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Chapter Fourteen: Happy Rebirth

"call out!"

A ray of cold light shot towards Wang Mang, who was directly in front of him, like lightning and stone fire. Following the weather, Lin Zhe used force on his feet and rushed forward fiercely. The spear brought out a bit of cold light like a swimming dragon.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound, and the spear that was stabbing Wang Mang was knocked away by his hammer, followed by a clanging sound.

Finally, after stabbing more than a dozen shots in a row, Lin Zhao fell heavily to the ground. However, his body took steps backwards, and with each step he took, a footprint of nearly half a foot was left on the ground.

"Hahaha! Good kung fu! It's rumored that everyone in your Lin Village is a hero, and you really live up to your reputation!"

Wang Mang stopped his horse and laughed heartily.

Holding a gun in one hand and holding the other behind his back, Lin Che felt miserable. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, especially his right hand. The tiger's mouth had been opened and blood had stained his palm red.

"Hahahaha, I don't know what the third master of Black Wind Village is doing here!" The old patriarch, who was closest to Lin Fan, had already seen Lin Fan's palm that had been stained with blood at a glance, and stood up quickly at this time.

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"Haha, old patriarch, I won't talk nonsense to you, just take the money and we'll leave immediately!" Wang Mang said.

"This?" The old patriarch hesitated.

"It is rumored that all the heroes in Heifeng Village are heroes. They kill the rich and help the poor. They never -"

"Old man, stop putting those big hats on my head. My brothers are just a group of robbers. They rob homes and homes. It is our duty to rob and rob. What you said has nothing to do with us. Now take the money and we will leave immediately.

, otherwise, your Linjia Village will be slaughtered today, and we will take the money and leave. Whether you pay it or we take it ourselves, you can choose for yourself, but we don’t have that much time to waste with you!"

Before the old patriarch finished speaking, Wang Mang immediately interrupted.

"How much?"

The old patriarch couldn't help but show a hint of embarrassment. It seemed that he was getting more and more confused as he got older. When a sheep faces a wolf, can it still tell him, how kind you are, don't eat me?

"I think you and Lin Village are all good guys, so I will make an exception today and charge you a hundred gold to settle the matter! You don't need to say anything else. If you don't pay, just take the money and go to the Lord of Hell to spend it!" As he spoke,

, there was a cold light in Wang Mang's eyes, he had really thought about using force now.

If Lin Zhe hadn't suddenly appeared just now, he would have led his people into the village, killed them all, and then left with the money. There was no need to waste so many words with them here.

"I'll hand it over!" The old patriarch gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Clan leader!"

"Lin Qiao, there is no need to say anything else. In these troubled times, the most important thing is to save your life. Just live one day at a time!"

"Hey!" Lin Zhe nodded helplessly, and then walked towards the village. As the number one person in the village, his current strength is only that of a first-class warrior, and through the fight with the opponent just now, it is obvious that the opponent's strength has already

Arriving at the day after tomorrow, he did not use all his strength in the battle with him. Even so, he had already lost his combat effectiveness in one confrontation. If he continued, it was certain that he would be killed.

In this era of the jungle, if you don't have a strong fist, you won't have any negotiating capital!

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