Ye Laosi turned his head and his eyes lit up immediately.

He quickly threw away the wooden stick, stuck the dagger into his boot, and then reached out to take the long knife thrown by Shi Lei.

He swung the knife twice and felt full of strength.

This is a high-quality steel knife with a sharp blade. Although he has never used it, he has seen it before. Chopping off a person's head is like chopping a watermelon.

Grandchildren, come here and let me show you how powerful your grandpa is!

After Boss Ye hit the target with one arrow, he shot two more arrows in succession.

Who knew that he would hit two people in the eyebrows again.

Even Boss Ye himself couldn't believe it now.

If the first arrow hit the target like this, it could be considered a coincidence, but if three arrows hit the target like this in a row, then things are a little different.

The remaining dozen or so bandits also hesitated.

Could it be that he ran into some tough guy?

Could it be that these people who look like country guys are police officers in disguise, waiting for them to fall into their trap?

Thinking of this, the leader raised his arm and said, "The wind is strong and we're going to rush!"

Upon hearing this, the others turned and ran into the woods.

Although they kill without blinking an eye, they don't want to be killed by others.

But obviously, they woke up a little too late.

Mu Zheng, who had been following behind and was almost bored to death, took the lead and rushed over with a dozen of his men.

They never expected that they would receive such an unexpected surprise just by doing Young Master Qin a favor and helping to escort Boss Ye and his family.

There were more than a dozen bandits, and the one who was shouting just now was obviously the leader. If he was captured in one fell swoop, wouldn't Qing be waiting for Lord Qin to reward him when he returned?

"Brothers, follow me!" Mu Zheng shouted and rushed into the bandits at the lead.

The people under him are all real martial artists, so fighting one against three is a piece of cake, not to mention that they are of equal numbers now.

What's more, the bandits had already lost their courage after being shot by Boss Ye's three arrows.

At this moment, they were suddenly attacked by a dozen martial artists and everything became completely chaotic.

For a while, the sounds of fighting and wailing were endless.

In the car, Mrs. Ye held Qingtian in her arms and covered her ears tightly with her hands, trying her best to prevent her from hearing the noise outside.

She didn't even dare to look at who had the upper hand outside.

Is there any need to even consider this? The other side has over a dozen people, and we only have four...

Thinking of the caravan members who were brutally killed on the official road, Mrs. Ye couldn't stop crying.

Qingtian reached out to wipe away her tears and said, "Don't cry, Mom. Dad will be fine."