Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1920 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (202)

Guo Dazhuang kept staring at the front without blinking his eyes. When he saw the familiar green figure flying over, he immediately got up.

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, Sanya is waving, hurry up, when you finish talking, it will probably be over in a while, and people will run away."

"Let's go."

The first time Qiao Lao San saw his daughter, he habitually checked up and down, but found no blood stains, and then asked about the situation over there, "How is the situation?"

Yun Miao took out the soft sword from her waist, pulled off the black sheath like a belt, her eyes showed murderous intent, "Those bandits are about to attack, hurry up and see if you can stop them."

"Walk."

In the end, they went one step too late, and when they arrived, the bandits wielding long knives had already entered the team.

The entire Qiao Family Village team was in disarray, men, women and children were all screaming and fleeing like rats, only a few men resisted with sticks in their hands.

Seeing this scene, the big guys all clenched the weapons in their hands, with fierce eyes.

"Come on, kill them all, and grab their knives."

I don't know who yelled, this small team of 11 people rushed to those bandits who were teasing the villagers while laughing and hacking people like a sharp sword.

The skills these days are not practiced in vain, and the lightness kung fu is not practiced in vain.

Regardless of whether they are big or small, everyone is as light as a swallow and as fast as lightning. Before the bandits can react, they are often hit with a stick to break their heads, cut off their necks, or have their legs broken.

By the time they felt the pain and reacted, they had already fallen down.

More than forty bandits were so arrogant before. When teasing the villagers, it was like a hunter teasing a small animal. In a few more blinks, several people fell down.

There were about forty bandits, and in a blink of an eye there were only about 20 left.

"It's Uncle Qiao and the others who are here, big guy, the Lus are fighting with them."

Lao Lizheng's eldest grandson, Qiao Daqiang, was slashed on the shoulder, bloody, but still did not give up resistance, holding a long stick, and was leading his two younger brothers and some strong laborers in the village to resist the bandits .

What they did was just to delay the escape of their family members and give them a chance to survive.

Originally, they were all ready to perish together, but they never thought that a team with fierce momentum and extraordinary skills would suddenly break in.

To his surprise, this small team of only 12 people was led by Uncle Qiao and his family's third girl.

He was shocked and immediately knew that this was their chance.

Regardless of the injury on his shoulder, he puffed up his eyes, waved the stick in his hand, and yelled, he rushed straight to the nearest bandit.

"It's really Qiao Lao San and the others."

"It's Sanya, the one in the green clothes is the fiercest one."

"Second Yang is here too."

"There's also Ye Dazhu and his son, oh my god, his daughter is also here, and she's so powerful that one of them was knocked down with a stick."

"Yang Da Niu, the eldest daughter of Yang's second family, is also here, holding a hatchet, see the one with a hatchet?"

"Quick, our savior is here, let's rush up together and kill these goddamn bandits."

The villagers widened their eyes in disbelief when they saw the people falling on the hands of Joe's father and daughter one after another.
Holding a hatchet and a bloody flag, he yelled to wake them up, and rushed towards a panicked bandit fiercely.

(End of this chapter)