The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

They wanted to rummage for things, but they did not reach the ambush location that Master Lu had planned for a long time.

The fists of the villagers who were rummaged through their houses were hardened.

Still endured.

Finally, Master Lu shouted loudly: "Kill!"

The men rushing out from all directions stunned the six of them for a moment, and they reacted in a moment. Three of them drew their knives, and three of them held their bows, and fiercely went up to them.

All kinds of wooden boards blocked their sight, and the three people holding the bows saw that the bows and arrows shot following the sound were stuck on the wooden boards, cursing something in their mouths, and before they put away the bows, stones hit come over.

The six Beirong people: ...

I have never seen such a gentle battle in Guanzhou.

What greeted them was not knives but stones.

But the stone was also fatal. They tried their best to avoid it, and the formation surrounded by six people was disrupted.

Ferocity is aroused.

One of them said something, and saw them rushing forward viciously, turning around suddenly when they approached, the six people suddenly dispersed, and jumped through the gap between the wooden boards.

At this time, the difference among the villagers was seen. Those who had experience in besieging and killing bandits immediately moved around with their boards up and rammed them vigorously, trying to knock people down.

The inexperienced man paused slightly when he saw Bei Rong with a fierce face, but after a short pause, he was rushed out, using the surrounding houses to avoid his figure, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

Qi Wu's door is horizontal, and he can't see it vertically.

The six Beirong people abandoned their bows, which fell into everyone's arms.

Qi Wu rushed forward, exerting strength with his waist and arms, and the door was danced exaggeratedly by him, and he slapped a person directly in front of him.

How unlucky this Bei Rong is, he managed to break out of the siege, and encountered such a strong man who did not play cards according to common sense.

The door was hit directly.

Just heard a loud bang.

The man fell straight down.

His face was covered with blood.

Hu Er swiftly picked up the longbow quiver and knife in his hand, and threw the latter to Wang Dalang.

Wang Dalang weighed it.

He didn't stay in his hand for a moment, he threw it violently, and stuck it on one of Beirong who was pinched by the plank and couldn't escape.

puff!

The sound of a sharp knife entering the body.

The door panels on both sides cooperated quickly, one was pressed hard, and a head popped out from behind the other, aiming at the longbow on the ground, and quickly picked it up...

Hu Er, who got the longbow, is like a fish in water.

He climbed up to the freshly erected earthen wall next to him, his sharp eyes inspecting the surroundings.

Suddenly, he fixed his gaze.

found it!

The bowstring is drawn to the full.

An arrow flew out.

puff!

A scream was accompanied by the sound of something being knocked around.

Hu Er's sharp eyes fell on the few people closest to the nearest target.

Those men seemed to have been scalded, and hurriedly ran to see if the turtle's grandson was dead.

The bowstring was drawn taut again.

Hu Er took aim at a besieged Bei Rong, and shot his arrow decisively.

puff!

Another fell.

The weapon was quickly picked up, and the person who got the knife subconsciously made up a few more knives.

Then he looked at the bloody knife in his hand, then at Master Lu and the others who had nothing, who were still fighting with Bei Rong with bare hands, and fell into deep thought.

How to give the knife to Master Lu?

Throwing it definitely won't work. If the throw is inaccurate, it will easily hurt Master Lu and the others.

He had no choice but to give the knife to Wang Dalang again.

Wang Dalang is not good at archery, but throwing stones, wood, sticks and knives... all of them are not accurate.

Wang Dalang was not too polite, he just threw out the knife and hadn't had time to take it back, and there was no one in his hand.

Take the knife, let's weigh it first.

Together with his companions, he walked towards Bei Rong surrounded by Master Na Lu.

Master Lu was furious in his heart. It was different from what they said, they only surrounded two Beirongs and ran away so much!

They didn't dare to be distracted at this time, they had nothing in their hands except the planks.

Press it with a wooden plank, take advantage of the chaos to go out and punch Bei Rong a few times, and then retract, repeating this.

The two Bei Rong gradually got used to this routine. When they got out again, they were smashed hard by the wooden plank, and the knife in their hand slashed towards them.

Master Lu's cousin was cut in the arm, bleeding profusely.

Without his support, the plank instantly became inflexible.

It was at this time that Wang Dalang and the others rushed over.

They supported the wooden planks to replace Master Lu's cousin.

The routine is repeating itself.

Just when Bei Rong was about to make another slash.

