Hmph!

Wang Biao saw Hua Luo fighting with him, and sneered at him in his heart. When he fought the world with a pair of iron fists, this person was probably still a milky little hairy head.

But the two fists touched, and the situation reversed, Hua Luo only took half a step back, and then resisted the punch, and the picture he imagined such as broken bones and blood did not happen.

Hua Luo was overjoyed in his heart, and just now in a hurry, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body to gather in the veins and points of his hands, thinking that it was difficult to stop, and it seemed that he was too worried.

Wang Biao was frightened, and hurriedly adjusted himself, his fists were like a mountain, and his moves were strong.

Although Hua Luo has consciousness and spiritual power, his strength has increased. However, the fighting experience is extremely inadequate, and three or two fist fights have already fallen into disadvantage.

Wang Biao has a good boxing method, he has to think of a way!

"Brother Hua, he is unstable!" Meng Zhuang on the side saw the doorway and opened his mouth to remind.

"Noise!" Wang Biao roared angrily, and his fists were against Hua Luo again.

got the hint, Hua Luo immediately distanced himself from him, this scar's face is strong, kung fu is good, and it is common sense that the game is unstable, but how to fight back?

Hua Luo thought of Lin Jiayi's playing style on the roof that night, and was deeply inspired. Dodged and dodged a punch in the face, pretending to make a move to fight back and hit three ways, Wang Biao retreated to avoid his edge, but how did he expect that this was just his fake move.

The plan first paid off, Hua Luo supported the ground with his palm, turned in the air, and kicked Wang Biao's nose bone with one kick.

Wang Biao only felt that his nose was hot and his eyes were blurry, but he reacted quickly and grabbed Hua Luo's legs and feet that had not yet been withdrawn.

How could Hua Luo let him get his wish, he was flexible and vigorous, and he saw the right time to sweep the hall.

Wang Biao fell to the ground, indicating that he was defeated, and the bandits on the side saw that the boss was defeated, and they all raised their swords and rushed towards Hualuo.

Hua Luo quickly rushed forward, pressed his knee against Wang Biao's chest, and strangled his neck, "Don't come here, come here again and I'll kill your boss!"

This sentence directly deterred the bandits, and everyone in the dart bureau quickly protected Hua Luo, and even that Qu Qingsong also approached Hua Luo with the support of his daughter.

"You have the courage to kill Lao Tzu!" Wang Biao, who was crushed under him, shouted angrily.

Hua Luo squeezed his hand tighter, "You think I don't dare?"

"Big, big, heroic spare. The throat was detained, Wang Biao suddenly confessed, if he really wanted to fight to the death, it would not be good for anyone, and his life was completely tied to Hua Luo's hands.

"Let your men throw their weapons away!" Hua Luo ordered him, "Carry away the broken wood that stands in the way!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Biao swallowed and looked at his little brother out of the corner of his eye, "Did you all hear it?"

"Why are you stunned, don't do what the hero says. ”

After speaking, Wang Biao looked flattering, regardless of the bleeding from his nose, and begged for mercy, "Hero, you have a lot of adults, or let me go." ”

Hua Luo is not stupid, he has to let go of his own group of people, and immediately asked someone to get a rope and tie Wang Biao Wuhua together, "When we get out of your power territory, we will naturally let you go, but now, I'm sorry." ”

"Don't, I've always said the same, and I won't regret it!" Wang Biao smirked, he can be the king of the mountain and the head of the earth. It's not without reason, you can look at your face and know how to bow your head and bend over.

Zhang Haoshan didn't give him any face, and kicked his waist, "Shut up, you!"

"Your grandfather ......" halfway through the words, he quickly stopped talking, it's a big deal to be a grandson, anyway, these people don't dare to kill themselves.

When the surrounding bandits saw that the boss had been captured, except for a few loyal people, the others fled in all directions.

"Thank you Hua Xiaoyou!" Qu Qingsong regained some of his blood and hurriedly came over to worship Xie Hualuo, Qu Yi'er had red eyes, hiding behind her father, and hesitated, "Thank you Brother Hua!"

The surrounding bodyguards all came over to hug their fists and thank them, even that Meng Zhuang also came over to apologize and said that he shouldn't underestimate Hua Luo.

Hualuo also returned the salute, he will not play a big name, he is a newcomer, and he has more friends to walk. It's just that I'm in this dart game for the time being, and I'm about to leave at the end, and I'm just meeting in the water.

"Let's go, this place can't stay for long!" Hua Luo and Qu Qingsong summed up, this place can't stay for a long time, let people carry Wang Biao into the carriage, as long as they watch him, with him here, the rest of these loyal bandits will not dare to do it.

