Little lucky girl with supernatural powers in the farm, becomes rich in business and raises cubs

"Tell everyone else to stop!" Xiao Xun continued to say to the short and thin bandit.

The whistle this time was different from before, with several turns in pitch.

As soon as the whistle stopped, the bandits who were nearly ten meters away from him all stopped their attacks and looked at him one after another.

"Hero, it's not that I don't want them to stop, the whistle can only travel so far..." the short, skinny bandit said sincerely with his dead fish eyes rolling.

"How about, hero, you and I go there? I'll blow all the way, so that everyone can hear the whistle..."

"Brother Xiao! Be careful!"

Jiang Ping suddenly roared, interrupting the short and thin bandit.

At the same time, Xiaoxun felt a wave of heat coming from behind him, and it disappeared without a trace after only a moment.

Everyone looked behind Xiaoxun fixedly, their eyes widened, and they maintained strange postures as if they had been acupunctured.

Xiao Xun frowned, the sword in his hand was still lowered to the neck of the short and thin bandit, and he turned his head to look behind him.

There was nothing behind him. It must be said that there was something strange about it. It might be that there was a dark circular mark on the ground about one meter behind him.

When he turned his head to face Jiang Ping's gang again, a bandit dropped the spear in his hand and shouted tremblingly: "Ghost!"

The shout was extremely loud, echoing through the dense forests on both sides.

Layers upon layers of shadowy "ghosts~" and "ghosts~" floated back and forth over the dense forest.

As the sound of "Ghost" echoed, there was the sound of water dripping from the crotch of the other two bandits, and the foul smell permeated...

The short and skinny bandit was pressed against by Xiao Xun with his sword, but he also didn't see what happened behind him.

Seeing his accomplice's reaction, he was startled and frightened, and the whistle in his mouth slipped to the ground with a snap.

"It's gone, it's gone! Hahahahaha it's gone!" This was the one that scared the hell out of me.

Xiao Xun looked at this scene inexplicably. He looked at Jiang Ping, who was in a stiff posture, and asked, "Brother Jiang? What's the matter? What happened?"

Jiang Ping was also dumbfounded. He really couldn't believe what happened in front of his eyes just now, and stammered: "Disappeared, disappeared! Someone disappeared behind your back just now!"

What?Disappeared?
Xiaoruo frowned, he couldn't fully understand Jiang Ping's words.

This does not delay his work.

Looking at the appearance of these bandits in front of them, they are completely harmless.

Removed the sword from the short and skinny bandit's neck, Xiaoxun put his foot in the hollow of his leg.

After he staggered a few steps forward, Xiaoxun stabbed his sword in the back of his heart again, and said, "Go back and tell everyone behind to stop!"

"I'll follow you, if you dare to move around, I'll stab you with a sword!" Xiaoxun said, poking the sword forward.

Feeling the sting from the back vest, the short and thin bandit didn't dare to play tricks anymore, and walked all the way to the rear of the convoy honestly, shouting as he walked: "Put down your weapons! Put down your weapons!"

Following his shout, the bandits, both tall and short, old and young, stopped attacking, put away their weapons and looked at him.

When passing by the carriage where Xiaoruo was, Xiaoruo was leaning against the carriage.

Eyes meeting with Xiao Xun's, a gentle smile bloomed on Xiao Ruo's pale face.

Xiao Xun also returned a comforting smile.

Just out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark handprint on the lower part of Che Xuan, like charcoal burned by a fire.

When he wasn't paying attention to the charcoal handprints at this moment, Xiaoxun glanced at it, then continued to escort the short and thin bandit to the rear of the convoy.

Even if the bandit in front of him put down his hatchet and stopped attacking, Ran Zhongren still stabbed him in the heart.

He spat at the bandit's corpse that had fallen to the ground with a scream, and said sternly: "Damn it, dare to rob my dart! I want you to see Master Yan!"

