"Kill him and kill this little beast for me." The masked man waved the long knife in his hand angrily, "I want to chop this little beast up to pieces."

"Boss, didn't the customer say that he would keep the child's body?"

"Leave your girl's whole body and chop him up for me."

But when the bandits wielding long swords rushed to the door, they found that the car was made of good willow wood, and the walls were all good wooden boards a little inch thick. With their arm strength, it was absolutely impossible to cut it in one or two strokes. Of course, it is completely self-righteous to cut it in one or two strokes. In fact, if you cut it for thirty or forty strokes, you may not be able to cut it out.

In other words, they could only poke the inside with a knife along the car door. In front of the car door, Lao Jiu's body was horizontal. The little boy hid behind Lao Si's body. They poked it a few times, except for making Lao Si's body more than a dozen scars messed up.

But their random poking cannot be said to be ineffective. At least the little boy could only hide behind the fourth body and do nothing.

"It's really that I don't have a pistol in my hand, otherwise, no one of you should be alive." The little boy leaned behind the fourth brother and used the fourth brother's body as his shield, while looking at the situation outside the carriage. "So, I hate this primitive and barbaric era. A cute little boy can't find a pistol that can defend himself."

"Hey, I said you are still brothers, you are still brothers, and you actually destroy the bodies of your dead brothers like this." The little boy shouted loudly to the outside, "That leader, yes, you are talking about you, who is standing behind and motionless. Don't instruct your subordinates to destroy the bodies of your accomplices. If you have the abduction, come in and catch me."

"Oh, I forgot, even if you are the top card, you are still a bitch. You can make money with your legs spread, but you can't do anything else, such as getting into a carriage and catching a poor four-year-old boy."

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

I don’t know if it was because he was scolded by a four-year-old boy. The masked boss opened his red eyes and pushed away the two masked men standing in front of him, and rushed to the shaft of the carriage. Then, without hesitation, he used the long knife in his hand to pluck the body of the fourth child's body, and then rushed into the carriage.

But when he got into the carriage, he realized that before he rushed in, he had never thought about how narrow the environment in the carriage was. Due to his size, he could only half-squat in the carriage, and the three-foot long sword in his hand could not wield it in such a narrow environment.

At this moment, the little bastard who had been hiding behind the fourth corpse had already rushed out from the fourth corpse, his lips tightly pursed, and the blood-dropping dagger was held by the little bastard with a very strange movement.

"Little bastard, go to death." The masked boss stabbed the long knife in his hand hard at the little boy.

But just as he stabbed it hard, the little boy's body suddenly faded down, and suddenly he threw himself down without warning and made a rolling move, just avoiding his constant stab. At the same time, the little boy's body also threw himself in front of him with this roll.

By the way, the masked boss saw the little boy who had finished the rolling movement and squatted halfway. The dagger in his hand had already slid out a sharp arc, and the target was his throat. This movement was too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

But just as the masked boss was about to die, he suddenly felt someone pulling him hard behind him. Then a cold light flashed by, the masked boss had been pulled out of the carriage by several other masked men, but a deep wound was opened on his face from the corner of his mouth to the next position of his ear by the little boy's dagger.

Seeing the boss escaping with his dagger, a clear look of disappointment appeared in the little boy's eyes. Then, he hid his body behind the fourth body again.

However, this wound and the experience of life and death just now have completely awakened the reason of the masked man who was already angry and could immediately kill. "Don't mess around like this. You drag the bodies of the fourth and the ninth brothers away first, and then we throw the knife into it together. I want to pierce this little bastard's heart."

"Oh! It's a pity that this body is not the body of the previous life. Otherwise, when he was ridiculed by that boss just now, he would not have the chance to dodge his throat. If he could do it, and then take advantage of the rest of the bandits' chaos, he might be able to escape, but there is no possibility now."

When the masked bandits dragged Lao Jiu's body away and now he had started to drag Lao Si's body, the little boy sighed. An impressive book he had read in his previous life, a sentence from Ali xx's adventure came out of his mind.

