Borrowing a Tiger to Kill the Enemy

Cheng Song immediately stopped and said with shame: "It turns out to be Master! I was rash. There are many bandits in this mountain range. I dressed like this to save my brother-in-law who was besieged by bandits. However, I lurked for a long time and never saw him.

I didn’t even pull my face off when I came back. When I saw you looking like this, I thought you were a mandrill in the wilderness, so I took action.”

The dark-skinned man who called himself Pindao said, "Pindao, I'll just do some calculations and find out that you and your brother-in-law have never met, right?"

Cheng Song: "Master is amazing. My brother-in-law and I have never seen him before."

"I've clearly calculated that your brother-in-law and your sister seem to have a few different birth dates. Why are you so sure of your relationship?"

Cheng Song said with admiration: "Master, I don't know. They are indeed lacking in status, but they have already established a relationship, and my brother-in-law is also considered to be the best among men. Naturally, I can't let my sister miss her lover."

The swarthy poor Taoist who heard this nodded involuntarily, just as the tiger roared closer.

The dark Taoist said: "You have wasted my time. I can't talk to you anymore. That tiger demon was originally a Taoist for five hundred years. This time I have beaten it back to its original shape. You can rest assured, but I need your help."

If I delay it for half a moment, I will be more confident about accepting it."

Cheng Song: "Master ordered us to do our best."

The dark-skinned Taoist said hello, then he carried the two little tigers and walked towards the forest with a quick stride.

That dark-skinned poor man is actually Yang Fan.

Not long after Yang Fan left, a giant tiger from the mountain roared towards him.

This giant tiger with yellow and white patterns, two meters long, majestic and angry, looked towards the direction where Yang Fan was going and howled again and again, staring "eagerly" at Cheng Song's posture blocking the road.

With such a huge body, it must be a tigress.

Cheng Song was a little frightened when he saw it. He took a deep breath, emboldened himself, and raised his sword to attack. However, the tigress ignored him and turned around, not wanting to waste time with Cheng Song.

Where was Cheng Song willing to comply? He immediately went to block it. One person and one beast, one blocked and the other avoided, which was quite interesting. However, the tigress gradually became angry and slapped the broken wood, and the broken wood body flew towards Cheng Song.

Cheng Song raised his knife to block, and the wood immediately flew into the air. The already darkening forest became increasingly difficult to see.

Cheng Song took precautions and was cautious of tiger attacks.

Fortunately, the tigress was not keen on him and ran towards the direction Yang Fan left with a few jumps.

But on the other side, under the control of the two gang leaders, the four first-class masters from the Yemen and Beiming Gangs came together for the first time for cooperation.

The two gang leaders negotiated and arranged as follows:

First, each of the two families sent hundreds of crossbowmen to guard the two ends of the bandit line. Even if Yang Fan could not be killed, they would still prevent anyone from escaping from the mountain range. The two ends were far apart. If there was an emergency, a warning signal would be sent.

Second, the two factions work independently but cooperate sincerely. The "Smiling Tiger" and "Voldemort" from the Yemeni gang each lead an army, and the "Sissy" and "Beautiful Man" from the Beiming Gang each lead an army. The red ball is the number and they are mutually responsible.

Support.

As a sign of sincerity, the Chinese army tents did not carry weapons.

The four of them each expressed their opinions, divided the forest areas where Yang Fan might be hiding, and then each drew lots to determine the search area for each person.

At this moment, there was a big commotion outside the tent.

After the roar of the tiger, the bandits' calls for help, screams, and cries of pain came one after another, making the noise endless.

Pulling up the tent to check, four people filed out.

I saw a huge and sturdy tiger, rushing left and right among the bandits, slapping its claws and tail.

The four of them were terrified.

They looked at each other, and while they were confused, a gray-white object flew toward the four of them.

The beautiful man staggered his body, the sissy hid behind him, and the smiling tiger pushed Voldemort in front of him.

Voldemort was in the first-class realm, he was actually hacked and killed, and his reflexes were naturally good. He tightened his gaze and attacked the flying objects.

With a scream, he looked around and saw a little tiger lying limply on the ground, dying.

The big tiger looked up to the sky and let out a roar, then rushed towards the four of them, biting Voldemort with its bloody mouth.

It was true that he was panicked, but the first-class realm was not just showing off. Voldemort dodged and stepped back a few feet, avoiding the big tiger's frontal attack, but exposed the three people behind him.

The three of them each used their special skills to get out of the way. At this moment, an arrow flew towards them from the forest.

The Smiling Tiger ducked sideways, but the flying arrow pierced into the handsome man's arm.

Voldemort shouted: "Everyone, be careful! Someone did this deliberately."

Everyone was silent, but they thought in their hearts, why do you have to say this? Someone must have captured the tiger cub and made the tigress attack madly, so that he could attack and kill him secretly.

The enemy that can bring the two major gangs together is indeed a tough nut to crack.

Although Mei Langjun was injured, he was not a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He just lacked a hand and was a little weaker.

