his horse and walked in front of the young man.

"Then what should I do?" the man asked stupidly, completely forgetting their status, how could a robber ask the person who was robbed how to rob, if it was spread that this person would definitely become the scum of the bandit world.

"That's how you should. Wan Er walked over, and took out the matching knife in his waist, the cold light flashed, and the man in his hand must really be regarded as a divine weapon.

The middle-aged man noticed that these three people all had sabers in the middle belt, and they were all sitting on tall horses, so they couldn't be ordinary people at all.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little depressed, it was really a disadvantage, this was really the first time they blocked the road and robbed, they had been preparing for many days, rehearsing for many times, and finally mustered up the courage, until who knew that they would encounter a ruthless character, and all five people had to fold here.

Looking at Wan Er, who came step by step, the young man didn't think about it so much, his eyes looked directly at the knife in his hand, and slowly became envious, isn't this his dream, he has always wanted to have a knife of his own, a knife that can be called a knife, not like the iron piece in his hand.

Who doesn't have a dream of being a hero, most men want to ride the world and become Shi Jike, Qin Chuanxin and other existences, but the luck is not good, I have to bow my head to fate, I can't even take out a decent sword, how can I talk about becoming a peerless master, those legendary people are destined to only be in the dream of returning.

"Want to die or live?" Just as he was in his trance, a knife suddenly appeared on his neck, and its coldness woke him up.

"I want to live, I want to live. His mouth was a little knotted, his words were not good, and with Wan Er's eyes, he had no doubt that if he said the wrong thing, one person would take his life.

Although we can't rank the commander of Wanda in Quzhou, this doesn't mean how bad he is, but the people around him are too strong, such as Fu Junqing, that is Tianzi can be comparable to the existence of Ji Shaoweng, the head guard of the Mo family, coupled with the mysterious origin, dare to call Zhao Tianlang a senior brother, and the horror of his master can be imagined.

There is also Wang Dao, a person from the Mo family, a black-clothed ink man, who has been by Mo Zizhai's side before being abducted to Quzhou, and is definitely his cronies, in the eyes of the old man, how can he see it if he doesn't have the ability, plus it is also the existence of the top twenty in today's rivers and lakes, if the knife is played, it is still possible for one person to fight hundreds of people.

Besides, Kuang Ao, the Central Plains Sword Ghost Qin Chuan's heart has been by his side since he was a child, and even the three ghost swords can be used by him, Qin Chuanxin's love for him can be imagined, naturally he teaches him with all his money, and he is still teaching the immortal Leng Fengyue, it is difficult to think about it.

Yang Liuqing, Xie Xuan and a few people don't need to go, they are all killing kung fu, and there is Li Dagou, all of them are famous.

Comparing goods has to be thrown, people will die compared to people, that's it, compared with those people, Wan Er is naturally nothing, but compared with these people in front of him, our Wan Da Commander still has to win I don't know how to win, no matter how I say it, he is also the Quzhou Grand Commander, at his peak, he held 20,000 soldiers and horses, held the power of the seven cities, commanded a hundred miles of land, and commanded 10,000 households, if he was not jointly targeted, how could he be regarded as the number one person in this barren land.

"Hand over everything you have valuable. Wan Er raised his hand and said without a trace of emotion.

As soon as the words fell, the young man handed over the only piece of broken iron in his hand, and even his legs trembled a little, for fear that he would return to the west with a shake of his life.

For the piece of iron handed over, Wan Er really looked down on it, but he frowned, and he didn't see the action of taking it.

"This is all the valuable things on me, don't believe you ask the second uncle. Seeing his expression, the young man quickly explained.

"Second uncle, say something quickly. After that, he immediately turned his head to the middle-aged man and said, on this cold day, there is still a lot of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, which seems to really scare the child.

Originally, he just wanted to tease him, and looking at the appearance of a few people, he was not a vicious person, but he was forced by life, and he didn't think about how many people he wanted at all.

If you really want to take their lives, where can you use Wan'er to make a move, Wang Dao can solve them all with one knife, and it is guaranteed that there will not be one who can still breathe.

However, Wan Er still enjoyed the process, and he didn't expect that he would stand up when he went out, and he became a master in the eyes of others, which would never happen in Quzhou.

"A few young heroes, I have no eyes, if you really want to blame, kill me to atone, and please spare their lives, these are still children. "Put down the weapon in your hand, uh, it can barely be considered a weapon," the middle-aged man said with his head bowed.

"What's your name?" Ignoring the middle-aged man, Wan Er put the knife back in his hand and said to the young man.

"Poor talent. He replied.

"You live on this mountain?" Manji asked again.

"Yes. He replied, not daring to say a word, asking what to answer, and not caring that I opened this road or planted this road.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, not only them, but you can also live. "This time, Wan Er said to the middle-aged man.

Hearing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, after all, who would want to die if he could live, even if he was alive may not be too good, but there are few people who are willing to give up.