After a while, Mo Feifan turned into a bloody man. He was like a furious lion, gnawing at the lamb Zhu Jinchun without mercy. Seeing Mo Feifan's crazy behavior, not only the pig cage group was frightened.
He was so stupid that even the brothers around him were shocked. He didn't expect that the eldest brother, who seemed to be so young, could actually reach such an extreme level.
Mo Feifan suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and his arms were like two bolts of lightning, violently blasting away Zhu Jinchun's head! Both the force and the angle were perfect.
puff!
Zhu Jinchun's body shook violently, his head exploded instantly, and blood spurted out half a foot high like a fountain, and then spread on everyone's faces.
Zhu Long watched his son die under Mo Feifan's knife, his body stiff. It wasn't until the hot blood splashed on his face that he suddenly woke up.
With a strange cry, Zhu Long used a dry land to pull onions. His bloated body jumped up as high as a mountain, and then pressed down as hard as a mountain. He didn't look for anyone else, and pointed the finger directly at Mo Feifan. Mo Feifan also
He was not a soft persimmon. When he saw Zhu Long rushing over, he wiped the blood from his face and fought with the big enemy he had been looking for for a long time.
When the bodyguards saw that Zhu Long had used the knife, they could no longer suppress their excitement, and they took turns rushing into the battle formation.
"Fire the arrow!" At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from the crowd. At this moment, more than ten heads suddenly appeared in the thick snow. These people set up their bows and loaded the arrows, and their movements were extremely skillful.
The ground shot out the second batch, the second feather arrow.
Zhu Long's six personal bodyguards were all top-notch masters. Facing the sudden arrow array, they steadily chopped off the whirring arrows with their hands and feet. After all the arrows of more than ten people were shot, there was no one.
One person died because of an arrow. Of course, the archers arranged by Mo Feifan were not completely useless. In the melee, the bodyguards were more or less injured. These injuries were not fatal, but they were not fatal to their speed and strength.
All have a great impact.
When Hou Xiaobai, Li Dafeng and other brothers saw this, they stepped forward with their swords drawn and fought with the bodyguards. Killing intent spread instantly.
Li Dafeng didn't look for anything else, but the black-faced bodyguard who scolded him. He just said that he would break his teeth, and what he said must come true. The battle between the two sides lasted about a word (about five minutes).
, Zhu Long's six bodyguards had all fallen into a pool of blood.
After solving the trouble at hand, Hou Xiaobai, Li Dafeng and others put away their weapons and stood aside to watch the battle. Because they saw that Zhu Long was already at a disadvantage, they did not help Mo Feifan.
In terms of strength alone, Zhu Long is stronger than Mo Feifan. But he has a huge weakness, that is, he is too fat. He can fight with people within one or two hundred moves without any problems, but after passing this limit, he
The weakness of weak physical strength will be exposed. The smart Mo Feifan just grasped this weakness and dealt with it.
During the initial fight with Zhu Long, he tried his best to say something irritating to the enemy, chose avoidance and defense tactics, and consumed Zhu Long's physical strength to the greatest extent.
When Zhu Long was breathing heavily and every stab felt extremely heavy, he slowly began to confront him head-on.
During the fight, Zhu Long's chest and back each had a two-inch-long bloody gash, which was as deep as the bone. Mo Feifan's condition was better than his, except for a scratch on his right arm. Seeing that
The enemy wanted to kill him, so Zhu Long, who was sweating profusely, shouted loudly and attacked with his sword, moving his sword straight up and down with a powerful and domineering force. Mo Feifan saw that he was going to fight him to the death, so he couldn't help but be more careful.
When the steel knife came over, Mo Feifan used his knife to attack. The steel knife went straight up and down, with extremely powerful momentum. Seeing the opponent's hatchet sliding up along his own blade, Zhu Long could not break it, so he could only move his body.
Pushed back. Before his bloated and fat body could stand still, Mo Feifan's hatchet arrived again. He saw the hatchet drawing three circles in front of Zhu Long, and then Mo Feifan flicked his wrist, and the hatchet stabbed out, pointing directly at the former.
of lower abdomen.
No matter how thick Zhu Long's skin was, if he was stabbed with this knife, a hole would immediately appear in his stomach. Seeing that the sharp hatchet was about to pierce his stomach, Zhu Long had no choice but to point the tip of the knife toward
As soon as it was inserted below, there was only a crisp clang sound, and Mo Feifan's hatchet actually hit Zhu Long's blade.
