Nan Ci raised his hand, and the iron rod in his hand met the weapons of these people.
The iron rod is thick, long, and solid.
For an average person, it would probably be difficult to pick it up, let alone fight with it.
But again, because it’s thick, long and solid, it’s very powerful when playing.
Nan Ci was so powerful that he didn't hold back at all this time. After the weapons collided, the six people were shocked and took two steps back.
The unlocking man is the shortest among the six people. Even though he is wearing thick clothes and wraps himself up like a bear, he still gives people a feeling of being thin.
After being knocked back a few steps, the lockpicker looked at Nan Ci in disbelief, "Fuck me, why is this little bitch so strong!"
The scarred man glanced at the unlocking man angrily and said, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. Hurry up and work! Is now the time to lament this?"
While the two of them were chattering, Nan Ci had already rushed toward them waving the iron rod in his hand.
It’s not unreasonable for a villain to die because he talks too much.
She stood right in front of them, and they actually had the time to talk.
Nan Ci's offensive is stronger than the six of them combined.
The iron rod was swung out, and three of the six people fell down immediately, and the lockpicker was one of them.
The scarred man looked at Nan Ci fiercely, "It seems that you are determined to make life difficult for us."
The moment he heard this, Nan Ci couldn't help laughing, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing here? Playing house with you?"
After saying this, Nan Ci didn't wait for the scarred man's reaction and rushed forward again brandishing the iron rod.
The three scarred men are physically stronger, but only relatively speaking.
In addition, they have not received any professional training. In the past, they relied on strength in numbers and brute force.
But now these two things are simply not enough in front of Nan Ci.
After struggling to hold on for a few minutes, the three scarred men also fell to the ground.
At this moment, they have lost their previous contempt for Nan Ci, and they have lost their arrogance.
The lockpicking man is short and has poor physical strength, but his brain is obviously relatively quick.
He rolled over and got up, kneeling on the ground, raising his head and looking at Nan Ci with pleading eyes.
"Sister, we were wrong, please forgive us! As long as you forgive us, we will definitely not appear in front of you again in the future!"
Nan Ci didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and looked at the man who unlocked the door.
The lock-picking man's eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"That's right! There's also a door lock! I opened the door lock, but I didn't do much damage! As long as the lock cylinder is changed, the lock will definitely still work! Do you want me to change the lock cylinder now?" Nan Ci looked at the lockpicker with interest, "You still carry the lock cylinder with you?"
The man who opened the lock suddenly became very happy and patted his satchel vigorously, "Of course! Although the world is different now, you can't throw away the guy who eats!"
What he said is actually a bit of devotion to his job.
Just as Nan Ci was about to speak again, his ears twitched slightly and his body turned sideways at the same time, successfully dodging the knife from the scarred man.
He hadn't completely stood still yet, but Nan Ci could clearly see the anger of the scarred man and the regret in the eyes of the unlocked man.
Obviously, the lockpicking man didn't really beg for mercy. What he said just now was just to attract Nan Ci's attention so that the scarred man could take advantage of it.
The two of them worked well together, but they didn't expect that although Nan Ci was talking to the lock picker, he was always wary.
Nan Ci's eyes swept across the faces of the two of them, "The opportunity has been given to you, but you are useless!
Now, it's my turn to take action."
This time, Nan Ci no longer held any reservations, and swung the iron rod directly towards the scarred man's head.
Nan Ci moved very quickly. Looking at this scene, the scarred man's eyes suddenly burst into tears. At the same time, he tried hard to turn his body and head to avoid the blow.
But the speed of the iron rod is much faster than his dodge speed.
Without any accident, the iron rod hit him directly on the head.
In addition to the sound of hitting, there was also a crisp sound.
This is the sound made by the scarred man's head being knocked away by gravity and his neck being directly twisted.
The scarred man's eyes, which had been fierce just now, instantly lost their luster, and he fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.
The unlocking man and the others were dumbfounded when they saw the scarred man fall to the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he made no sound.
At this moment, the ajar door was opened again, and the old Taoist priest walked in.
From the moment he opened the door to the moment he walked in, the old Taoist priest's eyes did not change much, his eyes were flat and unwavering.
It seemed that the door to his home was opened and so many people appeared in the house, which did not surprise him at all.
The lock-picking man looked at the old Taoist priest who was getting closer and closer. His dull eyes suddenly burst out with light, and he rolled and crawled towards the old Taoist priest.
"Brother! Brother! Brother, you are back! You are finally back! Please save us!"
Looking at the crawling unlocking man, a circle of question marks appeared on Nan Ci's forehead.
Is there something wrong with this play?
The lock-picking man has already arrived in front of the old Taoist priest, pleading with the old Taoist priest in the same manner as before.
"Brother, we were just obsessed for a moment. We opened the door and came in to steal something, but we didn't do anything harmful. But she couldn't help but kill one of us directly. It's really terrible!
Brother, please see that we didn’t steal anything and one person died, please let us go!”
The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes and stared at the unlocking man for a while, then slowly asked a question, "This is my house. You came to my house to steal things and you asked me to let you go?"
The lock-picking man was stunned for a moment when he was asked, but he quickly said, "We came to steal things, but we didn't succeed! Brother, you didn't lose anything, but the door was opened. I will give you the lock cylinder in a moment."
Replaced, guaranteed to be as good as new."
The old Taoist priest is very good at grasping the key points, "Did you open the door to my house?"
"It's...it's me."
The lock-picking man admitted bravely, "But don't worry, brother, I will definitely give you a new lock cylinder -"
"There's no need for you to change the lock cylinder for me." The old Taoist priest interrupted the lockpicker.
The lock-picking man was a little surprised, but then he was ecstatic, "I knew you must be a good person, brother, and a good person must——"
"There will definitely be no good rewards." The old Taoist priest continued.
The unlocking man was a little embarrassed, "Brother, no, you can't say that, listen to me -"
"Stop talking." The old Taoist priest interrupted the lock-picking man, "Keep your unlocking hands and you can leave."
