Chapter 281

Looking at the faint light around, Lu Yao only felt cold.

Those lights are torches.

It is a torch held in one's hand.

In a moment, the torches gradually approached Lu Yao's place and formed a circle around.

Lu Yao turned around.

Not many people, about 20 or 30 people.

Holding torches in one hand and crude weapons such as wooden sticks and hoes in the other, these people looked warily at Lu Yao.

Their faces look quite young.

The oldest is only in their twenties, and the youngest is only a few years old, only to the waist of ordinary people.

These people were dressed in clothes similar to the little boy. They were yellow and skinny, embarrassed and dirty, like a group of refugees fleeing famine.

But now, these "refugees" have all shown their most serious and serious look.

Those thin children stared at Lu Yao fiercely, and greedily looked at the corpses of magic dogs piled aside.

Lu Yao suddenly understood that these people came to rob food.

Such a group of people can't be the "killer" sent by the demon man to pursue and kill himself.

"Do you want these dog meat?"

Lu Yuan extended his finger to those demon dog corpses not far away and said, "take them if you want. I can't eat so much anyway."

He didn't even know if these people could understand him.

Lu Yao didn't dare to stand up at this time.

He was afraid that his legs would be paralyzed. He didn't get up at once. He was seen clearly and became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Those around seemed to understand what Lu Yao meant.

The two tall men who were the first of them whispered for a long time. While discussing, they secretly glanced at Lu Yao.

These people seem to be quite afraid of Lu Yao's strength. After all, this is a cruel man who hunted and killed so many magic dogs.

But at the same time, they are confident in the poison they put in the bread.

I think the man looks as if nothing has happened, but I'm afraid he can't last long.

"Take the dog meat and go!"

Lu Yao repeated his meaning again, reached out and waved, indicating that they could take it at will.

The two tall men in the head hesitated and said a few words.

Two of them immediately went forward and began to stretch out their hands to drag the body of the magic dog, as if they had agreed to a peaceful settlement.

Lu Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Take whatever you like, don't take my life.

This poison is really fierce.

As a second-class demon hunter, I felt dizzy and breathless after only two mouthfuls of bread. I couldn't work up and down. If I were an ordinary person, wouldn't I just die in one mouthful?

There are some antiviral drugs in the first aid kit, but I don't know if it's of the same type.

However, just as he was about to pick his throat to induce vomiting and spit out the bread he had just eaten, he suddenly heard a burst of broken footsteps coming from behind.

DANGER!

Lu Yao had no time to get up and rolled on the spot.

"Dang!"

A bang!

The farm tool made of metal was chiseled on the stone where Lu Yao had just sat!

The stone was cut straight into pieces!

At the moment of avoiding, Lu Yao watched a teenager similar to his age, raised his pickaxe high, clenched his teeth, riveted his feet and chiseled with all his strength.

If you hit him this time, you have to open your head!

Lu Yao stared at the scene in front of him.

As I said, the meat can be taken away.

Why kill me?

Afraid I'll go back?

I'm afraid I didn't get poisoned and then I'll find them for revenge?

Or is this pick just the boy's own impulse?

The next second, the actions of the people around him directly shattered all Lu Yao's fantasies.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

"Bang!"

"Pa pa pa..."

After the young man launched the attack, Lu Yuan didn't even have the strength to stand up, and everyone was red eyed.

Seven or eight people around rushed up one after another and launched a crazy siege on Lu Yao.

Or shovel a wooden stick, or spade a spade, and fight hard to catch up with him.

Lu Yao didn't even have a chance to stand up.

He felt that he was like a snake in the field. He was found and was being surrounded and suppressed by the farmers mercilessly.

His heart beat so fast that he couldn't bear the colic between his chest and abdomen. He couldn't lift any strength up and down.

What footwork and boxing are meaningless in this case.

What should I do?

How to break the game?

Struggling to be hit by one of them, Lu Yao finally found a chance and took out the folding gun in his coat pocket.

However.

"Click..."

After pulling the trigger, the imaginary magic bullet did not shoot out of the muzzle.

Lu Yao was stunned.

A moment later, he suddenly understood the reason.

The concentration of magic energy around is too high!

Firing a magic bomb in this environment is likely to directly explode the chamber and induce severe deflagration, resulting in the death of the gunman.

How could dad, who has always been known for his strict prohibition, allow such an accident to happen?

So

Once the magic energy concentration exceeds the standard, the gun will go on strike!

艹!

The strike of the devil!

Who told me where the safety valve is? I'll dismantle it now!!

The magic gun can't be used, and Lu Yao is in despair.

The symptoms of poisoning are becoming more and more serious. I can't lift myself up and down. How do I face these more than 20 wolf like mobs?!

Lu Yao clenched his teeth, held the dagger in his sleeve and tried to squeeze out the last potential of his body.

But just then.

A mighty force suddenly swept over without warning.

Lu Yaogang wanted to stand up and knelt down in an instant.

He only felt that his body suddenly seemed to weigh five or six times at this moment. The strong pressure almost squeezed out all the air in his alveoli, and his already difficult breathing was almost suffocating at this moment.

"Poof..."

There was a soft noise.

Lu Yao looked up, but he saw that the boy who had just fiercely held an iron pick suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell powerlessly to the ground.

At the same time, those vicious mobs around fell to the ground at the same time, bleeding and completely lost their ability to move.

A moment later.

The pressure slowly dissipated.

Lu Yao struggled to prop up his upper body and looked around blankly.

He reached for the boy's neck.

No pulse.

Dead?

All dead?

More than twenty mobs were shocked to death under the pressure of just three or five seconds?

"Lu Yao... Cough..."

A moment later, a weak call came from afar.

"Cough... Are you still alive? Cough..."

Hearing this sound, Lu Yao suddenly recovered from his shock.

He turned to look at a shadow under the big rock.

Lying there, Wen Shaoyu tilted his head and looked around, as if he were looking for himself.

"Alive..."

Among the corpses all over the ground, Lu Yao reluctantly responded.

It was Wen Shaoyu who just killed these mobs?