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In fact, there are no rocks on the rocky mountain, but a good place with clear water and beautiful mountains. Because the trees on the mountain are dense and overgrown with evergreen bamboo, it was originally called Qingzhu Mountain.

It's just that after Qingzhu Mountain was occupied by a group of bandits, it was renamed Ranshi Mountain.

These bandits have been entrenched in the mountains for many years, and for them, the happiest thing is to go out and plunder and return to the mountains every time, but they are not happy when they return today.

Thinking about it, they ran out before dawn this morning, originally going to the beauty of Linghai Village, listening to King Hong Yan, how the beauty lived, when they thought of the beauty, they felt very excited.

It's just that when they came back, they didn't have the excitement they had when they went out, and they even wanted to cry.

The beauty didn't get it, and more than a dozen brothers were maimed in vain, and even their eldest had an arm cut off.

For the bandits, today is really unlucky. However, they may not know that the really bad luck has only just begun.

Seeing that the boss was back, a few little minions who had been left to guard the cottage immediately went up to meet and wanted to take a look, and by the way, see how today's harvest was.

It's just that, except for a few brothers whose legs were cut off, the red goods and beauties didn't even see a shadow.

At that moment, a little minion couldn't help but be curious, quietly pulled aside a companion who had just returned, and asked in a low voice, "What happened, how did you get this way"?

The companion glanced at the questioning minion with a dead expression, and walked away.

The little minion became more and more puzzled, and chased after him and asked, "Didn't you go to rob the beauty, what about the beauty?"

The companion was annoyed by the question, and smiled coldly: "There is no beauty, do you want a dead man"?

"Dead man......", the little minion was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask again, but found that the companion just now had gone somewhere.

In the evening, a rumor spread in the bandits' den. said that when I went out to rob the beauty today, I met a bad star and injured more than ten brothers, not only did the beauty not grab it, but even the boss was crippled by the other party.

I don't know who first spread this rumor, but after a while, even the bandits who were originally staying in the cottage all knew what happened today.

When the mountain bandit leader learned about this, he suddenly became angry, regardless of his injuries, he fired a good shot at a group of minions in the council hall, and originally wanted to hit someone, but because he was too seriously injured, he fainted on the spot under the anger of his heart.

This situation frightened a group of minions, and they hurriedly carried their boss to the back hall, and worked for a long time before finally bandaging the boss's wound. In the middle of the night, the bandit leader finally woke up again.

At that moment, a little boss who didn't go to Linghai Village with everyone this morning stepped forward and said, "Big brother, when have we suffered such a big loss, we have to find a way to take revenge."

"Revenge ......", the mountain bandit leader struggled to sit up from the bed with the support of the little leader, glanced at his broken left arm, and said with a wry smile: "How to take revenge"?

The little boss squinted his eyes and thought for a while, thinking that this was a good opportunity to behave in front of the eldest brother, so he made up his mind and said, "Big brother, you just stay on the mountain to recuperate, and I will take a few brothers down the mountain tomorrow to kill the miscellaneous pieces that hurt you."

The mountain bandit leader said lightly: "Are you sure you have this ability"?

The little leader patted his chest and promised: "Big brother, don't worry, I will cut off that miscellaneous head and bring it to the mountain to give you a night pot."

The other leaders in the hall suddenly sneered.

The little leader felt a little embarrassed for a while, and even more puzzled, and said slightly angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

The leaders sneered again, and this time, even the mountain bandit leader couldn't help but smile.

The laughter was full of ridicule, full of mockery.

The little boss was furious: "What the hell are you laughing at?"

Another leader who had been to Linghai Village in the morning glanced at the little leader with contempt, and said sarcastically: "He Laosan, just because you also want to cut off other people's heads to make a night pot, I think your head is quite suitable to make a night pot."

The little boss drew his sword and roared, "What did you say"?

The leader had ignored him entirely.

The little leader jumped to his feet in anger, pointed at the leader, gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, listen to what he said."

It's just that to his surprise, the mountain bandit leader actually shook his head and said, "Third child, forget it." It's just an arm, and if it's broken, it's better than losing your life."

He Laosan was stunned and asked in surprise: "Big brother, isn't your revenge for your broken arm revenge?"

A trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of the mountain bandit leader, but then this trace of hatred was overwhelmed by a thick fear, and his body couldn't help but shiver again, and said miserably: "It's not that we don't want to revenge, but we can't repay this revenge at all."

"Giggle......", at this moment, a strange dark laughter sounded from the crowd, and then, a sharp and deep voice said: "Who said that this revenge cannot be avenged."

The voice seemed far away but near, faint, not only could not tell the direction, let alone hear whether it was a man or a woman. Listening to this voice, the bandits suddenly felt a tingling in their scalps.

The leader of the mountain bandits was shocked, staring at the leaders in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Is that the one who is talking"?

Several leaders all stood up at once, and hurriedly shook their heads and said, "It's not me...... It's not me ......".

The leader of the mountain bandits pulled out the big knife standing in the corner of the bed and shouted, "Who is that?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a strange laugh of yin and yang. It was said to be a laugh, but to the ears of the bandits, it was more like a ghost crying at night.

When they heard this laughter, the hairs on the bandits' bodies immediately stood upside down. Some have even started to tremble.

I can't imagine what kind of laughter it is, so that these murderous bandit leaders are afraid of this kind of situation just by listening to it?

The mountain bandit leader jumped up directly from the bed this time, and roared like crazy: "What the hell is the hell who is pretending to be a ghost, get out of here."

Again, the sharp and deep voice from before, "It's me."

Only then did everyone realize that there was one more person in the room, a man in a black night suit, and even the boots on his feet were black.

There was a table in the hall, and wine was on the table. By this time, the man was already sitting at the table and drinking.

At this moment, there were a total of eleven mountain bandit leaders in the hall, and eleven people were eleven pairs of eyes. At this moment, the table was placed at a distance of at most five feet from the eleven pairs of eyes, but none of the eleven pairs of eyes of the eleven people saw when the man in black appeared.

There was only one door in this hall, and the door was guarded by minions, but no one walked through the door the whole time. Otherwise, the person who guards the door will definitely see it.

In short, the man in black appeared here out of thin air. No one could see how he appeared, not even think, and when everyone saw him, he was already drinking.

Although there was wine on the table, the glass was empty, and no one saw that the man had poured wine.

When the crowd saw him, he had already drunk a full glass of wine, and then exclaimed, "What a good wine." But the wine is good, but the glass is not very good."

Seeing the people, the bandits finally felt a little relieved, and when they opened their mouths more boldly, they asked: "This is a fine glass porcelain cup, you still can't say it?"

The man in black shook his head and said, "It's not good, it's really not good."

The leader of the bandits asked, "What kind of wine glass do you think is good?"

The man in black sneered and said coldly: "That's a good question, the only wine glass I think is good in my life."

"Which one"?

"Wine glasses made of human heads".