"Cut?"
Fang looked down, then looked at the scarred man and said, "That's a bit too much …"
The scarred man suppressed his disgust and wiped his face with his sleeves, saying in a low voice, "They should be their accomplices. Capture them first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so bandits had already climbed up the slope.
The youth beside Fang fastened his pants, then turned to look at him and asked, "Brother Fang, should we do it?"
Fang looked around and nodded, "Let's do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so bandits flew down the slope.
While the scarred man was still in a daze, a black shadow had already pressed down from above and kicked him off his horse.
His expression was twisted in pain, looking extremely hideous. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and attack!"
Without needing his order, the other bandits had no choice but to attack.
That was because the tall and short, one muscular and one skinny man, had already come down the slope and were charging at the bandits.
Although the skinny youth was thin and small, his leg skills were truly impressive. The bald man and the others were kneeling on the ground and couldn't see him move at all.
It was also because he hadn't made a move at all. Just the indistinct leg shadows were enough to dazzle the eyes.
The bandits that approached him all fell to the ground with footprints on their bodies.
As for the burly man, he and the others looked in a certain direction. Even in a situation where he was tied up, he still revealed an extremely shocked expression.
The burly man didn't have any weapons. He only relied on his iron fists and body. No matter how dense the sword shadows were, they couldn't touch him at all. It was hard to imagine that such a large person could be so nimble …
And the bandits that came into contact with his fists all fell to the ground without exception. Just now, he had even used his body to send three bandits flying several meters away …
This wasn't a human, he was clearly a ferocious beast!
The skinny youth kicked another person and couldn't help but praise, "Brother Fang, you're amazing …"
Fang looked at him and said casually, "Kid, you're not bad either. You purposely didn't want to be on the Heaven Roll, right?"
The skinny youth smiled and said, "The Heaven Roll is just a target. Even if I go up, I'll still be behind. It's better to be safe …"
…
The bald woman stared blankly at the two who were like tigers in a flock of sheep. She turned her head and asked, "Where did you recruit these people from?"
The bald man was stunned and murmured, "I, I don't know …"
The scarred man sat on the ground, his eyes wide open.
In just a short while, only a dozen or so of his subordinates were still standing. From the looks of it, the remaining people wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
Who the hell were these two fellows!
His face revealed a look of horror. He looked left and right, and his eyes stopped on the bald man.
"Stop!"
Old Fang and the skinny young man were fighting with all their might when a voice suddenly rang in their ears.
Turning his head, he saw the scar-faced man place his knife on the neck of the bald man kneeling on the ground. He shouted, "You two, stop right now. If you don't stop, I'll …"
Fang looked at him and asked, "What will you do?"
The scar-faced man said sternly, "I will kill him!"
"Then go ahead and kill him." Fang kicked the last bandit to the ground and crossed his arms. "It's not like I know him …"
"—" The bald man's eyes widened.
The scar-faced man's angry expression froze. He swallowed and said, "I, I really will kill …"
"If you want to kill me, then kill me!"
Fang looked at him and said, "Do you think I'll be threatened by you? Even if my head falls off, I'll still be a good man in eighteen years!"
The bald man: "— —"
Seeing the monster walking toward him, the scar-faced man revealed a look of fear. He said with a trembling voice, "Don't, don't come over …"
Fang glanced at the thin young man. The thin young man nodded and turned into a blur. A flying rock flew through the air and knocked the knife out of the scar-faced man's hand.
The knife and the rock collided, producing a crisp sound. The bald man's ears rang and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the knife was stuck in a tree. His back was drenched in cold sweat.
That rock had almost brushed past his ear. If it had been just a little more, wouldn't his head have been split open?
The scar-faced man's hand also split open from the recoil. He took a few steps back and actually ran without hesitation.
The bald man looked left and right, a trace of relief appearing on his face.
No matter who these two people were, they were finally saved today.
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, he suddenly heard a cacophony of noises, and the ground beneath his feet began to tremble. The bald man turned around and saw a cloud of dust rising from the road behind him, as well as the silhouettes within it. His face paled once more.
After the sound of reining in a horse, a tall and strong man looked at the scar-faced man. He frowned and said, "Scar, dozens of people can't beat these few. What do you do?"
The scar-faced man was stunned for a moment before a trace of joy appeared on his face. He said loudly, "Master, we had already caught these people, but we don't know where these two troublesome people came from. That's why …"
The scar-faced man waved his hand and said, "That's enough. This time, there's a big caravan passing through here. This is a big fat sheep. If you alarm me, be careful of your head!"
The scar-faced man was stunned. He didn't know which big caravan would dare to pass through here. Wasn't it stupid? However, he quickly recovered and pointed at the two people in front of him. He said, "It's those two guys in front. Master, be careful!"
The thin man looked at the dense crowd in front of him and asked, "Brother Fang, are we going to do it this time?"
"Do it my ass!"
Fang glared at him. No matter how he looked at it, there were more than two hundred people in front of him. If they really did it, the two of them would die of exhaustion. He quickly tore the ropes on the people who were tied up and said, "What are you waiting for? Run!"
After the ropes were untied, the bald man immediately stood up. Ignoring his bleeding thigh, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, hero, for saving us!"
Fang waved his hand and looked at the opposite side. He looked back and murmured, "They should be here soon, right?"
"What?" The bald man asked doubtfully. As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw a carriage coming from the end of the road in front of him.
Then, two carriages, three carriages …
When more than ten carriages, which were obviously loaded with goods, came from the front, the bald man was stunned on the spot.
He finally understood why the notorious Zhenshan Tiger of this generation would come out personally.
This … this caravan is really stupid!
How stupid must they be to pass through the Fringe so openly?
"Brothers, the fat sheep is here!"
The strong-looking man rode on his horse with an excited look on his face. He said loudly, "After this, it will be enough for us to enjoy ourselves for a while. Keep your spirits up!"
Fang looked at the opposite side and clenched his fists. He turned back and said in a loud voice, "Move faster, it's time to work!"
As soon as the man's voice faded, many figures came out from the caravan. They were armed with all kinds of weapons and walked towards them with ease. The bald man felt his mind go blank.
Have these people gone mad? Or has the world changed?
Since when did fat sheep dare to attack mountain bandits? Aren't they rushing to their deaths?
Who do they think they are? Do they think they are as powerful as these two?
When the strong-looking man saw this, he smiled instead of getting angry. He waved his hand and said, "What are you waiting for? Go!"
When the two parties collided, the bald man's mouth was agape and he couldn't close it.
His brothers and the bald woman were also dumbfounded.
Like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
What bullsh * t Zhenshan Tiger? His name is so resounding and he even said that he's the most powerful bandit leader of this generation. It's all bullsh * t!
In an instant, he was dragged down from his horse by one of the bandits. After two kicks, he lay motionless on the ground.
The others were also like chickens and dogs that couldn't withstand a single blow. No, it wasn't that they were chickens and dogs, it was that they had encountered a group of monsters.
One person, even if they could defeat one of them, it would still be fine …
Have you ever seen someone catch a blade or an arrow empty-handed?
Have you ever seen someone punch someone? Have you ever seen a horse fall to the ground with a single punch?
Have you ever seen bandits rob merchant caravans? Have you ever seen a merchant caravan robbing a bandit?
He had really seen it.
When the burly man stepped on Zhenshan Tiger's head and asked him where their lair was and what valuable items they had, the bald man felt as though the faith he had built up over a long period of time had crumbled.
Who are the bandits and who are the fat sheep?
Is this world still the same as the world I'm familiar with?
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