Full level ruthless person

"Strong man!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man caught up from behind, smiled and said hello.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and looked at the other person. He was wearing animal skin clothes, had a rough face, and a hunting knife on his waist. At a glance, he knew that this person was a serious hunter.

He said: "Is something wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I am from Maverick Village, not a refugee. I and a few companions are going to the market town to sell animal skins. Just now I saw a strong man take action. His sword skills are really beautiful. I want to fight with you." Guys, let’s walk together and help each other, what do you think?”

Fang Zhixing looked back and immediately saw a flatbed truck. In front of the truck was an ox pulling the truck, and there were four large wooden boxes stacked on the truck.

There are five animal skins around the car. The oldest one has white beard and hair and deep wrinkles on his face.

Fang Zhixing didn't know these people and didn't want to cause trouble, so he said flatly: "Thank you for the invitation, no need."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he continued: "The mountain ahead is very chaotic. I heard that there are bandits and mobs blocking the road. It's hard for a strong man to survive alone."

Fang Zhixing was moved, but still shook his head and said: "I have companions, we are just separated temporarily. You and I should go our separate ways."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man looked disappointed, but he didn't persist much.

Just like that, Fang Zhixing quickened his pace and got rid of the hunters.

After a moment, he suddenly left the road and entered the woods beside the road, quickly walking through the woods.

"This is it."

Fang Zhixing stopped at the edge of a steep slope and looked around to see if there was any danger.

Then he took out the pot from the broken bamboo basket, gathered some firewood, and made a fire to cook.

The thin dog was alert to the surroundings, smacking his mouth, and carefully savoring the taste.

Soon, the meal was ready.

One person and one dog eat happily.

Xigou was eating the fragrant rice, but his mind kept reminiscing about another taste. Suddenly, he felt that the bacon rice was not so fragrant.

After filling his stomach, Zhixing started again, took a detour, and then returned to the main road.

As he walked, a few more blind refugees tried to rob him, but he chopped them down three times.

About two or three hours later, I looked up!

Fang Zhixing saw a big red mountain with maple forests all over the mountain. The trees were dyed in layers and were as beautiful as a picture scroll.

A group of refugees staggered and staggered up the mountain.

Fang Zhixing cheered up, held the bow and knife, mixed in the crowd, and climbed the mountain step by step.

"The bandits are coming!"

"Run, run!"

As soon as the group climbed halfway up the mountain, they heard a cry.

Immediately, many people ran down from the top of the mountain, pushing and shoving, causing a great commotion.

Some people unfortunately fell and their bodies rolled down the hillside, or hit a big tree, or rolled all the way down.

In the chaos, several people seemed to have reached an agreement and suddenly rushed over from all directions, taking the opportunity to pounce on Fang Zhixing, the thin dog, and the donkey.

"careful!"

Fang Zhixing was on guard for a long time. When he was transmitting the message, he opened his bow and fired an arrow. Two arrows shot out, and the arrows sank into the chests of the two people.

Then he drew the sword out of its sheath, the man and the sword merged into one, and the sword flashed.

The blade turned and struck the other man's arm.

puff!

Immediately afterwards, someone rushed behind him and opened his arms to hug him.

Fang Zhixing half-crouched on the ground, his muscles all over his body agitated, and his strength exploded. He broke away from the man's embrace and stabbed him with his backhand.

Before that man falls, Zhixing rises from the ground!

At the same time, the thin dog whined and roared, moved flexibly, rushed to a person's feet, and bit him at the ankle.

In the blink of an eye, everything around them fell, blood was sprinkled everywhere, and they were wailing.

"Who else!?"

Fang Zhixing stood with a knife, covered in blood, glaring in all directions, threatening Bahuang.

Seeing how powerful and ruthless Fang Zhixing was, the group of refugees who were waiting for an opportunity shuddered and retreated.

One refugee gritted his teeth and shouted: "You bully us unarmed refugees, what kind of heroes are you? If you have the guts to rush to the top of the mountain and kill those bandits."

Whoosh!

Fang Zhixing drew the bow and released the arrow in one go.

puff!

The man who shouted was shot through the head by an arrow and fell straight down.

"What the hell, I don't have any sharp eyesight at all. Who gave you the illusion that I am a hero?"

Fang Zhixing licked his blood-stained lips.

The surroundings were as silent as cicadas, and no one dared to breathe. They looked at Fang Zhixing with great awe.

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing looked at a person and asked, "How many bandits are there on the top of the mountain?"

The man was one of the people who ran down from the top of the mountain and replied: "I don't know, the bandits are hiding in the woods and asking us all to leave money to buy the road. If we don't give it, they will come out and kill people. After killing the people, they will disappear without a trace." ”

Only then do you know what you are doing and what you are saying, and if you are thoughtful.

"Strong man, take a step to speak."

At this time, a middle-aged man on the hillside waved.

Fang Zhixing looked up and found that the man was the hunter from Xiaoniu Village whom he had met before.

He walked over.

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Zhixing, who was covered in blood, with a slightly nervous expression. He stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, licked his face and said with a smile, "Please, I'll introduce a few friends to the strong man."

Fang Zhixing saw three elderly people gathering under a big tree.

One of them is an old man from Xiaoniu Village, and the other two have never been seen before.

The middle-aged man introduced: "This is the head of Buffalo Village. He went to the market town this time to sell iron ore. This is the head of Heiniu Village. He has several carts of cotton in his hands and urgently needs to exchange them for grain. ."

The two old men nodded. They had just witnessed Fang Zhixing killing everyone, and they could not help but feel fear and awe in their eyes.

When Fang Zhixing saw this situation, he knew that they wanted to work together to break through the bandit's blockade.

Asked: "How much do you know about those bandits?"

The leader of the buffalo village continued: "The group of bandits on the mountain are actually a group of thugs who gathered together to become bandits. They knew that this mountain top was the only way to go to Xiaoqinghe market town, so they blocked the road here and robbed them."

Fang Zhixing asked again: "Then what do you want to do?"

The three elders looked at each other, and the head of Xiaoniu Village responded: "Our idea is to talk to the leader of the bandit first. If the negotiation fails, we will force our way in."

Fang Zhixing even said: "Okay, you go and talk first. If the talks break down, I will go through with you."

When the three elderly people heard this, their expressions became tense.

In fact, they wanted to drag Fang Zhixing to negotiate with them. Having such a fierce man around would embolden them.

But I didn't expect that Fang Zhixing had seen through their little thoughts...

"All right!"

The three elderly people looked at each other, bravely climbed to the top of the mountain, and shouted: "Who is the bandit leader's friend? Come out and have a chat."

Red maple forest, swaying in the wind.