Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven Qing History Leaves a Name
The man's father couldn't stand the humiliation, so he picked up the wooden stick on the ground and hit the soldier's head!
The soldier who was in pain turned around and raised his pants and cursed: "Damn it! The old guy is impatient to live, die for me!" He slashed away with a big knife! The old man was already old, and with the strong body of the soldier, he stabbed him in the abdomen with one knife.
"Father! Father! Ah!" The man reluctantly crawled over and looked at the old father who was lying in a pool of blood and said angrily.
", I'm disturbing my good mood, I'm here!" The soldier spat at the man, and then the sperm pounced on the woman's head, and the woman was already numb and her eyes were blind.
"Son! A man... should be alive with the ground!" After saying that, the old man died in his son's hands like a ball of breathlessness.
"Father! Father...ah!" The man was furious and had a sickle to mow grass in his hand for no reason. He came to the soldier without knowing that the sickle was not very sharp, but under the man's full blow, the murderer died under the sickle.
"The hatred of killing your father, the hatred of taking your wife! It's irreconcilable!" the man said angrily.
"Old Liu!" The soldiers who rushed over were furious when they saw their brothers lying on the ground.
"Damn it, you dare to kill my brother!" The soldier who was demolishing the house outside heard someone shouting in the room and hurriedly ran over and saw the man holding a sickle in his hand, and the soldier named Lao Liu had already fallen under the pomegranate skirt he had dreamed of.
"Bastard! You dare to kill the officers and soldiers! Take your life!" A strong soldier was furious and pulled out the big knife from his waist and looked at the male brothers.
"What's the point of bullying the less? If you have the ability, come to me! A voice is not loud or small.
When the soldier looked at it, he saw two figures. They looked like one with an extreme, one with a hippie smile on his face! The other was wearing white clothes and a face like Hanshuang. If they had anything to do with them, they were both carrying a gun in their hands.
The boy in black robe smiled and said helplessly: "Isn't it impossible to take action? It's better to have less trouble than more!"
"It turns out that I don't plan to take action, but seeing how bloody this person is, it doesn't matter if I save him!" The man in white said with a very cold and ruthless voice.
The boy in black robe who had been with him for a long time was helpless. If he had not been with this guy for a long time, he would have really not known this guy's temper.
"What are you doing? You dare to stop me!" Faced with the ignorance of the two teenagers, the soldier was filled with anger.
"I don't do anything, I'm just practicing the way for heaven!" said the boy in black robe obviously impatiently.
"I originally planned to defect to Liu Yu and Wang Mang, but now I see what you do, even Han Yi's toes are not as good as Han Yi's toes!" the boy in black robe muttered.
"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, come on and kill them!" The soldiers were impatient and slashed with their big swords.
"Please, please!" The boy in black robe said obviously impatiently, and he picked up the spear in his hand up and down. In one round, the soldiers around him became lifeless corpses.
The boy in white was not too slow, but if you look closely, the boy's marksmanship was thick and thin, and in a short while only one of the eight soldiers was left.
"What are you doing! Help!"
"Notto, go to hell!" After the boy in black robe said, the gun in his hand turned into a black shadow.
Chapter completed!