Xingfang shouted to the back of Third Brother Jin: "Third Brother!"
Long Zu said: "The third brother may have his own ideas. Let's not panic and stay still. The third brother will probably come back later."
Taro was on the verge of collapse. To him, everything was in danger. He even felt that the swaying crane lanterns and the cobwebs on the dome were so scary. The quieter the surroundings, the less calm he became. He was afraid that something would happen from now on. Some monster suddenly appeared somewhere else.
The people from the Celestial Dynasty who came with him didn't look very reliable either. Taro looked at their faces one by one and saw a hint of something strange in their facial features.
He picked up the knife and slowly backed away with red eyes.
Taro no longer trusts anyone. He feels that these people are monsters in human skin, and they may be trying to kill him by deceiving him.
As soon as everyone saw that something was wrong with Taro, they said to Jiro who was still calm: "Why are you still standing there? Please persuade your brother!"
"Scammer, Scammer... (Liars, you are all liars)" Taro raised his knife.
Longzu had already made preparations. If Taro made any more radical moves, he would knock him down, so that he would not hurt others with his excitement.
Taro stepped back step by step, and then he saw something moving quickly from a distance.
"Come on! Come on! Come on! The monster is here! (Come on! Come on! The monster is here!)" Taro trembled and threw the knife into the crowd. Seeing this, Long Zu quickly ducked over and continued. A long-handled knife.
Taking advantage of this moment, Taro threw out two darts from his sleeves.
"Whoa! Whoa!" The dart passed close to Xingfang's cheek, shocking everyone.
"Uh...ah..." After the dart was thrown, someone groaned and fell to the ground. Everyone turned around and saw Jin Sange fell behind. He had just returned here after running around. He was injured by the darts of Taro who was not clear-headed. The blurry and gradual figure Taro saw was none other than Jin Sange running over.
Longzu held Taro's shoulders, jumped behind him, and knocked him unconscious with his knife. Then he put Taro into Jiro's arms and said, "Watch your brother."
Jiro nodded solemnly.
"Third Brother!" Tiesheng shouted and rushed forward, tears streaming down his face. He pressed Third Brother's chest and wailed: "Third Brother! You have to hold on! Nothing will happen to you! ! If you have something wrong, Tiesheng won’t be able to explain it to others when he goes back! The sect master and my father will definitely scold me to death... Wuwuwu... You can’t die!"
"Ahem..." Brother Jin coughed twice and said in pain, "You bastard... why are you crying... I'm not dead yet, don't act like you're attending a funeral."
Fortunately among the misfortunes, Taro, who was in a state of madness, had lost his accuracy. Although both darts hit the target, one hit his thigh and the other hit his shoulder, so his life was not hurt.
"Fortunately...the fusang pig's darts are not quenched. Otherwise, a few lives would not be enough." Brother Jin endured the pain and pulled out the two darts with his bare hands.
The darts made by the Fuso warriors are different from the hidden weapons of the Celestial Dynasty. They have a special shape. They are supported by two separate rows of iron tools. Once launched and hit the target, the two rows of iron tools will bite together tightly.