Night of the Nine-Tails, I Punch the Tailed Beast Ball

  Chapter 142 Be my son

  Yongze glanced at the man indifferently, and continued to walk forward.

  At this time, the man saw clearly Yongze's figure, the explosive muscles of his arms, and the big naginata in Yongze's hand.

   Swallowing, the man stepped forward bravely and said, "Brother, do you want to stay overnight, or I will take you to my house."

   It's not that the buddies are cowardly, but that this person looks really fierce.

  Nagaze patted the man lightly with the naginata.

boom!

  The man flew backwards in an instant, and slammed into the nearby house fiercely.

  Yongze continued to walk forward, and soon saw a **** scene.

   There are five or six tables there, and there are still some leftovers left on the table.

  But apart from leftovers, there were still some human parts on the table, such as hands, feet, and ears. The original gray-yellow table was stained **** with bright red blood.

  A group of people dressed as villagers stepped on the **** corpse, toasting and cheering, as if they were celebrating something.

   "Brother, there is a boy who is not here. It is the one who asked us for a drink before. It seems that he has gone to the toilet."

  A bandit counted the corpses on the ground and found that one person was missing, so he reported to the bandit leader

   "Going to the toilet, it probably fell into it." The bandit leader took a sip of his wine, waved his hand indifferently, and laughed.

   Apparently he didn't think that young man who seemed helpless was of any use.

"Hahaha."

"Ha ha."

  The bandit next to him also laughed, laughing at the young man's incompetence.

   "I made a lot of money this time. I didn't expect that there are not many people, but there are quite a lot of goods." A bandit laughed and said

   "That is, thanks to the cleverness of the elder brother, those people must not have imagined that we will build a village here. We will not make any attacks at night, but wait for them to rest in the village." Some bandits began to flatter.

   "That's it." The bandit leader became proud, and said, "Only a stupid bandit would block the road. If someone dares to come to you, he must be prepared."

  "And here I am pretending to be an ordinary villager, not only can I catch them off guard, but I can also drug them when they eat and drink.

   If it is really difficult to deal with, you can treat yourself as a villager and let the other party pass by. "

  Yongze is speechless, bandits are not scary, but they are educated.

   "Hey, brother, there are people over there." A bandit saw Yongze's figure.

  Yongze is too lazy to talk nonsense with these bandits.

   Click, click, click!

  Yongze used the ability of the shaking fruit, and blasted out the fist with a white halo.

  Boom! !

  The terrifying concussion force exploded in the air, forming a powerful shock wave, rushing towards the bandit.

"what!"

  The thieves screamed one after another, and they were all sent flying by the air shock. They slammed into the nearby house and knocked it into ruins.

   This huge movement woke up Gao Qiao who was lying in front of the toilet door.

  Gao Qiao looked around blankly, then ran towards the sound.

   When he ran there, he saw the strong old man he saw in the tavern at noon standing there with a large naginata.

   And the old man who had scolded him not long ago was already lying on the ground, with countless marks of knives on his body.

   And those uncles who usually took good care of him also lay on the ground, with bright red blood gushing from their bodies.

  Gao Qiao rushed forward to question the strong old man, asking if he did it.

   Is it because of what he said at noon that he is going to follow them and kill them all?

  But at this moment, although Gao Qiao drank, his mind was always sober.

  The naginata held in the strong old man's hand was as big as it was, and if he chopped it off with a single blow, he might not be split in half directly, and the marks left by the knife would not be so small.

  Gao Qiao took a deep breath, and saw a villager dressed up, holding a knife, lying in the ruins of the house.

  Gao Qiao quickly looked for other villagers, and found that many villagers were holding weapons.

   Obviously, they were ambushed by bandits. This is not a village at all, but a den of bandits!

  Gao Qiao quickly ran to Goshin Inoue and tried one by one to see if he could find one alive.

  Unfortunately, no matter how hard Gao Qiao searched, he couldn't find a breathing one.

  Gao Qiao knelt on the ground in frustration, crying with his head in his arms.

  How much he liked drinking before, how much he hates drinking now. Obviously, the old man has always said that you can't drink at this time, so be careful.

  He didn't take it seriously, and went to the villagers to ask for wine.

  If he didn't drink, he could fight side by side with his father and the others, and maybe the result would be changed. Even if he couldn't change the result, it would be better than him living alone.

   "Do you want revenge? There is a bandit at the entrance of the village." Yongze said lightly.

  Gao Qiao's performance is tentatively satisfactory, he is not dazzled by hatred, and knows how to observe.

  Hearing Yongze's words, Gao Qiao grabbed the weapon on the ground, his eyes were red, he didn't speak, and staggered towards the entrance of the village.

  Yongze didn't follow, the man was slapped by him, and he had already lost his combat effectiveness, and he was powerful even if he could move.

   After a while, Gao Qiao came back with an extra head in his hand.

  Gao Qiao took the knife and began to dig the soil, as if he didn't want his father and the caravan to die in the wilderness.

However, Gao Qiao is an ordinary son, and the knife itself is laborious to dig the soil, and he may have eaten poisoned vegetables. After a while, Gao Qiao was out of breath and had to stop and rest for a while, but the hole he dug But it's not enough to bury your head.

  Yongze chopped his feet lightly a few times, and a big hole was created.

   "Bury them, they have tried their best and fought to the end." Yongze said.

  The caravan corpses had wounds on the front and sides, not on the back, and they were all gathered together, which at least shows that no one escaped.

  Gao Qiao propped himself up with a knife, and pulled the caravan people into the pit with difficulty.

  After burying it, Gao Qiao just sat there stupidly, muttering that it would be better if he didn't drink.

  "If you are sad enough, stand up, the dead will not return because of this, let's live more splendidly, so that their spirits in heaven will also be happy."

   "Be my son." Yongze bent slightly and stretched out his hand towards Gao Qiao.

   Looking at the tall Yongze, Gao Qiao was in a trance.

  If he had the power of Yongze to kick out a deep hole with a light kick, wouldn't what happened today would not have happened.

  Gao Qiao grabbed Yongze's hand subconsciously, it was a warm, generous and powerful palm.

  Gao Qiao just felt dazed, and he stood up without feeling any discomfort.

  Gao Qiao looked at Yongze and asked, "Who are you?"

   "Gu la la la." Yong Ze laughed and said, "Edward Newgate, remember this name, from now on, you will be my son."

   Seven thousand words today, try my best

   Everyone, try not to raise them, I will try my best to explode

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