At this moment, the small mountain village had become a scene of hell.
There are corpses lying on the ground all over the village, including old people, children, and middle-aged people with quick hands and feet. Each of them has a look of horror on his face, and his death state is very miserable. Each of them is dressed in ordinary clothes, dressed as a poor man.
But now they were all dead, and all the corpses were covered in blood. The bright red blood even dyed the surrounding ground a shocking brown-red color.
Forty or fifty gangsters with fierce eyes and steel knives in their hands shuttled through every villager's house, constantly plundering the belongings accumulated by the mountain people. Occasionally, they found some scattered silver coins, and they laughed wildly, and then lit a candle.
Set fire to the courtyard of this house.
At this moment, the road leading from the village to the depths of the mountain was already crowded with fleeing villagers, most of whom were women and children, and mixed with a few young men holding hoes behind them.
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But no matter how strong they were, they were by nature pure and kind. They had never encountered bandits who robbed, killed, or set fires in their lives, so they were all frightened and panicked.
The cries of children, the shouts of women, and the frightened yells and curses of adults are all mixed together, making people upset, angry, fearful and desperate.
"Kill them all, burn them all, rob them all!" A bandit who looked like a leader stood on a high place, holding a steel knife in his hand and shouting crazily, irritating his men's eyes to turn red and howling.
"After doing this, our village will put up a signboard! Follow me from now on, and you will have something to drink!"
He shouted loudly, suddenly waved the steel knife in his hand, pointed it at the fleeing villagers, and shouted: "Hu Dazhong, Hu Er, Hu San, kill those people who escaped, no one will be left alive!"
"yes!"
"Okay!"
"Kill them!"
The three tough gangsters with burly bodies and sinewy faces loudly accepted their orders, but they landed unhurriedly on the backs of the panicked villagers who were fleeing. They seemed to lift up the steel knives lightly, and when they struck down with the knives, they were indeed extremely cruel.
The fall of the knife was accompanied by a scream, and blood spattered for a while. Broken limbs and broken arms continued to fall to the ground, and people continued to fall to the ground with despairing and panic-stricken eyes, dying unwillingly.
But the three ruthless gangsters kept letting out bursts of strange laughter, showing that the murderers were filled with brutal mania.
These three gangsters were experienced and refused to pursue them quickly. Instead, they caused massacres from behind. This made the fleeing villagers in front of them even more frightened. Many people were fighting each other, and some even collapsed on the ground.
My relatives couldn't pull me back no matter how hard I tried.
The person running at the front was a woman in her thirties, who was the old woman's daughter-in-law. She was holding a little girl of two or three years old in her arms and running forward as hard as she could.
The child in her arms was sleeping soundly, but the woman was so frightened that her face turned pale with tears streaming down her face, and she was panting. Her bun was already in disarray, her legs were weak, and she would almost fall down at the next step.
But holding the child in her arms stimulated her and made her grit her teeth and persist.
But at this moment, the miserable screams of the villagers behind her before they died were getting closer and closer, and the strange screams of the three gangsters were getting louder and louder, as if they were behind her. This huge fear finally broke her heartstrings.
The tension broke, his feet went soft, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"Bang!"
The woman's feet weakened, her body lost control, and she hit a raised stone on the roadside. The sharp stone point suddenly penetrated into her head. The poor woman even hummed, and she was already dripping with blood, and her pupils were wide open.
The vitality gradually dissipated.
But until she died, she still held her child in her arms, letting her lie firmly in her mother's arms.
This is the last protection a mother can give her children.
"Jiajia, this little girl died early and didn't let the brothers enjoy it."
"This little girl is quite charming. I heard she is the girl of Zhang Long, the handler of Pegasus Escort Agency. His mother was hacked to death by me."
"What about the secret agent of the Pegasus Escort Agency? Even if their chief escort comes and we hide in the mountains, what can he do to us?"
At this time, the three fierce bandits had killed all the fleeing villagers and were standing next to the missing woman, shouting happily.
Fortunately, the young woman was sleeping soundly in her arms, and she had no idea that her mother had passed away. She huddled between her mother's arms and the grass and slept soundly.
If she wakes up and cries loudly, I'm afraid three gangsters will kill her with a knife.
"The thief shall die!"
Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded, startling the three gangsters.
"The voice doesn't sound like an adult, I'm afraid he's only seventeen or eighteen years old!"
"Haha, you young boy, let's go back and take a look!"
"Yeah, yeah, let's see what kind of little guy he is. If he catches up, I'll chop him with a knife!"
The three gangsters laughed, put the steel knives on their shoulders, and strode towards the village.
At this time, Feng Zhou had already rushed into the village. Without even looking at the dozen mules parked at the entrance of the village, he punched a bandit carrying belongings.
The bandit carried a piece of cloth on his shoulders and two chickens in his left hand. Although he held a knife in his right hand, it was held upside down. When he realized that Feng Zhou was punching him, he had no time to react.
