: 16. There will be wine, and the glass will not stop!

　　 "Are you worthy?"
　　The leader of the bandit fell, and there were laughter from the bandits all around.
Yes,
　　 A dead old man stepping into the coffin with one foot,
　　Two six-year-olds who are going to school,
　　 facing them more than forty powerful thieves,
　　What do you use to fight and what do you use to fight?
　　The thieves all live a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife. It is rare to encounter this kind of fun, and taunt Yang Ming's incompetence.
　　 "Which village is this kid from, so stupid, so naive!"
　　 "I like that he can't see us, but he can't kill us."
　　 "Little doll, you didn't even grow hair, have you seen a spear, can you afford it?"
　　 The color of this thief immediately caused the thieves to laugh.
　　The cynicism of the bandits did not shake Yang Ming's fighting spirit.
　　Yang Ming is holding a sword and a gun. He is like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time. The star eyes are cold light Ling, like a cold knife, like ice, like looking at the dead.
　　 Yang Ming's pupils showed a crazy red light, and the three hook jade slowly rotated.
　　 Suddenly, Yang Ming's volcano erupted suddenly, the hot lava was shocking!
"kill!"
　　 A hoarse low drink burst from the depth of Yang Ming's throat, a little cold awn arrived first, and then shot like a dragon, before the leader of the bandit hadn't responded, he shot at his throat!
　　At the same time, Tang San also attacked and attacked the other bandits.
　　 Although the leader of the mountain thief has no soul power, he is also a veteran with a lot of battle.
　　Although the consciousness did not respond, the body's instincts took a step first, and then stepped back, his head slightly raised, and the sharp tip of the gun was dangerously and dangerously wiped from the tip of his nose, bringing a touch of blood.
　　 touched the tip of his nose, and the thick blood fell on his fingertips.
　　 The leader of the bandit was amazed, and then suddenly furious.
　　 "Stinky devil, you are looking for death!"
The leader of the bandit was furious, and the sixty-pound heavy mountain knife in his hand was like an arm call, and he was waving cold and cold. The cold wind was approaching Yang Ming, and he was about to cut Yang Ming's head off, old Jack His breath almost choked, and his heart was so tense that he raised his eyes.
　　 said it was too late, then it was fast!
　　In front of San Gouyu's writing wheel, the leader of the bandit was as slow as a snail. Yang Ming's mouth sneered with a murderous sneer, and he walked around with ghosts, his figure flickered left and right, and suddenly disappeared under the blade.
"what!"
　　 The machete fell through, the leader of the bandit couldn't hold back, the mountain knife was cut on the ground, the blade was stuck in the gap, and it could not be pulled out for a while.
　　 "What about people?"
　　Yang Ming appeared behind the head of the bandit, as if death sent out a spy of death, he breathed gently in his ear:
"I'm here!"
　　 The pupil of the mountain thief's head suddenly shrank into a needle, but this time, even if his body's instinctive reaction was faster, it would be faster than Yang Ming's sword.
　　Sword name mysterious sword, a killer knife dedicated to murder!
　　The blade is extremely sharp, and the half-armor of the bandit leader is as thin as paper in front of the murder knife, and is directly stabbed.
　　The white knife comes in, and the red knife comes out.
　　 The blood on the tip of the knife was stained with blood from the heart, Yang Ming pulled out the knife, and the muscles shrank and contracted, a splash of blood was splashed on Yang Ming's face, setting him off like a devil killed in purgatory!
　　Although this was Yang Ming’s first murder, he attacked with anger, only shaking his hand at the beginning, and then calmed down.
　　Because of the actual situation, he cannot tolerate any abnormalities.
A blood-stained baby turned to other thieves approaching, and a pair of blood eyes revealed a cold and throbbing cold light. Even these murderous thieves, under Yang Ming's compulsion, could not stand After staying in the place for a while, he became angry and angered, and he rushed up, wanting to stab Yang Ming in thousands!
　　Yang Ming sticks out his tongue and licks the blood flowing to his mouth.
　　 The taste of blood is uncomfortable, very astringent, very bitter.
　　 But the taste of the hand-edge enemy is sweet and sweet like dew.
　　At this moment, in this noisy battlefield, Yang Ming's heart was unprecedentedly calmer than a bandit who was taller than himself, more burly than himself, and more fierce than himself.
　　Because there is no one to rely on behind him!
　　 Only fight, only kill, in this adversity, to kill a path!
　　 Relentless charge!
　　 The gun shuddered, Yang Ming fired a shot on the ground, and the whole person jumped like a flying swallow.
Watching Yang Ming fall through a beautiful arc in the sky, the thieves did not have a trace of fear, and even felt a little ridiculous, thinking that Yang Ming was juggling, his mouth flicking, and was about to laugh at his unconsciousness. Measure.
　　 But at the next moment, a ray of thunder fell like a sunny day, with Yang Ming as the center, and a layer of air waves was set off on all sides.
　　 Soon, the thieves around could not laugh, and even looked horrified!
　　Because they suddenly found that they could not help but leave their feet off the ground and their bodies off the ground!
　　 Yang Ming rushed directly into the bandits with a gun and a sword.
Under the Dragon of Broken Clouds, all three shots were in one position. Yang Ming's cold face had just hit the eyes of a thief, and he saw several gun flowers coming head-on, and then there was a pain in his chest. A deep hole in the eyes, the heart in the body has been broken into meat residue!
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　　Gun is a life-threatening gun.
　　 Sword is the sword that takes the lead of the enemy!
　　 And the person holding the gun sword is only a half-old child!
　　 This scene deeply shakes the heart of old Jack.
　　 Old Jack opened his mouth like a koi carp, and was even able to swallow a whole salted duck egg!
　　Although Jack had made a strict exercise plan for Yang Ming, although he had imagined Yang Ming was already strong, he never thought that Yang Ming would be so strong!
　　Kill ten people in one step without leaving for thousands of miles!
What Yang Ming has passed is actually a combination of no one, one sword, one shot, one person died. The thick blood has dyed his clean white clothes into blood, and it is not clear whether this is Not the original color.
　　After Yang Ming killed fifteen thieves in succession, the other thieves finally realized that this little boy who was originally dispensable in their eyes was enough to decide their destiny.
　　 Other bandits came to their senses, some people turned their horses, determined to crush Yang Ming with the momentum of riding, and some people took out crossbows and aimed at Yang Ming from a distance.
　　 The situation is not optimistic!
　　In face of all this, Yang Mingfei not only did not have a hint of timidity, but instead returned to the carriage, took out a jar of rice wine brewed by old Jack from the carriage, opened the lid, and raised his head to drink.
　　The cold rice wine poured into the throat, and then there was a hot taste, Yang Ming suddenly felt proud in his heart:
　　 "Will drink, don't stop drinking!"
　　 "A song with Junge, please listen to me for me!"
　　 (Do not be too tangled with the terms of swords and swords, because the idioms and words in some scenes need to be used. They are too harsh, but they are not beautiful.)