"You go and inspect the goods."
Diao Liuye, the leader of the beards, waved his hand, and all the beards got off their horses.
Goldfish Eyes held the saber in his hand and said carelessly: "You guys stand aside, who dares to move? Be careful that grandpa's saber doesn't recognize anyone!"
Zhou Paotou smiled apologetically and said, "The person on the raft is our companion. Can we lift him off first?"
"Shut up, I told you to move again." Goldfish Eyes refused arrogantly.
"One of Shehao's fangs is broken. It's a pity."
"This bear is really big. Look at its claws and teeth..."
The bearded men stood in front of the raft and commented.
Zhu Dachun couldn't stand their faces, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhao Lin quietly moved his steps, came to Liang Song, and whispered: "You know all the people who are in the mountain leopard, is this Diao Liu strong?"
After expending so much effort to hunt down the strange beast, I felt really unwilling to be snatched away by Beard like this.
Liang Song's brows jumped, and he lowered his voice and said: "He is the sixth master of Zuanshan Leopard. He is relatively senior, but he is not among the top ten in terms of strength. To put it bluntly, he is in charge of logistics and food. I heard that he is at the second level of strength. .”
"What is the second level of strength? How powerful is it?"
"There are three levels of strength: skin training, bone training, and tendon training. When you reach the second level, you are known as copper skin and iron bones."
Zhao Lin frowned and said: "Copper skin and iron bones? Doesn't that mean you are invulnerable?"
Liang Song shook his head slightly: "That's not the case, it's just that the skin is tougher than ordinary people, and the muscles and bones are stronger."
"Let's put it this way, if all the warriors in the power realm were to fight head-on, they wouldn't be able to survive even half a moment in front of Xiong Zhuzi. Otherwise, why would they be trying to steal our prey?"
Zhao Lin thought it was reasonable, but he didn't know what other methods the other party had.
Liang Song saw what he was thinking and said, "He should not be as strong as you, but since you haven't learned any boxing or kicking skills, you will be at a disadvantage in this regard."
Zhao Lin lowered his head and glanced at the iron gun on the raft. He thought that if he had the iron gun in his hand and used a spear-style sneak attack, he should be 70% sure of a fatal blow.
But if he went to get the gun now, Huzi would definitely be on guard, and would swarm him without even waiting for him to take action.
"You should talk to Zhou Paotou first, and I'll see if I can find an opportunity."
Liang Song nodded, "As long as we can kill the leader, it will be easy for others to talk about. Zhou Paotou and I have poisonous arrows, just in time to kill these beasts..."
"This gun is so heavy!"
A bearded man saw the spear lying on the ground and reached out to pick it up out of curiosity, but he didn't even lift it up, so he couldn't help shouting.
"Master Liu is an expert with guns, let's show him to Master Six."
Goldfish rushed forward, picked up the iron gun, and brought it to the bearded leader like a treasure.
"Let me try."
Diao Liuye reached out to take the spear and praised: "What a spear!"
He grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands and stabbed, picked, chopped, pointed, smashed... and used several gunshots.
"Master Six, what a trick!"
"Only Mr. Liu can use such a heavy gun."
"Master Liu is a master of marksmanship..."
The beards cheered loudly.
Zhao Lin watched with cold eyes, feeling suddenly like a tiger watching a donkey in Guizhou kicking its legs.
The gun moves are beautiful, but there is a slight lag between operations, which is obviously insufficient.
Is this the strength of the second level of power realm?
If he hadn't absorbed Xiong Zhen's soul, Zhao Lin's power might only be a little stronger than him, but now...
"In a simple comparison of strength, I am worthy of him!"
Zhao Lin felt confident.
"This is a gun used in the military. It is suitable for immediate charge. It is still too heavy for daily use."
A smile appeared on Master Diao Liu's face, and he pretended to be humble. As he spoke, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he looked at Zhao Lin and others.
"Whose gun is this?"
