There is no bright moon in the sky, only thick dark clouds. Although the three fires are not very prosperous, they look particularly eye-catching when dotted on this dark wilderness.

Compared with the day, the temperature at night is much lower, and the air is also very humid, and the cold wind blows, which makes people feel energetic.

However, who would have thought that in such a lonely environment, a war will soon come?

The enemy is upstream, holding sporadic torches, and I can't see how many people are. They are now taking a big bend, and it will take some time to fight here.

Old Song is worthy of being a master. His ears swayed slightly. After listening carefully for a while, he said lightly: "Everyone, there are fifteen people, and they are not weak in strength. How can we fight?"

Dahei and Sanhei were frightened when they heard the enemy was so powerful and said tremblingly: "Only Master Song and Master Yang are the ones who are the ones who are in charge."

Since Yang Jin blocked the big black snake, he has also been promoted to "Master".

Lao Song expressed his opinion: "It's better to do this. Brother Yang and I will take the lead, Brother Liang and Dahei will take care of the injured. As for the others, we will find opportunities to help while taking care of ourselves."

"It's so good!" Liang He nodded in agreement, then mentioned Xiao Luzi and walked downstream.

"Boss Liang, where are you carrying this kid?" Da Hei asked softly with Erhei on his back.

Liang Hetou didn't reply: "After the camp will become a battlefield, of course we have to transfer the injury. Do you want to fight with others on your back? Do you have that strength?"

Dahei asked himself that he didn't have that ability, so he didn't say much, followed Lianghe.

Sanhei, who was standing behind Lao Song with the shovel tightly, was obviously nervous, and he spoke with a tremolo: "All this point ran out to rob, who are they?"

Du Yong guessed: "It should be a robbery gang stationed at the foot of the mountain. After nightfall, he wandered around the bank of this river. He would kill people who were camping and could make a fortune no matter what."

Sanhei said angrily: "They have a good idea. They don't go up the mountain to take risks, but they just rob passers-by. Is there any other way to the king?"

He Laosan almost laughed: "You can also hear the word "King and Fa" in your mouth, it's so fresh!"

Old Song said lightly: "In this wilderness far away from the town, there is no kingly law."

After all, it is all for the benefit.

If Youmang Mountain has no good things, it will definitely not attract so many people.

If someone has a dispute.

Moreover, it is so dangerous and there are mountains to hide, which is very suitable for robbery. Even if the government wants to suppress the enemy, it is not so easy.

At this moment, the enemy had already bypassed the big bend and rushed in straight lines.

Yang Jin and Lao Song looked at each other, walked forward for about ten steps, and lay tacitly among the grass on both sides.

Sanhei really wanted to lie down with Lao Song, but was stopped by Lao Song and could only hide back in the shed and kept muttering: "What should I do? What should I do... What should I do?"

He Laosan was a little upset when he was thought of, and couldn't help but scold him: "Can you calm down? With your current appearance of being in a state of no power, how can you help kill the enemy later?"

Sanhei heard the increasingly rapid footsteps and cried: "I only know how to explore the tombs. How have I experienced such a big scene? I think I shouldn't be able to help. Can I meet with Boss Liang and my elder brother?"

After saying that, he looked at Du Yong pitifully.

Du Yong didn't care, he waved his hand.

Three Hei was like a general amnesty. After bowing and thanking, he ran down like flying, and soon melted into the darkness.

"Four to fifteen, even if you wait for your leisure, it is a disadvantage. Does Brother He San have any suggestions?"

Du Yong still didn't stand up, picked up the wind knife, wiped the scabbard with the hem of his clothes, and vented while wiping, as if this knife was a peerless magic weapon.

He Laosan did not answer, but praised: "In this case, you can still maintain such calmness. Is Mr. Du really an ordinary person? No wonder he can solve the major case in a row."

Du Yong did not say anything, but picked up a small wooden stick and tilted the fire. He casually raised his head and stared at He Laosan, staring at him a little unnaturally and said, "Actually, I'm very nervous, just pretending to be very calm. To be calm, I have to look at you, Brother He San. When you got up just now, I saw your eyes full of excitement."

He Laosan paused and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Du is too rewarded. I am not excited, but I am also nervous."

Du Yong smiled faintly, wiped the scabbard again, and didn't say anything.

He Laosan called out and answered Du Yong's previous question: "I have a suggestion. Didn't we buried firearms before? When the robbers approached, we would detonate them."

The firearm was buried around the shed, except for the river water, and there were other three sides. The leads were pressed under the stone. They were originally used to deal with the two big black snakes, but now the big black snake has not appeared, so it is just right to deal with the robbers.

Du Yong nodded slightly as he heard the increasingly rapid footsteps: "It's a very good suggestion. You are responsible for burying the firearms. Leave the ignition to you. Pay attention to the timing and don't blow up your own people."

