Calamity Crown

Of course, there are more surprises.

The [main task] in front of him is really just right for him.

He has enough time to implement his plan.

While thinking, he raised his hand and threw a piece of wood into the stove.

The flickering firelight reflected Goethe's face.

At the end of the year, when the time is deep, there are kangs and incense niches.

A more detailed plan appeared in the boy's mind.

And at this moment, a loud shout sounded——

"Smashing the kiln!"

Chapter 2 Long Sea and Wealth!

Smash the kiln?

what is that?

Goethe was stunned for a moment, and then the [Spirit of the Blood Raven] that had already flown out came back to his field of vision—a group of hundreds of people was rushing towards his position with knives and guns in their hands amidst the snow.

The one in the lead wore a rabbit fur hat, held a large knife in his hand, but had three muskets in his waist—similar to flintlock guns, but a little different.

Behind him are a dozen strong men in cotton clothes, each with a ferocious face and a murderous look.

The rest of the people are much worse. Although they also carry weapons, they are all farm tools converted into simple knives, pitchforks, etc., and there is no musket or the like.

bandit!

The moment he saw this group of people, Goethe came up with this answer.

The field of vision moved slightly, and the sentinels in the village had already lit the torches.

All the young and middle-aged people in the village took action.

In the tile-roofed houses guarded by high walls in the very center of the village, more than a dozen guys with long muskets rushed out.

At the back is an old man wearing a dog fur jacket, with a pale face and narrow eyes. Beside the old man is a middle-aged man, who is similar to the people in the village. They all have dark faces, but they are a bit imposing.

According to simple memory, the latter is the family of Lao Li, a big family in the village.

In fact, the entire village has the surname Li.

We are all related.

Old Li's family made a fortune by relying on mountain products in the early years. After buying property in the city, they didn't forget about the village. A large group of young people from the village went to the city to work with Lao Li's family.

Those guys who just came out with long firearms were all locals.

And on the two sentry towers, the two sons of the old Li's family were the two sons of the old Li's family who set up the heavy weapons such as guns. One of them was the honest boy who had just delivered eggs to Goethe: Li Changhai.

Li Changhai's name was originally Li Goudan.

Lao Li made a fortune and thought that the child should be given a promising name, so he asked his husband to name him "Changhai".

The second child did not look for Mr. Li, but Lao Li came here according to his own ideas, called: Li Fugui.

"Father, it's a gangster smashing the kiln, you go back and rest first, I'll take care of these grandchildren!"

Li Changhai raised the gun in a daze, ready to give this gang a shot first.

The guy next to him carried a gun on his shoulders, so that Li Changhai could aim easily.

People in the village hated these gangsters.

On weekdays, these gangsters on the black land are smashing kilns and kidnapping tickets. After Huo Huo, they will go to Huo Huo. be fast.

And as long as there is a girl or a young daughter-in-law in the family, it will be worse than death.

A girl from Wangjiatun that Li Changhai liked before has been allotted.

Looking at the lock now, his eyes are red.

"What are you yelling about?"

"I know how to yell!"

"Do you understand the rules?"

"what!"

Lao Li already knew from his buddy that this wave of gangsters seemed to have a large number of people, but in fact there were only a dozen or so people who could fight, so he stabilized immediately, especially the last voice, which was drawn out for a long time.

Lao Li is pretending to be Lao Tzu's spectrum.

On weekdays, Lao Li likes to do this.

Now, there are distinguished guests.

Lao Li wants to do this even more.

He, Old Li, has to take up his role as a father.

However, when he saw his son Li Changhai standing there scratching his head in a daze, he immediately slapped his thigh: "Stinky boy, hurry up and squat down, showing such a big head, are you going to get shot?"

"What?"

"Do you want your father to dress you in mourning?"

During the quarrel, Lao Li picked up the snow on the ground and threw it on Li Changhai.

Li Fugui on the other end scratched his head, and a smile appeared on his brother's slightly naive face.

It's obvious.

His father beat his brother and refused to let his brother shoot.

His father didn't hit him, so he let him shoot.

You know, he had met the sister-in-law in Wangjiatun at that time, and she even wrapped two pieces of candy for him.

He gestured at his brother.

