The bright bayonet pierced the bandit's corpse, provoked Wei Dayong's skin, and two bright red blood stains oozed out!

The two bandits roared in their throats, and the bayonet rushed forward with the body, trying to nail Wei Dayong to the wall as if he was wearing candied haws!

But who is Wei Dayong? Kung Fu is said to be the second best in the sword-drawing sword, so no one dares to be the first!

In addition, he has now become a melee soldier and his physical fitness has been improved. Not only is he strong and powerful, but he is also extremely powerful. He just took a step back and stopped his retreating body. Then he let out a low roar in his throat and pushed hard. The bandit's corpse smashed at the two bandits with huge force!

The two bandits felt like they were hit by a cow, their bodies flew out, and then staggered to the ground!

Wei Dayong rushed up, flew up and kicked one of the bandits hard.

Bang!

Crack!

A sound that made the bandit's head seemed to have been cut off and was covered with skin, drooping in a strange posture. It was obvious that Wei Dayong's cervical spine was shattered and all shattered!

If the skin and flesh had not been tough enough, I would have been apart from my body and head long ago!

This scene had a great impact on another bandit. In an instant, he cried with a "wow" sound, and his shit and urine rushed out of his trouser legs and flowed all over the floor.

This horse is such a monster. Not only did he go back to the eaves and walls, but he even took action so ruthlessly, which caused a huge psychological impact on him.

Looking at the bandits who were spitting and peeing, Wei Dayong showed disgust on his face. He obviously had no intention of letting this guy go, so he immediately walked forward to win over this guy.

"Himmer~"

When the bandits saw Wei Dayong approaching, their eyes turned pale, and they didn't breathe, and fell to the ground directly, scaring them to death!

"Pooh!"

Looking at the bandits twitching on the ground, Wei Dayong spitted heavily.

But he was focused on killing and didn't notice that there was a bandit at the scene, hiding in the corner, slowly raising his gun and aiming at him in the field!

Bang!

The sound of the Three Basin was heard, crisp and long, echoing in the narrow alleyway.

Wei Dayong shivered and heard a thud. In the dark corner, the last bandit fell to the ground!

Chen Lan slowly walked up with a 38-large cover.

Obviously it was her who killed the last bandit hidden in the darkness who wanted to kill Wei Dayong!

Wei Dayong was still scared and immediately felt grateful to Chen Lan, but he opened his mouth and said nothing.

He has always been very conceited. He was very grateful to Chen Lan, but he couldn't help but say thank you to Chen Lan.

Seeing that all the bandits had been eliminated, Chen Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and then found several Yousan rifle bullets. Looking at Wei Dayong who was in a daze, he said loudly:

"What are you doing while standing there!"

Wei Dayong reacted in an instant, picked up a handful of 38 large covers, followed Chen Lan's footsteps, and ran towards the stage yard.

...

In the stage yard, the bobcat was holding a crooked handle and shooting wildly, and villagers kept falling down.

He naturally heard intermittent gunfire sounds from the direction of Old Man Zhang's house. He knew that something was wrong, and he was probably not the farm rescue associations in other villages or the armed forces teams, so his crooked hands shot even more fiercely.

"Haha, mom! Even if the Heavenly King comes today, I can't save you even if I come!"

The leopard was already a little crazy. He surrounded the villagers with more than ten bandits, slowly gathered them together, and vowed to kill them all.

If Zhang Dayou hadn't led the villagers out of the stage yard in advance, they would have been all dead at this moment.

Even so, the leopard and the bandits surrounded the villagers in the courtyards of several private houses.

Fortunately, when Zhang Dayou and the villagers escaped, they seized the 38th bulwarks of three bandits and attacked the slowly approaching bandits.

The bandits' shooting skills are not satisfactory, and the militias from the Farm Rescue Association are even worse. They have never touched the spear before and can't shoot them accurately.

Although they had fired muskets in the past, the muskets and the Japanese 38th cover were completely different. The dark light and in panic, they were completely inaccurate.

Even Zhang Dayou, who had received a little training, was completely unable to defeat the bandits by relying on his blindness.

A militia from the peasant rescue association poked his head out and shot a bandit nearby.

I don’t know if it was a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse or something, but the bandit was shot and fell straight down!

"Damn, I hit it!"

The militia stood up excitedly.

"Mom, it's a slap!"

The bobcat gritted his teeth, then raised his crooked hand and thrust into the militia standing up!

Da da da da da!

Several bullets instantly hit the militia and penetrated through it.

"Dog!"

Zhang Dayou shouted sadly and saw a militia named Gouzi falling straight down, and the sadness on his face became even stronger.

"Haha, boys, have you seen it? Just like I'm beating like this!" The bobcat showed a bloodthirsty smile on his fierce face.

"The Second Master is mighty!"

"Second Master!"

“…”

"Second Master! Second Master! No, the Eighth Route Army has called!"

At this moment, the dog-headed military advisor was anxious and staggered back.

His face was broken by the splattered stones, and his face was stained with scarlet blood, looking particularly embarrassed.

Hearing his words, all the bandits present suddenly felt like they fell into an ice cave, and their souls were all rising.

Good, they were killed by the Eighth Route Army this morning and were abandoned by the armor and escaped from the sky.

As the saying goes, once they are bitten by snakes, they are afraid of the ropes for ten years. Besides, they have not been killed by the Eighth Route Army for ten years. Most of the people killed by the Eighth Route Army are today, so they are still quite afraid of the Eighth Route Army. At this moment, they hear that the Eighth Route Army actually came, and they all became anxious and panicked.

The leopard looked at the restless bandits and wanted to slap the dog-headed military advisor.

"Mom, you can see clearly. Is it really the Eighth Route Army?"

The leopard face was as deep as water, his back was facing the fire, his face was in a dark place, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Doghead Military felt the leopard's hostility, and his heart tightened, and he was timid and quickly changed his words:

"It seems to be the Eighth Route Army, but it seems not..."

"Mom, is that right?" Bobcat shouted.

"No...no!" The dog-headed military advisor responded.

"How many people have come?".

The Dog-headed Military Advisor said hesitantly:

"It seems...it seems...it's two...two or three..."

"What, two or three!"

The bobcat deliberately raised his tone, for fear that others would not hear it. The muscles on his face twitched slightly and cursed:

"Mom, two or three of you scared you into such a bear?"

"What a fucking waste!"

Immediately afterwards, the bobcat turned his head and shouted to the bandits beside him:
Chapter completed!