The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

  The bandits are heartbroken!

   "Three masters..." Let's withdraw!

  It's a pity that he never had the chance to shout it out.

   The man who shouted "Shoot! Shoot!" just got into a stance, he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't have confidence in his aim.

   But what's the matter, the shot is over!

  Yan Laoer's iron crossbow is a sharp weapon!

  The unparalleled king of the crossbow world in this era!

  Of course, we can’t compare with the large crossbow that defends the city. With the same size, it is definitely a well-deserved leader!

   Shoot pigs to death, shoot everyone to death!

  When a blind cat meets a dead mouse, Yan's second son—he actually shoots it!

  But even he himself doesn't know this result.

  He has a sense of urgency.

  Because there are still several standing on the opposite side!

   Will this work?

   Must not!

   You have to shoot them all down to win!

  Yan Laoer yelled again, his voice was so sharp that it could pierce the sky.

   "Come closer, come closer, listen to my password." He sank into his dantian, exhausted all his strength, and shouted: "Shoot him!"

  Everyone in this village is counted as one. Who has fought with bandits?

   are all blindfolded.

  At this moment, there is only Yan Lao Er's voice.

  Do not listen to him, listen to whom.

  Even Yan Huaiwen and Yan Xiangheng, father and son, followed the rhythm of Yan's second son.

   This round is fan-shaped linkage.

   Each of them has found a good position.

   There is even that clever child who learned the squat pose without a teacher.

   This kind of double-digit siege single-digit, and the use of long-range lethal weapons is one-sided.

   It's so bullying!

  The bandits were furious in their hearts, and they wanted to rush closer with red eyes, even if they died, they would pull a back.

   Only halfway through the charge, he was shot to the ground by the swishing bamboo arrows.

  Ahhhh screaming.

  San Dangjia was covered in cold sweat.

  Thanks to him standing in the middle, the people in front helped him block the arrows.

   But arrows shot from all directions, and he was pierced several times.

  He ignored the pain, pulled out the bamboo arrow that was in the way, and turned around to run.

   "Someone is running!"

  Yan Lao Er got anxious when he heard this, and shot an arrow hastily.

  The sound is very clear.

   "Poof!"

   Shot?

   followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

   and a painful gasp.

  In Yan's second view, everyone fell down.

   He breathed a sigh of relief.

  Want to go over and see where he shot? Can't run? Most likely it's the legs?

  He obviously greeted the upper body.

   But it's not important, the key is to hit it!

  The big guy is now dazed and nervous.

  The man was shot down, and he didn’t know if he was dead or not. Then what?

  Why didn’t the second son of Yan stop directing? !

  At this time, Village Chief Luo spoke up.

   "Wrap and fence."

  Another voice that almost overlapped with his voice also shouted anxiously: "Surround them, don't let them escape!"

   Village Chief Luo was stunned, who is this?

  Uncle An is also confused, who is this?

  The two groups quickly joined forces and surrounded the bandits who fell on the ground tightly.

  When the mountain people saw the bandits who were shot into hedgehogs, they couldn't help feeling a little scared.

   Fortunately, there was no fight at the exit of the canyon, otherwise they would be the ones who were shot indiscriminately.

   "There are still alive." Village Chief Luo looked very solemn.

  He looked at Uncle An's group of mountain people, hesitant.

   I don't know if it is really a tacit understanding.

   Uncle An interpreted this glance by himself.

  The mountain bandits heard that they wanted to eat blood steamed buns, and they wanted to be with the people of Yan Eryi Village, so they had to do something to make them feel at ease.

  At least it was him. If someone saw this kind of scene, he must always worry about being stabbed out one day.

  They killed bandits, they should be killed, there is nothing wrong with that.

   People who don't know the inside story will only care, they killed people...

  Uncle An took the initiative to go over, with a serious and sincere expression: "You guys rest for a while, we are the rest!"

  The head of Luo Village was an old man, and squinted at them for a while.

   happily said: "OK!"

  The mountain people rushed up to drag people away.

  There was a messy sound of sticks not far away...

  The mountain people began to dig a hole, but no one moved on this side.

  They are still in a trance.

   Is this the end?

  They killed...killed... bandits? !

  …

   Facts have proved that Uncle An's decision is correct.

  Because of the common experience, the villagers quickly accepted these mountain people.

  The head of the village, Luo Zhang Luo, vacated two donkey carts and three carts.

  Five cars piled full of grain bags look very spectacular.

  Village head Luo stared straight at him, and asked Uncle An: "You have all this old food, why are you robbing?"

Uncle An sneered and said: "We still have to offer sacrifices to the bandits. Although these seem to be a lot, they are all our rations. There are several hills. We dare not refuse to give any one of them. The rest is not enough." Eating, I... moved my mind."

   "That's not right." Village Chief Luo said, "It won't be like that again in the future."

"Sure, tell me about Brother Luo, I felt really uncomfortable about going down the mountain, but I really took this step, thinking that I will no longer have to worry about being frightened and threatened by those gangs of killing thousands of knives, why am I so happy!" Uncle An beamed with joy.

  The mountain people have a feeling of elation.

   "Look at these idiots in our village, they haven't recovered yet." Village Chief Luo sighed.

  Uncle An looked along his hand.

  The people who participated in the mass shooting last night were indeed very silent.

   "There's nothing to be overwhelmed with. They don't know how evil those people are." Uncle An immediately saw the crux.

  They don't have this trouble.

   If they can kill bandits with their hands, they can only have fun!

   "Look at that." Village Chief Luo pointed to Yan's second son, "That one is even worse, and he screamed more happily than anyone else. I was thinking that there would be someone who could take care of it, but I didn't expect him to fall down first...

   It still has to be our talented man, look, how stable he is, unlike those brats who have never seen the world, shame on him! "

   Village Chief Luo pouted in disgust.

"Mr. Xiucai is really kind to his younger brother. He has been by his side. Yan Er...is really a little scared." Uncle An regretted a little: "It's my fault, just give him the arrow, and said how many of them were shot. where…"

   It's a big exaggeration.

   "Do you think there will be bandits ahead?" Village Chief Luo asked suddenly.

Uncle An said sternly: "I'm not trying to scare people. There are many bandits in this mountain. They are also vigilant against each other. There are often patrolling the mountain. If we move, we will definitely be found. It depends on whether they will show up. "

   Village Chief Luo nodded with a sullen face: "That's okay, these people just have little experience, just practice more."

  …

   On this side, Yan's second child has been feeling flustered.

  He knows that he is doing the right thing, very right, but he just can’t get out, and he always thinks that the arrow he shot...

  It was almost dawn at this time.

  Just wait for the last batch of mountain people to go down the mountain before they can start on the road.

  According to the usual, all these messy things must be him.

  But this time, it was Village Chief Luo, the veteran, who took charge of the overall situation.

  He has been nestling in his car, not doing anything, just in a daze.