Zhu Long, who had escaped the disaster, let out a sigh secretly. He was about to take advantage of his good luck, but he didn't expect that Mo Feifan had another move in this situation. He saw Mo Feifan driving his body and slamming into Zhu Long with great force.
dragon.
The pig cage weighing more than 200 kilograms felt a lightness under his feet. He flew half a foot away like a sandbag, and his heavy body made a big hole in the snow.
Mo Feifan took three steps at a time, jumped to Zhu Long's side quickly, put the hatchet across his neck, and shouted sternly: "Don't move, if you move again I will cut your throat."
Zhu Long shook his dizzy head and shook the white snow on his body with a look of reluctance. Hou Xiaobai and others who had been waiting aside rushed over and pressed dozens of knives against his neck.
"Don't move!"
"Don't move!" the brothers shouted.
Hou Xiaobai was afraid that Zhu Long would resist again, so he kicked the sword that fell beside him away from him.
Mo Feifan saw that many of the brothers around him were injured, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.
"Brother Fan, what are you going to do with this old boy?" At this time, Li Dafeng was limping over.
Mo Feifan saw his thigh covered with blood, frowned and asked in concern: "Brother Li, are your legs okay?"
Li Dafeng grinned, patted his waist and said, "It's okay, what does this little injury mean to me?"
Seeing that Li Dafeng looked a little ugly, Mo Feifan shook his head at a brother next to him and said: "Take Brother Li and the injured brother to the hospital, and use the fastest horse of the brothers."
"Yes." The younger brother nodded and said. He was about to help Li Dafeng, but Li Dafeng waved his hand and refused: "No, brother. I will bandage it myself later. You can send the other brothers to go first."
."
"This?" The boy looked at Mo Feifan and then at the injury on Li Dafeng's leg, wondering what to do.
Knowing that Li Dafeng was trying not to worry himself, Mo Feifan nodded slightly and said to do as Brother Li said.
After explaining these things, Mo Feifan walked up to Zhu Long with his hands behind his back and said harshly: "I will torture you slowly and make your life worse than death."
"If I die, you will no longer know the whereabouts and identities of the other three people." Zhu Long was still lucky, hoping that his words could threaten Mo Feifan. Little did he know that Mo Feifan had already made plans in his heart.
plan.
Mo Feifan's eyes were as deep as a pool of water. He stared at Zhu Long and snorted: "I won't kill you now because I want you to feel the pain of your loved ones dying in front of you one by one. I want you Zhu Long to feel the pain."
The family is cut off from descendants..."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Long's face changed color. Suddenly, like an angry lion, Zhu Long grabbed the clothes on Mo Feifan's chest with one hand, took out a dagger with the other hand and stabbed him hard in the chest.
The sudden change made all the brothers dumbfounded. No one noticed where the dagger in Zhu Long's hand came from, and no one could have imagined that Zhu Long could fight back in this situation.
.
Hou Xiaobai reacted the fastest. He rushed behind Zhu Long in an instant, turned his hand into a knife and hit Zhu Long hard on the back of the neck.
Zhu Long felt dizzy for a while. After swaying for a few times, he fell to the ground with a plop.
However, it was already too late. Pounce! The stabbing was accurate and hard, leaving no chance for Mo Feifan to survive. The brothers were both shocked and unbelievable that the ambitious Mo Feifan had such an end.
.
God, what a joke!
Afraid that Mo Feifan would fall on his back, Li Dafeng held him up regardless of the injury on his leg.
The brothers around him also swarmed up, worriedly calling him Brother Mo, Brother Fan, etc.
"Brother Li, I'm fine." Mo Feifan stood still, waved his hands and said. At that moment, the mouths of the brothers around him were so wide that they could put an egg in them.
Li Dafeng glared at him and shouted, "Brother, don't make such a joke, right?" His voice was like a bell, making people's ears buzz.
All the brothers were wondering what was going on. Could it be that their big brother Mo could do tricks?
"That's because I have this..." Mo Feifan pulled off a piece of rag on his chest, revealing the "knife-shaped birthmark" on it, which is the unique symbol of "Fire Remnant Armor".
Everyone was at a loss and said, "This, this seems to be a birthmark. What a strange birthmark."
Mo Feifan showed his sweet dimples and said: "I heard from Uncle Yu that I have a very strange disease. The skin on my upper body has turned into hard armor. Ordinary weapons cannot hurt these places."
