Jiang Yue jumped out of the car before the other bandits could react, and quickly took care of the two people closest to her.
Human beings are the most fragile advanced animals. Just a slight scratch on the aorta or a slight poke in the heart can suddenly and forever destroy the value of life.
Jiang Yue and Jiang Nian would practice basic Sanda moves whenever they had time, and occasionally they would study the human body in the paintings.
Although they are still far from the top masters, they are still much more skilled than the mob.
The refugees behind were also shocked by this scene, screaming and falling into chaos.
Butcher Fang and his eldest son protected their family and fled with the refugees to avoid being accidentally injured. He looked up and saw two people fighting with the gangsters, and he was shocked.
Seeing the man pause, Wu became anxious and pulled him back, "What are you looking at?"
"That's the Jiang family couple!"
What?
Wu followed his gaze and saw her familiar neighbor. Her face turned pale. It was indeed her.
She now understood what the title of Living King of Hell meant.
Fang the butcher made up his mind and pulled his eldest son over. "A Zheng, you protect your family. I'll go help the Jiang family!"
"Are you crazy?!"
Wu held him tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Those bandits have knives on them! How can you help? One casual blow to you and you'd be dead! How are we supposed to survive?"
"But the Jiang family only has two people, and they are facing more than a dozen bandits! How can we just stand by and watch them die? Kill them, and we can live without paying any money!"
"How are you going to save them? They're both very skilled, they'll be fine! You'll only be a burden to them if you go!"
Seeing that his words were not working, Fang the butcher asked his eldest son to pull his mother away and stuffed his daughter and youngest son into the cart. Then he rushed forward with a knife.
A dozen fake bandits were not a big problem for Jiang Yue and the others, but they also had to protect the mule at the moment, which dragged on the battle.
Fang the butcher rushed forward, and Jiang Yue turned around suddenly and almost chopped him with a knife.
How can you rush behind someone at a time like this...
Butcher Fang was also frightened by her knife and the murderous intent in her eyes. He swallowed hard and said, "Madam Jiang, I'm here to help you!"
Jiang Yue glanced at Jiang Nian and saw that he was surrounded by seven or eight bandits. Seeing this, she said, "Please keep an eye on the mule cart. Don't let anyone hurt it or steal it."
After saying this, without waiting for Fang the Butcher to nod, Jiang Yue stepped forward with his knife and hacked several bandits to death from behind.
The two men worked in perfect sync: one slashed to the left, the other chopped to the right. One kicked, the other stabbed.
In less than half a minute, the bandits fell one after another on the scorching ground, and even their wailing stopped.
The last bandit's legs were trembling, with fear in his eyes. He didn't dare to fight anymore and turned around to escape.
Jiang Nian picked up a kitchen knife from the ground and swung it hard, hitting him right in the back.
With a "bang", the last bandit fell down.
Corpses lay strewn about, blood everywhere. The air smelled not only of rust but also of scorched flesh.
Jiang Yue looked at the clothes on her body, sighed, and discarded two more pieces.
Should I wrap it in oilcloth next time?
When Jiang Yue and the others returned to the mule cart, they found a corpse lying at Fang the Butcher's feet. Perhaps he wasn't used to killing people yet, and his hands were still shaking.
"Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang."
Jiang Yue thanked him. With his help, the battle ended faster.
The refugees cheered when they saw that all the bandits had been killed and they no longer had to pay tolls. After fleeing for so long, it was rare for them to smile.
When the Wu family saw that all the bandits were dead, they rushed forward.
She rushed over, pounding on his chest, crying, "Are you crazy?! If anything happens to you, how are we going to live?!"
The children were also very worried and hugged their father and cried. Butcher Fang had no choice but to comfort them one by one.
This is the only family Jiang Yue has seen along the way that is so united and loving. It is quite rare.
She didn't intend to exchange pleasantries. Before anyone could react, she stuffed a few steamed buns and mixed flour pancakes into Fang the butcher's arms.
Then he got into the car with Jiang Nian and set off again.
Butcher Fang took advantage of the family members blocking his view and quickly covered himself with his clothes. The steamed buns and pancakes in his arms were still warm. They were either baked by the sun like them, or they were just steamed.
Because his own biscuits were as dry as stones, while the dry food Jiang Yue gave him was soft!
He looked at the Jiang family's mule cart going away and felt in his heart that these two young men were truly extraordinary!
The Fang family packed up their things and followed their direction.
Behind him, many refugees who were traveling with him also agreed to keep him company.
Many people crawled over the bandits, searching for food. They stuffed the food they grabbed into their mouths, and dozens of people fought over the tolls paid by those who had passed before them.
There were also some people who secretly picked up the bandits' knives with malicious eyes.
These bandits who make a living by eating human flesh will eventually become someone else's meal.
Perhaps, when the next wave of refugees arrives, they will encounter new bandits demanding new tolls. I just don't know whether two or three cakes will be enough to pass.
Jiang Nian touched Jiang Yue while driving the carriage.
Jiang Yue slapped his hand away with a "slap" sound, "What are you doing in broad daylight?"
Jiang Nian frowned and twitched his nose slightly. He remembered the smell of her blood. "Are you hurt?"
Jiang Yue checked back and forth and found a scar on her lower back. She touched it with her hand and found that the bloodstain had dried. It must not be deep, but it was a little stinging when sweat dripped down.
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