Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

"Hey, another batch of fat sheep came."

"The old and the young are all slaughtered, and the young and the women are kept."

"I listen to Boss Heisha, kill me."

A group of about 50 bandits had already ambushed and swarmed down.

Some held bronze swords, while others simply used wooden clubs as weapons.

"Ah, there are bandits."

"Run away."

"Woo, mom, mom..."

The refugees were in a mess.

The old men and women ran slowly, and the bandits caught up in an instant and killed them from behind.

"what."

"don't want……"

There was a lot of screams.

A boy in the team, about seven or eight years old, stumbled and fell to the ground, "Dad, help me, I don't want to die..."

The bandit stomped on the boy's back with a grinning grin, and stabbed him to death with a sword.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Youwen's eyes turned red, "CNM, even the children are not spared, a bunch of beasts."

"Bastard, scum." Han Shen was furious.

He wanted to save people, but it was still a step too late.

"Look at me shooting your dog's head off with an arrow." Zhu Youwen said angrily.

"The supreme plug-in has been activated."

"Super sight deployed, target head."

Bending the bow and nodding the arrow, the feathered arrow shoots out as soon as you let go.

The arrow seemed to be injected with some kind of magical power, separated by a distance of 300 meters.

puff!

It hit the man's forehead, and his brains splashed all over the floor.

head shot!

Spike!

Chapter 164 Killing in a fit of rage (for subscription)

"Good kill, Brother Zhu is mighty." The brawny men cheered.

"Brother Zhu, good arrow." Han Shen said.

Good arrow?so cheap?Why does it sound weird.

The companion was killed, and the bandits were shocked and temporarily stopped.

The five refugees who survived by chance hid behind the tree in a panic.

I'm running out of strength, I can't run far.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in my affairs?" the bandit boss Heisha said angrily.

He was born five-year-old, dark-skinned, like a black man, very bluffing.

"Brother, looking at the other party's attire, he is probably from Puyang City." The old bandit Mole said.

He has wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes.

"I'm your grandfather, hurry up and lead him to death." Zhu Youwen stepped forward and said.

"Your grandfather? Is there anyone named that?" Heisha asked in confusion.

The men laughed, it turned out to be a fool.

"I'm your second grandfather. If you come to kowtow, I'll leave your whole body." Han Shen also said angrily.

Mole panicked, "Brother, they are taking advantage of you and pretending to be your grandpa."

Heisha's face darkened, but he couldn't tell, "Boy, you're so brave, I'll kill you."

With enough internal energy, his skin was pitch black, like a cloud, and he rushed over with the bronze sword in his hand.

"Brother Zhu, be careful, I'll meet him first." Han Shen drew his sword.

With a flash of icy sword light, he charged forward.

"Heisha, bandit leader, level 19, ninth level martial artist." Zhu Youwen saw the other party's level information.

Bow and nock arrow again.

"Super sight deployed, target head."