When he raised the knife, he was caught by two people at the same time.

One is Hu Er who is standing on a high place waiting for the opportunity, and the other is Wang Dalang who is waiting for this moment.

One arrow arrives, one knife arrives.

Almost at the same time, it was pierced on Bei Rong's body.

The knife held high has no chance to fall.

The man lowered his head slowly, seeing the arrows and knives pierced on his body, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but in the end he just let out some meaningless breath and fell down.

Wang Dalang drew the saber and also the arrow, and threw it back casually.

Hu Er got used to it long ago, picked up the bloody arrow by his side, and put it back into the string with a blank expression.

Master Lu saw his brother was injured from the corner of his eye.

He also saw Bei Rong opposite him.

The redness of the blood made it even more ferocious.

Master Lu also made a real fire.

It was as if a fire was burning in his chest, burning his body to the extreme, from eye to leg, he lifted his leg neatly, and kicked Bei Rong's hand fiercely.

This kick is said to be Master Lu's peak record.

Such a tricky angle, such a fast speed.

Never been so accurate.

At this time, it would be nice if there was a knife in hand.

Master Lu thought with regret.

In the next blink of an eye, a knife really appeared in front of him.

And the handle of the knife was facing him, right in front of him, a knife that could be reached as long as you stretched out your hand.

He took the knife almost without thinking.

The facial muscles twitched due to excitement, showing a slightly ferocious appearance.

With one stab, it hit Bei Rong's heart.

The hand holding the handle of the knife twisted it hard, and then twisted it again.

Seeing the other party's painful face, Master Lu felt happier than ever!

Damn it, it's finally dead!

Blood spattered his face.

He didn't even wipe it off, but turned his head with fierce eyes, searching for the enemy.

The cruelty in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he began to straighten.

He stood there blankly, his body still maintaining the posture of preparing to attack.

Watching the men in this village pass by, they didn't miss it. Anyone who came to Bei Rong's body would stab him neatly.

Those who don't have a knife use a board, those who don't have a board use their feet... In short, the mending is very thorough.

Master Lu's brothers and nephews were also dumbfounded.

They killed a Beirong, these people...these people...

Killed four!

Moreover, they are making up the knife, right? It is also too skilled.

Several villagers dragged Bei Rong who had died elsewhere and arranged them neatly.

"There is one more." Master Lu was worried. "Got to find him."

Villager Luo, who didn't know where he was hiding just now, rushed over with long strides.

Just now it was an important prop to support him from falling, but in a blink of an eye it became a stick for the ruthless leaf sweeper.

"You bastards, you eat for free, why did you run away?!" He stared, his eyebrows raised, he looked more fierce than Bei Rong just now, and his mouth and nose seemed to be spewing fire : "Hurry up and look for it! The old man wants to see his corpse right here, and the turtle is not here. Do you want to lie here for someone else? Hurry up!"

A group of tall and thick men, like children chased away by adults, ran around the village in a hurry.

Village head Luo looked at the few people who were not moving, and was about to say something.

Master Lu hurriedly said, "Mr. Luo, let's go find someone too."

He fled away with his brother and nephew in a hurry.

He couldn't say it, but he felt that this Village Chief Luo was scary.

The bad old man he played before, that look, even after seeing it, he almost believed it.

In a blink of an eye, the young people in the village are so angry.

God knows, he was terrified when he saw these guys just now.

One by one, there is no one who needs to be worried and frightened. Look at the pale son and nephew who are by his side, these are the people who need to be cared for.

These three little ones have seen blood before, and they were all so frightened, but fortunately they didn't embarrass him, they dared to rush up and fight Bei Rong...

Wait, the three of his family who have seen blood are still like this.

Why do people from Xiao'an Village behave like this...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

The sharp energy they used to make up the knife kept flashing through their minds.

"Ouch!" Master Lu froze and stopped in place.

"Father, what's the matter with you?" Little Master Lu looked around warily, there was nothing wrong.

Master Lu took a deep breath and took a long time to recover.

"It's my fault. How can this road be so peaceful? It's all about experience, experience..."

If you don't have a head and a brain, what is this talking about.

Master Lu's old face gradually turned red.

Now that he thinks about it, he must have been very stupid when he told people so earnestly, and he didn't blame them for being impatient. It's really embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house...

Hu Er had a bow, so he asked Er Tie to send back the iron crossbow.