Before Zhou Paotou could speak, Zhao Lin rushed to say, "This gun is passed down from a small family."
The expression on Zhou Paotou's face changed. For a moment, he didn't understand what Zhao Lin meant by this move. Liang Song leaned over and whispered a few words.
Diao Liuye squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Lin, "Can you use this gun?"
Zhao Lin raised his head, showing a naive look, "I can't do it well, but I can just fiddle with it a few times."
The goldfish's eyes "cut" and said, "Blow me, I have trouble holding you, but you can handle a hammer..."
Diao Liuye raised his hand to stop Jinyuyan from continuing and said in a deep voice, "Show me."
"Okay." Zhao Lin stepped forward obediently, and Diao Liuye suddenly threw the gun over.
Zhao Lin stretched out his hands to catch it. Unexpectedly, the momentum was too great and he fell down on the ground without being able to stand firmly.
"Hahaha..." The bearded people laughed.
Master Diao Liu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
When he threw the gun, he deliberately increased the force, intending to test Zhao Lin's skills.
This time it turned out that although Zhao Lin was quite strong, he was not someone who had practiced martial arts.
"Stop laughing, watch him use the gun."
Diao Liuye put away his smile, pointed at Zhao Lin and said, "I want to see if you are good at martial arts."
Goldfish Eyes yelled, "Boy, do you hear me? Practice hard. If Master Six takes your fancy, I will take you back to the village to eat well and drink spicy food."
"The food is popular and the drink is spicy? That's great!"
Zhao Lin stood up immediately after hearing this and wiped the snow off his butt.
He picked up the spear, made a gesture in a formal manner, then took a big step forward, and slipped away...
His feet slipped and he fell out with his gun.
The beards laughed again, and Diao Liuye shook his head in disappointment.
"I only have a lot of strength, but my brain is not very bright."
None of them noticed that Zhao Lin was less than two feet away from Diao Liuye's horse.
Zhou Paotou and Liang Song looked at each other, clasping their fingers on the bow string in front of their chests, and put their other hand behind their backs, resting on the quiver.
"No, no, the snow was too slippery just now!"
Zhao Lin stood up with an angry look on his face, muttering and picking up the iron gun on the ground.
"You go back, keep the gun." Diao Liuye waved his hand impatiently.
This time Zhao Lin didn't listen to him. He suddenly bowed his body and rushed towards him with all his strength in his legs.
With a shake of his arms, the spear penetrated the horse's neck from bottom to top, and then stabbed out from the back of the horse's neck with a "pop" sound, hitting Diao Liuye who was sitting on the horse in the middle of the lower abdomen.
Zhao Lin felt resistance coming from his hand, which was somewhat similar to the feeling when he assassinated Xiong Zhen, but it was also unable to stop the iron gun from moving forward.
"you dare……"
Diao Liuye never expected that Zhao Lin would do something like this. He was so frightened that he roared and used all his strength to use the diamond iron plate bridge, and his upper body fell backwards.
As soon as he dodged, the iron gun that should have been pierced into his stomach came out of his chest again, and his whole body was nailed to the horse.
Zhou Paotou and Liang Song took off their bows and arrows while Huzi's eyes were on Zhao Lin, and each shot an arrow.
The two beards fell down in response.
"If you dare to sneak attack me, kill them!"
The bearded men had been fighting for a long time and reacted very quickly. The remaining four drew their sabers, one of them ran towards Zhao Lin, and the other three shouted to kill Zhou Paotou and Liang Song.
It was too late for Zhou Paotou and Liang Song to shoot any more arrows, so they threw away their tip bows, pulled out their hunting knives and charged forward...
"I didn't expect that I would be pecked in the eye by geese all day long..."
The bearded leader knew that his injuries were fatal, and it was impossible to escape alive today.
Holding back the severe pain, he reached into his arms, touched a bottle, and took off the cork. A faint musky scent suddenly came out.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the red pill in the bottle...
