Gao Yihuan side, indicating that Fan Dongling and a group of people came in, more than a dozen men in the house, saw the gesture of the second brother, picked up the weapon, and some picked up a few tiles and stones hidden behind him, retreated to the edge of the house, and let out the middle.

These more than ten brothers, all came out of a village, tacitly understanding, the second brother of high school had ordered early in the morning, met a special situation to do what to do.

Henan is so broken, there are guise around the chaos, this group of people also walk the mound, the shape is more suspicious than the high Yi Huan.

Businessmen love to be rich, but businessmen are also good at controlling risks, the Grand Canal is obviously safer than Henan, and since we know that the open war, the road to the south will inevitably be blocked, why still go to Henan?

Of course, these speculations and doubts are not compared with the key one, this boy should not be surnamed Fan, and it is so coincidental that Shanxi's lay people, and the second brother's book is not white.

Fan Dongling apparently wanted to find out a little open message from Gao Yihuan here, and he saw Gao Yihuan's promise, and then turned to say: "Bring the mule in the courtyard, and then bring some food in."

The four men did not reply, just nodded their heads, and even if Fan Dongling saw this, even if he went to the house, he smiled and asked, "What is this brother called?"I don’t think you’re an ordinary person, so why do you run away with me?”

"I call it a high-humiliation."Gao Yihuan laughed miserly, "It's just that it's not an ordinary person, it's more to run."

The second brother replied casually, his eyes fell on the four men behind him, he could not feel the temperature of the Central Plains, the four people have been flat on their faces, as if their blood is as cold as their faces.

Fan Dongling did not doubt have it, nodded, "It is true, the thief specifically killed the rich squire, took the people's wealth, like the ordinary earth, it is difficult to become a big weapon."He said, "But the court is also corrupt and incompetent, acting unfairly, biased in the southeast, ignoring the suffering of the people of the north, otherwise the thief will become bigger."

Gao Yi nodded his head, which was an answer, and his eyes slowly moved away from the four people.

These five people, the most threatening should be the back four, and if he is not wrong, these four people with headscarves should be the real razor.

This makes Gao Yi Huan in his heart, "The Qing army has two years left in the customs, Henan is the hinterland of Daming, how did he hit this group of demons here?"

At present, he has no time to think about why this group of people appeared in Henan, and since they met, they can only kill them, otherwise this group of people may kill them.

However, although there are more than ten high-ranking brothers, the second brother has a fear in his heart when he thinks of the Qing army and can actually enter the customs, and then think about the various human tragedies they have created.

Fan Dongling saw that he bowed his head and thought that his words had caused high praise and joy, so he said: "The opening is a large city in Central State, the land of the water and the land, I don't know what to do?"“Are you going to go back?”

Gao Yihuan saw the four people, took a bag from each of the mules, stood down, felt the eyes of Fan Dongling, and then shook his head, "Breaking the siege of the army for a long time, I don't know when we hit, we do not intend to go back for a while."

Fan Dongling seems to be very interested in the war of Kaifeng, "Why, can't Kaifeng really hold on?"

He was asking, and the four men outside, had already brought the mules in.Each of the four held a long cloth bag, carrying a burden, and did not know what it was in the burden, but there should be no doubt that the weapon should be inside the long cloth bag.

Gao Yixiang looked at the four people, they were very strong, for the first person into the house, immediately looked at four times, saw more than a dozen thin men, took the initiative to retreat to the edge, the face of a hint of contempt.

As he walked in, he looked around, and suddenly his eyes fell on the pile of overturned fires in the middle, and saw a cake falling in the ashes, and the second brother of high school followed his eyes, and also fell on the cake, his face suddenly changed, his forehead sweating.

The fire was obviously just extinguished in a panic, and the man who was leading immediately looked up at the second brother, and a cold light was shot in his eyes, and suddenly a string of words appeared in his mouth.

Fan Dongling obviously can understand, some stunned back, and at this time, Gao Yihu suddenly kicks out, kicks him in the abdomen, Fan Dongling body is kicked up, the head and feet of the sky fell, mouth out of a scream.

