After weighing the shell gun in his hand, the fat man's face was full of disdain. These people didn't even have any crops, and they would only use guns to bluff people, saying that they were silver guns, waxed iron heads, and they would lift them up.

Looking at the two people wailing on the ground, the fat man stepped on their hands and then quickly kicked out his feet and kicked them off the boat.

Plop~

Plop~

The two of them were kicked into the river directly. It is still spring and the water is still a little cold. I heard that the Yangtze River here is quite deep. Whether people will die will not be Li Feng's business.

When the group of people around saw this fat man so powerful, they wanted to take out their guns to fight back, but what they didn't expect was that a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of them, followed by a fist as big as a casserole...

“Ahhhh~”

“Ahhh~”

The formations of Eagle and Ma Laosan have been set up long ago, and they can kill these people and wait for them to attack.

These stupid guys thought Li Feng and others were easy to bully, and now everyone was beaten and wailed.

The gun in Chen Ermazi's hand disappeared. The key was that she didn't see the other party's movements clearly. The little fat man in front of him was about to have two mullet guns inserted, and a revolver in his hand.

Hey... this revolver looks like my other...

Chen Ermazi immediately widened his eyes and looked at the harmless white-skinned young master in front of him with some horror. He never thought that this person was actually a master.

"brother……"

Bang~

Before he could say anything, a slap came to his face, and the fat and fat little man in front of him said:

"Who is your brother to you? Are you worthy?"

Old Xu looked at Li Feng a little weirdly. For some reason, he always felt that Li Feng was disgusting this Chen Ermazi, otherwise it wouldn't have been as simple as just a slap, and the bullets in his hand were more reasonable.

"Big...Master..."

Bang~

"I don't have unfilial descendants like you. Are you worthy of being my nephew?"

Chen Ermazi was almost crying. He had been on the Yangtze River for five or six years and had never encountered such a thing before. He had done a lot of bad things, but this time it was the first time that he had been taken away by someone in one fell swoop.

These people are not as simple as they act. At least this fat man is not, and the people in their hands are like masters in the world, and they dealt with all his subordinates in an instant.

This guy Ma Laosan was very disgusting. He kept pricking people's butt with a harpoon. Everyone must have a quirk. The little fat man felt that he could not stand beside him in the future and had to stay away from him.

Look at how good the Eagle is, and you can kick a Jiang bandit as a ball, and have a lot of fun with Han Xiong.

Big Dogzi and Ergouzi are relatively quiet. They think it is cost-effective to throw these people into the river.

I saw the big dog raise a Jiang Fei and throw it out. The river water on the Yangtze River had never seen such a strong person as Da dog. He was frightened by his iron tower-like body and could only watch him thrown into the river.

Plop~

The little fat man looked at Lao Xu awkwardly. His subordinates were really... really interesting.

Old Xu patted Zhao Ziwen on the shoulder and signaled him not to see what happened next, otherwise he would definitely feel awkward.

Zhao Ziwen felt that nothing was wrong. He had fought for so many years and had never seen any strange things. He was just a fat man teasing the bandits. It was no big deal.

But when he saw Li Feng teasing Chen Ermazi, his hair was almost standing up.

This fat man is simply a devil. He holds the knife in his hand, why does it suddenly fall? It falls when he sees you fall, why does it fall on someone else's thigh?

Well, these are just accidents.

But what does it mean to hold a snake up? The most important thing is that you put the snake into Chen Ermazi's crotch...

OK, this is just a play!

But you loaded a bullet on the revolver, then turned the roulette quickly, handed the gun to Chen Ermazi, and asked him to shoot five shots in the head. If you didn't kill yourself, you would let him go.

Grandma's, there are only six bullet holes in total. You install one, which means you must hit the remaining five holes to ensure that you can't kill yourself.

This kind of thing is no different from a pie falling from the sky. Zhao Ziwen no longer has hope for these bandits to survive. Meeting this fat man is also a sin that you have committed in your previous life.

But what surprised everyone was that Chen Ermazi shot five times but didn't kill himself. At that time, the guy knelt on the ground and cried, thinking that it must be the blessing of his ancestors.

The fat man picked up the gun on the ground and said with a smile on his face:

"Congratulations on not beating myself to death. Do you know why?"

Chen Ermazi wiped his nose and tears, shook his head, and it must be a blessing to survive. Who has time to think about why?

At this time, the little fat man also squatted down and said to him with a smile:

"Because the last bullet in the gun was left for me."

"Well……"

thump……

Chen Ermazi was kicked off the boat by Li Feng, and the rest of the people kicked off the boat for Li Feng and others. Then a group of people stuffed the guns into the water and shot Chen Ermazi several times. At such a close distance, the head exploded like a watermelon. If he didn't die like this, Li Feng felt that he should be really blessed by his ancestors.

It makes people hopeful and instantly despair. This method of revengeing others is really disgusting.

This guy Ma Laosan seems to not like using guns. He didn't know how many poison needles he blew out just now, nor did he know if these corpses were poisoned and would poison the fish in the river in the future.

Alas, Ma Laosan is starting to pollute the environment again!

After saying that, the fat man kicked the revolver again into his arms. This was a good gun, very powerful and could play a great role in the battlefield.

He looked at Zhao Ziwen lying on the ground, and returned to his posture as a young master, bowed to him and smiled:

"Sorry, let you all laugh at me. I just like to play. I will take you together next time!"

When Zhao Ziwen heard this, he had the urge to kick him into a deadlock. He would kill more than a dozen bandits at any time. This way of playing was really unique.

But I don't want to play at all.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Ziwen was puzzled for a long time and finally asked this question. This fat young master is definitely not a student. Which student can cultivate the strength of a killer class?

"Haha, I am Li Feng, the famous second young master of the Li family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. No one in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai doesn't know me."

Zhao Ziwen grinned. He wanted to say something, he really didn't know, he had never heard of such a person.
Chapter completed!