After the mute left, the old man turned his back to the red sunset, squinting his eyes and lying on a yellow rosewood recliner. There was no expression on Gujing Bubo's face, and he no longer had any doubts about the sudden ringing of the bell.

There was no worry about strangers falling into the trap, and no hope of big prey.

But what the old man didn't expect was that the ringing of the bell would make it impossible for him, who had enjoyed a peaceful life for almost five years, to enjoy this peace again.

On the top of the mountain, thick trees towered into the clouds. In the center of the mountain top, there were several figures standing in the forest. Compared to the tall trees, those figures all looked very small.

There were eight people in total, standing in two groups facing each other. One group of three, an old man in his sixties, a middle-aged man in his forties, and a child in his teens. They were preparing to go down the mountain.

The two grandsons and a bodyguard of Chenjiacun. When the middle-aged man noticed something moving nearby, before he could confirm it, five people came out and surrounded them.

The five people were all between thirty and forty years old. They were male and female, tall and short, fat and thin, Westerners and Easterners. They were surrounding them from a distance in five directions and looking at them.

His eyes were playful and cold.

"Who are you? Why did you stop us?" It was not the middle-aged man or the old man who asked this question, but the child.

"Kid, haven't you watched TV? Usually in TV dramas, people suddenly appear in the mountains to block passers-by. Who could they be?" A large man with a height of at least 1.9 meters and a Western face joked with a smile.

"Are you bandits?" the child asked, looking at the big man with doubtful eyes. He thought to himself, this foreigner is really bad to the core, and he actually came to China to be a bandit. However, he is very dedicated and even learns Chinese.

So good.

"you guess."

"Childish!" the child scolded disdainfully.

The big guy almost fell over because he was actually called childish by a little kid. His four friends looked at him with great disdain. He smiled at them, then glared at the kid angrily and said: "Stupid

My child, you will pay for this!"

"Really?" The child still looked at the big man with disdain and asked, "Do you know who my grandfather is?"

"Who is your grandfather? Is it Li Gang?" the big man said sarcastically.

"My grandfather is Yang Taisui!" The child was very angry. He didn't expect that foreigners knew about Li Gang, and he didn't expect that his idol, his grandfather, was not as famous as Li Gang.

"The one we want to kill is Yang Taisui!" The person who said this was an Oriental man wearing a dark blue Tang suit. He was about forty years old. He was very thin and short, probably less than 1.6 meters. His words had just finished.

, the body immediately rushed towards the old man standing next to the child like a fast arrow.

The old man quickly pushed the child gently to the side, and the child retreated to a big tree.

The other four people surrounding them also moved, because they had discovered that the three people in front of them were deliberately delaying time. Although they didn't know what the use of delaying time was for people who were already about to die in their eyes, but they knew that things would change if they delayed.

We all know that this mission can only succeed and cannot fail.

The man in Tang suit and the big guy attacked the old man, while the other two men and one woman surrounded the middle-aged man. The child was ignored.

"Hey! Hey! You guys who are impolite, don't you take children seriously?" the child shouted angrily.

With a "swish" sound, a dagger was shot at the child from the hand of the gorgeous woman in a black short skirt. This woman was really vicious. She threw the dagger over without saying a word, and the dagger shot out quickly and quickly.

, flew straight towards the child's head.

The child was shocked. He had no idea that these people were so shameless. They would attack the child with a knife without even saying hello. Watching the dagger, which was not much slower than a bullet, flying closer and closer, he could not avoid it.

, there is no retreat. Just that dagger

When it was less than ten centimeters away from his forehead, he heard a "dang" sound, a button was smashed and fell in front of him, and the dagger suddenly changed its direction and flew over his head, and then "dong"

With a loud sound, the nail was driven into the tree pole behind him.

"Phew! This is so damn thrilling!" The child turned his head and looked at the dagger that was half buried in the tree trunk. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You fight, you fight. Don't worry about me. You really don't need to take me seriously at all." He looked at the woman's cold eyes and said with a smile, and pressed hard on the trembling breast with both hands.

Legs.

The woman glared at the child fiercely and then ignored him. She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of her who was missing a button on her coat. There was a hint of disbelief in her solemn eyes. She really couldn't believe it.

Someone can use a button to change the direction of the dagger she throws, and do it last.

"Are you Yang Mu?" the woman asked coldly.

"I am Yang Mu." The middle-aged man replied calmly.

"It is said that twenty years ago, you and your master Yang Taisui were besieged by twenty mercenaries. You successfully broke through and killed twelve of them alone, which caused a great sensation at the time. Since then, as long as you are around,

No one around Yang Taisui dares to touch him." The woman's tone was still cold, and it was hard to tell whether she believed or disbelieved this matter.

"That was all in the past." Yang Mu's tone remained calm.

"It was indeed a long time ago. And you are old too!" The woman said as she glanced at the other two companions, and then the three of them quickly attacked the poplar tree in three directions.

The woman suddenly raised her long, smooth and white legs and kicked Yang Mu's head from the front. A fat man picked up a mace and hit his leg hard from the side. Another man in a kimono

The Japanese samurai slashed his back with a shining samurai sword.

Three different directions, attacking three different parts of the body. Yang Mu was in a very difficult situation, but his expression remained calm.

On the other hand, the child who was sitting against the tree pole saw the woman suddenly raising her long legs and looked at the faint black color of the white panties under the woman's black skirt. A bright red nosebleed suddenly spurted out.

This woman actually wears such a short skirt when she comes out to fight. It's so tempting! She's also so insidious. She uses such dirty tricks to distract the opponent. Even if she wins, she still won't be able to win.

I hope Uncle Mu will not fall into her trap. The child wiped the nosebleed and prayed secretly in his heart.
Chapter completed!