Li Xuemei put the iron crossbow aside, thinking that there is no rush, the enemy is still active in the village, and it won't be too late to put it away when they are all dead.

Just thinking about it, the target moved on Yan Yu's constantly updated map.

Because it moved too fast, Maomao simply drew a distorted line on the paper with its nails.

How do you look at the line, it seems to be coming towards them in a crooked manner?

Li Xuemei picked up the iron crossbow.

Yan Yu also stood up, holding up her iron pot.

This pot was bought on the platform, the iron quality is good, and it is stronger than other pots.

The two girls looked at the exit of the cellar tacitly.

He listened to the movement outside.

Mao Mao's nails were still scratching, but when they reached a certain place, they suddenly stopped moving.

It turned its head sideways, with a pair of cat eyes that are brighter in the dark, looking at the picture, and then at the top of the cellar.

What this series of performances represent is self-evident.

Li Xuemei glanced at Lady Rong, and said silently, asking her to take the others away.

Rong Niangzi quickly took the nearest eldest girl away, and after setting up everyone, she quickly returned.

Mrs. Qi felt something was wrong, so she came over to check.

Seeing that there was something unclear about Li Xuemei and his wife's posture, she looked around, but there was nothing to take, so she took out a pair of scissors from her bag, held it up in front of her, and looked over her head seriously.

There was the sound of the cellar door being opened, but there was still darkness overhead.

Yan Yu was shocked.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and thought at the same time:

Not this cellar!

is another!

Yan Yu quickly rushed to the passage between the two cellars.

Only she can quickly pass through this low passage, but Li Xuemei can't.

Li Xuemei's nose was covered with sweat.

"Maomao, go over, if someone comes down, just scratch it, scratch it hard." Li Xuemei ordered.

Mao Mao chased after him and followed Yan Yu to the other side of the cellar.

On the other side was only Uncle Hu with his two grandchildren.

This veteran soldier of the main battle faction felt uncomfortable staying with a bunch of women, so he brought his two grandsons to wait in the cellar here.

As soon as Yan Yu came over, the grandparents and grandchildren noticed it.

At the same time, I also noticed that the voice above was wrong.

"Grandpa Hu, let's go over there." Yan Yu was very calm.

She thought that if the enemy shot arrows down, she would shrink into a ball and hide under the iron pot.

But Grandpa Hu and the others can't do it.

So, she ran away.

Uncle Hu stood up abruptly, shaking because he stood up so violently.

But he knew the severity, let alone dizziness at this time, even if his brain exploded, he had to leave quickly.

His two grandsons trusted Yan Yu even more.

There are children in the village, which one is not a member of the Boy Scouts.

One of their military orders tells you to do whatever you want, don't ask why, and don't scribble.

Pick up grandpa and leave.

The light above the head is getting bigger and bigger.

Yan Yu's gaze met a pair of sinister eyes.

The man saw someone below and smiled.

That smile was cruel and disgusting.

With the help of the wall, Maomao leaped over with a few vertical jumps, mercilessly hitting four paws.

That's right, two scratches may be the limit for an ordinary cat.

But the cat of the Yan family scratches four times because it is very hard every time, and it is not easy to find a balance between strength and speed.

Four times, it is already the speed limit of its guaranteed output.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" A scream came from above.

The grandparents of the Hu family have already climbed into the connecting passage in the middle.

Uncle Hu heard the movement and wanted to look back, but was pushed forward by his two grandsons.

Yan Yu clenched her small fist and waved it vigorously.

"Good job, Cat!" she whispered.

Maomao hung upside down on the cellar door with its paws and meowed.

After thinking about it, she called Mao Mao to come down.

He watched coldly as the door of the cellar above was opened vigorously.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly because it was covered in blood from being scratched by the cat.

Yan Yu thought to himself: It seems that he didn't find the entrance to another cellar.

She held up the iron pot and put all her strength on guard.

The man wanted to shoot an arrow, but found that the entrance to the cellar was too small, and it was difficult to draw his bow.

Resolutely retracted the bow, and jumped down holding the knife.

Yan Yu rushed into the passage at the moment when he wanted to jump down.

She blocked the iron pot in front of her and stepped back.

One person and one cat quickly moved to the cellar at the other end.

After the man jumped off, he rolled sideways to release his strength.

A carp stood upright, half squatting, with a horizontal knife in front of it.

Watch your surroundings vigilantly.

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