Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 97 097: Fallen Grass Becomes a Bandit (Part 1)【Ask for a monthly ticket】

  Hearing the word bandit, Lin Feng shrank obviously. Biting her lower lip lightly, the end of her eyebrows was stained with unresolved sorrow. She hesitated: "But... there are many bandits and powerful people, and the number of warriors is unknown. Why should you risk your life? Why don't you go down the mountain at night and discuss it tomorrow?"

  The man in front of me is really too young.

   Judging by his appearance, he is no more than two years older than himself.

  The other one is older, but upon closer inspection, he is still childish. He should be a young man from a rich family who has not yet reached the top.

  Lin Feng hid in the box before, and the dark hole had a limited viewing angle. She could not see much, but she also knew that all the guards were injured. The two gentlemen had the advantage of "surprise".

   Putting the two of them together with those ferocious bandits is like two rabbits and a group of drooling, ferocious dogs. The disparity makes one want to sweat for them.

  Shen Tang did not directly deny it, but only asked: "Why?"

Lin Feng lowered his head, and said: "I... my family hid in the box and fell asleep earlier, I don't know how many bandits came back the first time, but the guards of the Lin family paid the price of each person's injury to break out of the siege, which shows that the bandits are not bad. They go back to regroup, and when they come again, they will definitely bring a full force, and maybe they will come out in full force."

  She is childish and cute, but she speaks with a calmness and clarity that she doesn't have at this age, and she has something to say.

  Shen Tang smiled and said, "I would like to borrow your good words."

  Lin Feng blinked puzzledly: "Borrowing... my family's auspicious words?"

   "Yes, I hope they really come out in full force, and save me the trouble of climbing mountains and digging out their lairs."

  Lin Feng became more astonished the more he listened, and even forgot to keep his mouth shut.

   "Yes, my lord..."

   "In the face of absolute power, strength has nothing to do with the number of people."

  Lin Feng was no longer worried when he heard the words, but his eyes subconsciously fell on Shen Tang's waist, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it after scanning for several times. Shen Tang picked up the Wenxin monogram amusedly, and said, "Are you looking for this? It's not easy to find at night."

Shen Tang's Wenxin monogram is exquisite, small, transparent and clear, while Zhai Le's Bravery and Tiger Talisman is a piece of black tiger head jade. He is still wearing black clothes today, and the night light is dark and dim, even if his naked eyesight is 5.0. It's hard to find them.

  Lin Feng immediately let go of half of his heart.

   "Go to bed earlier, I will still be busy in an hour or two."

  What are you busy with?

   Naturally, they are busy counting the spoils of the bandit den.

  Really realized—go out empty-handed and return home rich.

  Lin Feng obediently said: "Yes."

  The car curtain was lowered, and the gangsters buried the corpses and found a random place to sleep back to sleep. Only Shen Tang and the others were still working the night shift.

  In order to gain the upper hand, neither of them stayed under the tree. Instead, they chose to climb up the tree, hide in the crown of the tree, and take advantage of the height advantage to observe the enemy's situation, and to strike first when necessary. However, Zhai Le also has a question: "What if they don't come in the middle of the night?"

  Shen Tang squatted on a tree branch, with pancakes in his left hand and Dukang wine in his right.

   "Don't come? If you don't come, we'll kill them tomorrow morning!"

  How can she forgive the pigeons and let her feed the mosquitoes all night?

   "Why don't mosquitos bite you?"

  Shen Tang slapped two mosquitoes to death again, but when he turned around, he saw that Zhai Le was completely undisturbed, squatting motionless.

  Zhai Le said: "Ding, why not Ding."

  He is very popular with mosquitoes, every summer he will be bitten all over his body, and finally his elder brother told him that if he practiced martial arts to the extent that he released his martial energy, the mosquitoes would have nothing to do with him. Kung Fu pays off, he did not practice archery at an age, first learned how to release martial energy, and spent two years condensing it into a thin layer that sticks to the skin of the whole body to prevent mosquitoes from infesting.

  Since then, the winter is warm and the summer is cool, the cold and heat do not invade, and the mouthpiece of the mosquito bites cannot **** his blood. My brother really will not lie to him.

  Shen Tang: "..."

   Gan!

   Shaking and cold!

   It is exclusive to Wudan again.

  Damn it, do you discriminate against Wenxin?

   When will Wenxin scholars stand up!

  Shen Tang had no expression on his face, but Zhai Le, who was two trees away from her, felt a slight chill on his back, and rubbed his arms to suppress the goosebumps that aroused. This time I fed the mosquitoes... Ah no, I waited for an hour, and the time was almost approaching Choushi.

  Under the tree, the snores of the gangsters kept coming and going.

  On the tree, Shen Tang's patience was exhausted, she had a cold face, the loving mother's sword was polished brightly, and the killing intent was about to overflow in her eyes.

   At this time, there was a slight rustling sound. At first glance, it sounded like the night wind blowing the grass and trees, but after careful identification, some strange breathing sounds could be heard.

  Zhai Le's eyes lit up, and he made a northwest sign to Shen Tang—this group of bandits slowly approached from this direction.

   After concentrating for a while, he made another "hundred".

   means that the number of people is at least over a hundred. Some footsteps are heavy, and they should be ordinary people, but some footsteps are lighter, obviously they have practiced martial arts, and they may even be martial artists who have condensed their courage. Even if it's just a low-level official, it's not something ordinary people can resist.

  They are still some distance away from here.

  Shen Tang said in a low voice: "I'm not sure if the bandits have bows and arrows in their hands. Don't let them get too close. Why don't you take the initiative to attack."

  Although she doesn't care about the life and death of those gangsters under the tree, since they are included, even if they die, they deserve to die, instead of falling asleep and being hacked into meat paste.

   Zhai Le smiled and said, "There should be no bows and arrows."

  Shen Tang: "Why are you so sure?"

  Zhai Le said: "Because all the bonfires in our camp have gone out."

  Shen Tang got it right and nodded to express his understanding.

  The bonfire goes out, the vision is dim, and the enemy can't even find where they are. If you want to use bows and arrows to sneak attack and cause heavy casualties, then hundreds of archers will have to shoot two or three rounds, killing half of them in one wave. Otherwise, there are ten bows and arrows, and it depends on luck to pierce someone.

   Can the bandit den pull out hundreds of archers?

   Obviously impossible.

  There were only a hundred people in total.

  Arrows are consumables, and the cost of a bow is not cheap. If you have the money to make bows and arrows, it is better to buy two more machetes.

   "Just in case, it's better to strike first!" Zhai Le drew a long bow with his left hand, grasped the string with four fingers in his right hand, slowly pulled the bowstring, and judged the approximate position of the enemy with his ears, "Will you leave alive?"

  Shen Tang said: "It depends on their own luck."

  Is this what it means to let him weigh it?

   Zhai Le realized it.

  The bandits never expected that the black evil star dormant in the dark had already sharpened their knives and aimed at their fragile necks.

  A black shadow is approaching quietly.

  If Shen Tang were here, he would find that there were several familiar faces among them—the officer who escorted the Gong clan to Xiaocheng was headed by the official leader!

   "Are you sure here?"

   "Boss, sure."

   After a while, the person who went to find out the news reported: "Boss, I fell asleep listening to the sound, and I slept soundly, and everyone was snoring."

  Hearing this, the leader frowned.

  Slept so unpreparedly that no vigil was arranged?

  (end of this chapter)