Chen Lan covered her shoulders with one hand and held a soft pistol without bullets in the other hand, standing under the big poplar tree.

Behind her, the blazing fire from several bundles of corn stalks was burning violently, setting her out like a god of war, and the folds shone brightly!

The beard of Bazi can’t believe his eyes. It was this seemingly weak female Eighth Route Army who killed his four companions!

In the eyes of the villagers, Chen Lan is the savior who fell from the sky. She appeared at the last moment to save them from water and fire!

But immediately afterwards, everyone realized that something was wrong.

If the female Eighth Route Army had a gun and bullet in her hand, she would probably have killed all the bandits present long ago. Why bother to hold on!

"Damn, the little girls from the Eighth Route Army are quite awesome, kill her!"

While retreating, he shouted at the two bandits holding guns.

Chen Lan's heart tightened.

At the critical moment, Zhang Dayou took the lead in reacting and shouted to the men around him:

"The Eighth Route Army is here to save us and kill these two bandits!"

In an instant, several men holding sticks and feces rushed up and pressed the two bandits to the ground, rubbing and beating them!

The bearded beard was quick-witted and fast-handed. When he stepped back, he had already seen a 38-large cover on the ground. At this moment, he grabbed it in his hand and aimed at Chen Lan.

He is faster, Chen Lan is faster!

In an instant, Chen Lan endured the severe pain and raised the crooked handle that had fallen to the ground by the fat bandit and pulled the trigger!

Da da da da da!

Several bullets shot out, and before the beard could pull the trigger, there were a few blood holes on his body, and he fell straight down!

On the villagers, two bandits were also beaten to death by several big men, with white, red, yellow, and green flowing all over the ground.

"Pooh!"

Many villagers spit on the bandits' bodies.

Seeing all the bandits being killed, a big stone in Chen Lan's heart finally landed on the ground. She could no longer hold on and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army!" The president of the Farmer Rescue Association was shocked and limped forward and helped Chen Lan up.

Chen Lan's body was stained with blood, her face was pale, and she was as angry as if she was in danger of life if she continued like this.

"Who will cure the injury? Save this Eighth Route Girl!" Zhang Dayou asked anxiously.

But he knew better than anyone else in the village that there was nothing else except for Mr. Zhang, a doctor.

But at this moment, Old Man Zhang was beaten by the bandits and was so angry that his life was hanging on the line. How could he cure his injuries?

...

On Wei Dayong's side, the Bobcaozi and the Dog-headed Military Advisor ran all the way out of Zhangjiawan. After identifying the direction, they plunged into the forest.

"Second Master, wait for us!"

Behind the bobboy, the voices of the other bandits came.

"Mom, these dog skin plasters do not know how to run away separately!"

The leopard cursed and ran even more happily.

He thought these little guys would delay the Eighth Route Army's pace, but he didn't expect that these guys were as greedy as he did, and when they saw him run away, they would just run away.

You said you can run away, but you still chased his tail all the way, and you couldn't even shake it off, and you yelled all the way!

The leopard really wanted to stop, intercept these little kids, and give him some big bags!

Wei Dayong was born in Shaolin Temple, and his kung fu and physical fitness are beyond the reach of ordinary people. It is naturally no problem to catch up with these bandits.

This is also thanks to these bandits who ran and shouted "Second Master and Second Master". Otherwise, it would be easy to chase and lose in the mountains and forests that were missing!

Wei Dayong caught up with the bandits, raised the 38th cover in his hand, but didn't even look at it, and shot the bandits behind him!

Bang!

In an instant, a bandit fell to the ground!

Wei Dayong is not only excellent in his kung fu, but also in his marksmanship, so in this short fifty or sixty meters, he can be said to have perfect shots!

When the other bandits saw their companions fall down, they were even more energetic than fighting with force, and they opened the distance in a flash.

Wei Dayong sneered, pulled away the snatch again, and aimed at a bandit.

Click!

There were no bullets in the gun chamber covered by the 38th large-capped gun.

Wei Dayong cursed, and then he had enough strength to catch up with the bandits, and threw the 38th hood in his hand as a javelin and suddenly!

The 38th large cover whizzed out, accurately penetrating a bandit's thigh and nailing it to the ground!

"Ah! Save me!"

The bandits nailed to the ground wailed in pain and asked for help from their companions.

Although bandits talk about the word "Yi" on weekdays, they really have reached such a state of life and death. It is true that their father and mother are married, and they all care about their own people.

Even when they saw their companions being nailed to the ground, they felt a sense of joy in their hearts of surviving disasters, thinking that this would delay the pace of the Eighth Route Army who was chasing them, and they would have more time to escape.

The bandits nailed to the ground saw that their request for help was useless. They gritted their teeth and raised the 38th cover behind them, preparing to fight with the Eighth Route Army behind them.

But Wei Dayong didn't give him this opportunity. He arrived at the moment when the bandit raised the 38th hood. The rushing figure flew up and kicked it hard on the bandit's chin.

Gaba!

The sound of bone shattering sounded, the bandits' teeth flew in one mouthful of their teeth, and their jaws were broken into several pieces. The whole person also leaned back, not knowing life and death!

Wei Dayong's figure never stopped. He grabbed the bandit's 38th bulb and continued to chase the fleeing bandits.

He pulled open the bandit's gun chamber, found that there were no bullets, and cursed:

"Grandma, no wonder this bandits didn't shoot a single shot. It turned out that there were no bullets!"

Wei Dayong scolded him, but he didn't care. Now, he had no bullets and the bandits had no bullets. It was a fair showdown!

On the side of the Bobcat, the remaining two bandits chased him and shouted in emotion as they ran:

"Second Master, I finally followed you. You can't abandon me, brother!"

The leopard's head thundered, raised the turtle box in his hand, and cursed at the feet of the bandits who chased him:

"Mom, let me lead the Eighth Route Army away! Otherwise, I will shoot you first!"

As he said that, the bobcat pulled the trigger towards the ground.

Click!

There was an empty sound from the turtle box in his hand, and there were obviously no bullets.

"Grass!"

The bobcat was furious and smashed the turtle box in his hand towards the bandit who was chasing him, but the latter avoided it.

The lynx's qi was filled with smoke, but he had no choice but to put in all his strength to get rid of these burdens.

But no matter how fast he ran, these bandits were as sticky as dog skin plaster.

Especially the Dog-Head Military Advisor, although the baskets in his crotch were lost, he burst out with 120 endurance, which was no slower than him.

Is this the reason why mule has good endurance? The bobbin is jealous.
Chapter completed!