The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

Just in front of Ma Daoye and his carriage, several figures appeared, each wearing black clothes, holding a big knife in their hands, and covering their mouths and noses with the same black cloth.

"Master! Are these strong men?" Long Baoer was sitting next to Ma Daoye and stood up instantly when he saw these people.

Judging from the expression on that little face, he looked quite excited.

Long Baoer wasn't excited when he saw the bad guys, but mainly because he saw how these people were dressed.

This was the first time she had seen someone dressed like this, which was a bit strange and interesting.

And she saw some golden light from these people.

Now Long Baoer already knows what this kind of light represents.

It means gold.

Like my grandmother, her body is so gleaming with gold that it can blind people's eyes.

The Holy Emperor, the Empress, and her prince brother also have the same light, and they are not inferior to their grandmother.

And these people all have purple light on their bodies.

This purple light, Long Baoer also heard her master tell her, represents merit.

Such rich and meritorious people are good people.

If they weren't rich, they would still take care of the people.

It is when you do good deeds that you gain merit, protection, and money.

The two complement each other, just look at the purple light and purple energy, and the golden light and golden energy.

But these people in front of them have a faint golden light, which means they are rich. But at the same time, they still have a dark energy about them.

After Long Baoer looked at several people carefully, his little eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"You are not good people!" Long Baoer pointed at the people opposite and said.

In fact, she still has little understanding of whether strong people are strong or not.

But when she saw the black color, she knew immediately that these people were bad people.

Black also has two different interpretations.

One is when a person is about to die, has a serious illness and has reached the end of his life, this black color will appear on his body.

However, the black energy on a dying person is relatively light, which gradually evolves from the gray energy of illness.

Another kind of black is when this person has done evil things.

Murder and arson are, in short, something that cannot be tolerated by nature.

The black energy in this kind of person is very strong, like the bottom of a black pot in the kitchen, so strong that it cannot be dissolved.

This is what happened to the people in front of me, although their black auras vary in depth.

"Long Bao'er?" Ma Daoye quickly hugged Long Bao'er, fearing that the little girl would fall.

"Master, these people are bad people, they killed people!" Long Baoer continued.

"Master knows." Ma Daoye was not surprised at all. They had robbed homes, killed people and set fires. The lives of these people must have been many.

However, since Wu was in front of him today, let them settle the account together, which can be regarded as a few of them getting rid of the violence.

"The little girl is smart and knows that we are all bad people." The big man at the head laughed loudly.

Several people behind him even laughed weirdly.

Both Ma Daoye and Long Baoer in his arms had speechless expressions on their faces.

Looking at the angry little face of his little apprentice, Master Ma smiled unconsciously and stretched out his hand to pinch them, "Bao'er, if you're not angry, how do you want Master to deal with them?"

"They are all going to die." Long Baoer cut off their chance of survival with one word. "But they have a lot of money, and it takes them to find it."

Ma Daoye understood instantly.

"Boys, it's time for you to take action. Remember to leave one alive."

"Yes!" Bingzi responded loudly and glanced at the other two brothers. The three of them instantly had a tacit understanding of their stance and drew the long knife from their backs.

As soon as I saw the three people standing like this, I knew there was a simple formation. Seeing the long knives drawn by the three men again, the leader opposite was instantly stunned.

"You, you are..."

This kind of long knife is called the Ma Dao.

It is the most commonly used weapon by Xue Jiajun.

You can fight immediately, and the long sword and long handle are the weapons of war.

If you accidentally fall under the horse, that's no problem.

The blade and handle of this long knife can be separated and can be turned into a melee weapon, especially suitable for chopping horse legs.

Cutting off the horse's head from above and cutting the legs from below, the horse-cutting sword lives up to its name.

Anyone with a little knowledge can recognize this kind of knife. Although other generals have begun to promote this kind of knife in their armies, you can see that there is a formation at the foot and a horse-cutting sword in the hand...

That must be Xue Jiajun.

Thinking of the Xue family's army being invincible and invincible, several people could no longer hold the machetes in their hands.

A thin man with a scarred face and triangular eyes next to him gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, if it is really Xue Jiajun, how come there are only so many people, and there is an old man and a child with him?"

As soon as he said this, the people next to him seemed to wake up, "Yes, this must be them pretending to be Xue Jiajun, just to confuse people and scare us away!"

After the gangsters finished talking, the gang leader seemed to have figured it out, "So that's it, I was almost deceived by them. With such careful planning, I must have a lot of money with me. Come on!"

Several people rushed up desperately.

There was no need to curse or take action. Bingzi and the three of them alone were one against ten on the battlefield, not to mention the rabble in front of them.

Just here to deliver food.

It was just three times five divided by two, and he was chopped to the ground.

The man with triangular eyes saw that the situation was bad and wanted to run away. Ma Daoye was feeding Long Baoer red dates when he casually passed over a date core and nailed it into the opponent's temple in an instant.

With a plop, the dead body fell to the ground.

Long Baoer wanted to look back when he heard the sound, but Ma Daoye hugged him gently and stuffed another red date into his arms.

The little girl's attention was instantly taken away.

Seeing that all the gangsters were killed one by one, leaving only the frightened bandit leader being toyed with by Bingzi and others, Ma Daoye quickly reminded him, "Save one alive!"

"I almost forgot." Bingzi felt shocked, kicked the bandit leader down, and then tied him into a rice dumpling with his horse and horse.

"Don't tie him up like this. Do we brothers have to carry him all the time?"

"Oh, that's right." Bingzi untied the rope again, raised his foot and kicked the bandit leader's knee hard.

With a scream, the bandit leader became lame.