Chapter 1495

Wearing a bamboo hat and rattan beetle, the Mahua emissary looks like the jumping footwork of the ancient Japanese pirates. He cuts it off with one knife and jumps back six or seven meters. The leader of the team, who is responsible for escorting the grain, has his left arm cut off.

"Ah A miserable roar of pain, a big stream of red blood from the wound of the broken arm, dyed the hot soup in the bucket.

"Blood splashed in the dinner?" Ma Hua, holding a wild sword, frowns slightly. Seeing that the delicious broth is stained with blood, he suddenly exudes a stream of anger in his triangle eyes. "Especially, this time I'm to blame. I'm afraid no one has bled him for a long time. There's so much blood sprayed on the big wound at the mouth of the bowl!"

The psionic whose left arm was cut off by a knife covered the wound with red blood in his eyes, but the gurgling blood still oozed from the clenched fingers.

His will is also tough, and he retreats to the edge of the ox cart with pain. "Are you from the human alliance or the insect group?"

"In addition to more than 1000 kilograms of grain, there are two sacks of rattan, worth 100 gold. As long as you let me go, these are yours!"

"What are you talking about?! Kill you, these things are not the same as ours? Ha ha ha

Ma Hua, dressed as a ronin, had a ferocious and arrogant smile on his mouth. Yetai Dao, more than one meter long, pointed directly at his nose. "Are you bleeding out? Say such mindless words. "

"If you say that, I understand... It's the worm group again." The man who covers his broken arm gasps slightly, showing his cold white teeth.

"I'll be a prisoner with all my hands!" He held up his right hand covered with his own blood and squatted down obediently against the ox cart. His only hand was obediently placed on the back of his head.

"It's boring." Mahua, dressed as a ronin, took out a pair of iron shackles from the inside of the rattan's waist, and threw them to the psionic three or five meters away. "All the shackles on his legs, don't try to play tricks!"

Ma Hua's voice is like the piercing wind in winter, like the broken arm of the powers who have a trace of change. The wild sword in his hand will cut off his neck!

"The little one's name is Zhou Ying. Adults can also call him little." The man with broken arms grinned and locked his ankles with iron shackles. The gurgling blood oozing from the broken arms wetted his old and loose light armor, which seemed to seep.

"To you? You deserve it With a sneer of sarcasm, Ma Hua stepped forward two steps and kicked Zhou Ying in the face, "what are you still standing for?"?! Find an open space and lie down

"Yes, yes Zhou yingma was kicked a somersault, quickly stood up with one hand, the flattery smile on his face gradually became stiff, a pair of eyes looked at his arm cut, a large area of mud weeds on the ground made the fragile flesh and blood stinging.

He slowly lowered his head, as ordered to find a space, like a dog lying on the ground.

"Vice team, this time's action is almost done. Let Xiaohang move later. Let's divide the grain and the rattan. It's getting late. When we get back, let's go to yanguiloucuo for a meal?"

Ma Hua squeezed his eyes at his companions and directed the two trembling men to pour out the bucket, clean up the bonfire, put his fingers in his mouth and let out a loud and long whistle!