Chapter 562: Meet each other

It’s really a mess, and the thief’s hooligans are endless.
Zhou Zhifu took a clever move.
"What thief? Where did it come?" he asked busy.
General Peng’s look is a little weird.
"What thieves don't know," he said. "It's a thief who is lucky enough to roll off the cliff and say that the fierce thief has robbed them."
The thief said that he was robbed by a thief.
Zhou Zhifu stunned.
No, no, black and black is too much.
"What kind of thief is it?" He looked nervously outside the city gate, and the figure of Miss Jun and his party could not be seen.
General Peng will shake his head.
"The thief was hurt too much. He only said this and died." He said, touching his head. "But Miss Jun should not be so unlucky to meet it."
When he said that he was arrested by Zhou Zhifu, he shrugged again.
"Maybe there is no such thief at all, it is the dying guy who is scared of slang," he said busy.
On the gate of the city, Zhou Zhifu and Peng Da will watch Miss Jun go, and a few Jin Yiwei on the roadside outside the city gate are also watching Miss Jun.
"I haven't seen Kim Daren for a long time." A Jin Yiwei said, slightly frowning. "Is it already gone?"
"Would you like to ask this lady?" said the other.
Head shook his head.
"Golden adults only let us do a favor, the rest did not tell, and we are not allowed to ask this Miss Jun," he said.
He said that this turned the horse's head.
"It is still necessary to follow the orders of Lu Daren, and it is important to find a trace of the country."
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There is no one on the road in the middle of the day, and the villages dotted not far from it are also uninhabited, and they seem to be particularly embarrassing during the winter season.
A person slowly found out in the gully on the side of the road, carefully watching the surroundings, and was photographed on the head with a slap without looking at it.
"Hey, look like you!"
A broken scorpion shouted.
"What is terrible? We are thieves, not ghosts."
As a thief, you can’t see it.
The people who were beaten shrank their heads, but they dared not say it, letting the road open and look at the stout man standing behind him.
There were more than 30 pairs of this man, and his face was a knife, which made him more embarrassed, holding two axes in his waist.
As he jumped on the road, twenty or thirty people behind him also leaped from the ravine, all of them were fierce.
"Everyone said that the prosperity of the Qingyuan House is still the same." The knife man looked at the front, his eyes flashing greed. "Sure enough, it seems to be sparsely populated, but there is no ruin."
He said to pick up his hand.
"Brothers, let's have a good winter."
The men behind him yelled and yelled.
The man who led the way was still awkward.
"Knife brother, this territory of Qingyuan House, it is said that there are thieves who specialize in killing thieves." He whispered, "Other thieves are either killed or ran."
The knife brother heard the snoring.
"What thieves specialize in killing thieves." He said, "It's nothing more than black and black."
He said that he would wave the double axe in his hand.
"I am not afraid of it, no matter whether he is a thief or a good citizen. If I meet, I will die."
The men behind him also shouted with a knife and axe.
"Walk away, look for fat sheep, open up and open." Knife said, take the first step.
Everyone is busy and busy.
The road was getting more and more happy, and even a locked door was found in a village, and there were captive chickens inside.
This shows that the owner of this house is only temporarily going out to avoid, and will come back to explore in the middle.
"This Qingyuan House is really good." The knife man shouted, "If you change to another place, you still have this feeling."
Say an axe to open the wooden door.
The men flocked in and threw the yard, but unfortunately did not find the money and rice.
There was nothing to gain from sweeping through the village, and eventually only a dozen chickens were hung on the body.
"This is a good sign." The knife man said, "An empty village can have a harvest, and we will soon encounter a fat sheep."
Everyone is excited and happy, only the man who leads the way looks uneasy, always watching carefully.
"Isn't the powerful thief you said is also legendary?" A man whispered to him. "No one has ever seen it. You don't want to sweep the boss. The boss has no good temper. Be careful. Cooked and eaten."
Because the thieves who have seen the group are dead.
Leading the man's lips moving, looking at the knife in front of the man, I thought that I saw the scene of eating human flesh. It was not white and white, and when I swallowed it, I squeezed it and raised the knife in my hand. Shouted.
When everyone was just out of the village, they heard a horseshoe rush, and a group of people came on the road.
Knife brother and others were busy stopping, and the team was busy, and it seemed to be shocked.
This is a group of eleven people, most of them are thin men in their 30s and 40s, what seems to be covered in bulging on the horseback, and there is a young woman in this group.
The eyes of Knife and his party suddenly brightened and they were surprised.
"Fat sheep!" they shouted.
"The thief!" At the same time the other party also shouted.
Their eyes seem to be bright too, and the look is also a surprise.
Surprise? Not right.
Knife brother and others groaned in the heart, it should be scared.
It must be scared.
"Brothers." The knife waved the knife in his hand.
Knife is not the same as other thieves, never telling what is intimidating.
If you are a thief, you can kill it directly, and you can’t sing and play, and say those nonsense.
"Hands."
The knife opened his mouth, but found that there was a voice than he said first.
Is it your own brethren?
No, this is a female voice.
How could it be a female voice? Misheard?
When he flashed his thoughts, he saw the opposite person sticking his belly and the horse suddenly hoofed.
Want to run?
Think of beauty, thinking that we have no way? We are the horse thief of the year!
The knife sneered, subconsciously touched the hummer rope in the waist, but the next moment he found that those people did not want to run, but rushed to them, and at the same time, like a juggling, pulled a long gun from the horse.
I go!
The knife was round and round, and the thoughts were not turned. The long gun had already reached the front, and he lost his experience in instinct. He lifted the axe.
With a bang, the shiny gun head and the axe hit a spark.
Knife felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, the axe almost fell to the ground, and the man retreated, so he escaped.
But others can be so lucky without him, and a scream is heard in his ear.
The knives only felt the scalp numb. These men rushed into front of them with their horses, and they all had long guns in their hands. They forked their brethren on the ground like a fork fish.
Twenty-four people were nailed to the ground seven or eight in the blink of an eye, while others were kicked by horses and rolled on the ground.
The screams continued again and again.
How is this going?
"It's them!"
There was a man’s scream behind him.
"That's them! They are the ones who kill thieves!"
No, really, this group of people?
And so unlucky to be met by them?
Knife in my heart.
I can't beat it, it's the cheat that has survived for so many years.
"Put it with them." He shouted and slammed the axe in his hand to the man in front of him, seemingly offensive, but turned and ran to the backward village.
As long as he ran into the village, he had a chance not to be caught by these people.
But only after three or four steps, a long gun penetrated him from behind.
The knife slowly fell to the ground and did not move.
Unfortunately, I only robbed a chicken.
The screams have gradually subsided, and the men of these horses riding their hands have fallen, and a thief has been harvested.
The man leading the way looked at the sickle in front of him, and for a moment he forgot the fear, and the corner of his eye looked at the man behind him.
A young woman on the road is still sitting on the horse, her face is soft and gentle, just like enjoying the beautiful winter scenery.
But he remembered that one, it was a female voice.
It was the soft female voice that turned them into slaughtered lambs.
It turns out that the leader of this group of thieves is a woman.
He saw it, he knew it, but he was going to die.
With a bang, the sickle cut through his neck.
The last man fell to the ground and twitched a few times.
The road was restored to silence.
"Receive the work." Miss Jun said, the horse crossed the dead body and stepped on the blood to get forward.
The men re-inserted the rifle back under the horseback and urged the horse to follow.