Three long and one short, this is a signal to use an aircraft!
Just as the wolf whistle fell, several black sleeve arrows flew out from the grass.
This sleeve arrow is divided into male and female arrows. The male arrow has a sharp tip and can break iron; the female arrow has a blunt tip and a fishing net hidden in the arrow shaft.
Once the blunt end hits a heavy object, the fishing net will explode immediately.
Those sleeve arrows were both male and female. When one arrow flew out, the huge explosive force knocked the donkey cart over.
The moment the car overturned, several people immediately emerged from the straw pile.
I wanted to run, but it was too late.
The big net of the mother arrow fell down instantly, and several people were tightly trapped in it, unable to move at all.
"Wow"
Uncle Ya put away the fan: "Let's go."
As the old saying goes, it's easy to go up a mountain, but hard to go down.
However, Uncle Ya was already over sixty years old and was wearing a long robe, and he was even faster than me.
Even though I tried very hard to catch up, I was still far behind him.
I watched his steps from behind. It seemed like he was swaying from side to side, but in fact, he was drawing a circle with every step.
This is the most difficult footwork to learn in Taoism, the Eight Trigrams Mud Step!
This is a proper boy's skill, standing at the age of five, riding on the horse at the age of eight, plum blossom at the age of twelve...
Without one step, you won’t be able to practice this skill!
How could he, a storyteller, know this kind of kung fu?
At the foot of the mountain, Uncle Ya strolled forward and looked at the people in the net with a cold face.
"The person you are waiting for is me!"
He kowtowed to the handlebars and said, "I'm just a driver. I'll do whatever my boss asks me to do!"
"I don't know where I have offended you, the mountain kings!"
Uncle Ya sneered a few times: "In what era are you still the king of the mountain?"
"You don't know anything, do you?"
The handlebar type showed a pleading look on his face: "I swear to God!"
"Okay." Uncle Ya nodded: "Then there's no point keeping you, I'll kill you."
The tone was as casual as crushing an ant to death.
As soon as he finished speaking, several young men behind him walked up immediately.
The handlebar was dragged and dragged into the grass, and there was no movement again.
For a moment, I was shocked and speechless.
Uncle Ya, who has always been kind, actually has such a murderous and decisive side!
"You guys, do you know?"
There were four people on the ground, all with sly eyebrows and evasive eyes.
Uncle Ya suddenly bent down and pulled off a piece of green cloth from the collar of one of them.
He looked up and down for a while and said with a smile: "People from the Tsing Yi Gang dare to interfere, are you really not afraid of three swords and six holes?"
The man's face turned pale, he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"I said!"
At this moment, a short, fat man with a pockmarked face stood up.
I looked back and immediately smiled.
This is none other than a monkey!
Uncle Ya's face immediately darkened: "Why are you here?"
"me……"
Monkey suddenly hugged Uncle Ya's thigh and said, "Uncle Ya, I'm just looking for a place to make a living."
"I'll tell you everything! Just save my life, okay?"
Uncle Ya looked him up and down: "You also joined the Tsing Yi Gang?"
"No! Absolutely not!"
Uncle Ya pointed at his chest: "Open the collar."
Sure enough, the monkey didn't have the green strip of cloth on it.
Uncle Ya kicked the monkey away and rubbed the fan bone with one hand.
"From now on, you answer whatever I ask."
"First, did Chen Changming send you here?"
A trace of hesitation flashed in the monkey's eyes: "Probably."
"I want to make sure!"
Uncle Ya's voice made the monkey shrink back in fright: "Anyway, everyone says it's Boss Chen, but I
Didn't see him in person. "
I listened on the sidelines, and I probably had a sense of proportion in my mind.
It should be Chen Changming.
"Second, did you kill the Gu Po?"
The monkey shook his head quickly: "I really don't know this!"
"The last one, who is the mole you planted beside us?"
The monkey's head almost shook: "I'm just a gangster, so don't make things difficult for me!"
Uncle Ya nodded to himself: "Okay, I'll kill this one too."
The monkey howled all the way, was dragged into the grass, and made no sound anymore.
Uncle Ya looked back at the last two people.
"you……"
Before he could finish his words, someone suddenly stood up and said, "I know!"
I looked at this man. He had a straight face, a flat nose, a dark complexion, and a bit of baldness.
Uncle Ya pointed with his fan: "You tell me."
At this moment, Uncle Ya seemed to have become the judge of the underworld. The life and death of several people depended on his thoughts.
His behavior stunned me.
This aura is not like Ji Canghai's overbearing temperament, but rather one of calm and self-power.
"I was with Chen Changming before, but he later sent him out with a group of people to help him."
"I know about the eyeliner!"
I suddenly felt happy, Uncle Ya’s method really worked!
I also caught a big fish!
I held my breath and concentrated, and said word by word: "Who is it?"
"Yes, it's Ji Canghai!"
These words were like a thunderclap, making me burnt on the outside and tender on the inside...
