Jiang Mu didn't say anything, but the young man with a fur hat was very upset. He took off the short gun on his back and pointed it at the woman and said angrily: "Damn it, I have never seen someone like you!"

While speaking, the young man with a fur hat waved his short gun and pointed at the group of refugees, saying loudly: "If you are not afraid of death, come. I just have food, what's the matter!"

The young man with leather hat held a gun in one hand and protected Jiang Mu in the other, and whispered: "Brother Master, can you still fight?"

Jiang Mu said slightly, "Only try."

Before, he fought with Chang Qiyi, and he had already fought his life. He was in a coma for so many days, and his physical fitness was not good, so he was uncertain whether he could still have any strength.

"Hehe," the young man with leather hat said freely: "I, Zheng Weiwei, can fight side by side with the master one day."

"Oh, by the way, master brother, my name is Zheng Wei!"

"My name is Jiang Mu, my name is Zibai... Yes, let's do it!"

Jiang Mu suddenly stopped retreating and shouted loudly.

The air suddenly became compact,

Some weeds and stone chips in the ruined temple were suddenly disturbed.

A different sound suddenly came from the air, as if shackles suddenly descended on the refugees,

At that moment,

The bodies of those refugees were bound!

Before those people could react, Zheng Yi-Shi suddenly took a step forward and inserted the short gun in his hand into the throat of a refugee.

Blood suddenly sprayed out,

Zheng Wei's feet kept stopping, and waved his short spear and directly passed the throats of the two refugees. A red line appeared on the necks of the two refugees, and in an instant it turned into a curtain that dyed half of the neck.

Three corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

"Kill them, kill them!"

At this moment, the leading middle-aged man suddenly shouted, and suddenly waved the steel knife in his hand, and actually broke free from the constraints in that moment.

Immediately afterwards, the other refugees broke free after a moment of restraint, and their physical inertia made them rush over.

Jiang Mu had cold sweats on his forehead, his legs became weak, and he took a few steps back.

His face became paler. Jiang Mu held the stone statue of the mountain god with one hand and pinched a hand gesture with the other hand. A wisp of heaven and earth's vitality quickly gathered, and a faint tic toe appeared in the palm of his hand.

"It's the sick chatter who used the magic trick, kill him!"

Suddenly, the woman who was already squatting on the ground behind the refugees noticed Jiang Mu's abnormality, hurriedly stood up, pointed at Jiang Mu and shouted.

The middle-aged man holding a steel knife suddenly dodged and avoided Zheng Wei's attack, rushed towards Jiang Mu, slashed Huashan with one move, and slashed at Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu suddenly felt a warning in his heart and turned sideways slightly.

He barely avoided the knife,

Taking advantage of that moment, Jiang Mu slapped the middle-aged man with a backhand,

A jing-character character that was almost nothing appeared in the air. Over the broken temple, four heaven and earth energy transformed into two horizontal and vertical channels, covering the middle-aged man.

Zheng Wei, who was fighting with several refugees, saw this scene. He threw the short gun in his hand hard, snatched the sharpness, and inserted it directly into the middle-aged man's head like a tofu. From the back of his head, he pumped it out directly through his forehead, and his brain spilled all over the floor.

Jiang Mu took a few steps back and gasped heavily.

As soon as the middle-aged man died, a group of refugees suddenly lost their backbone and were stunned for a moment.

There were only nearly ten of them, and three of them had been killed before. Now that they even had the leader killed, they suddenly became panicked.

Zheng Wei took the opportunity to rush over, pulled out the short gun from the body, then looked at the refugees, and said viciously: "I came from a mountain of 100,000. Who else is not afraid of death? Stand out for me!"

Zheng Wei is a tall and thin young man who doesn't look intimidating, but now he has the blood on his face and a few corpses, and the ruthlessness of killing people is enough to say that it's terrifying.

Although these refugees are very bold, they are just a group of ordinary people who are forced to do anything about it. They are not well-trained elite soldiers of all battles.

After the confidence in my heart was broken,

Just a group of scared ordinary people,

At first glance, Zheng Wei is still as powerful as a rainbow, and there is also Jiang Mu who they think is good at using magic.

Suddenly, I felt timid.

"If you don't do it, get out!"

Zheng Yi shouted loudly and took a step forward, which was shocked by the refugees in panic and fled.

The woman squatting on the ground with her daughter in her arms was filled with fear when she saw this situation. She hurriedly picked up her daughter in her arms and wanted to run with the refugees.

"stop!"

Zheng Wei suddenly pointed at the woman and said, "Others can leave, you, a poisonous woman, cannot leave!"

The woman didn't care about these things and ran out of the ruined temple like a desperate attempt.

Zheng Wei picked up a stone and threw it at the woman, smashed it on the running woman's back, and staggered directly, smashing the woman to the ground.

The woman fell into the snow and her daughter was also crushed to the snow. She looked up at the refugees who were running away in front of her and shouted: "Save me, save me!"

However, it was useless to let her scream and scream. The refugees were all scared and wished they had two more legs. How could they come back to save her?

Zheng Wei dragged the short gun, walked over with a sneer, and mocked: "Just like you, a poisonous woman, who will come to save you? When you were hurting Brother Jiang and I, you thought you would be today!"

"You woman is really not a thing. Brother Jiang has pity for you and your daughter. He kindly gave you his food to eat. You actually turned around and wanted to kill us. It's so damn!"

The woman seemed to be desperate,

He actually turned over and lay in the snow, looking at Zheng Wei and Jiang Mu who were slowly walking out, and sneered: "Why, why can you have noodles to eat? Our orphans and widows will starve to death?"

"Why do you give us half a piece of cake even if you have so much food? You are so kind, why don't you give us more cakes? Ah, you are kind enough to be a bitch and want to set up a archway when you are a bitch!"

Zheng Wei's lips twitched slightly and said, "Damn it, we two big men only have a few cakes, and we have eaten them all. What should we eat? Will we starve to save you?"

"Isn't he a good person? He should give us all the food. You are just pretending to be kind. A kind person should not eat more than we do. The leftover gifts he eats are just fake. Haha, you are a good person. Why don't you give us what you eat? Why..."

"Why should you live, right?"

Jiang Mu walked over, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his pale face. What a hypocritical logic.
Chapter completed!