Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 1132 Fighting in the Jungle
The fishermen have never killed anyone, but they can use harpoons. On the vast sea, they are experts in using harpoons to catch fish in the water.

At this moment today, a harpoon was thrown out, but it accidentally hit the opponent, and the fishermen were suddenly pleasantly surprised.

It turns out that there is no difference between killing and spearfishing. It depends on a quick eye and a quick hand. What's more, you have to be ruthless when you make a move. Don't treat the other party as a human being, but as a seafood that can be exchanged for money.

Whether it was luck or skill, the fishermen warned for the first time that the other party was hidden in an invisible place, but it was obvious that one of them was shot by a harpoon.

However, the situation was still very critical at this time. The three fishermen who were shot by the crossbow of the opponent's assassin lay silent in the grass.

The remaining five fishermen looked at each other in blank dismay, cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.

The battle of life and death is not unfamiliar to them. The life and death they have experienced is to resist the power of God and survive in the storm and huge waves.

But now he was facing an enemy of flesh and blood, and if he was not careful, his throat would be sealed with a knife.

"Wait, or fight?" A fisherman whispered, his voice trembling.

"What are you fighting for? Are you better than them in skill, or in life?" The middle-aged fisherman said coldly.

"Then let's wait for someone from the government?"

The middle-aged fisherman sighed, and said: "Then just wait, as long as we hold back these assassins, our merits and virtues will be complete. If we rush out and fight for our lives, none of us will survive, and what we do today will be useless." significance."

So everyone lay quietly in the grass, stalemate with the assassin on the opposite side.

The assassins didn't dare to run at this moment, the fallen leaves and grass were so dense here, and the slightest movement would make noise, so it was impossible to run.

But the assassin obviously wouldn't sit still, and after a while, there was a rustling sound from the opposite side.

The assassins turned passive into active, and began to approach the place where the fishermen were lurking.This ambush place is too perfect, they can't give up, as long as they kill those who know it, this mountain forest can still be used.

When the fishermen heard the voice, their expressions changed immediately.

"Run, what's your life with these killers, they're not enough!" A young fisherman said with a pale face.

The rest of the fishermen also showed fear.

They are just ordinary people, and they may be able to be impulsive when they are passionate, and for a moment, they are willing to sacrifice their lives for righteousness.

However, if the knife is fast on the neck, few people can see death as at home.

Human nature is full of weakness and fear after all.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged fisherman. He was the oldest and the one who made up his mind.

The middle-aged fisherman is also afraid, but he has more experience and integrity after all.

After pondering for a moment, the footsteps of the assassin on the opposite side were getting closer.

The middle-aged fisherman sighed: "We are just ordinary people. Thanks to the blessing of the emperor and the court, we are in a prosperous age and able to support our families. This is the kindness of the emperor, and it is also the peace that those soldiers who worked hard in front have earned for us."

"Being a human being, you have to be grateful! The heroes of the Tang Dynasty were ambushed. If we don't know about it, it's fine. If we know and shrink back, that's ungrateful."

"You and I ran away today, and we will go fishing in the sea in the future. The Sea Dragon King will not spare us. If you don't believe me, let's see if there will be retribution in the future."

When the "Sea Dragon King" was mentioned, the fishermen's expressions suddenly became solemn.

Those who depend on the sea for their livelihood, who dares to disrespect the Sea Dragon King?Whether it is superstition or psychological effects, the Dragon King is the supreme god in the hearts of fishermen. They have believed for generations that those who have done bad things, the Dragon King will definitely give them retribution.

The faces of the fishermen suddenly changed, becoming impassioned again.

"You bastards, fight them!" A fisherman gripped his harpoon tightly, and lay down in the grass, staring at the dozen or so figures that were getting closer.

"Fight it! It doesn't matter if you die, the government will treat our little one kindly, but my mother-in-law will probably remarry. Thinking about it, I feel panicked!"

The other fisherman's face was ashen, and his expression was getting more and more angry. He didn't know whether he was stimulated by the remarriage of his mother-in-law in the future, or whether he was planning to pass this life-and-death barrier with anger.

Standing up suddenly from the bushes, the fisherman whose mother-in-law was about to remarry held the harpoon, stared wide-eyed, and yelled at the assassins: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! I'll fight you!"

The assassins were taken aback by the figure who stood up suddenly, and seeing him yelling "It's all your fault", they didn't know where they had offended him.

But now that the fishermen showed their signs, the assassins showed joy.

You are the ones who will be killed, those who get in the way!

A group of assassins rushed forward immediately, and the remaining four fishermen also stood up.

"Fight it! Fuck them to death!" The middle-aged fisherman roared with bloodshot eyes, and charged forward with his harpoon in hand.

Driven by inexplicable courage, the five fishermen took the initiative to attack the assassins.

Everyone has a harpoon in their hands, which can be regarded as a long weapon.Moreover, they all have rich experience in spearing fish in the water, and the skill of spearing fish is also considered fierce.

The assassins were a little confused by the fishermen's attack at first, and faced with the five harpoons thrusting out, they were a little flustered for a while.

However, after a while, the assassins gradually came back to their senses, and the situation immediately changed.

A harpoon flashed by, and a knife was swung out fiercely. A large gash was cut across the abdomen of a fisherman.

The other four fishermen were also struggling to hold on. They had been stabbed by the assassin many times, and they fought desperately with blood all over their bodies.

There is no suspense about the outcome. How could five fishermen who make a living by fishing be the opponents of a dozen or so highly skilled assassins?

Another fisherman was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife, and fell to the ground convulsing, seeing that he was dying.

Then more than ten assassins surrounded the remaining three fishermen.

The three fishermen stood back to back, staring angrily at the assassins.

At such a moment, they were no longer afraid of death, only angry at their own inability to kill these assassins.

When he was in despair, a sigh came from a pine tree several feet away from the scene of the fight.

Everyone was shocked, Fenfen turned her head to look.

But I saw a young man dressed as a warrior in a short shirt riding on a tree, watching the fight between the two sides condescendingly,
"You fishers, tsk! I really don't know whether to praise you for your righteousness, or to scold you for your life and death. Don't you know how much you weigh? You dare to risk your life with people with this level of skill, tsk tsk!"

The young man was still riding on the tree, tsk-tsk non-stop, and his taunt value was maxed out.

A crossbow arrow shot out without warning, heading straight for the young man.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a sound, and the crossbow arrow was knocked into the air for some reason. Looking at the young man on the tree, he slowly withdrew his hand. He was holding a small dagger in his hand.

"You Goguryeo people are really despicable and shameless..." The young man shook his head, jumped down from the tree, stared at an assassin holding a crossbow arrow, his face suddenly darkened, and said slowly: "You guys, take me Angry!"

(End of this chapter)