Natural Disaster: After stocking up hundreds of millions of supplies, I won.

Nan Ci raised his hand, and the iron rod in his hand met the weapons of these people.

The iron rod is thick, long, and solid.

For an ordinary person, it would probably be difficult to pick it up, let alone fight with it.

But again, because it is thick, long and solid, it is very powerful when playing.

Nan Ci was so powerful that he didn't hold back at all this time. After the weapons collided, the six people were shocked and took two steps back.

The unlocking man was the shortest among the six people. Even though he was wearing thick clothes and wrapped himself like a bear, he still gave people a feeling of being thin.

After being knocked back a few steps, the lockpicker looked at Nan Ci in disbelief, "Fuck me, why is this little bitch so strong!"

The scarred man glanced at the unlocking man angrily, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. Hurry up and work! Is now the time to lament this?"

When the two of them were chattering, Nan Ci had already rushed toward them waving the iron rod in his hand.

It’s not unreasonable for villains to die from talking too much.

She stood right in front of them, and they actually had the time to talk.

Nan Ci's offensive was stronger than the six of them combined.

The iron rod was swung out, and three of the six people fell down immediately, and the lockpicker was one of them.

The scarred man looked at Nan Ci fiercely, "It seems that you are determined to make things difficult for us."

The moment he heard this, Nan Ci couldn't help laughing, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing here? Playing house with you?"

After saying this, Nan Ci didn't wait for the scarred man to react, and rushed forward again brandishing the iron rod.

The three scarred men are physically stronger, but only relatively speaking.

In addition, they have not received any professional training. In the past, they relied on strength in numbers and brute force.

But now these two things are simply not enough in front of Nan Ci.

After struggling to hold on for a few minutes, the three scarred men also fell to the ground.

At this moment, they no longer looked down upon Nan Ci before, and even less arrogant.

The lock-picking man is short and has poor physical strength, but his brain is obviously relatively quick.

He rolled over and got up, kneeling on the ground, raising his head and looking at Nan Ci with pleading eyes.

"Sister, we were wrong, please forgive us! As long as you forgive us, we will definitely not appear in front of you again in the future!"

Nan Ci didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and looked at the man who unlocked the door.

The lock-picking man's eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That's right! There's also a door lock! I opened the door lock, but I didn't do much damage! As long as the lock cylinder is changed, the lock will definitely still work! Do you want me to change the lock cylinder now?"

Nan Ci looked at the lockpicker with interest, "You still carry the lock cylinder with you?"

The man who opened the lock immediately beamed with joy, and patted his satchel vigorously, "Of course! Although the world is different now, the guy who eats can't lose it!"

What he said was actually a bit of devotion to his job.

Just as Nan Ci was about to speak again, his ears twitched slightly and his body turned sideways at the same time, successfully dodging the scarred man's knife.

He hadn't completely stood still yet, but Nan Ci could clearly see the anger of the scarred man and the regret in the eyes of the unlocked man.

Obviously, the lockpicking man didn't really beg for mercy. What he said just now was just to attract Nan Ci's attention so that the scarred man could take advantage of him.

The two of them cooperated well, but they didn't expect that although Nan Ci was talking to the lock picker, he was always wary.

Nan Ci's eyes swept across the faces of the two of them, "The opportunity has been given to you, but you are useless!

Now, it's my turn to take action. "

This time, Nan Ci no longer held any reservations, and swung the iron rod directly towards the scarred man's head.

Nan Ci's movements were very fast. Looking at this scene, the scarred man's eyes suddenly burst into tears. At the same time, he tried his best to turn his body and head to avoid the blow.

But the speed of the iron rod was much faster than his dodge speed.

Without any surprise, the iron rod hit him directly on the head.

In addition to the sound of hitting, there was also a crunching sound.

This was the sound made by the scarred man's head being knocked away by gravity and his neck being directly twisted.

The scarred man's eyes, which had been fierce just now, instantly lost their luster, and he fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

The unlocking man and the others were dumbfounded when they saw the scarred man fall to the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he made no sound.

At this moment, the ajar door was opened again, and the old Taoist priest walked in.

From the moment he opened the door to the moment he walked in, the old Taoist priest's eyes did not change much, and his eyes were flat and unwavering.

It seemed that the door to his house was opened and so many people appeared in the house, which did not surprise him at all.

The lock-picking man looked at the old Taoist priest who was getting closer and closer. His dull eyes suddenly burst out with light, and he crawled toward the old Taoist priest.

"Brother! Brother! Brother, you are back! You are finally back! Please save us!"

Looking at the crawling unlocking man, a question mark appeared on Nan Ci's forehead.

Is there something wrong with this play?

The lock-picking man had already arrived in front of the old Taoist priest, pleading with him in the same manner as before.

"Brother, we were just obsessed for a moment. We opened the door and came in to steal something. We didn't do anything harmful. But she couldn't help but kill one of us directly. It's really terrible!

Brother, please see that we didn’t steal anything and one person died, please let us go! "

The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes and stared at the unlocking man for a while, then slowly asked a question, "This is my house. You came to my house to steal things and you asked me to let you go?"

The lock-picking man was stunned for a moment when he was asked, but he quickly said, "We came to steal things, but we didn't succeed! Brother, you didn't lose anything, but the door was opened. I'll give you the lock cylinder in a moment." Replaced, guaranteed to be as good as new."

The old Taoist priest is very good at grasping the key points, "Did you open the door to my house?"

"It's me."

The lockpicking man admitted bravely, "But don't worry, brother, I will definitely give you a new lock cylinder -"

"There's no need for you to change the lock cylinder for me." The old Taoist interrupted the lock picker.

The lock-picking man was a little stunned, but then he was ecstatic, "I knew that you must be a good person, brother, and a good person must-"

"There will definitely be no good reward." The old Taoist priest continued.

The lockpicker was a little embarrassed, "Brother, no, you can't say that, listen to me -"

"Stop talking." The old Taoist priest interrupted the lock-picking man, "Keep your unlocking hands and you can leave."