Gao Yi Huan suddenly shouted, “With Laozi, dry dead turtle grandson!”

More than a dozen men retreated to the edge of the house, and now they just surrounded the four people in the middle, and everyone passed the baptism of the battlefield, they were used to life and death, and they were no longer the sharers of Gaojia Village, Zhao Daxian, Gao Yi仡 and others, suddenly hissing and roaring, and smashed the bricks to the four.

The head of the real Yi also roared, four real Yi immediately pulled the bag wrapped in weapons, but a few firewood and board bricks, but hit from all sides.

A real razor was hit in the head by the brick, his body dangling, his hand touched the head full of blood, he put his hand on the front of his eyes, first a look, then an angry roar, do not retreat, full of fierce face to greet up.

Gao Yixuan picked up a handful of dirt, and threw it to the oncoming, and the four men came up together, happy half squatting with a knife to break the real belly.

The bricks are like rain, I have to say that the second brother of this group also retains a lot of feminine fighting, the village crowd fighting.

The real razor was caught off guard, a brick went down, immediately broke the blood, and everyone suddenly picked up the weapon, and then rushed up, the real razor was smashed by the rocks, and was instantly killed.

The head of the real razor, only to use the wrapped bag of the knife to stop, and then the second brother picked up a stick, then the head to the real razor, do not want the real look, a foot to fly, the high second brother stepped in the footsteps of Fan Dongling, was kicked out, heavy on the wall, half a day did not slow down.

That real yi will pull the cloth, leak out a clear dangling knife, then to Gao Yi cheered, Zhao Daxian and Gao Zuyi two men, immediately waved a knife to stop him, but the real knife was like electricity, and heavy, but the two men killed and kept back.

At this time, Fan Dongling was scared, lying on the ground, more than a dozen men's means to complete, into a real knife and real gun and three real killing.

The leading name, in the face of the siege of many people, was not afraid at all, and for a while, instead of anger, Gao Zuyi was cut to the ground.

At this time, Zhao Daxian, facing off, the other two men around him, looking for the opportunity to counterattack, put out a small three-talded, but after all, the practice is not long, not very familiar, Zhao Daxian was sliced with two knives, painful to grin.

Gao Yi looked at the real ferocity, Zhao Daxian was going to be cut to death, he immediately climbed up, picked up Gao Yizu's long knife, and threw himself to the back of the real razor.

In the chaos, that true yi did not notice the second brother, he was engrossed in the front of the opponent to kill, the other two real Yi also with Gao Yiyi, lying on the ground of Fan Dongling to see this change, hastily touched a bloody brick, ready to smash to the second brother.

He was sitting up, raising his hand to throw, the second brother holding the knife's hand pulled, and then pushed, the sharp tip of the knife will "poke" into the back of the real razor.

True Yi was about to wield the knife to kill Zhao Daxian, but the high-hanging knife suddenly stagnateed, and Zhao Daxian, who was shocked by the cold sweating DC, reacted, and took the opportunity to stab the real abdomen.

The sword in Zhenyi's hand was removed from his hand, and the blood water spewing out of the blood trough, and a scream came out of his mouth.

The two real voices heard, they turned back in horror, and a razor was uttered in their mouths, and Gao Yi took the opportunity to cut it out with a knife and killed a real razor.

At this time, Zhao Daxian will be stabbed into the belly of the sword hard, and then jerked it up, Gao Yihuan also kicked in the back of the real razor, while drawing the knife, that really mouthed with blood, suddenly fell to the ground.

Gao Yihuan looked at the bloody knife in his hand, some lost his god, and his mouth murmured, "The old man killed, the old man killed, or a Tatar..."

On the other hand, the last real double eyes are red, know that they are finished, but do not admit defeat, but want to pull a few people padding back, he wielded a knife to cut, but in the end it is difficult for the enemy to be many, with Zhao Daxian and others to join, seven or eight men around him to cut, not often red eyes of the people cut to death.