What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

During the entanglement and confrontation along the way, Han Jiao had figured out that the middle-aged man in front of him was not as good at martial arts as his subordinates, but he had some punches.

At this time, no matter what, he couldn't sit still and wait for death, he had to win.

At least in terms of endurance, Han Jiao had the advantage.

"Ah!" Liu Changqing's face was ferocious, and he stabbed with a dagger!

Han Jiao dodged to the side, the blade rubbed against the sleeve of his right arm, and a crack was torn out with a "squeak".

The nervousness made Han Jiao's whole arm go numb for a while, and he subconsciously rubbed his arm with his left hand, but no blood was touched.

Liu Changqing swung his knife again!

Han Jiaochao took a step back, bent over quickly, touched a fist-sized stone on the ground, and threw it at the opponent's forehead.

It's crooked!

Before the stone fell to the ground, Liu Changqing stabbed fiercely with one knife after another like crazy!

After dodging more than ten knives in succession, Han Jiao accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground when he retreated.

Before he could get up in time, Liu Changqing had already rushed forward to hold down his legs, raised the knife with both hands, and stabbed Han Jiao in the chest!

Han Jiao struggled to turn to the left, but suddenly paused halfway, feeling that his right arm was being pulled tightly. Turning his head to look, he found that his sleeve was nailed to the ground by a dagger, and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

He wanted to take off his outer shirt quickly, but the belt would not be untied for a while.

Liu Changqing didn't pull out the dagger pinned to Han Jiao's sleeve, seized the right moment, strangled Han Jiao's neck, and strangled Han Jiao with all his might!

One of Han Jiao's sleeves was nailed to the side, and he couldn't reach it with his hand, and he couldn't break free. He had only one hand to resist, and he lost the wind in an instant. The deadly force on his neck instantly made his face turn red and his eyes protrude.

Han Jiao frantically pushed Liu Changqing's hands with one hand, but he couldn't push them away at all. In desperation, he squinted eagerly at Xie Duo who was under the tree in the distance.

When he winked at Xie Duo just now, he mouthed: "I'll lead him over!"

He wanted Liu Changqing, who was insane, to approach Xie Duo.

However, the distance between the two of them was too far from Xie Duo. Han Jiao dodged more than 20 attacks one after another, but only moved more than half of the distance, and he was still nearly 100 meters away from Xie Duo.

At this moment, Xie Duo straddled one leg in his direction, getting as close as possible, while the other leg was imprisoned by the iron chain, eagerly mouthing to Han Jiao.

Roughly speaking, "come a little more".

But Han Jiao had already tried his best, and the lack of oxygen quickly made his hands lose strength.

He withdrew his survival gaze from Xie Duo, and looked in the direction of his younger brother in the carriage with despair and unwillingness.

It seemed to hear my younger brother crying and calling himself.

Damn!

damn...

The scene in front of him suddenly turned into a blinding whiteness.

Han Jiao began to have intense tinnitus.

At the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, the force on his neck suddenly relaxed.

Han Jiao, who was breathing again, gasped suddenly, and a bellows-like sound came from his throat.

Shaking his head vigorously, the white light in front of his eyes returned to a blurry scene.

Han Jiao clutched his neck and waved his left hand weakly, trying to continue to resist the counterattack, but he didn't touch the person who was just on top of him.

After the blood flow resumed, the scene in front of me was completely clear——

Han Jiao found that Liu Changqing, half of his body was pressed on his leg, was lying on the side at this moment, and a long sword pierced through Liu Changqing's side neck, nailing him to Han Jiao's right side, his eyes were like copper bells. He opened his eyes wide open, and his eyes fell on Han Jiao's side waist.

The madman is dead.

All the strength in Han Jiao's body was emptied in an instant, and he wanted to push away the corpse on his leg immediately, only to realize that the sleeve of his right hand was still stuck aside, so he had to reach out to draw the dagger first.

Not far away, Xie Duo, who successfully threw the sword, was also sweating profusely at the moment, and sat down on the ground, mainly because he was frightened.

The distance was too far, just now Han Jiao wrestled with that man, Xie Duo only had a long sword left by the fainted thug beside him.

If the cast was wrong, not to mention failing to stab Liu Changqing to death, it is not impossible to accidentally kill the little prodigy.

Fortunately, when Liu Changqing restrained Han Jiao just now, his position remained stable, which made Xie Duo make up his mind and slammed his sword at the side of his neck.

God opened his eyes and hit it with one blow.

Xie Duo regained his senses, stood up dragging the chains under his feet, and waved to Han Jiao: "Bring back the sword!"

Han Jiao, who was still in shock, was severely hypoxic in his brain. He tried his best to prop up his body, his hands were shaking, and he pushed hard a few times, but he couldn't push the corpse on his lap away.

The irritable Ninth Prince who was not far away was about to turn his face in a hurry, and urged cursingly: "Kick with your feet! Are you made of cotton? Hurry up! Han Xiaobai! Pull out the sword first and throw it over!"

The masculine dignity played an important role at this moment. The body of "Han Jiao made of cotton" who was paralyzed due to lack of oxygen did not know where the strength came from, and pulled out the legs pressed by the corpse in one go, panting heavily. He stood up, held the hilt of the sword nailed in the mud with one hand, closed his eyes, and pulled it out suddenly.