"Don't worry!"

He Laosan patted his chest and inserted a dead branch into the fire.

When the dead branches were completely lit, Du Yong and He Laosan hid in the corner of the shed, covered their bodies with banana leaves, and secretly glanced in the gap.

The enemy arrives and the momentum is like a rainbow.

All the strong men in black clothes were thirty steps away from the shed, Yang Jin and Lao Song attacked at the same time.

Yang Jin rose into the air and emitted four sword energy in the air in succession, all of which were swept across the air, intended to hurt the group. Lao Song raided to the front of the enemy team, punched out with a fierce punch, and hit the robber leader directly.

"There is an ambush!"

"careful!"

"Does go!"

Although the robbers were caught off guard, they reacted very quickly, either dodging to the side or rolling back, showing extremely rich practical experience.

The robber leader was very clever and swung his sword at will, holding back Lao Song's full punch, and only took a few steps back, shouting with angrily: "Good here!"

After roaring, he suddenly raised his true energy and swung his knife to Lao Song's right shoulder. The ruthlessness and speed of the knife were shocking.

This person is not like an ordinary robber at all, and even the elite figures of the big gang may not have reacted like this.

The other robbers were relatively weaker. They were more or less injured under Yang Jin's continuous sword energy swept across the board, but they didn't care at all. After a slight adjustment, they rushed forward without fear of death.

Yang Jin shouted wildly, swept his legs, swept the two robbers in the front into the river, and then pulled away quickly. The seven or eight robbers behind rushed forward immediately. In that posture, wouldn't it be better to stop not to dismember Yang Jin?

When Lao Song faced the robber leader's big knife, he did not avoid it at all, but raised his left arm to block it.

Seeing all this, He Laosan couldn't help but breathe: "What is Mr. Song trying to do? Don't he want his arms?"

With a crisp "ding" sound, the robber leader's blade collapsed into a big gap, his whole body was shocked. When he retreated, an incredible look appeared on his face.

He Laosan couldn't help but shout, "Good, Mr. Song!"

Du Yong almost slapped his legs and screamed. It turned out that Old Song had his arm guard hidden in his sleeves, no wonder he was so domineering.

Old Song shook the robber leader back without any smug look. He went up and continued to attack.

The robber leader had just stood firm and before he could breathe, he saw Lao Song's right elbow crying over, his face changed drastically, and he shouted anxiously: "Stop him quickly!"

There was a subordinate next to him who was very loyal. After hearing the order, he immediately pressed himself in front of Lao Song.

Bang!

The loyal subordinate was squeaked by the arm guards, screamed in pain, and threw it away. Although he didn't know whether it was death or life, he finally bought some time for the robber leader.

Old Song secretly complained that it was a pity that he could only pull away and join forces with Yang Jin to fight back to back.

After all, he was caught in a siege.

The robber leader pointed to the shed and shouted: "There are still people there, let's go and kill them."

Du Yong whispered: "Brother He San, it's your turn!"

He Laosan gritted his teeth, lifted off the banana leaves on his body, pulled out the lit firewood branches from the fire, ran quickly to the edge of the stone circle, squatted down and ignited the lead of the firearm, then danced the fire stick to cover it, and shouted: "Come here, bastards!"

Five robbers immediately rushed up with their knives.

At this moment, the robber leader shouted: "Come back, there are firearms!"

However, it was one step late.

With a few loud noises that were enough to shake the eardrums, all five robbers were blown away.

A large pit appeared on the ground, with soil and gravel flying all over the sky, and the vibrations reached a very long way.

Du Yongzheng was about to laugh, but he ate a bite of mud. He just spit it off and the roof of the shed was smashed down and buried him below. Fortunately, it was full of banana leaves and twigs. If it were tiles, he would be covered in blood at this moment.

The fire and torches were all blown away and were wiped out, and the surroundings were sunk into darkness.

He Laosan, who was running back in advance, was also shocked and shaking, but he didn't care at all and laughed wildly: "You know that I am powerful!"

Yang Jin and Lao Song, who were fighting hard, were greatly inspired. They took advantage of the darkness to kill a robber, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

Du Yong had to work hard to climb out, shaking off the soil and gravel on his body, and was hesitating whether to go forward to help Yang Jin, a big black voice came from behind: "Brothers, run away!"

He Laosan cursed: "We won the battle, what a fucking thing, come and help chop people."

Dahei said in a trembling voice: "What is the one who won the battle... It was those two big black snakes who came here!"

"My grass!"

He Laosan almost fell into the river when he heard this.

Du Yong sniffed and smelled the familiar stench, knowing that Dahei was not a lie.

"Clang!"

Du Yong's wind knife was finally unsheathed. After raising his true energy, he could see the rough figure clearly.
Chapter completed!