Chapter 115: Robbery in broad daylight, do you think I don&a

e is no one left! ""Oh!"more than two dozen mountain thieves approached viciously, waving their weapons.it is clear that these people are already lying on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy,...Li Qingzhao is always a person who can't stand the stimulation of others. With such a challenge, Li Ping-er immediately patted the table.

"Hello!" If Wuzhi can come to Tokyo early tomorrow morning and find it on his own. I will bring him tea and water as a servant girl for a day, but if he can't come, you can bring me tea and water for a day! "

Li Ping-er is very confident in her own man. She also patted the table with her slender hand and pointed to Li Qingzhao: "OK, it's settled!"

"A-choo!"

Wuzhi, who was running to Tokyo with a fast horse, suddenly sneezed!

he had no idea that he had been cheated by his little wife.

Wuzhi is on his way through the night, because Pillow Water Villa has not yet been completed. There are still many things solved by baseband, so Wu Zhi let Wu Song stay, with him and Lin Chong, Gai Wu dared not come with them for a while.

Wuzhi galloped all the way, except that the first one was prepared for him by Bai Sheng, and all the rest were fast horses from the post station.

transfer between post stations to fast horses, although the speed is very fast, but the price of changing fast horses at a post station is not low, five taels of silver at a time!

now it is dusk, and there is a sign in front of it that says we will soon arrive at the post station in Dongming County.

"Goo!"

Wuzhi obviously felt his stomach protesting.

he was thinking that when he arrived at the post station, he would have enough to eat, but he did not expect that there were two groups of people fighting in front of him.

depending on the situation, the fighting is still very fierce.

there was a carriage in the middle of the road, surrounded by six strong men with sticks in their hands. They were now facing more than thirty thieves with knives and guns.

the martial arts of these six men also seem to be ordinary, but they are not the slightest timid about the ferocious thieves on the thirties, and they all show a state of looking back at death one by one!

"Brothers! This sheep is very fat. Hurry up and get on together. There must be something good in the carriage! "

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the leading thief let out a roar and took the lead in wielding a broadsword and chopping it up.

the six strong men who protected the carriage were injured when the two sides met a little bit.

Wuzhi quickly stepped forward and roared: "how dare you rob in broad daylight!" Doesn't it exist to be a father "

Wu Zhi leapt from horseback and fell like a god.

"bang!"

he stepped on the ground with one foot, and everyone only felt the ground shake!

Wu Zhi grabbed the stick from an injured strong man, turned around and swept it hard at the thief who came over with a knife.

the nine yuan of real gas is poured into the stick and only listens to "ping-pong!" With a sound, the broadsword in the thief's hand was broken into pieces!

one of the blades flew into the thief's throat. He couldn't believe that a wooden stick could break the steel knife he bought for two taels of silver!

although the walking green sunk gun is quite convenient for Wuzhi, it is too heavy and seriously affects the running speed of the horseskin, so Wuzhi didn't bring it up.

now with a stick in hand, I can't help but use the Shaolin magic stick I learned when I was a child!

the stick in Wu Zhi's hand becomes popular. The strength is ruthless and accurate!

"bang!"

"bang!"

"bang!"

as long as they are hit by sticks, these thieves are either dead or injured, fly out one by one and fall to the ground, wailing and screaming.

within a few minutes, most of the thieves had been cleared, and the rest trembled with fear and turned and fled.

"boring, boring."

Wuzhi casually threw the stick to the strong man just now, and then walked towards his horse.s far away, but he is still alive.from time to time, Han Fan has no one to talk about. "when Qin Hui finished his poem, he threw his hand around respectfully.however, the people on the side ignored it...