The bandit's lair is a simple cottage, the cottage is not big, and there are naturally not many people.

When the three of Baitang came to the vicinity of the cottage, the entire cottage looked deserted, except for a thief with a knife guarding the door of the cottage, there was no one to be seen.

Baitang and they are also considered to be masters of the arts, and they have no intention of hiding their traces at all, so they swaggered towards the cottage.

When the thieves guarding the gate saw it, they raised their knives and looked at Bai Tang and his party vigilantly. When he saw that Bai Tang and the Ranger were both armed with weapons, he did not hesitate to blow a loud whistle.

The cottage, which originally looked quite deserted, became lively in an instant after this whistle, and I saw old people, women and children, and children walking out of the various houses in the cottage, but there were only a dozen middle-aged people.

Surprisingly, with the exception of the infant baby, almost all of the rest of the people had weapons in their hands - most of them brooms, shovels, sticks, kitchen knives and the like.

"This ......" Bai Tang was suddenly a little embarrassed, if the cottage was full of bandits, he would not have any psychological burden to kill a few people. But there are so many old and weak women and children in this cottage, and Baitang is really difficult to start.

The ranger strode forward, unsheathing the greatsword from his back as he went.

Then, the ranger held the sword in both hands and walked towards the cottage step by step with heavy steps. A murderous aura then took shape, as if a giant hammer was across the chest, making people feel heavy in their hearts.

Everyone in the cottage gathered, their expressions solemn but firm, and even a hint of ferocity, even the knee-high child, at this time, was also very ferocious wielding a stick: "Kill you, kill you!"

Is this a child's mind?

Bai Tang and Zhao Heng followed behind the ranger, listening to the child's shouting, the taste in their hearts was really complicated and difficult to understand.

In the face of the sword-wielding rangers, the bandits did not have the slightest fear in their eyes, all they had was cruel killing intent.

"Kill them!" shouted one of the bandits, which immediately caused a huge reaction.

All the bandits, wielding knives and sticks, kept shouting in their mouths, and rushed towards the ranger with no indomitable courage.

The Ranger struck a starting gesture with his sword in both hands, and did not swing his greatsword until the first bandit came within range of his attack.

As soon as the giant sword came out, it was a bloody storm. Even if the bandits facing the giant sword blocked the path of the giant sword, the blade could not withstand the weight and sharpness of the giant sword.

"Click", "poof"......

With just two clicks, the knife was broken, and the man was dead. The thief's body turned into two pieces, and dripping blood gushed out, flying to the side with his upper body.

When faced with blood, ordinary people will always instinctively feel nauseous or fearful, unless they are used to seeing bloody scenes, they can be calm at such times.

Some of the bandits screamed in terror, and some of them could no longer maintain their morale in the face of the fear of death.

But most of the bandits were indifferent, and the blood aroused their ferocity, and their eyes became more and more fierce, like fierce beasts, like hungry tigers pounced on the rangers.

The ranger's expression became more and more cold, and the people who dared to rush forward at this moment, they had at least witnessed countless deaths with their own eyes, and even seen scenes of murder.

These people, it is not a pity to die.

The greatsword swung more powerfully, and the Ranger seemed to be surrounded by a violent wind.

This wind kills.

Flesh and blood were swept up in the wind, and a blood-colored tornado seemed to form around the ranger. The screams were swept into the wind, making the wind seem weird.

Bai Tang and Zhao Heng watched quietly on the side, their faces were a little pale, and Zhao Heng's legs were trembling, but they didn't take their eyes away, even if their stomachs were already turning upside down.

The world won't adapt to you, you can only adapt to the world.

Since you are in the rivers and lakes, if you can't even accept this scene, it is better to go home and plant sweet potatoes.

But even if you grow sweet potatoes, you may encounter bandits and robbers...... Those who cannot bear the blood will then be left to the slaughter.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

The rivers and lakes are forcing you to embark on this bloody road.

Seeing that the ranger was a tough nut to crack, some bandits hit their minds on the heads of Bai Tang and Zhao Heng, who were standing on the side.

They were holding knives and sticks, and even an old woman seemed to think that Bai Tang and Zhao Heng were easier to bully, so she walked towards Bai Tang with a broom.

Bai Tang looked at them, but did not move.

Their eyes grew fiercer, and their courage grew stronger.

The old woman was the first to make a move, and her expression was like when she usually bullied her daughter-in-law, domineering and triumphant, but with a happy expression that can only be found when abusing others.

It's a pity that Bai Tang is not her daughter-in-law, and she will not let her insult and scold.

The sword flashed, and the sword in Bai Tang's umbrella was already unsheathed.

The broom in the old woman's hand was still in the air, but it had lost the strength to fall.

Blood flowed from the old woman's throat, her eyes were full of disbelief, she suddenly thought of her daughter-in-law, her daughter-in-law was as young and energetic as Bai Tang, if her daughter-in-law also had a sword, could she kill her?

The broom slipped from the old woman's hand, as if it was a sign of the old woman's unwillingness before she died, and it happened to smash down on Bai Tang's head.

Bai Tang dodged away, and at the same time, the sword was drawn from the old woman's throat, and it stabbed at the other person.

This person was a teenager with a hideous scar on his face, and the moment the sword light struck, the fierceness in his eyes was transformed into clarity and innocence that should have belonged to his age.

Perhaps he didn't want to continue this life, but the moment the tip of the sword pierced into his chest like an ice pick, there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

There is also the woman who looks like a young woman, whose face when she is dying only has the relief and pleasure of liberation, and the rough-skinned girl who has no nostalgia for this world in her eyes......

When a little boy about five or six years old came to hit Bai Tang with a wooden stick, Bai Tang's sword subconsciously stabbed out, but finally stopped in front of the little boy.

In the face of children, Bai Tang couldn't do it after all.

Unexpectedly, the little boy didn't appreciate it, but instead beat Bai Tang's leg with a wooden stick more and more fiercely.

Bai Tang looked at the little boy, and he could only see hatred in the little boy's eyes.

"Why did you kill my mother?" the little boy asked.

"Because your mother wants to kill me. Bai Tang killed the old man who wanted to do it with a sword, and answered the little boy's words.

"Then you will let her kill her, why did you kill my mother?" the little boy was stabbed in the heart as soon as he said this.

The Ranger stood behind the little boy and slowly pulled the greatsword out of the little boy's body. There was no wave on his face, as if the sword had killed not a child, but a chick.

"Living in such an environment, they are not destined to be good people. Your soft-heartedness at this time may hurt more people in the future. ”