That means: Hey, look at me.

Then--

boom!

It's like firing a cannon.

Fireworks rose from the gun, and the projectiles rained down on the rushing bandits.

Thump, thump.

Four or five of the charging bandits fell down.

Seeing his younger brother shooting, Li Changhai ignored his father and pulled the trigger as well.

boom!

The bandit poured another slice.

"Hey! Brat! What are you doing?"

Lao Li yelled and cursed, but he repeatedly directed the guys around him: "Hurry up, hurry up, beat me hard, and kill these sons of bitches!"

Fight brothers, fight father and son soldiers.

The more you curse, the more nervous you are in your heart, for fear of bumping into someone.

However, on the surface, it is still stubborn.

"Mister made you laugh."

"The two bastards are used to being wild."

"I can't help it."

As Lao Li spoke, he cupped his hands to the old man wearing a dog fur jacket and with narrow eyes beside him.

Looking at this scene, the old man waved his hand like a mirror in his heart.

"It doesn't matter, Changhai and wealth are pure hearts."

What is a pure heart?

Lao Li was a little dazed, but from his tone, it should be a compliment, so he immediately surrendered again.

"I laughed, I laughed."

"Sir, you can go indoors for a while, it's too windy outside."

"These gangsters don't know what's wrong. It's supposed to be cat winter, and they came out to smash the kiln. It's probably because there is no food on the mountain. They want to open meat during the new year. The guys in our shop are all there. They can't count on what?"

Lao Li said that he greeted the old man and entered the house.

And he himself picked up two muskets and ran towards the courtyard wall in the village.

In the early years, Lao Li was a hunter in the mountains. He accidentally dug up a century-old ginseng and went to the city to buy it. After opening the shop, as soon as life improved, he asked people to buy things for the village, just like the walls of his courtyard, which were made of grass braids wrapped in big mud, with big green pigtails sandwiched inside, so they were strong and resistant to beatings , Firearms can't pierce.

However, he kept his eyes open.

It is specially used to shoot black guns outside.

Lao Li buckled one piece, quietly handed out the gun, and aimed at those who seemed to be holding guns.

Lao Li is very clear about these gangsters.

After killing the leading ones, the rest are just like him, they are all eating from the ground.

Two shots will break it up.

Therefore, it is necessary to fight the leading ones first.

boom!

As soon as the gunshot rang out, a bandit with a gun fell to the ground.

Another shot followed, and another bandit with a gun fell to the ground.

Lao Li was born as a hunter in his early years. Although he used bows and arrows back then, he now uses firearms, but the accuracy is not bad at all. In addition, the ten guys are all top-notch, so there are many people at once. Instead, the bandits were so beaten that they couldn't hold their heads up, and retreated again and again.

The old man in a shit jacket opened the door curtain and watched this scene.

Then, quietly backed away.

There was one person sitting in the room.

The black shirt with satin and wool, embroidered with gold thread, can still be seen while sitting there. The figure is thin, but the face is extremely white. It's a woman disguised as a man.

"Miss, Lijiatun can't stay anymore."

"This group of people should be the eyes and ears thrown out by the young master."

"As long as the investigation is clear, the young master's masters will come to the door."

Unlike before, the old man at this moment frowned slightly, his face full of helplessness.

"Is there no other way, Uncle Wang?"

The woman called the eldest lady had a sad look on her face.

"Gone."

"The master left the family property to you, but not to the young master. This has to be redeemed."

"And you were soft-hearted before and let the young master go, so this has become a dead end."

Uncle Wang smiled wryly.

The eldest lady bowed her head in silence.

Her father left her a huge inheritance, but she didn't leave any points for her brother. She couldn't bear it, so she gave some, but her brother wanted more. Uncle Wang planned to capture him back, and he was ready to go straight. She couldn't bear the family law, so she let her brother go quietly. As a result, who knows, she got killed. Using the money, her brother got together a gang of desperadoes and directly attacked the old houses in the city.

If Uncle Wang hadn't seen the situation quickly, she would have died long ago.

But now, it's not much better.

They were hiding in Tibet, and Uncle Wang thought of a good relationship in Lijiatun, so he came here to temporarily settle down.