Outside the shack, Liu Shuying's man was fighting with a thin man with a scar on his forehead.
The thin man with thin hair ran away with the fat man, and was surrounded by three other people in front. They were fighting with each other, but the winner had not yet been decided.
In the hazy moonlight, a thin man with a scar on his forehead stood in an open depression, his eyes full of cunning and viciousness. He held a gleaming dagger in his hand, reflecting the cold light.
He was thin and agile, like a flickering shadow when he moved quickly. There was a sneer on his face, as if he was enjoying the fight.
Liu Shuying's man is burly and looks a bit clumsy in the fight. When the fist is thrown out, it is powerful enough but lacks flexibility and skill.
The thin man with the scar on his forehead was different. He could nimbly dodge his opponent's attacks every time and then quickly counterattack.
His dagger drew arcs, approaching Liu Shuying's man's vital points every time. Use all your strength to make your opponent feel a great threat.
The two of them went back and forth, and the fight lasted for a long time without a winner.
The man Liu Shuying's arm was cut with a knife, which was not very deep. There were clothes blocking the advancement of the knife blade, and the skin and flesh were injured.
After Shen Chenming came out, he joined the battle.
Facing the thin man with a dagger and a scar on his forehead, he showed no fear.
His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see into people's hearts, staring closely at the speed and route of the dagger in his hand.
He raised his hand slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible force hidden in his fingers, rushing towards the thin man like lightning.
During this time, he never forgot to shout: "Take care of the wounds first, and I will do the rest."
After listening to this, Liu Shuying's man realized that he was injured and was bleeding. Now that Lao Shen is here, he can indeed retreat.
Against this thin man, Lao Shen had a better chance of winning than him.
Shen Chenming's hand slammed into the thin man's hand holding the dagger, and the force seemed to penetrate everything. In an instant, the hand of the thin man with the scar on his forehead was firmly controlled by him, and the dagger fell to the ground.
At this time, Shen Chenming turned his body slightly to one side and cleverly avoided the gangster's counterattack. He slammed his shoulder into the gangster's chest, slamming him to the ground.
The whole process only took a few seconds, but it showed his outstanding skills and extraordinary courage.
"Go get the rope from the house and tie him up."
Liu Shuying's man bit the cloth with his teeth, tied his wound, ran to the shack, took out the rope and threw it to Shen Chenming.
"Old Shen! Then, I will help them."
"be safe!"
Shen Chenming warned him and tied the scar on his forehead with a rope.
It won’t work unless it’s tied up firmly. If it escapes, where can I find it in the barren mountains and ridges? Let alone late at night, there are certain difficulties even during the day.
Tie it tight and see how he can run away.
Over there, Wu Yingying's man, He Xiaojuan's man and Chen Xiangmei's man faced each other, a thin man with thin hair and a short, fat man.
Logically speaking, three versus two should be a sure win.
Unexpectedly, the fat man actually had a gun in his hand, and the thin man with thin hair held a dagger in his hand and waved it at them.
The three of them did not dare to attack rashly because the black muzzle was too intimidating.
Thinking that they would not encounter hot weapons when they came to catch a few tomb robbers, they did not apply for a gun, not even a dagger, so they came bare-handed.
In my impression, tomb robbers are basically low-class people. They cannot carry any weapons with them. At most, they can only carry daggers, machetes, sticks and hammers.
Who would have thought that the fat man actually came out with a gun in his hand?
He clenched his hands, faced them, and kept shouting: "Back off, back off, don't come over, or I will shoot."
Facing the muzzle of the gun, the three of them were all numb. It was not because they were afraid of death, but because they felt it was incredible.
These people look like they are young at first glance. How did they bring guns into the country?
The three of them looked at each other and did not act rashly. They were in a stalemate. Their minds were running at high speed. What measures should be taken to avoid unnecessary sacrifices and still seize the gun in his hand.
The man Liu Shuying came over and saw the gun in the short fat man's hand. Instead of going forward, he turned back.
"Old Shen! That fat man has a gun in his hand, what should I do?"
Shen Chenming was stunned: "Got a gun?"
The thin man with a scar on his forehead laughed "quack, quack, quack" and was extremely proud of himself.
"Are you afraid? Our master has a gun in his hand. If he gets angry, he will kill you all one by one."
Shen Chenming stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, cracking it up and down. There was a "click" sound, and the thin man with the scar on his forehead screamed in pain.
My jaw was dislocated, and I could no longer make that annoying rattling sound. I screamed "ahhhhh" instinctively, and my saliva flowed everywhere uncontrollably.
When the lame and thin man next to him saw it, his pupils trembled, his neck shrank, and he didn't dare to make a sound.
He is afraid!
What if the man noticed him and removed his jaw too? It hurt when I heard it, so I decided not to do it. He would be better and not suffer that fate.
"I'll go take a look. You watch the two of them here."
After giving the instructions, Shen Chenming left.
He touched over quietly, rushed in front of the short fat man in an instant, and punched him in the back with lightning speed. The blow was so powerful that the short fat man was caught off guard and stumbled forward a few steps.
Shen Chenming took the opportunity to grab his gun-holding arm, twisted it hard, and cut his arm behind his back.
The short fat man screamed in pain, but Shen Chenming did not relax at all and continued to suppress his resistance.
Humpty Dumpty was suppressed with all his strength. He was very unconvinced and wanted to shoot, but the safety bolt was not opened.
He brought out the gun before to scare them, but he didn't really want to shoot.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, what he did in China could not be concealed at all. It would also alarm nearby villagers and garrison troops. He didn't want that. He just wanted to take away the things in the tomb, take them back home, and give them to his grandfather.
Suddenly attacked, his life and death were at stake. He wanted to shoot, but sadly found that he couldn't do it.
Shen Chenming yanked the short fat man's arm and bumped into him with his body. Hit by this sudden force, the gun in his hand was instantly knocked to the ground.
The whole process only took a few minutes, and everyone around was stunned. Shen Chenming's movements were crisp and neat, without any sloppiness. His reaction speed and physical coordination are amazing.
Without the gun, it was useless for the thin man with thin hair to have a dagger in his hand. Three against one, he had no chance of winning.
In less than a minute, he was completely eliminated.
As soon as the short fat man's gun fell to the ground, Wu Yingying's man rushed over to pick it up, holding it in his hand and looking at it.
He Xiaojuan's man went to the shack to get a rope, and Chen Xiangmei's man took it and tied up the thin man with thin hair.
Shen Chenming stepped on the short fat man's back, as if he were stepping on a turtle.
Wu Yingying's man tied his hands, and He Xiaojuan's man tied his feet. Together, they tied the short and fat man firmly and dragged him into the shack.