Xiaoxun just arrived at the rear of the car with the short and skinny bandit, and had a panoramic view of the scene.

He frowned slightly, and then called out: "Boss Ran."

"You're not the Xiao...Xiaoxun that Jiang Ping brought, are you?" Ran Zhongren wiped the blood splashed on his face, and looked up and down the young man in front of him.

He has always been too lazy to remember other people's names, and this Xiaoxun was only remembered because he was often mentioned by the shopkeeper in the escort agency.

"What you brought is the head of this gang of rats?"

Ran Zhongren stared at the short and thin bandit viciously, and couldn't help licking his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue.

At the moment, his murderous intentions were in full swing, and he didn't kill happily just now, his eyes were full of scarlet when he looked at the short and thin bandit.

Being stared at like this, the short and thin bandit felt like a mouse under the cat's paw, and couldn't help shivering.

Seeing that Ran Zhongren was a bloodthirsty person, Xiaoruo put away the sword, raised the hand to grab the short and thin bandit by the collar of his neck, and led him to her side.

"It should be, Chief Ran, why don't we discuss with Big Brother Jiang how to deal with these people?"

The words are interrogative sentences, but the meaning is obvious, this person cannot be killed now.

"Tsk, trouble!" Ran Zhongren sucked his teeth, and turned his gaze from the short and thin bandit to Xiaoxun.

The tall, thin young man in front of him had an indifferent expression on his face, and the muscles in his hands holding the saber behind his back were well-organized, which showed that this person was not easy to mess with.

Ran Zhongren thought of Xiaoxun's evaluation of Xiaoxun by the shopkeeper of the escort agency: walking and lying are dark and unpredictable.

It's about Xiaoxun's kung fu methods, none of them can guess where his teacher is from, and he never wants to have a close friendship with others, he only has some friendship with Jiang Ping and his gang.

Ran Zhongren chuckled and said, "All right, brother Xiao, then let's go to Jiang Ping and see what he has to say."

After saying that, he resisted the long knife that was still dripping with blood on his shoulder, ignoring the blood soaking into his clothes along the blade, and walked towards the convoy by himself.

Xiao Xun carried the short and thin bandit with limp legs and followed him.

Back at the head of the team, Jiang Ping was no longer stunned. He directed his brothers to tie up the living bandits one by one.

"Hey! Jiang Ping!" Ran Zhongren shouted from a distance: "How many did you kill? I only killed less than twenty just now, it's not fun!"

Jiang Ping cupped his fists as a greeting, but did not answer.

He didn't like Ran Zhongren.

This person is vicious and bloodthirsty, and he does everything ruthlessly without leaving any room for it.

All the darts he left would damage some brothers when he came back. It was because he encountered obstacles on the way of darts, and he did it without asking indiscriminately.

He is also the only dart head who does not have a fixed brother who is willing to dart with him.

This time he was going to Qiang and Fan, the shopkeeper was worried that he would encounter a tough guy, so he assigned him to be another head of the bodyguard.

Xiaoxun pushed the short, skinny bandit to Jiang Ping's feet, and handed him over to Jiang Ping for disposal.

Jiang Ping looked at the bandit leader sitting on the ground with limp legs, then at Xiao Xun who was expressionless, and with an indescribable expression, he directed Zhai Er to tie up the short and skinny bandit.

After all the bandits were tied up and the weapons were confiscated, the bodyguards of the Shunji Bodyguard Bureau took stock of the losses.

In this raid on the caravan, 34 people were injured, of which six were seriously injured and 18 were slightly injured.

In terms of property, there was almost no loss. They set off with an empty car, and they did not bring any valuables except for the daily clothes of the caravan members.

The only loss is that many carriages were hacked with knives and axes, and a lot of marks were added to the appearance, but fortunately, it did not affect the use.

But the bandits suffered heavy casualties.

According to the short and thin bandit, there were 120 of them in total.There were 46 people who were counter-killed, two were crazy, one was missing, and countless were seriously injured.