Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 288: Weird way to die

The gangster grabbed the head biting his neck with his hands and tried his best to get it open. It looked more like he was holding the head.

In just a few breaths, the gangster's hands and feet were already weak, and the sound of "wuwuwu..." in his mouth became weaker and weaker.

After a while, the gangster lost all the strength to struggle and was just swaying and twitching. In the end, only a yellow-faced corpse was left on the ground.

The rain is still falling, and the surrounding ground is wet. Some of the wounded are waiting for the fighting to end. Many people are so weak that they cannot open their eyes because of the rain. When they are thirsty, they open their mouths to receive food. A little rain.

Another person was lying on the ground uncomfortably, and felt someone rubbing against him from behind. He just turned around to take a look, and his neck was bitten by Han.

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The fighting not far away is still going on, and it has completely fallen into the night. It will rain tonight, so there will be no stars and moon, and the visibility is extremely low.

But after all, most people have practiced some martial arts, and their eyes can still see things clearly after adapting to the darkness.

A group of gangsters are not fighting each other to the death. They are also very experienced against such opponents with martial arts. They use their numerical advantage to fight, focusing on consumption to minimize their own losses.

But even so, there were more injured and dead gangsters than expected.

It’s just that the group of people surrounded are definitely rich, and more importantly, there are two women among them. Their appearance is really outstanding for the gangsters in this bitter cold place.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a woman, sows are all beautiful, not to mention those two women with outstanding protrusions and convex faces. They had been eyeing them two days ago, and the other two or three women were not bad either. The appearance may not be perfect, but the figure is not inferior.

In contrast, although the ideas are tough, they are not too much to eat.

In fact, from the time before the rain started until now, many bandits have noticed that these warriors cannot recuperate quickly enough.

Several leaders wearing hats were riding on horses, looking at the warriors fighting in the distance. Those fierce and fierce moves at the beginning were used less.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you have higher martial arts skills. Jianghu people are just Jianghu people. Although they are good at fighting, they don't know how to fight against a group that forms an army."

Hearing the sarcasm of his companion, the other person also sneered and answered.

"Yes, the moves they used at the beginning were very aggressive, but they also consumed a lot of energy. Although they killed many of our brothers, they could not change the overall situation. If the most powerful people among them break through alone, , it’s still somewhat possible..."

"Humph, if it weren't for the heavy rain, the bows and crossbows alone would be enough for them!"

While the few people were talking, their eyes swept across the gangsters' formation, and they saw someone dragging the seriously injured brother out. This one didn't move when he was carried out, and he didn't know how seriously injured he was.

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Two bandits were specifically responsible for dragging the injured brothers out of the battle group today. Today's fighting was indeed fierce, and there were at least twenty brothers they dealt with, not including those who were already dead.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, dragged the unconscious man to the wounded in the rear.

"Huh...huh...huh...I'm so tired! Bazi is lucky. He just fainted. I don't know if he was faking it."

One of them wiped his face, wiping away the blood and muddy water on his face, then raised his head and let the rain wash away his face.

The other person sat directly on the muddy ground and gasped.

"Okay, it's nothing to be tired. We don't need to rush to kill you today, at least it's safer!"

"It makes sense, and since we have saved so many brothers, they will share some of the meat when they eat it, hehehehe..."

After drinking the rainwater to quench his thirst, the gangster suddenly stopped mid-laughing. He felt something was wrong, but he seemed to be unable to explain it.

It was my companion who mentioned the problem first.

"Hey, brothers, why are you lying still?"

"Yes! Hey, hey, hey...what are you doing? Are you asleep like this in the heavy rain? Old bird?"

The two of them pushed the nearest injured brother. This man was nicknamed Lao Que. He was very slippery when fighting and never suffered serious injuries. Today, his foot was just sprained and swollen. Look. It doesn't matter if it's serious.

But after pushing the person a few times, there was no reaction from the other person. The gangster who pushed the person suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he stepped over the old bird's body and walked to the other side.

I looked closer and took a closer look. Although the visibility was not high, I still saw something was wrong with the wounded man. I reached out and touched the other person's chest and found that there was no heartbeat.

The gangster looked at his companions with an ugly expression.

"Dead!"

"Look at the others!"

There was no laughter on the faces of the two of them. When they walked near the wounded, they either sniffed or felt their heartbeats. Without exception, they were all dead.

When one of them was feeling the pulse on the person's neck, he suddenly touched the wound on the dead body's neck. He was suddenly shocked and pulled open some of the other person's clothes to take a closer look.

"What kind of injury is this!?"

Another person also saw it. The two of them checked several corpses again. Without exception, they all had similar wounds. Now their expressions changed drastically.

"Several leaders... something bad happened! All the wounded here are dead!"

"Come and see, something is wrong with the brothers here...!"

The shouts of the two people attracted the attention of others, and immediately some gangsters from the periphery came over to check.

A burly leader quickly approached a corpse.

"Third Master, look at their necks, they all have bite marks!"

The Third Master looked at the speaker, knelt down on one knee and pulled open the skirt of a corpse. Due to the visibility, he could only see the injury on the neck but could not see clearly, so he reached out to touch it.