"Boss, I'm going to lose this time!"

The little boy's surname is Lu and his name is Lu Ming. He is a spy.

To be precise, he was a spy in his previous life.

If we want to say it more accurately, it should be said that after pushing back a thousand five hundred years from the current era, this little boy was once a spy. In the memory of this little boy, or Lu Ming, there were no fathers and mothers, no brothers and sisters, no love, marriage and children, and nothing that ordinary people should have.

The earliest moment in Lu Ming's memory was when he was five years old when he was selected from the orphanage and joined the National Security Agency. At that time, he had nothing but a strange finger bone necklace left to him by his parents who had long died.

After that, the memory is endless courses. There are special knowledge of guns, blasting knowledge, human body knowledge, etc., and the normal knowledge of driving, languages, geographical history, etc. This kind of life lasted until Lu Ming was fifteen years old, when he entered an ordinary middle school in Beijing under the arrangement of the organization.

The future was basically unreasonable, that is, he studied and took exams in a straightforward manner according to the requirements of the organization, and then went abroad smoothly and got a green card step by step. In Lu Ming's memory, the only thing worth mentioning is when he arrived in the United States that he knew that the finger bones in the necklace he was carrying were actually the legendary Buddha relics.

For this reason, chanting scriptures became a means used by Lu Ming to relieve stress.

It should be said that Lu Ming was very successful in lurking. With his cheerful and sunny side, he quickly became acquainted with the American classmates in college. In the eyes of those American classmates, this handsome Chinese had almost everything that amazes them, such as perfect motor nerves, handsome appearance, very hard fists, and even good language expression skills.

In layman's terms, it's a bit poor. However, for extroverted Americans, the character Lu Ming showed just caters to their aesthetic views. So Lu Ming completed the task assigned by the organization without any danger and joined a so-called research institution for developing human potential in Pennsylvania, USA.

In the end... there was nothing in the end, just like all heroes would have. After the keywords such as betrayal, hunting, not killing, and re-cycling, Lu Ming finally died in the hands of the continuous killers sent by the CIA.

After a shocking explosion, the three best killers of the CIA were buried with him.

Just when the explosion began, the last scene that Lu Ming saw was a golden light that exploded after his Buddha relics necklace was blown up.

When Lu Ming opened his eyes again, he had traveled through a full 1,500 years, returned to the Tang Dynasty, or, in other words, between the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and became a four-year-old child.

However, there is a saying that everyone who is happy is different, but the unfortunate is always the same. In other words, the inertia of history lies in the astonishing similarity, and Lu Ming quickly discovered this.

This child's surname is Lu, and his name is Lu Chengzu.

He is also a child who died of both parents like Lu Ming's previous life.

"Can I be the legendary Tiansha Lone Star?" After learning about this, Lu Ming could only tease himself like this.

Then, just before four months after Lu Ming traveled to this child, Lu Ming, or Lu Chengzu and his group encountered something even more unlucky. They were blocked by someone less than ten miles away from Jiujiang County. And the most unlucky thing was that this group of people robbed the money and only robbed their lives.

What's even more unlucky is that Lu Ming was sadly discovering that he was not far from when he was stabbed to death by more than a dozen knives.

"This is what you forced me to do the trick..." The little boy Lu Ming or Lu Chengzu said hatefully to the masked man outside the carriage, raised his eyes and looked up at the sky at a pure forty-five degrees. "The Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, the Supreme Laojun, Jesus Christ takes Santa Claus, no matter who the gods and Buddhas in the sky are, save life!"

I guess I don’t know whether his prayer was heard by the gods and Buddhas, or whether his life-saving was shouting in time. Just when the body of the masked fourth son was dragged out of the carriage, all the bandits, including Lu Chengzu in the carriage, clearly heard a Buddha’s name, “Namo’s Great Freedom King Buddha! Dear Tan Yue, stop me for me!”
Chapter completed!