"What……"
Before he could scream, Feng Zhou punched him on the bridge of his nose, driving his nose directly into his head. Before he could scream, he was already dead and his whole body flew far away.
Feng Zhou had already snatched the steel knife from his hand, put Xiaohu down, and told him to hide. He continued to run forward, and when he arrived in front of a gangster, he waved the steel knife in his hand, and a head flew into the air.
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After killing the gangster, he walked back and forth in the village with a steel knife in his hand, and whenever he saw a gangster, he would strike with the knife.
He had strong inner strength, extremely fast body skills, and he used the Bagua knife. He cut off the head of a bandit with each stroke of the knife. In just a few breaths, he cut off the heads of a dozen people.
After cutting off the heads of two more people, the group of bandits had already reacted. As the bandit leader standing on a high place roared repeatedly, the bandits had gathered together and were ready to deal with this guy who suddenly appeared.
Although the bandit leader saw that Feng Zhou was very skilled and had sharp swordsmanship, he was not afraid because of the large number of people here and his own accomplishments.
The leader picked up the steel knife, pointed at Feng Zhou and cursed with a smile: "Where did the little baby come from? The baby has not yet weaned off its breasts. How dare you come to Grandpa's place for entertainment? I'm so impatient!"
"Haha, this guy has pretty features, I just like this look!"
"This little kid is still young, but he is quite courageous. Why not join our Feihu Village, where you will be guaranteed to have a good time and drink spicy food!"
Feng Zhou sneered and said, "I won't stop until I kill all of you bandits!"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward quickly and slashed at the leader with a knife. The force of the knife was as sharp as thunder on the ground.
The bandit leader relied on his own skills and hurriedly waved his sword to meet him. Unexpectedly, the two swords collided with each other, and a strong force hit him. The bandit leader felt numb in the tiger's mouth, his arms were shaking, his chest was tight, and his feet were kicking.
I took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. I couldn't help but shout "Ouch!" and I was shocked.
But Feng Zhou did not continue the attack. Instead, he slashed with his sword and chopped off the head of another bandit.
"Tsk!" The bandit's blood spurted out from his neck, reaching a height of more than a foot.
When the other bandits saw it, their faces changed drastically, their eyes showed a look of horror, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But Feng Zhou couldn't stop, and after slashing two bandits one after another, he turned around again and struck the leader with the same knife.
The leader had regained his composure at this time, gritted his teeth, gathered strength, and struck with the same sword.
There was a "clang" sound, and the bandit leader went numb again, his arms shook, and his chest felt tight. Once again he couldn't stop kicking and stepped back a few steps, and then fell to the ground.
However, Feng Zhou still did not continue the attack. Instead, he turned around and counterattacked. He swung the steel knife in his hand and chopped off the heads of three or five bandits in one breath.
In fact, with his martial arts, it was easy to kill the bandit leader. He deliberately fought with the bandit leader, making him feel uncomfortable with every blow, and then took advantage of the situation to kill other bandits. His purpose was to kill all the bandits.
Annihilate.
If the bandit leader is injured and the rest of the bandits break up and flee in all directions, it will be difficult to pursue them.
At this time, only seven or eight of the fifty bandits were left, and the three bandits who were chasing the fleeing villagers had returned. Upon seeing this, they shouted loudly and jumped forward. When they arrived in front of Feng Zhou, one of them suddenly jumped up
, the two outside were slashing from different directions, their swords were fierce and coordinated with each other, as if the swords were like a net in an instant, covering Feng Zhou.
At this time, the bandit leader also reacted, roared, turned around and ran away.
"The three brothers of the Hu family have the most powerful swords. An ordinary martial artist will be trapped for a moment, let alone a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old! As long as they entangle for a moment, I can take the opportunity to escape!"
It was too late, but soon, when the bandit leader ran out five or six steps, the wind roared from behind, and with three snaps, three heads fell at his feet.
The bandit leader took one look, and instantly felt a chill in his heart, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Those three heads were clearly those of the Hu brothers.
"I……"
He uttered a word with difficulty, and suddenly there was a flash of cold light, and the scenery in front of him changed. He was like a flying bird. He saw that the whole village was devastated and fireworks were billowing. All his men fell to the ground, and their heads moved around. Only the one who suddenly appeared
The young man was looking at him coldly.
"Strange, why do I appear in the sky..."
This was his last thought...
When the head of the bandit leader fell from mid-air, several other bandits had already been killed by Feng Zhou. Feng Zhou didn't even want to look at them, so he turned around to check if there were anyone alive in the village.
But the more I looked at it, the more congested I became.
There were stumps of limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the figures of villagers everywhere were staring blankly at death. These abominable bandits had lost their humanity and were completely reduced to beasts. They killed and set fire unscrupulously, and the entire village was almost destroyed.
At this time, some villagers who had hid deeply crawled out of their hiding places one after another, with tears streaming down their faces, while searching for the figures of their relatives.