The bite marks are wide, but two holes are particularly deep.

The third master touched the forehead of the corpse again, stroked the bangs covering it, and saw several deep marks on the forehead. He gestured with his hands, which was exactly the angle for grasping.

The third master imagined a scene in his mind. Something bit the neck of the deceased, and a hand with long nails pressed on the forehead of the deceased, making it impossible to lift it up. At the same time, the nails scratched Injured deceased's forehead.

Following this train of thought, the Third Master explored the chest and abdomen of the corpse and pulled open his clothes. Sure enough, he found another compression mark and scratch, which obviously prevented the injured from getting up.

‘Great strength! ’

This icy spring rain did not make the Third Master feel very cold, but at this moment, there was a biting chill running through the body, and the scalp was numb, and goosebumps appeared on the body.

‘Don’t stay here for long! ’

This idea is extremely strong!

The third master no longer hesitated, and directly pulled out the short whistle from his clothes, and blew hard with all his breath.

"DiDi"

The sharp whistle pierced the rain curtain and the night, reaching the ears of all the fighting gangsters, and also reached the ears of more than a dozen warriors.

Obviously, the gangsters immediately eased their offensive. Many of the spears and halberds were stabbed back and many gangsters retreated.

This undoubtedly gives the warriors a lot of breathing space, but they will not fight back immediately. Firstly, they really don't have enough energy, and secondly, they are worried about being deceived.

Many people were squatting on one knee with their swords in hand, gasping for air.

"Hoo...ho...ho...what, what's going on? Why are they retreating?"

The strong man holding the turban grabbed two long knives that he had snatched, and rested on the ground. He had always insisted on being the strongest among the warriors, and took the lead when fighting.

But at this time, a pair of strong hands were actually trembling slightly, but because of the rainy night, not even the partners noticed, let alone the gangsters.

"No, I don't know, there was a whistle just now...Yes, could someone from the army have been killed?"

"It doesn't look like it! Hurry, take a rest! Ho...ho...ho..."

Some warriors took the time to recover.

"How is everyone doing? Is everyone okay?"

"I can't die!" "Hold on, hold on..."

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The warrior was panting, while on the other side of the gangster encirclement, two other leaders rode their horses towards the whistle. Before they got close, they shouted at the third master.

"Third brother, what's going on? It seems like they can't hold on much longer!"

"Yes, why are you blowing the evacuation whistle? Is there any change in this dark and rainy night?"

The third child stood up and wiped his face, pointing to the corpses on the ground.

"There is something unclean. The injured brothers are all dead. Each one has his neck bitten. This place is not safe. Run away!"

While speaking, the Third Master had already mounted his horse and pulled the reins toward the outside.

The two leaders who arrived looked at the brothers beside them, and then at the way the third brother twisted his neck and rubbed his hands. They were obviously a little frightened.

The two even dismounted their horses to check and confirmed the strange situation in front of them.

"Withdraw! Everyone withdraw!"

While the leader was speaking, he and the other leader had already pulled out short whistles, and the third leader also picked up the whistle again and brought it to his mouth.

"Beep" "Beep" "Beep"

The three of them blew the whistle together. Now, the gangsters who heard the whistle reacted more clearly and retreated outside, unable to even maintain the encirclement.

Several leaders yelled outside.

"All mount up, all mount up! If you don't have a horse, sit behind others, you can have two people and one horse!"

"Go quickly, go wherever you want..."

Many gangsters started running, following the leader's voice, and then fled together in the rainy night.

The group of warriors all stared blankly at this scene, unable to stop it and not wanting to stop it.

"They...ran away?"

"We fought them off? We fought them off!"

"Hahahahaha...we won!" "We defeated them!"

The cheers went from sporadic to one after another, looking for the book garden www.zhaoshuyuan.com from disbelief to excitement, and the joy of surviving the disaster rose in everyone's hearts.

After a while, the warriors calmed down from their excitement. Many of them were injured, and some were seriously injured. They urgently needed to find a sheltered place to repair.

Seeing that the gangsters had left many corpses behind, the turbaned man and the two of them also walked over to search, hoping to find some suitable medicines and other supplies.

"Ouch, uh..."

A gangster on the ground groaned, and two knives were immediately placed on his neck.

"Ouch! What, how..."

The gangster with the knife held to his neck was frightened. Looking around, there were no other brothers except the corpses. It seemed that he had been defeated!

"Haha, why are there no more bandit brothers of yours? Of course they were repelled by us!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill him!"

"Wait, don't do it yet!"

The man in the turban came over and looked at the robber on the ground.

"Where is the shelter here? You'd better tell the truth. Even your whole gang of bandits have been killed and injured countless times by us. If you want to survive, just cooperate!"

The gangster nodded hurriedly.

"I know, I, I know! There is a village ahead, no one lives in it, but some of the houses are intact!"

"Well, what's your name?"

The gangster swallowed and quickly trembled and replied.

"Ba, Bazi...my name is Bazi!"

. . .

In the deserted village, Ji Yuan put down the book in his hand, stood up and opened the door slightly wider, letting the wind and rain outside blow against him.

I just heard a special whistle in my ears. Although it was very faint, I definitely heard it right.