Chen Mo had a bloody sack on his waist and was surrounded by a group of people in a room.
The scene just now was too bloody. Everyone looked at the cold-eyed young man in front of them, killing their boss right in front of them, and then calmly finished the rest.
The blood dripping from the rag bag is dripping on the ground just like the raindrops dripping from the eaves outside.
Chen Mo glanced at the people inside and outside the house. There were at least thirty or forty people at least. At this time, they were also staring at him. Why were there a few people in the first realm across from him? No matter how powerful he was, he could not kill them all safely.
No, there is no need. There is only one thing I promise Thirteenth Mother.
Chen Mo held the broken blade in his right hand, put the broken blade in the back position, and held the long knife in his left hand, with the tip of the knife pointing to the ground. He took a step, and the sound of footsteps sounded like the sound in the sky from time to time.
The muffled thunder shook everyone's minds.
When Chen Mo took a step, everyone took a step back. However, the people behind him didn't move because they didn't know the situation, so there was a crowding phenomenon.
"Kill him and avenge the boss. Whoever can kill him will be our boss from now on!"
I don't know who shouted, and the crowd suddenly became furious. The people in front had seen the young man's ruthlessness and methods, while the people behind only saw that the boss was dead, in the hands of a young man. One wanted to retreat because of fear, and the other
Because of those words, my eyes were red and I had to squeeze them in.
After all, the people in the front are only a minority, and they are squeezed out by the people in the back as if they want to avenge the boss.
"kill!"
Gritting their teeth, the people in front stopped retreating, picked up the tables and chairs that were scattered on the ground, and threw them towards Chen Mo. At this time, they wanted to curse themselves: If you knew it, you would have brought this guy here with you.
Broken tables, chairs and benches were thrown towards Chen Mo. The long knife in his left hand waved out a dazzling knife pattern, and Yiyi cut those things open like fruits.
After cutting the first wave of debris, the long knife drew a semicircle in front of him, making everyone scream in fright. They could only take half a step back. It was this half step that made them do it at the gate of hell.
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Pushing those people back with one step, Chen Mo turned around and immediately ran to the back hall. Since people could live there, there must be boat owners and the like.
Sure enough, there was a room in the back hall, the door was still open, and the decoration of the room was quite simple. When you entered the door, you saw a round table with a pot of wine, an empty wine glass, and a sheathed sword.
Placed horizontally on the table, this knife should be the tone of the person who fought with me just now. Fortunately, he didn't wear it with him, otherwise he would have to spend more effort.
Chen Mo had no intention of taking advantage of the situation, so he aimed at the slightly opened window and plunged out.
"Quick, don't let him run away!" The people who were a little slower shouted hurriedly, and then chased him out from other exits. Those who had not taken weapons before and were in messy clothes also had time to straighten up and chased out.
Chen Mo entered the mountain forest like a fish entering the sea, shuttled through the mountains, and quickly put a distance away from the pursuers behind him.
The heavy fog surrounding the mountains and forests was dissipated by the pattering rain. It also diluted the raindrops dripping from the sack on Chen Mo's waist, making it more difficult for the pursuers to track him.
After a while, unwilling roars and curses came from the forest.
"His grandma, don't hide if you have the guts. Since you are so capable, do you dare to show up and fight with grandpa!" A muscular bandit yelled and cursed with the support of his brothers around him. If it were him, he would not dare to do this.
Do it, after all, that person can kill you to see it, and you are not more capable than the boss.
"I know you're here, don't fucking disgrace our Black Tiger Mountain bandits."
"He's not from Black Tiger Mountain, is he?" a companion reminded in a low voice.
"Get the hell out of here." The big man kicked the man away.
The real person waited for a while, but saw no response, so he looked in one direction again.
After a while, at the place where the bandits were shouting and cursing, a thin figure crawled out among the piles of dead leaves. It was quiet and only the sound of rain hitting banana trees made him look like a man who was lost in the forest, slowly.
Walking.
On the commercial road in Black Tiger Mountain, another team was marching on the road. After paying for the tea, they still did not relax their nervous mood. Although they heard that the big bandits here seldom appeared during this period, they still would
There are some little thieves here and there.
The raincoat was a bit heavy from the continuous rain, and the bamboo hat was a bit low. The horse's big nose was snorting a pale white breath, and it was walking hard on the road that was very muddy after being washed by the rain, pulling heavy cargo.
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Suddenly a figure jumped out of the woods beside the road and stopped in the middle of the road, startling everyone. The man at the head of the convoy was the first to pull out his knife and looked at the person blocking the road. The person who came was a thin guy.
He was facing himself sideways with a long knife in his hand, and there seemed to be a short knife on his lower back. He couldn't see clearly through the rain. There was also a linen bag with something on his waist. His posture was as cool as it could be.
