"If you want to be a general in the future, how many acres of land can you see in a house or a few acres of land?" Meng Jiucheng despised the gangster, "Is it okay to have such shallow eyelids, can you have a little promising?"

Qiao E scratched her head, feeling something was wrong. Before she could figure it out, Meng Jiucheng waved his hand and ordered: "Go away."

Ma Si does not understand military affairs, and most of his subordinates are scoundrels. If you have a day to stand out in troubled times, you will naturally enjoy it and eat, drink and have fun.

In addition to Wang Da's Outdoor, Zhao Si and Wei Hao's families were rich, with large houses, strong and warm. These guys occupied the place and drove the original owner's family to a small house, woodshed, slaughtered pigs and sheep, and built them.

Mu Yi and others quietly came to Zhao Si’s house and found that there was not even a guard stand guard. They shouted and sniffed in the house, and the smell of meat and wine came out, and they were drinking happily.

This was simple. Mu Yi rushed in, walked through the yard and headed straight to the hall. On the way, he met two guys one after another. Mu Yi took the lead and stabbed him with a gun without saying a word. More than a dozen scoundrels in the hall were drunk and heard screams outside. Before he could react, a group of people holding guns and knives rushed in.

"Kill!" Mu Yi's spear shook, blood splattered, and he twisted his hands and pulled out the tip of the spear, and stabbed at another scoundrel. He knew that the people behind him were still training for a short time, and although he was inspired by Meng Jiucheng's heavy reward, he, the leader, needed to lead the way and encourage murderous aura.

"Kill!" The ten people behind him were driven by Mu Yi's fierceness and became more courageous. They all raised their swords and guns and slashed at the caught enemy.

As blood and flesh flew, screams came one after another. Most of the rogues were stabbed and stabbed to death before they had time to get their weapons. Two of them had better skills and quick reactions, such as the leader, who picked up weapons to resist, and within a few rounds, they were stabbed to death by Mu Yi on the spot.

After a simple search and killing, Mu Yi left five people to guard the entrance of the village. He led the others by Daqiu's uncle and went straight to Wang Dahu's house.

Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E and his men started to act at the same time and entered Wei Hao's house. He and Qiao E took the lead and killed the person in the red coat. Da Chou followed closely with five people, and the guns and swords advanced and retreated, killing blood splattered.

I can beat ten! Meng Jiucheng found that it was like a tiger entering the flock of sheep when facing these rogues. He stabbed him with one shot and his opponent couldn't even block it. The gap in strength would only make his big gun slightly biased at most.

Qiao E's strength was even greater than him, and her new mace was even more satisfying. She swung it with a whirring sound of wind, and when she smashed it, she was covered in blood and blood, and there was almost no one in a single match.

From the beginning to the end, Meng Jiucheng and his men did not stop for much, and left the house and headed straight for Wang Dahu's house.

The screams caused by the killing did alarm the last group of rogues, but there were also a few outside, and the guys in the room had not heard the movement outside.

"Wolf howling, what happened?" A rogue looked around and said with some uncertainty: "Go in and report to the boss?"

"The boss is having fun—" Another rogue hesitated, "Did the villagers don't know what happened, annoyed them, and are torturing them?"

"Let's talk later." The little leader was speechless. He stretched his neck and looked around for a while, and felt that he had an idea. He said, "Niu Er, go and have a look."

Niu Er didn't want to go, but the leader was staring at him fiercely, so he had to turn around helplessly. He walked dozens of meters, and a group of people rushed towards him and hit the other side.

"Who?" Niu Er raised his gun in a frightening manner, and asked tentatively: "Is it Brother Qian Liu's person?"

Meng Jiucheng didn't answer, and stepped forward, and then he made a move of the spirit snake coming out of the hole, holding the end of the gun handle, and exerting the longest-distance attack.

Niu Er felt his throat blocked, his mouth wide open could no longer make any sound, the cold spread throughout his body, and his eyes became even darker.

With one pick and one tone, Meng Jiucheng threw Niu Er's body aside. The continuous killing did not give him a sense of fatigue, but instead felt even more excited.

In the Yanhuang land, there are many heroes, and one fights a hundred people without being timid. People are not timid, and enemies will be snowed. Look at the blood of Chinese men. Men's blood are heroic and heroic, and their hearts are as strong as iron...

Meng Jiucheng knew that in this chaotic world, in addition to raising his neck to be a turtle and nesting in the deep mountains as a savage, if he wants to make achievements and rise up high, he must set out a way in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It is just the beginning to resist the riots and kill the mob. What else can he not let go of a lucky person who has died? He will only be able to make his life worthwhile when he comes to him vigorously.

Because the night was dark, a fire was burning in front of Wang Dahu's house to keep warm. The rogue rogue in the bright place neither heard Niu Er call the police nor saw who was coming quickly. When he found out that something was wrong, Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E took the lead and had already killed him.

First, he exclaimed, then screamed, and several scoundrels fell to the ground in the flesh and blood. A scoundrel turned around and ran to the gate. As soon as he stepped in, an arrow shot from behind and immediately fell into the arrow. The guy who followed him was tripped and stood up straight, and another arrow shot. He rolled on the threshold in pain.

Meng Jiucheng rushed into the gate first, and his spear danced in front of him to prevent sneak attacks. He stood still, looked at the scene for a moment, and rushed towards the oncoming figures.

The opposite was a leader, holding a spear in his hand. Seeing Meng Jiucheng's spear stabbing, he suddenly pulled out his vicious eyes. As soon as the weapon touched, Meng Jiucheng had suddenly stopped his momentum and turned into a slash. With a blink of an eye, the big gun with an arc struck at the guy's head. Bang! This guy was put on the shelf, and his huge force made his arms numb and he took two steps back.

Meng Jiucheng was distracted from his heart and was very powerful. The guy barely used his spear to resist, but his numb arms and his subsequent physical strength could no longer shake the thunderous blow. With a puff, coolness and severe pain came from his chest. The black-eyed leader fell to the ground, opened his eyes wide, looked at the night sky, and stopped breathing.

"Kill!" Meng Jiucheng shouted violently and stabbed a fierce shot. After the two of them came into contact with each other, the scoundrel tried to sweep away the opponent's weapon. Unexpectedly, Meng Jiucheng's big gun was as if cast by iron. "Ah..." The scoundrel felt his chest tightening after a while, and then his breathing was forcibly stopped.

"Huh!" Qiao E swung the mace and smashed it down. The opponent's sword was swaying, but he couldn't stop the powerful momentum. The knife sank, and the mace hit his head almost without any obstacles. Blood splattered everywhere. The guy fell to the ground without even snorting.
Chapter completed!