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In a short time, the bandits had completely withdrawn from the Juyi Hall, leaving more than 30 corpses, some of which were not dead, lying on the ground and moaning, including their boss Zhao Hui. According to Jiang Yu's information, there were about 200 fighters in the wave of bandits in the Tiger Gate, and there were about 70 or 80 people who usually went out to do things. In other words, there are still about a hundred people left in the Tiger Gate.

If these bandits go crazy and hundreds of people attack Lei Qing and his group together, it is very likely that Lei Qing and his group will be left behind. But with such consequences, there may not be more than thirty of these hundred people who will survive in the end.

However, if you want to unite hundreds of bandits to attack Lei Qing, treat death as if you are home, and use your blood and lives to fill this bottomless pit, I am afraid that few bandits will be willing to. Even if you go out and get involved in bandits, although you are doing something that has already locked your head on your waist, when you really have to fill it with your life, there will not be too many people who will be generously executed.

Lei Qing made a gesture, and the three black iron-level men in front raised their shields and slowly advanced outwards with a complete formation. Lei Qing held the sword in one hand, calmly and leisurely, leading out of the Juyi Hall with a calm face, with a calm face and strolling in the courtyard.

There were nearly a hundred bandits around outside. They had already found a safe location and prepared bows and arrows. However, just when Lei Qing stepped out of the Juyi Hall, no bandit dared to set an example and attack him first.

Lei Qing was not afraid of the hundreds of bandits, and regarded them like local chickens and dogs. His sharp and sharp eyes swept away. Those bandits with ferocious faces and fleshy faces, and usually facing the robbers who were robbed, did not dare to look at him. Feeling the sharp aura of Lei Qing's body as sharp as a blade, when he thought that half of the dead in the Juyi Hall were his hand, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his hand holding the knife was a little unstable. This man's sword was too fast and too ruthless. None of the people present could guarantee that he could take his move.

The most important thing is that he was not alone, but also had eleven subordinates, ten of whom were wearing heavy armor, with amazing defenses and powerful heavy crossbows.

By comparison, if these hundreds of bandits cannot work together and have a chaotic battle, if both sides fight hard, it is unknown who will win.

"I know, isn't everyone going out to make a living just to eat? If there is a better way out, who would be a bandit?" Lei Qing spoke, smiled faintly, and put the precious ice flame into the scabbard. His eyes also became much softer.

These words resonated with most bandits. Although they still maintained hostility towards Lei Qing, the tension disappeared a little, and they felt a little expectation.

"Brutal and unkind, Zhao Ling, who is ready to take you to the end, is dead. Even if you fight to the death, what's the use of it? Next, think about the right way." Lei Qing walked into the thieves group with his hands on his back, smiling and scrutinizing their faces. It seemed that he was not talking to a group of enemies, but examining his own subordinates. That strong confidence made the bandits feel more or less strange. At the same time, he also had a vague admiration for him.

Bandits are also human beings, they will respect those who are brave, bloody, and powerful. Especially people will worship those who can do things they cannot do. Moreover, Lei Qing's words also brought them into thinking. Indeed, Zhao Dazhen died, and where is the future future for his own group of people? Should they continue to guard this Tiger Hill and become bandits? Or... For a moment, most people began to worry about their future, and Zhao Hui's anger and hatred after his death were greatly alleviated.

"If I take my subordinates away from here and let you free, you will have only a few results." Lei Qing had already walked into the bandits' siege, as if he was scolding his subordinates: "First, you will continue to be bandits, either being annexed by other bandits or being wiped out by enemies who came to hear the news. Second, you can't defend this tiger hill, and the trees fall and money scatter, and each seeks a way out. I think, if you already have a better way out, why should you stay here and be a bandit? So, in the future, you will either live on the streets, or live a hard life for the rest of your life."

Some active bandits understood what he meant, and they clearly wanted to recruit them. Among them, the clever one began to respond: "Brother, what should we do? Otherwise, please give us a guide to our way out?" This bandit was really smart enough to let an enemy who had just cut off his boss.

Lei Qing walked up to him and stared at him. The man couldn't stand Lei Qing's momentum and nodded and smiled far-fetchedly.

"Look at you." Lei Qing suddenly became furious, burning the peak-level fighting spirit of bronze, and shook his voice out loud: "Everyone has a full face. To put it nicely, it is unruly, and to put it badly, it is full of banditry. Just write four words on his face, I am a bandit. Just by going out like this, which regular mercenary group is willing to accept it? Which organization with a little bit of a way dares to ask for it? Even if you can't come out and farm, go back to your hometown to farm, marry and have children honestly, which good family dares to marry your daughter? You said, "What about you, stand up straight for me, with your head tilted and your neck tilted, and stand without standing. Is this awesome? Do other experts stand like this? The legs are as long as women who have worked in the kiln for ten or eight years. What do you want to do? Are you planning to stop being a bandit and being a half-closed door?"

Hahaha, the other bandits burst into laughter and burst into laughter with some courage. Just like him, no one wants to be a half-closed husband? The bandit who Lei Qing said with his head was so embarrassed that his face flushed and he hurriedly stood up straight.

Lei Qing's swear words seemed to have brought everyone closer, and the tense atmosphere between the two sides dissipated a lot.

"Why are you laughing?" Lei Qing's voice was like a thunder bomb, making people's ears buzzing. His eyes swept away sharply, and no one dared to laugh, but held his mouth. He snorted coldly: "I said he was not good, are you good? Some of you have been bandits for many years, right? Look at you? They were all dressed in tatters, not even fitted leather armor. Do you have money in your pocket? Who has to have more than ten gold coins in their pockets to stand up for me? Even if you go shopping in the kiln, this poor look will be looked down upon by a girl, right?"

Lei Qing's words seemed to touch their minds. The kilns in Qingshi Town all have backstages. Even if they are bandits, they cannot go sideways if they want to have fun. And the snobbish girls are all refined in Laojun's furnace. They are really very sharp, rich, but not rich, have status or no status, and can be seen at a glance. If they do big business and share some money, the girls can still call them hypocritically. When they turn around, the money will be sold out and they won't even recognize you. They are really a ruthless actor and a bitch."

"My surname is nothing to say. My background is different from Zhao Rui. I am the direct descendant of aristocratic clans." Lei Qing shook his voice and said with a righteous expression: "This is destined. My starting point and ambition are many times stronger than the inequality guy like Zhao Rui. I dare not say that if you follow me, everyone will be able to embark on the road of glory and wealth. We will also have battles and deaths. However, as long as we are willing to fight and fight, I, Lei Qing, firmly believe that I will lead my brothers to create a road to heaven. Let each of you walk on the street hold your head and enjoy a respectful look. Let each of you walk into a brothel and not be discriminated against again. Even some brothers have the opportunity to become famous, dominate the world, and become a hero. Even if you are a marquis or a title, it is not impossible."

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