"A few people have gone after Niu Dalang!" a woman said tremblingly.

Huo Bao held a sharp knife and cut his throat with one knife.

The other bandits who were still awake were silent.

Huo Bao greeted several young men with swords: "There are six waiting in front, and this is almost solved!"

Shi Tou was still hesitating. The thin boy had already cut a person's neck with a knife, but he did not forget to say to his brother: "Brother, go and chop the one next to him!"

The foolish brother looked stupid, but when he heard his younger brother's words, he immediately chopped the wounded soldier next to him like chopping meat.

Only the stones remain unmoved.

"Stone!" Uncle Huo was so sorry that he could not make steel.

Shi Tou's face was pale and he was almost unsteady. He lifted his knife and stepped forward. He slashed several times before he cut the right place and sprayed half of his body with blood.

A woman crawled a few steps, lay down next to her and cried loudly, and the girl followed her.

"Dad, dad, woo woo..."

The man woke up and saw that his wife and daughter were coming, and his clan members also came. He was relieved and fainted again.

Everyone didn't bother to comfort and check the injured, and trotted to Niu Dalang's house not far away.

When he was about to arrive in front of Niu Dalang's house, several lying on the ground.

At the door of Niu Dalang's house, the door was closed, and inside was the sobs of children.

Niu Dalang stood at the door covered in blood, holding a knife in his hand, like a ghost; the boy standing side by side with Niu Dalang was covered in bruises and swollen face, which was the one who had fought with the elders at the door of the Huo family, and also holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were red.

The three bandit soldiers confronted the two of them. When they heard footsteps behind them, they just thought they were alone and shouted: "Come here, there are two thorns here!"

Niu Dalang's eyes were filled with despair and refused to wait for death. He threw a man down with a "scream" and opened his empty door on his back, which was a trick of exchanging life for life.

Seeing that the other two were slashing at Niu Dalang, Huo Bao ran a few steps, still holding the pig-killing board and slapped it down one by one.

There was only one person left, Niu Dalang threw the man down, and Niu Dalang had already been chopped up by Niu Dalang, and it seemed that he would inhale more and he would have less air.

The bruised and swollen young man walked forward two steps, looked at the man lying on the ground, and said angrily: "You old bastard, you will be bad to the end. Who cares about you blocking the knife! Don't think that I won't hate you like this, I hate you for the rest of my life!"
Chapter completed!