After walking forward for almost ten minutes, we finally walked out of the open space covered by vines. At this moment, the three of us were covered in bruises.

The barbs on these vines are like hard steel nails. As long as we accidentally touch them, we will leave more or less wounds.

"Damn it, isn't that the big-breasted sister? They seem to be fine," the fat man suddenly said.

I looked along where the fat man pointed, and found that Ma Rulong and others were standing not far away. They seemed to have no injuries at all, which was completely different from the embarrassed appearance we have now.

"Little boss, are you okay?" Zhang Sanpao came out and asked.

I nodded, but found that Zhang Sanpao's expression suddenly changed.

I was still a little surprised, but Wang Yuanchao quickly responded: "There is someone nearby!"

The fat man turned the flashlight in his hand to the brightest, and after looking around the dark forest, he was surprised to find that in addition to Ma Rulong and others, there were many strangers standing in another place.

I counted them, and there were probably more than ten of them.

Their equipment was very simple, they were carrying hiking bags, wearing leather pants, and each of them had a weapon in their hand.

Obviously, these are the foreigners who have been walking in front of us!

"Be careful, these people have a lot of murderous intent! I'm afraid they may have a lot of blood on their hands. They may be experienced in the world of tomb robbers. Don't provoke them."

Zhang Sanpao quietly walked up to us and reminded us.

Wang Yuanchao nodded slightly and loaded the sniper rifle with a click.

There are three of us, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to move.

After almost a minute of silence, a bearded man came out of the group of foreigners and said in a strange voice: "Hey, isn't this the famous Mr. Ma? The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family no longer recognizes each other.

, I remember that in the Qinling Mountains, I, King King Kong, had a robbery fight with you."

"But haven't you washed your hands of yourselves a long time ago? Why are you here to steal your brothers' jobs today? You don't recognize the shit you pooped out?"

The bearded man seemed to know Ma Rulong, and he spoke sarcastically in Sichuan dialect as soon as he opened his mouth.

With this beard, he looks like an honest farmer, but the fierceness on his face is something that farmers don't have.

"When has it been your turn to make irresponsible remarks to a small character like you? When I, Ma Rulong, debuted, you were still wearing crotchless pants. Go crazy and dig out his eyes for me!"

Ma Rulong said calmly.

"Okay." The man in the suit smiled as brightly as the sun.

He was not afraid of those outsiders shooting, so he just walked towards the bearded man with a smile.

"This lunatic really dares to beat ten of them?" I said dumbfounded.

"Don't worry! With Ma Rulong here, those outsiders don't dare to take action easily. They just throw out an unlucky guy to weigh in on Ma Rulong's worth." Zhang Sanpao seemed to understand very well, he frowned and said.

"If a fight does break out, which side should we help?" I asked after thinking about it.

"If you can't fight, these two groups of people are not fools. There are more traps ahead. We all have to conserve our strength. If we fight, we will end up in the grave." Zhang Sanpao shook his head.

While we were talking, the man in the suit was getting closer and closer to the beard.

When the man with the beard saw the man in the suit coming to die, he immediately became happy and said, "Grandpa's eyes are right here. If you have the ability, come and dig them out!"

Immediately afterwards, his whole body suddenly spun twice like a top.

Then there were two "ta-da" sounds, and before I could react, I saw two flying knives with a cold light flying out of his hands and stabbing the man in the suit in the throat.

"So fast, this damn thing is faster than shooting!" the fat man said in shock.

I was also a little stunned when I saw it. I had only seen this kind of kung fu on TV before, but I didn't expect that this guy who looked like a farmer was actually hiding his secrets.

The man in the suit suddenly changed from walking to running, and caught the throwing knife with one hand.

That kind of skill can only be described in four words, it is easy to control.

Between the 100-meter sprint and receiving the knife, the switch is like a machine.

After that, he didn't give Bearded Beard a chance to continue throwing knives, and his whole body had already rushed in front of Bearded Beard.

Then he didn't use any fancy moves and just kicked towards the bearded man.

Beard subconsciously blocked it with his hand, and I heard two "pop" and "pop" sounds. The man in the suit used the two flying knives he had just caught to cut the arteries in Beard's hands.

Before Beard could scream in pain, the man in the suit had already kicked him with his next sweep.

The bearded man immediately fell to the ground.

At this moment, all the arteries in Beard's hands were cut open, blood was spurting out continuously, and he couldn't stop it, let alone fight back. He could only curl up into a ball and tremble continuously.

"Haha, I hate it when people talk nonsense in front of me and make me laugh for so long."

"Give you five seconds to take another look at the blue sky and white clouds, because you will never see it again..."

The man in the suit knelt down and patted the bearded man on the shoulder affectionately.

The bearded man was so frightened that his face turned green. He was about to speak, but the next moment his left eyeball was gouged out by the man in the suit.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The bearded man let out a scream of extreme fear, and he kept waving at the group of foreigners, as if he wanted to ask for help.

But what Zhang Sanpao said was indeed correct. These outsiders just watched with indifference and had no intention of saving people at all.

"Don't scream, there is another eye."

The man in a suit hugged the bearded neck and said with a smile.

"No, I was wrong, Mr. Ma, spare my life! I'm going to kowtow to you." The bearded man frantically broke away from the man in the suit's arm, and then kowtowed hard at Ma Rulong, not stopping even after his head was broken.

"Sorry, Mr. Ma doesn't like bargaining..."

The man in the suit stepped on the bearded face with his leather shoe, then bent down and poked two fingers into the bearded right eye again.

Then he laughed for a while and then dug out the bloody eyeball.

Seeing this cruel scene, I felt an endless chill all over my body, as if winter had arrived.

What kind of madman is this?

He smiles almost 24 hours a day, and those who don't know think he is a Nobel Peace Ambassador.

In fact, when we were in Dawang Village, we cut the old boatman's throat and bled him out.
Chapter completed!