"Let the injured darts also get on the bus, I know some medical skills, you can take a look!"

Qu Qingsong now has the right to regard Hua Luo as the backbone, "What Hua Xiaoyou said is reasonable, just do what you say!"

"Don't be too polite, the boss still calls me Hua Xiaoluo" A little friend will be yours for a while, which makes Hua Luo, who has always been the lowest person, quite uncomfortable.

With Wang Biao as a shield, the bandits behind him will definitely not dare to catch up. The tree fell and the macaques scattered, maybe he Hualuo also did a great deed to eliminate harm for the people.

After a while, he came out of the mountain forest, and the fog outside dispersed slightly, and Hua Luo used the excuse that he needed to collect some herbs along the way to treat his injuries, but he actually adjusted the treatment instrument to surgical mode.

The dart team has two carriages, and Hua Luo secretly treats them with a healing device while pretending to apply herbs, so that they can see such an unbelievable thing, and the impact is not good.

And those with minor injuries and internal injuries like Qu Qingsong, let them solve them by themselves.

Brief treatment, no big deal. Hua Luo turned to another carriage, Qu Yi'er was guarding Wang Biao with a short knife, but his chin was light, and he was napping.

"You go and get some rest, I'll come. Hua Luo patted her shoulder gently, and Qu Yi'er, who was frightened, immediately clenched the short knife, and saw that it was Hua Luo who put it down again.

"Brother Hua, I'm fine. Qu Yi'er rubbed her eyes and cheered up, but her red and swollen eyelids were really distressing.

"You can take care of your father!" Hua Luo smiled and stroked her hair, "Your father is seriously injured, but no one can take care of him." ”

Qu Yi'er nodded, Hua Luo asked her to take her to the carriage behind, and now the big and small affairs of the dart team are completely in charge of the deputy dart, and she can probably reach the end in the evening without going wrong at full speed.

"Hero, let me go. Wang Biao saw Hua Luo coming, and hurriedly pleaded.

"It's not impossible to let you go. Hua Luo touched his chin, thought of something, and asked, "Do you have any money with you?"

Wang Biao was unclear by his question, and replied honestly, "Some silver." ”

"Where?" Hua Luo heard that there was silver, and became interested, and he was now poor jingle.

"In my arms, I can't take it out!"

Hearing this, Hua Luo took out a cloth bag from Wang Biao's arms for a while, took out a cloth bag, and embroidered a picture of a mandarin duck, "You still use such a delicate cloth bag for a big man." ”

"The beauty is sent, don't lose it. Thinking that it was a gift from others, Wang Biao showed a reluctant gaze.

Hua Luo felt that he was going to get goosebumps, and he didn't pay attention to him anymore, opened the splendid cloth bag, and some silver tickets and a book were revealed, there were not many silver tickets, about three, and the quaint book caught Hua Luo's attention.

"What is this?" Hua Luo curiously flipped through the torn book, and some quaint words came into his eyes.

Wang Biao stretched his neck and looked at it slightly, "It was a poor old scholar a long time ago, I ......"

"You killed him and snatched the book?" Warlot interrupted him as he shook the book.

"No, no!" Wang Biao explained, shaking his head like a rattle, "and when he was dying, he bumped into me, gave me a silver ticket, and asked me to take the book to the earthwork temple." ”

"Earthwork?" Hua Luo repeated the name.

"Yes, that's a strange name," Wang Biao nodded, and continued, "Before I could ask where the temple was, he died, and I didn't know the words on it. Really, I didn't lie to you. ”

Afraid that Hua Luo would not believe it, Wang Biao strengthened his tone of voice, "If you like it, I will give it to you!"

"Alright, alright!" Warlot wouldn't believe his nonsense, this kind of person had too much blood on his hands to be trusted. But the book was not bad, and he immediately took the silver ticket and the book, and stuffed the cloth bag back into Wang Biao's arms.

"Hero, can you let me go now?"

"You're a bandit, why did I let you go!" Hua Luojue showed a bewildered expression, "Isn't it to catch you to eliminate harm for the people?"

"Ouch, hero, uncle, you treat me as a fart, let me go. ”

Wang Biao was scared, if he was arrested by the government and imprisoned, the rest of his life would be over.

Hua Luo wanted this result, if it weren't for his own strength, they would definitely die just now. Now that the bandit leader has been captured, that group of minions will be scattered without the backbone, or it won't be long before they go their separate ways.

Thinking of this, Hua Luo didn't pay attention to him anymore, sat down in a corner and began to flip through the book.

Wang Biao didn't know the font written on it, and he didn't know it either.

And since he cultivated, he had a hazy view of some premonitions, and he always felt that this book was not trivial.