Chapter 35: Give you two choices

The two big beards came from not far away talking and laughing, and they put their hands in their crotch and fiddled with them while walking.
Those women who were put on the air and did not completely lose consciousness, stared blankly ahead, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.
"Beauty, I am coming."
Just when the bandit ran forward with bare ass.
"Ah~" I felt pain in my lower body, as if I had lost something very important. The bandit looked down.
Almost fainted, his was gone! The ticking blood fell on the ground.
who is it! The bandit blocked the blur of his lower body with one hand, while roaring angrily.
He can promise, let him know who did it, and he will smash that person into pieces!
"Fourth brother, are you early..." Another bandit waiting on the side heard the cry and thought that his brother was done, he was going to come and have a look.
But I saw my fourth brother was castrated, it, a hundred li, who would dare to make trouble in Demon's Head Mountain!
"What is it."
Looking around angrily, sure enough, there was a white figure in the dark in front of him.
"It's you bastard!"
The bandit called the "Three Brothers" found Gu Zhong, lifted the machete in his hand, and walked towards the ancient master.
A sword contained endless strength and slashed at the white figure in front of him.
The figure instantly split into two halves.
"Damn, it's not cut so easily." The bandit was curious, how could his third brother be cut off by such a weak chicken.
In the next instant, the pupils of the "fourth brother" dilated, something was wrong, what was going on with the pain below?
"Ahhhhh, I am going to kill you."
It turned out that what he had just cut was only the shadow of Gu Zhong. At the moment he approached, Gu Zhong had his sword out of its sheath, cutting the second child of the bandits like mud.
"Kill this seat? It won't be possible in the next life." Chuxuejian's cold light appeared, and silently sank into the thief's chest, sucking the long sword from the thief's chest with aura.
Throwing at will, the other bandit died.
As early as when the bandits screamed, those tied to the shelf slowly regained consciousness. Seeing Gu Zhong coming from the darkness, the hand-blade thief, they seemed to see the light and the hope of harmony.
Gu Zhong took a photo with his palm, and the iron tool used to tie people on the cross was immediately cut off. Those who were imprisoned were also free.
"You are waiting here, you can go home soon."
Gu Zhong left a word, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Go home? Can you really go home?" I don't know who said first, and then everyone woke up, they were rescued, and someone came to rescue them.
"Who is that person?"
"Are they from the government?"
"Not like"
"Can he save us all by himself?"
"Perhaps..." The impersonal who has been ravaged by the bandits has long lost hope, but what if, this white-clothed man is really sent by heaven to rescue them?
Gu Zhong rode his light boots on the Demon Head Mountain and found that there was more than one place like the one just now.
They tied the names of the kidnapped villages and the wealthy businessmen who passed by on a shelf, beaten and abused them, for their entertainment.
And these rampant bandits, relying on the dangerous terrain of the Demon Mountain, arranged the stockades into small tribes, and every few houses there would be a square like the old clock saw just now.
The people on the square are the exiled people. The ancient clock in such a place has passed seven or eight places. Of course, the unlucky bandits who are going to vent on the square.
Without exception, they became the dead souls under the ancient bell sword.
However, a dozen thieves were killed at once, and soon they attracted the attention of the owner of the Demon Village.
Gu Zhong walked into the main hall of Demon Village under the supervision of two bandits.
"Which one does not have eyesight, dare to break into our Demon Village."
"Yeah, I'm impatient to live."
"Then we'll take care of it later..."
Several bandits in the temple who still don't know what happened, were talking about it without a word. But I don't know that more than a dozen bandits like them have died under Gu Zhongjian.
At this time, Gu Zhong also had a large number of thieves in the hall, most of them were three- and four-fold warriors who were not afraid of.
Right in front, a muscular man with his chest exposed was full of murderous intent. It seemed that he was undoubtedly the owner of the Demon Village.
"Big brother, I recognize him!"
The little eyes that had been kicked down the hill by Gu Zhong before came out, glaring at Gu Zhong, "Boy, I didn't bother you. You dare to take the initiative to send it to the door."
Gu Zhong looked at the little-eyed bandit calmly, his expression as if he was looking at a fool.
"What the is this look in your eyes! Look again, I dug out your eyes."
Because it was in his own territory, the little-eyed bandit was bolder.
"Haha" Gu Zhong smiled contemptuously, "You have the ability to talk about it." Naked mocking.
The bandit who became accustomed to the rampage immediately became angry, and commanded a small group of bandits next to him and said, "Chop this rampant boy into meat sauce and make it into human flesh buns to feed the dogs."
"Hahahaha, second master, I also want to try human flesh steamed buns. I wonder if steamed steamed buns made with little white-faced meat will taste better than those made by virgins."
"Try it and you will know."
So a group of bandits with fangs and claws raised their weapons and swarmed towards the ancient bell.
"A bunch of idiots..."
Immediately afterwards, the bandits only felt that the scene that appeared when they were dazzled before reappeared.
The man who was standing in front of him just now was gone. Only a fading shadow is left.
"Where are the people?" Just when the bandits were stunned, one of the bandits felt a cold neck, and subconsciously touched it. Oh, there was blood.
A brief astonishment became his last perception, and the next moment, his head fell to the ground.
One, two... The bandits fell one after another, some of them had different heads and limbs, some of their limbs were separated, and their deaths were miserable.
But compared with the people who were tied to the shelf before, this is nothing.
After a few blinking techniques, none of the bandits surrounded by Gu Zhong survived.
The smiles on the faces of the other bandits gradually solidified, and they are all... dead?
The little-eyed bandit finally felt a little scared, and shouted to the master of the demon's cottage: "Brother, what are you waiting for, our brothers are all going to die."
Seeing that none of the twenty bandits could stop Gu Zhong, he finally knew that he might only be able to subdue this kid if his eldest brother takes action.
Tan, chest, exposed, and breasted demon cottage master stood up from the stone seat with a "rub".
"Step on, step on..." He walked toward Gu Zhong with heavy steps, and the head of the ancient master felt hairy in his heart. It seemed that the old boy's muscles had been practiced.
"Give you two choices."