The scalding liquid from the carotid artery of the corpse splashed towards him like a fountain. Han Jiao was soaked in blood, and holding the sword, he staggered towards Xie Duo.

"Where's the chain?" Han Jiao said with a determined look of "I can do it", he raised his sword unsteadily, and wanted to help Xie Duo cut the chain.

"I'll do it myself." Taking the sword from Han Jiao, Xie Duo knelt down on one knee and began to slash and smash the iron chain.

However, the anklet was quite thick, and the sword was not sharp enough. After a while, both sides of the blade were cut into curls, but the iron chain was unscathed.

Han Jiao, who was as red as a walking corpse, looked down at the iron chain and gave the judgment of a schoolmaster: "This is not good, it can't be cut."

The Ninth Prince was on the verge of rolling in anxiety at this moment, raised his head and stared at the little prodigy, and mocked fiercely: "Thank you for reminding me, I won't see it if you don't tell me."

Sitting in front of Xie Duo with a "plop", Han Jiao lowered his head and stared at the joints of the iron chains on his ankles, his gaze dulled by excessive fright, vaguely regained a bit of the sharpness of a schoolmaster.

"There is a keyhole." Han Jiao stretched out his hand to touch the gap in the wire with no expression on his face: "I need to find a wire, I can open the lock."

"Really?" Xie Duo threw away the scrapped long sword in his hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Han Jiao with "then why don't you go look for it?"

Han Jiao immediately stood up staggeringly. He must not be able to find it near the wire, so he could only look around for softer weeds and grass roots.

Finding a few that were barely hard enough, Han Jiao knelt down to Xie Duo's feet with one knee, formed three rings of grass roots, connected them together, and probed into the joint and lock seam respectively.

Xie Duo didn't believe that a few grasses could open the iron chain, but the little prodigy was concentrating on it for a while, and he actually hooked something.

There was a rusty friction sound from the lock seam, as if a pull button was slowly moving.

Han Jiao pursed his lips and concentrated, worried that a little force would break the grass roots, so he could only hook out at a constant speed and slowly.

Seeing that the lock was about to be undone, the big boss sitting in front of him suddenly lifted his collar at the back of his neck and swung it aside!

Han Jiao was thrown far away, and his back fell on the tree, failing to unlock the lock.

Before he could get out of his head full of obscenities, he saw arrows whizzing towards the position where he just lowered his head to unlock the lock.

The coachman who bought the bow is back!

Han Jiao raised his eyes in astonishment, and saw Xie Duo picked up an iron sword with a curly blade, swung it quickly, and blocked two flying arrows.

Xie Duo yelled at the bushes in the distance: "Your master has already gone to see Hades, and if you want to be with him, just shoot another arrow and let me see!"

There was a sharp sound of "嗖", and the person in the grass shot another arrow for the prince to see.

"Your Highness!" Han Jiao suddenly shouted.

Xie Duo turned to look at him.

Han Jiao pointed to the big tree behind him: "Go around the tree to hide the arrows!"

Before Xie Duo had time to express his opinion on this suggestion, he saw Han Jiao turned his head, ran towards the carriage, picked up the child in the carriage, and fled towards the depths of the woods as if flying, without turning his head once.

Han Jiao ran away unexpectedly.

The Ninth Prince was so angry that he could hardly swing his sword.

At this moment of confusion, the people in the bushes actually replaced their swords with crossbows!

Facing the accelerating arrows, it became more difficult to block and dodge, so Xie Duo had no choice but to dodge and hide behind a tree.

However, one leg was restrained by the chain and could not be retracted, so it became the target of the opponent.

Probably because he had never used a crossbow before, the arrows that flew out of the grass all missed.

It would be over sooner or later, Xie Duo pulled out the scattered arrows and threw them towards the opposite grass with bare hands.

But the distance is too far.

Xie Duo rushed to the grass and shouted: "Your master is dead, to whom do you show your allegiance?"

The arrows in the grass suddenly stopped.

After a while, a hoarse roar suddenly came out: "He is not my master, he is my uncle!"

Xie Duo was taken aback and didn't speak.

The people in the grass cried and shouted: "You stupid dignitaries! Don't give us a way to survive! I will die with you!"

Xie Duo was about to block, and asked back: "Who is it that doesn't leave anyone alive?"

The man in the grass shouted: "It's you! My uncle is just a servant. The king of Yan suddenly sent a group of vicious people to transfer the tent away. The people above got the news and pursued them step by step. In the end, they all came Bullying those of us who are the least powerful and powerless! If we don’t get the account books back, our whole family will die! You dignitaries don’t dare to argue with King Yan, bullying us, what’s the point!”

A moment of silence.

Xie Duo lowered his head and stuck his sword on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are the 'superior people', do you know?"

An aggrieved roar came from the grass: "Why should I tell you!"

"Speak out and seek justice for your family."

There was a moment of silence in the grass, and the tone became a little fearful: "You...are you a big shot?"

"It depends on who you compare with, but it is enough to deal with your superiors."

The people in the grass fell silent.

As if thinking about whether Xie Duo was deceiving himself, the people in the grass remained silent for a long time.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Xie Duo turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw a bloody man holding a big wooden stake, rushing towards him like a runaway wild dog!

The prodigy Han who hid his younger brother is back again!