The smiling tiger pointed to the direction in which the arrow flew and shouted: "Brothers! The enemy is over there, and he is alone. Whoever can kill the enemy will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."

The bandits went together to kill the tiger, and the four masters worked together to kill the tiger.

Although the tiger was ferocious, it was no match for four people. It roared fiercely for a moment, and as soon as it faced him, it was suppressed at every turn.

Several arrows were shot from the forest one after another, but not in the same direction. The four of them were cautious, so naturally they would not be killed by this sparse archery skills, but they would definitely be unavoidable if they were in a hurry.

The big tiger seizes the flaw, bites, pounces, swings, slaps, scratches, bumps, kicks, and uses all possible methods in gangster fights. The ferocious beast kills people and can hurt people everywhere.

Meilangjun pointed to the direction where the arrow flew out and shouted to the bandit: "Look for that direction quickly. Why are you standing there? Are you waiting for the enemy to be killed by you?"

Naturally, the remaining bandits did not dare to neglect, and they all searched the mountains for enemies.

In terms of strength, the four masters can definitely defeat Dahu in terms of combat power, but this battle is not an arithmetic of one plus one being greater than two.

If the four strengths were superimposed, they would be no less than a first-class peak master, and the Big Tiger Dingtian was only at the mid-level first-class level.

However, people are greedy for life, while tigers are willing to die; people are timid, but tigers are not afraid of death. Comparing the two, one is going down, the other is going up, and the fight is in full swing, evenly matched.

Although in books, one plus one equals two, among all things in this world, in most cases, one plus one is less than two.

Of course, it is normal for people to have these little thoughts. If Douhu's internal strength is too strong, wouldn't it be more dangerous to fight with Yang Fan later?

Tigers don't have those thoughts. They have simple ideas and only want to kill people.

The four of them roamed around the big tiger, punching here and palming there. After fighting for a long time, they also developed a tacit understanding.

The tiger has lost its previous vigor, has more injuries, and lacks strength.

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out and stabbed the Smiling Tiger with a knife. The Smiling Tiger dodged in panic and avoided the fatal stab in an instant.

The man didn't stop and kicked the sissy in the crotch again.

The sissy was just shocked and didn't cry out in pain after being kicked. Instead, she clamped the figure's feet and didn't move at all.

That figure is naturally the scheming Yang Fan.

Just listen to him scolding: "Grandma, you're a bear! If you're not afraid of kicking the iron plate, you're damn afraid of kicking the eunuch."

A well-prepared attack was ruined because the wrong target was kicked.

Yang Fan had difficulty pumping his feet, and the blades flew out of his hands immediately, attacking the sissy.

The sissy let go of Yang Fan's feet and backed away coyly. After stepping back three feet, she rubbed her crotch regardless of her appearance. The chicken didn't hurt, but the muscles hurt. Even if she wasn't a man, she was still a mortal of flesh and blood.

Yang Fan was unyielding and used all kinds of killing moves. A tiger hunted a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that Yang Fan was not a tiger, and these people were not white rabbits.

Yang Fan's footwork was as sharp as a violent storm, attacking the sissy whose legs and feet were temporarily weak. Originally, the skills of these four generals were not much worse than those of Xie Mapo's bandit leader. If they were well prepared, they would not easily capture Yang Fan, but

It can still be done with ease.

It's a pity that the four generals of the gang today were first frightened by the tiger, and then attacked by Yang Fan. Now they have no weapons to fight back.

Yang Fan hit the "Poison Dragon Diamond" and kicked the sissy backwards. He opened his mouth and spat out a rainbow in the air, which was extremely red against the setting sun.

The sissy cried: "Help me!"

Naturally, the beautiful man couldn't just sit idly by and attack Yang Fan after abandoning the giant tiger. This would be very painful for Voldemort, who was fighting the tiger alone.

Yang Fan did not fight with Mei Langjun, he avoided the uninjured ones and focused on the injured ones.

Yang Fan adheres to the excellent hooligan tactics: pick the weakest and fight to the death; injure a group of useless people and destroy an earthquake field.

Regarding the attacks from the beautiful man, Yang Fan could dodge whenever he could, but the killing blows in his hands kept coming at the sissy.

Regardless of whether he wants it or not, Yang Fan is very polite anyway.

After going back and forth, the sissy had no power to fight back.

Yang Fan took advantage of the beautiful man's attack to get close to the sissy, and "cut her neck to pieces" with a knife, and he became a powerful enemy.

Turning around and looking at Mr. Mei, he smiled, revealing his white teeth. Against the backdrop of his all-black outfit, he looked sinister and terrifying.

The majestic tiger was already riddled with scars and his physical strength was gradually declining.

The Smiling Tiger was about to kill the tiger when Yang Fan suddenly attacked the Smiling Tiger.

The Smiling Tiger was shocked and couldn't understand why Yang Fan would sacrifice the near for the far and sacrifice the weak to attack the strong.
Chapter completed!