Chapter 121: The Frightened Swordsman Outside the Pass
"Top customer!"
At a roadside restaurant, an elite member of the militia raised his head and glanced at the big man who came in. Then he continued to enjoy the ordinary-tasting food in the restaurant, without paying any attention to the group of big men who came in aggressively.
If we really want to compare the momentum, twenty elite militiamen who have seen blood on the battlefield are enough to outshine the group of tough men in front of them. In terms of strength, the combat effectiveness between the two is not on the same level. What is there to worry about?
Although this group of big men is fierce and aggressive, their behavior is directly defined as a mob. Once they get started, they are no match for the regular army.
As if he sensed something was wrong, the man in charge frowned and waved his hands: "Ignore them, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first!"
Wow…
There was a loud sound of tables, chairs and benches being moved, and dozens of tough men occupied all the remaining dining tables in the restaurant. Only one or two tables next to the elite militiamen were left empty as a buffer.
Lei Hu didn't comment on this, but he still felt uncomfortable talking and laughing.
It's a pity that Tan Sitong did not have this determination and confidence. He often spoke absent-mindedly and often made mistakes, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the big men.
"What, Brother Tan knows these guys?"
Lowering his voice, Lei Hu asked curiously: "They're just a bunch of gangsters. Brother Tan, there's really no need to worry, they can't stir up trouble yet!"
"I grabbed them, and they seemed to be swordsmen from outside the customs!"
Regarding Lei Hu's confidence, Tan Sitong didn't listen at all. He looked ugly and lowered his voice and said: "These guys are not easy to deal with. Brother Lei, please be careful!"
Tsk!
Seeing Tan Sitong like this, Lei Hu was too lazy to say anything and directly greeted him: "It's getting late, Brother Tan, do you want to go upstairs and rest?"
"This, okay!"
Tan Sitong's face froze, and after thinking for a while he agreed. He casually took a few bites of the food in the bowl, then stood up and called the book boy behind him to leave.
His actions naturally attracted the attention of the swordsmen outside the customs.
With a flick of the eye, dozens of pairs of eyes full of fierce light looked over.
Tan Sitong's heart suddenly rose, a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his hands and feet were so stiff that he didn't know what to do.
The book boy next to him was even more miserable. His face turned pale, his legs and feet gave way and he fell to the ground crookedly.
Lei Hu lifted the book boy up, looked back at the group of swordsmen outside the customs, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? You haven't seen the scholar and the book boy?"
Snapped!
A swordsman from outside a certain table suddenly slapped the table, with an angry look on his face and an evil look on his face, and shouted: "What did you say, kid? Try saying it again!"
brush!
The ten elite militiamen who were eating stood up neatly and stared back with cold eyes. The leader of the group said dissatisfiedly: "Do you really want to die?"
They quickly stood in a line, separating the sight of the swordsman outside the pass and Lei Hu. The unique murderous aura of soldiers lingered on their bodies. The aura of the ten people was connected together, and the temperature of the entire lobby seemed to have dropped a lot.
At this moment, ten other elite militiamen also rushed out from the backyard, each holding a military-style waist knife in their hands. They looked at Dandan with murderous intent and were ready to fight if they disagreed.
Seeing the fierce reaction from Lei Hu's side, dozens of arrogant swordsmen outside Guan did not show any weakness at all. They stood up and took out the swords, and glared back with unkind expressions on their faces.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense!
Surprisingly, the swordsmen outside the pass, who clearly had the numerical advantage, were outnumbered in terms of momentum.
As long as his brain is not lacking, and he has seen swordsmen outside the pass who have killed people with blood, his heart will sink as if a big stone has been pressed down, and he will feel uncomfortable.
Shocked in their hearts, the experienced swordsmen outside the customs knew that they had encountered a tough situation this time.
"This is beside the main road from Jinmen to the capital, not the wilderness outside the pass where you can run wild!"
Lei Hu's voice rang out slowly, and it was particularly clear in the tense lobby: "If you don't want to cause trouble, I advise you to calm down your temper, otherwise you guys may not be able to return to the outside world!"
"Are you threatening us?"
There was a commotion among the swordsmen outside the pass, and the majestic man at the head had a gloomy face, his eyes flashed fiercely and he spoke coldly.
"That's right!"
Lei Hu smiled softly, ignored Tan Sitong's glances, and said with a smile: "Don't think that you are outnumbered. With just your small manpower, you won't be able to kill a truly ruthless person!"
"What a loud tone. I, the Steppenwolf, have never seen such a ruthless character. How about you let us see him?"
Next to the majestic man, a thin man with a gloomy and cruel aura stood up. The five-pound small wine jar in his hand swung around and suddenly hit Lei Hu like a cannonball.
The elite members of the militia had a cold light in their eyes, but there was no movement at all. They wanted to show off in front of Master Hu with such a small trick, and they simply didn't know how to live or die.
Hey!
Lei Hu really didn't expect that these swordsmen from outside the customs would be so hot-tempered and would take action as soon as they were told.
only……
The small wine jar hit him like a cannonball, but he stretched out his index finger to catch it firmly. The small wine jar was still spinning around on his fingertips, and not even a trace of the wine in the wine jar was spilled.
This move alone made all the swordsmen outside Guan Guan's eyes almost pop out of their sockets.
But the next moment, Lei Hu tapped his finger lightly, and the small wine jar rubbed the air at a much faster speed than when it came, making a sharp whistling, drawing an inconspicuous arc in the air, towards the man nicknamed "Stephen Wolf"
The thin man hit him hard.
"Hey, don't think you are the only one who can pull off such a trick, I'm shocked..."
'Wild Wolf' sneered, and stretched out his big palm to catch the flying wine jar. He did not have the means and strength of Lei Hu to catch the flying wine jar with one finger.
However, his sneer stopped midway. He caught the wine jar flying towards him and felt a sharp pain in his palm. He couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and his body was even more shaken by the strong force carried by the wine jar.
Backing away continuously.
What surprised him even more was that after the fierce force, there was a mysterious force that invaded the palm of his hand, pulling and stirring the muscles and bones of his palm wildly. The pain of his flesh and blood being torn apart almost made him faint from the pain.
But just like that, there was nothing unusual about the wine jar that was received by the palm of his hand. Not even a drop of the wine in the wine jar was thrown out, until the 'Steppenwolf' couldn't hold the wine jar and let it fall freely and break into pieces.
, the muddy water mixed with the fragrant wine wetted the trouser legs under his feet.
Quiet, extraordinary quiet!
All the swordsmen outside Guan Dynasty stared with disbelief. They all knew what kind of ruthless character the "Stephen Wolf" was. They didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, they were stunned by the small wine jar flying towards them. They covered their faces.