Chen Lizheng saw that the people in Qingshui Village were looking at them with contempt and ridicule, and the fake smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

This time, he didn’t talk about family ties anymore. He raised his eyes and said forcefully:

"Old man Zhao, if you are wise, ask the people in your village to put down their things! Leave all the ox carts, carriages, carts, belongings on you, and animal skins and clothes for me! Otherwise, there is no way you can leave here! We can't leave here! There are still three to five hundred mature men! Can you get two hundred over there? If you don’t want to die, just leave your things to me!"

Seeing Chen Lizheng's sudden change of expression, the people in Qingshui Village immediately tightened their weapons.

The women protected the young children behind them, the young men holding weapons protected them in front of them, and the men stood at the front.

Zhao Tieniu's sharp voice came: "You had this idea from the beginning, right? Why are you so close to us by pretending to be false? Just say that you want to block the road and rob our food and property?"

Being exposed, Chen Lizheng couldn't help but became angry. He raised his hands and incited the person behind him:

"Folks, we humbly ask others for some things, but these people refuse to give us any food or clothing. This is too cold-blooded and selfish! Since they are ruthless, don't blame us for being unjust! Big guys You guys! Since these people don’t know how to appreciate others, let’s beat them up, these cold-blooded selfish devils, until they submit, then all these things will be ours!”

The people in Chenjiacun, who were already red-eyed and ready to make a move, immediately took out their knives, hoes and sticks and stood in front, eager to rush over and grab.

People from the other two villages also hesitated and took out machetes, kitchen knives, hoes, sticks, etc. that they had robbed.

As the war was about to break out, Qiao Ran also took out his long stick and a big knife, and handed the big knife to Qiao Dong who was standing aside.

"Xiaodong, you take this big knife and stand on the carriage with Shitou and the others. If you see who is the most vicious on the other side, shoot him with a bow and arrow! If someone attacks the carriage, you use the big knife to chop him!"

"Sister, what about you?"

"I don't need you to worry about it, just protect yourself!"

After Qiao Ran finished speaking, she walked towards the old village chief.

She did not take out the pistol from the space.

There were only two bullets left in the gun. Perhaps the original owner had not returned to the organization and had not refilled the bullets for her.

These two bullets were precious and she would use them in critical moments of life and death.

To deal with these cowardly cowards, killing two people with two bullets is a waste. It would be better to beat them to death and maim them one by one with a stick!

On the carriage of the Wu Mansion, Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu originally thought that if they were traveling with such a large group in Qingshui Village, no one would dare to provoke them.

Unexpectedly, there was a larger group of refugees, and they were blocking the road so shamelessly.

Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu are both women who live in the backyard of a deep house. How have they ever seen such a battle?

They sat on the carriage and raised the curtains to look out. They felt uneasy as they saw the two parties about to attack immediately.

When Wu Qianqian saw Qiao Ran going to the front of the team, she quickly got off the car.

"Qian'er, what are you doing? It's dangerous outside, don't run around!"

Mrs. Wu quickly stopped her daughter.

Wu Qianqian, who was already leaning on the car door, turned around and said with firm eyes:

"Grandma, mother, Sister Ran is going to stop the robbers in front, and I am going to help! Don't worry, I have learned some boxing and kicking skills from Sister Ran, and I can use them to some extent. You should be careful. .Little brother, you must protect your grandmother and mother!"

When Wu Maosheng saw that his previously delicate sister dared to fight bad guys, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism. He puffed up his chest and replied loudly: "Don't worry, sister! I will definitely protect my grandmother and mother! Sister, you have to Be careful!"

Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu were shocked when they heard that Wu Qianqian was actually going to fight.

They didn't know about Wu Qianqian's martial arts training and thought she just wanted to repay her lifesaver. They didn't know how dangerous it was ahead.

Mrs. Wu quickly took her daughter's arm: "Qian'er, you don't know how dangerous it will be, so don't go and cause trouble for your benefactor! Just stay here. Several of our servants have already gone to help. No need for you."

"Mom, I must go and help Sister Ran. You take care of yourselves!"

Wu Qianqian had no time to explain, so she used a little force to break free from her mother's hand, quickly jumped out of the carriage, pulled a wooden stick from another carriage at home and ran forward.

"Qian'er!"

Mrs. Wu didn't expect her daughter to be so willful. Her face turned pale with fright, and she called her daughter with trembling lips.

Mrs. Wu looked at her granddaughter's vigorous back as she ran forward, and reminded her, "Don't worry, Qian'er must have really learned some skills. She is not reckless and willful. After all, she is no longer the Qian'er she used to be. "

The family has suffered such a huge change, and it is a good thing that the granddaughter can have such a change.

If she is too weak, she will be bullied. Now that she has the ability to protect herself, they, the elders, feel distressed but also happy.

Wu Qianqian ran to Qiao Ran: "Sister Ran, I'll go with you!"

Qiao Ran looked at her, curved her lips and nodded: "Okay!"

Seeing the large number of people on the other side, the old village chief looked serious and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, please don't be soft! Are these people not caring about our feelings and just like bandits and bullies who want to snatch away our things? If they succeed, we will lose all our food and clothing, and we will starve to death and freeze to death? For the sake of your parents, elders, wives and children, we must never give in, we must scare those sons of bitches!"

The men in Qingshui Village responded and clenched their weapons.

Qiao Ran walked to the front of the Qingshui Village team with a long stick, protecting the old village chief behind her.

"Grandpa, village chief, go to the back and rest. Don't hurt you!"

He said loudly: "Everyone who knows how to bow and arrow, stand on the carriage and use your bows and arrows to shoot at the most ferocious enemies. If they dare to attack your relatives and fellow villagers, don't be lenient. Use your bows and arrows to face the jackals and tigers." Come on like a leopard!"

"Yes!"

A dozen men and young men agreed in unison, took out their bows and arrows and ran towards the bullock carts and horse-drawn carriages. The two men running at the back pulled the old village chief who was unwilling to leave behind the crowd.

The group of people on the opposite side couldn't help but murmur in their hearts when they saw that they were not afraid at all. There were even a dozen people who took out their bows and arrows and pointed them at them in a decent manner.

Is it possible that these people's food and clothing were not stolen but obtained by themselves?

Are these, so many animal skins the prey they hunted themselves?

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