When the soldiers who were cautious and alert, they walked across the Sanli Mountain Road, they saw not the strong firepower point that shot out angry bullets as they imagined, but the bandits kneeling on the rugged mountain road.

The gun was piled high on the roadside like firewood, and at the front of the team were three guys tied into rice dumplings and could only twist on the ground like maggots.

If this is also considered a bitter plan! This should be the most decisive bitter plan in history, I feel forward.

At a rough look, there were not 400 bandits on their knees, but more than 300 bandits. This was almost half of the bandits in the intelligence. If you add dozens of them killed at the foot of the mountain, and if you look forward, you will have more than 100 bandits left, which almost does not pose a big threat.

This is when Xiangqian didn't know that Ling Hong had killed nearly 100 bandits, otherwise he would have put his heart in his stomach.

In fact, the bandits who have treated their bosses as slanderous examples have no resistance and honestly led the way up the mountain.

Suddenly, the bandits who appeared in front of Ling Hong with bare hands and empty fists almost scared Ling Hong. He had no psychological burden to kill many people in the battle between the two armies, but he ran into the gun with bare hands and empty fists fearlessly. Not to mention the new recruits were stupid, even he, a veteran of a hundred battles, he hesitated for several seconds.

Fortunately, the new recruits and soldiers who appeared in time explained this phenomenon that made Ling Hong dumbfounded. The imagined fierce battle broke out for less than ten minutes, and the bandits with a huge number of 500 were actually timid. Not only did they surrender themselves, but they also tied up their own leaders who were "a hero again in 18 years."

Ling Hong, who knew that Zhou Shiyu was still thinking about the bandits, secretly decided that he would not care where these unconventional guys would go in the end, but he would never ask for one. He didn't want to fight before the battle started, and he was tied up by his soldiers as a confession. Looking at the faces of those three guys who were worse than death, you can tell that the feeling was very bad.

"Tsk tsk, why are you still so naughty when you tie it so strong?" Ling Hong kicked Huang Qingxiang, who was tied into a zongzi and threw it on the ground.

In the slightly confused look of Master Huang, Ling Hong added leisurely: "I'm not afraid of staring at me as if I'm blind when I open my eyes!"

"Cough cough" The original version of the domineering president, who looked cool and handsome, couldn't help but feel itchy from his throat. This sentence seemed to be more lethal than the murderous weapon on his leg that was unknown.

Xiangqian looked at it lightly. The information from the recruits who had been searching in the parody for nearly half an hour was not optimistic. Apart from searching for some stored potatoes and bacon to be used as military rations tonight, they did not find some of the golden things that were said to have socialized with the forty thieves. What did Alibaba think?

Xiang Qian and Ling Hong could completely imagine the Fatty Leader's expression after learning this bad news. According to rumors, the Fatty Leader was about to sell himself to Major Ji for silver coins.

Naturally, the two Alibabas who did not find the legendary treasures turned their attention to the three Zongzi thieves.

"Come on, take away the socks in his mouth. Tsk tsk, this smells so good, it hasn't been washed for three months! It's still hard after soaking in the mouth for a long time." Ling Hong squatted in front of Master Huang with a smile. His big breasts looked like the main thug at first glance.

The face of a bandit leader who was surrounded by more than 20 soldiers with guns and live ammunition was involuntarily stained with a hint of shame. It was his item, but it was not something that had not been washed for three months.

Yes, one, two, three, four, five, six, the bandits who silently broke a few fingers in their hearts finally confirmed that it was half a year.

"Son of the turtle, come quickly if you want to kill and cut. Don't humiliate you, Master Huang Er, I won't eat your trick." Huang Qingxiang, who had removed the scent of soy sauce, continued to roar with wide eyes and roar.

"Oh? If you don't eat this set, which one do you eat?" Ling Hong's smile remained unchanged, and he continued to squat while talking to Mr. Huang to talk about his ideals in life.

"Boy, if you have the guts, let me go, Master Huang, defeat me, and let me let you go." Huang Qingxiang's cow's eyes rolled a few times and continued to roar heartlessly.

"Okay! No problem." Ling Hong didn't even think about it, and stretched out his hand to the side. A veteran smiled and threw a rifle-style bayonet.

Since the release of the three-ringed military bayonet, the original bayonet of the rifle has basically become a decoration, and several veterans who still have a bayonet complex have even carried the bayonet on their bodies.

In the look of Shanying's eagerness to speak, Ling Hong cut off the rope and waited for the tall and tall Huang Qingxiang to move his body, throw the bayonet to him, and smiled faintly: "Anyway, it's a rainy day to beat the child, and I'm idle."

The moment Master Huang Er, who should have vomited blood, calmed down when he held the bayonet handle. His cow eyes did not continue to stare, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the little white face in front of him with a poisonous mouth.

Mr. Huang has always played the role of a silly and black-tongued person. In fact, only those who know him know that although Mr. Huang’s mind does not belong to Zhuge Liang’s intelligent person, he is definitely not stupid, at least smarter than more than half of the bandits on the mountain.

For example, seeing this army searching for the village for a long time without finding anything, then the little guy would tease him with strange words. Master Huang Er knew what he was thinking, and clearly felt that he was not smart enough and wanted to open a breakthrough from him.

As expected, when he pretended to be a reckless man and spoke in a verbal excitement, this person let him go and gave him a knife. The meaning was very obvious. He was about to ask him to come and worship like Zhuge Liang arrested Meng Huo, and then tell him where he was hiding the money.

However, he could not become Zhuge Liang, and he was definitely not Meng Huo, who had little brains. What Mr. Huang is thinking about now is how to put the knife on the little white-faced neck to leave this damn place. As for the one life to exchange for another, it was the last thing he had to do. There was a big scar on his head, and the scar was so big.

"Whoever gives me a knife? I'll play with Mr. Huang." Ling Hong looked at the veterans standing around watching the show.

At this moment, Huang Qingxiang moved, and the bayonet forward and stabbed Ling Hong, who seemed to be unprepared, hard in the chest.

Ling Hong, two meters away, was still turning his head and saying this, and he didn't seem to have any reaction to this fierce thorn.

Shanying couldn't help but twitch his cool face. He pinched the big bow beside him with his right hand and the arrow in the quiver made of the bobcat skin with his left hand.

"Be careful, sir." The veterans couldn't help but change their faces and pulled out the shell guns beside them.

No one expected that this bandit would be as brave as a friend.
Chapter completed!