Chapter 47: Evil Ghost Laughing

The Corpse-Driving TaoistChapter 48

However, on second thought, can not be so impulsive, in case of attracting other bandits will not be good, to be quick.

He did not move from the courtyard wall climbed up, slowly climbed up the wall at the root of the large willow tree, along the willow tree slid down, and gently towards the side of the thatched cottage, that side of the darker, but from the bandits closer to some.

Wu Feng hid in the shadowy side of the thatched hut, slowly squatted down, reached out and fumbled on the ground a few times, just in time to touch a stone like the size of an egg, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Good …… good …… good man …… spare your life ah …… "That middle-aged man held that bandit ankle, bitterly begged.

"Good! I see you fucking want money do not want life, old me I will fulfill you, to Hades don't fucking cry for mercy!" The bandit sneered, holding the machete in his hand is about to fall down, just at this time, the bandit only heard a whistling sound, a heavy object carrying a strong wind to meet the face to lunge, and so realize that want to dodge when it is already too late, that thing has been ruthlessly smashed into his face above.

"Ah!" After a scream, the bandit's sword fell to the ground, a hand tightly covered his eyes, blood flowed out from the finger cracks, the pain he kept rolling on the ground.

This miserable scream at the same time alarmed the other two bandits, they fearfully gripped the big knife in their hands, and kept surveying the surroundings.

"Who is it? Have the balls to fucking come out!" One of the bandits said with a trembling voice.

After a long time, no one came out, not even making a single sound.

Just as these two bandits were at a loss for words in fear, another goose egg sized rock flew out from the darkness, hitting the bandit who had just spoken right in the face.

This time, that bandit didn't even have time to scream, he directly grunted and fell to the ground, not knowing if he was alive or dead.

The last bandit glanced at his two companions who fell beside him in shock and horror, this sudden change of events made him a bit unable to accept it, the big sword in his hand shook twice and then fell to the ground with a "clang", his legs kept trembling and he almost peed in his pants.

Wu Feng in the darkness to see the bandit scared into this way, could not help but cover his mouth with his hand and laughed out loud, this laughter others heard nothing, but for this bandit in the extreme panic, it is the same as the evil ghosts laughing, thunderbolt from the sky, this is also the result of too many bad things he did, the heart of the original has too much guilt.

"Ghost …… ghost ah ……" that bandit at this moment has been scared of peeing his pants, turn around to run, but the legs have been disobedient, barely moved a few steps after, then all of a sudden sprawled on the After barely moving a few steps, he slumped to the ground, shaking like chaff.

Wu Feng did not expect this bandit to be so timid, just a moment ago, he was still a fierce and vicious look, but now he was not even as good as a dog.

He hehehe laughed twice, saw the time is ripe, these people have no power to fight back, so out of the darkness walked out quickly, walked straight to the side of the bandit just scared silly, the bandit heard the footsteps, just want to turn his head to look at a glance, at this time a big hand has reached the back of his neck, heavy cut down, the bandit's head violently sunk, and then fainted in the past.