Dozens of guns were aligned with the guns, and the eight fingers and others couldn't hold back.
Jiang Shiting was not panicked, and said with a smile at the old man, "You should be the village chief. This car is indeed a military vehicle, but we robbed it. The people on the car were killed by us.
The border, we killed Huaxia's soldiers, committed a felony, and we must not go back. I hope the village chief you raised your hands and money. "
The village chief sneered, he squinted and looked at Jiang Shiting, "Little doll, do you really lie to my old man?
Jiang Shiting said with a smile: "You don't need to control this old man. People are killed. We naturally have our method. Do we still need to prove it?"
The village chief said: "Okay, how do you want to prove it?"
At this time, the two guys who went to the car to check again came back. They whispered in the village chief's ear and said, "The village head, there is indeed blood on the car."
Jiang Shiting said: "We are all people on the rivers and lakes in Huaxia. The name is not as loud, but our skills are not ordinary. If you kill a few soldiers, you can discuss if you don't believe it."
The village chief said: "Oh, okay, since you say so, then I really have to see it. Since you can kill Huaxia soldiers, we must be unusual.
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Lin Kun stood out, and said with a smile in Myanmar: "No, you have ten."
The village chief's eyes were slightly narrowed again, and rushing to Lin Kun said: "No joke?"
Lin Kun took off the clothes on his body, revealing a strong body, muscle on the chest, vest lines on the lower abdomen, and muscles on the two arms. Under the afterglow of the sunset at the evening of the sun, it was like a layer of bronze.
The village chief looked back and glanced back. Among the group of young men, someone came out immediately, and soon they had enough ten people.
The skin is particularly dark, and the hand is holding the guy Shier.
Jiang Shiting said: "Village chief, you don't seem to be suitable for you, we barely fist, your people are holding things in your hands, not fair."
A young man beside the village chief handed his eyes, this year
The light man immediately took a wooden stick to Lin Kun and lost it. Lin Kun took it in his hand. This wooden stick was obviously weak with the guy in the hands of the ten men on the opposite side.
Iron stick.
The village chief laughed: "As long as you can win, good wine to entertain you tonight. If you can't prove that you can kill Huaxia soldiers, then you all have to see God."
"ah!"
One of the men picked up the iron rod and fluttered towards Lin Kun. The light tube rust and went straight to Lin Kun's head.
Lin Kunzheng took the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly heard a click. The wooden stick was smashed directly. At this time, the other groups of men also picked up the guy.
Drinking and shouting, their faces were embarrassed, and their eyes flickered, like a group of beasts. They vowed to break Lin Kun's bones.
Lin Kun dodged backwards and threw half of the wooden stick in his hand, hitting the face of a man facing him. The man suddenly screamed, covered his face with blood and fell down.
Lin Kun grabbed a steel pipe that had been chopped down with his bare hands. He kicked the man in the chest, snatched the steel pipe away, and knocked down another man next to him with a backhand swing.
Lin Kun did not show the advantage of absolute suppression, which would make the villagers in front of him notice something strange. In the end, although he knocked down all the men, he was still panting and holding the steel pipe with one hand.
, hunched over and breathing heavily.
Bang bang bang...
The village chief clapped his hands and praised with a smile: "Okay, you are so skilled. You can defeat ten people by yourself. I believe you people can kill Chinese soldiers, but you have to tell me what you have committed."
Is it something?"
Jiang Shiting said: "Robbery, robbed several jewelry stores, and killed people."
The village chief laughed and said: "Okay, I admire you people who are daring to do something. There is an old saying in China, which is that wealth can be obtained through danger. Since you have such ability, of course you want to make a lot of money."
Jiang Shiting said: "Village Chief, can you make arrangements for us now? We have been running around for several days, and we need to have a good meal and sleep tonight."
The village chief said: "No problem..."
Before the village chief finished speaking, a deep voice
A deep and strong voice shouted: "Wait a minute!"
A group of people followed the sound, and saw a tall man walking over with a large wooden stake that was hugged by one person on his shoulders. The man threw the wooden stake to the side of the road, and the ground was shaken with a bang.
He smashed a hole, he
He looked at Lin Kun with his big eyes, "You are very good at fighting, but if you want to get the high treatment in our village, you must challenge me, Amushan. If you win, you can eat meat, if you lose, you can only eat shit. All of you
Everyone will eat shit."
As he spoke, the man who called himself Amushan walked towards Lin Kun.
The village chief frowned immediately and said sternly: "Amushan, stay aside. I have already said that as long as they can fight one against ten, they will enjoy the high treatment in our village. You have nothing to do here.
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Amushan didn't seem to buy the village chief's account, and didn't even look at the village chief. The village chief's beard was about to blow with anger. At this time, the two young men beside him also stood up and asked Amushan together.
Walk up the mountain.
Amushan looked at the two men with contempt, "If you want to fight me, you must be my opponent, I will beat the shit out of you."
The two men said with cold faces: "Amushan, don't go too far. Everyone in our village must obey the village chief. Do you want to rebel?"
Amushan snorted coldly, "Rebellion? If I rebel, who of you can stop me!" As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and was about to attack the two men.
"Amushan stop."
The voice of an old man came from behind Amushan. This was a tall and thin old man, about the same age as the village chief, but a lame man. He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and walked over and said
: "Since the village chief has said it, don't get involved. Come home with me quickly and help me make a fire to cook."
Amushan turned around and said with a pious expression: "Yes, Father."
The lame old man smiled and apologized to the village chief, "Village Chief, I'm sorry. This kid has an upright character. He didn't mean to offend you. I'll apologize to you on his behalf."
The village chief snorted coldly, "You'd better control your adopted son."
"Definitely, definitely."
The lame old man took Amushan away. Before leaving, Amushan turned around and glared at Lin Kun. His cold eyes were full of provocation...