How chic.
The man at the head of the motorcade looked at him and the surrounding woods. Just when he wanted to speak, the man blocking the road just glanced at him and disappeared on the other side of the road. This made the man at the head dumbfounded.
"Hey, what's this about the bandits in Black Tiger Mountain? They put on such a cool posture and did nothing. They just ran away without even saying anything nice that I drove this mountain and planted this tree. What the hell is that?"
A proud and disdainful female voice rode up to the leading man.
"Okay, don't be careless. Maybe he's just a person here to find out. I think not far ahead is where their large army is ambushing."
"So what, from a young man like this, you can see that those scum are not that good either. Hmm, why do you have to pay for tea in that small town? From my point of view, it's okay not to pay."
"Okay, don't comment on things you don't know and keep going."
The convoy set off again, and the man was still thinking about the boy who suddenly appeared. The scarlet color of the linen bag made him feel that the matter was not that simple.
After Chen Mo met the convoy by chance, he continued walking in the direction of the village.
Now he is not worried at all that those people will come after him. It is estimated that there is already a mess over there, and it is good if there is no internal strife.
While walking, Chen Mo stopped in a small valley and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife.
"come out."
Chen Mo shouted in a low voice. Just now, a slight strange sound made him stop.
No one answered.
Chen Mo didn't make any move. Both the ambusher and Chen Mo were patiently waiting for the other party to strike first. Chen Mo didn't know the number of people on the other side, and he didn't know if he had fallen into the other side's ambush. He was even more confused about how they would know if it was an ambush.
Pass by here.
After a while, the strange noise appeared again. Chen Mo flew out the broken blade without hesitation and threw it in the direction he thought. He wanted to judge what the current situation was like and whether someone was really planning to ambush.
Own.
The broken blade sank into the jungle, and with a "dang" sound, it was quickly knocked away by the lurking person, and an injured man appeared in front of Chen Mo.
Stubborn Niu escaped from Thirteenth Niang with a narrow escape. Although he left his two brothers behind, he still had no ability to fight against Thirteenth Niang in that situation. A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. As for how he can survive in Tenth Niang in the future.
Sanniang made mistakes under pressure, that was something in the future. Besides, there was Xiaoyazhai, a headless mountain, and he just happened to go and devour it, and his mother-in-law also took it away: Lao Wa, your mother-in-law, I
I will take good care of it for you. Sooner or later, your ugly brothers will avenge you, and of course, Brother Lu.
From Zui Niu's point of view, neither of them would survive.
After receiving a blow from Thirteen Niang, he really felt uncomfortable. His true energy was in chaos and his energy was unstable. He was vomiting blood while running away. At this time, he was somewhat impressed that the Painted Tiger didn't survive such a strong blow.
He died immediately. It seemed that they were both in the second realm, and the strength of the flower-faced tiger was a bit higher than theirs.
After running away for a long time, and seeing that no one was chasing him, he found a place under a denser branch to hide from the rain and rest for a while. But as soon as he sat down, he seemed to hear something moving. He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe, but he accidentally let out a breath.
A poisonous insect made a small noise and was noticed by the man. He secretly cursed that he should die and was never born again.
The next time he made a sound was even more unforeseen. This time, before he could curse the mouse secretly, he heard a blast of wind coming towards him.
Not caring about so much, he just drew his knife and knocked away the attacking object.
He picked out a hiding place and took a closer look. He saw that it was a young man, not the thirteenth mother he was afraid of, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the Black Tiger Mountain Range, and he knows everyone who threatens him. Obviously, this person is not one of them.
The young man was carrying a long knife. He was soaked all over, his face was still wet, his clothes were in tatters, and some places were red. He had obviously received injuries. It seemed that he was a guy who was running for his life. There was still something on his waist.
A bulging sack, I don't know what it is, but it doesn't matter anymore, such a person poses no threat to him.
"Little brother..." He just wanted to politely say that this was a misunderstanding, and then let it go. He didn't want to get into trouble, but he suddenly thought of a person, held the long knife in his hand, looked at him with squinted eyes, and said:
"Are you coming from Dadao Mountain?"
Chen Mo looked at the man who jumped out and soon knew who he was. He swung the knife in his hand and shook off the rainwater on the blade. He looked at him and said lightly: "Are you a stubborn cow or an old man?"
"It's not important anymore." Chen Mo continued. "It's the same for everyone. They are all wanted by Thirteenth Mother. It seems that you escaped, so take your head back, maybe..."
Chen Mo was still thinking about increasing his bargaining chip at this time.
"Then let's see if you have this ability!"
Another fierce battle broke out in the rainy jungle.