"The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves." The back of the Diao Ye who jumped out with his arms around his legs can easily remind people of that famous poem.

Although the bandits had never heard these two sentences at all, they could not deny that they could see the leader standing alone in facing the enemy's tyranny, and their admiration for the leader's extremely contagious and sad back.

The boss is a real man. He fought so hard for his brothers' stomachs. Many bandits were ready to follow their leaders, with the righteousness of all brothers, and even for the croaking stomachs.

Fortunately, the boss's style changed quickly, and soon the bandits became quiet, and by the way, they wiped the cold sweat left on their foreheads.

The second-hand man with a big black chest and hair from two pectoralis muscles bulged his cheeks and shouted at Liu Jinzuo: "Brothers from Fuhongzhou opposite, don't shoot..."

Liu Jinzuo's hand shook and almost pulled the trigger. This style of painting... shouldn't be a bandit!

If Liu Lang was there, he would tell everyone that this style is definitely a Black Hawk Empire translator. They always hide behind trees, vocalizing tone, and shouting at the strong and unyielding soldiers of our army.

That kind of mean look, I guess the Black Hawk Empire wants to beat them.

The style of the second-hand man also made many people want to beat him, including his bandit brothers. What about the previous grief? Where is the real man? Then go?

The second-hand man didn't realize it, kicked the same stupid as Xiao Shisan away, and rushed down the mountain with great strides.

What do you want to do? Liu Jinzuo was stunned. The style of the bandits in the north was really different from that in Fuhongzhou! He dared to get on with hundreds of guns? Or were they so strong that they were not worried about what they would do to him?

Liu Jinzuo, who was thinking a little too much, felt a little sad. It was not easy to deceive this time!

He didn't know that he had already shocked Master Diao, who had just shocked him, walked dozens of meters, and stood more than ten meters away from the convoy and stopped.

"Brother, you are a visitor from another province. I'm afraid you don't know the name of Qinglong Mountain in a radius of hundreds of miles. Do you know how many people in Qinglong Mountain are?" Liu Jinzuo, who was holding a gun, turned his head and shouted like a loud bell: "Brothers, put down the gun first, stand up to show outsiders how many of us are?"

The bandits looked at each other and put down their guns. Where did they come from? But the leader's orders naturally still have to listen to them. They stood up very quickly. They were smarter like Yao Shisan. While standing up, they also shook the bushes around them. At first glance, they looked like one or two hundred more people than more than four hundred people.

"See, there are more than 600 people and more than 600 guns here, and two small cannons. Isn't it a problem to hit you?" The second-hand man looked at Liu Jinzuo with pride on his face.

Liu Jinzuo's brows frowned quietly. He naturally saw the two black holes of muzzles. They should be local cannons, but even if the two local cannons are not powerful, they are not able to resist them by their own mobs who rely on mules, horses and carts as defense systems.

Before Liu Jinzuo could reply, the second-hand man rushed to speak again: "I know, you said you are not easy to bully, there are hundreds of people and hundreds of guns. You are right. If you don't have this strength, I, the Diao Ye from Qinglong Mountain, will stand here to talk to you?"

"It must not be! For ordinary people, I, Mr. Diao, will have to do this and directly surround the army. Those who do not pay for the road will be killed or buried. Isn't this just looking at you, brothers, you have the ability! Two tigers will definitely hurt both times, even if I am a lot stronger, God has the virtue of life, and I, Mr. Diao, do not want to hurt people's lives too much..."

Whether it was a bandit or a civilian, they were stunned at this cold guy with his chest exposed hair in front of the two armies - showing off his charm.

It must be coquettish. The bandits don’t know what the leader is thinking at this moment, so they have been with the leader and his father for 20 years. The boss is planning to defeat the enemy without fighting! Judging from the other party’s appearance, it seems that there is still a chance.

This is really too coquettish. If you can get a truck or half a truck of food from the other party just by opening your mouth.

In the eyes of the anxious men, this guy should not be a bandit, but a storyteller in the teahouse. Those words seem to be only spoken by the storyteller, and it seems to make sense. Otherwise, let’s just give him two cars? God has the virtue of living a life!

Liu Jinzuo, who was robbed for a long time, was not affected much. He put his gun on and said coldly: "What do you mean is that if you don't hit, we will let go of the things, right?"

The way, the way, I don't mean this? The second-hand man laughed wildly and liked this person, but his face was silent. "How is that possible? The rules on our Green Forest Road are that we are jackals and fat sheep. As long as we meet, we have to do it no matter how you say it, otherwise the mountain god will not agree."

The bandits hid their heads in the shade of the tree. The word jackal is a metaphor for the word jackal. It is really shameful to make their own people! Remove the word jackal, and it can be more powerful and less vulgar!

"There is still this rule on the Green Forest Road? Well, this is the first time I heard it." Liu Jinzuo was stunned for a moment, but he understood a little bit the meaning of the Northland bandit leader who did not play by the rules in front of him.

It seems to be the same as the bottom of my heart.

Isn’t it just that they don’t engage in large-scale armed battles, small-scale or even single battles? This is really possible. Liu Jinzuo is not afraid of anyone fighting alone, but rather a group of fights - they and his group of fights.

In Liu Jinzuo's opinion, his side has a big loss.

But he didn't know that the man who was talking to the other side thought so.

OK! The two bandits and hunters who were both guilty in their hearts continued to talk and set a rule. Both sides made a move. The loser naturally had nothing to say. Liu Jinzuo lost, leaving two big trucks of food. Diao Ye lost, patted his butt and left the road. When he tied, Liu Jinzuo just left a truck of food. After all, this is the territory where people built mountains and built roads. This face must be given, otherwise the mountain god would not agree.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Of course, these are all the suggestions of the second-hand man. I don’t know if the mountain god, who has not collected the offerings from Qinglong Mountain for many years, will come to settle the score with the second-hand man tonight. How many names have you borrowed today?

Both sides were very satisfied with the sudden meeting. Liu Jinzuo was very satisfied. He did not have to cause major casualties. Even if he lost, he would just leave two trucks of food. Moreover, Liu Jinzuo was very confident that with him, he would at least have a draw.

Not to mention the second-hand man, this has almost reached his highest expectations, no, even much better than he expected. The Fuhongzhou man opposite has good skills, but his head is not as good as Diao Ye!

The distance was not far, and the two of them were not going to hide their voices from others. They were all yelling with their angrily voices.

This is a damn good thing? Mo Xiaomao and Chen Yunfa almost fell out of shock. They leaned on their mouths and a thicker face. They actually convinced the leader of the guard who had good shooting skills.

But don't mention that the psychological tactics of the second-hand man are like his drug-taking and putting them in dry corners, knowing that people will definitely choose to sleep there, which is very good.

But he was so sure that he could at least get a draw? Not to mention the tough guy in Fuhongzhou, it depends on the strong men in his team, but they are not comparable to those of the bandits with pale faces and thinness and severely malnourished ones.

Mo Xiaomao and Chen Yunfa are somewhat of a second-hand man. Is it true that he looks at a second-hand man but is actually a master looking forward to it?
Chapter completed!