Not everyone knows about his invulnerability. In order to give him an advantage in the battle with his enemies, Yu Lin deliberately kept it secret to only a few insiders. And those enemies who would not keep secrets for Mo Feifan
, either dead or never able to speak.
"Sickness, what kind of disease? It won't have any impact on the body, right?" A brother asked worriedly.
"I have had this disease for six years, and at least so far I haven't found any abnormalities."
Hearing what Mo Feifan said, everyone felt relieved. Everyone had heard of weak rib armor, gold silk armor and other items, and some had even seen it. But this kind of armor that looks like human skin, let alone seen it, has even
Never even heard of it.
Li Dafeng almost had the urge to reach out and feel the armor.
"Haha, everyone doesn't seem to believe it." Mo Feifan smiled and took out the hatchet and scratched his chest a few times.
The sharp blade can cut through gold and silver, but it didn't even leave a single cut on his chest. What's even more incredible is that everyone can even clearly see Mo Feifan's rising and falling chest and the fine hair on it.
"It's incredible, it's incredible..." Hou Xiaobai shook his head and lamented that he was too ignorant.
There was a smile between Li Dafeng's brows and eyes, and he clapped his hands and laughed: "That's great, Brother Fan has this invulnerable armor, so even the King of Heaven doesn't have to be afraid anymore. Haha."
Other brothers around him also gathered around and looked at Mo Feifan curiously like a monster.
"The only regret is that this armor can only protect Brother Mo's chest and back. If you can find a few pieces to protect other places, then you will be truly invulnerable and invincible." Hou Xiaobai reminded.
"Well, it's a bit of a pity. But it doesn't matter. If there is a chance in the future, I will just get a few more soft armors for Brother Fan." Li Dafeng patted his chest, as if soft armors were as common as the big steamed buns sold on the street.
"How many?" After hearing this, everyone almost bit their tongues. Hou Xiaobai rolled his eyes at him, and the old god said: "It's a big deal if there's only one of those things, let alone several."
"...."
Listening to the discussion among the brothers around him, Mo Feifan stared at the unconscious Zhu Long on the ground, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
After cleaning the battlefield, Mo Feifan rushed to Qi's home with a group of brothers without any further delay.
Because everyone was covered in blood and walking on the street was too eye-catching, they did not go directly into the town. According to Mo Feifan's earlier plan, they turned into a charity not far outside the town. After starting to "intercept"
Before the "Zhu Long" project, he ordered dozens of clean clothes to be prepared in a coffin in Yizhuang for the brothers to replace later.
After changing clothes and wiping away the blood, everyone tied up their hands and feet, stuffed cloth strips in their mouths, and blindfolded Zhu Long with a black cloth and stuffed it into the sack. Perhaps Hou Xiaobai's blow with the hand knife was too strong, and it was...
Zhu Long hasn't woken up yet behind the tavern.
By the time everyone arrived at the east courtyard of the tavern, it was already evening. After simply eating half a bowl of white rice porridge, Mo Feifan walked alone to the room where Zhu Long was imprisoned, with his hands behind his back.
Pushing open the door, two brothers holding swords were sitting beside the bed, guarding Zhu Long. Seeing Mo Feifan come in, the two stood up and bowed: "Brother Mo."
Mo Feifan nodded and showed his dimples, patted the two of them on the shoulders and said: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. I have something to ask Zhu Long. You go to eat first."
"Yes, Brother Mo." They both replied in unison and turned around.
When a brother closed the door, the smile on Mo Feifan's face immediately disappeared. His right hand slowly dropped, and he coldly grabbed one of Zhu Long's fingers.
There was just a crisp sound, and Zhu Long's index finger was pressed against the back of his chubby hand by Mo Feifan's anti-joint. The severe pain woke Zhu Long from his coma, and he was sweating heavily.
When Zhu Long opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Mo Feifan. Needless to say, his eyes were full of shock and confusion.
Mo Feifan pulled up a stool and sat down. He covered his chin and said slowly, "Why, are you surprised?"
How could Zhu Long not be surprised? He clearly thrust the dagger into Mo Feifan's chest. Logically speaking, the other person had turned into a dead man.
With a "dead man" standing in front of him, no one can remain calm.
"How come you're not dead?" Zhu Long endured the pain, his eyes burning like two balls of flame.