Chapter 5 Defense Gloves

"What the fuck are you laughing at? Did our Master Ma hear what you said?" A young man holding a spear saw that Mr. Zuo did not speak for a long time and rushed up with the reins of his two-headed demon horse. He had been a mountain bandit for several years. This arrogant habit could not be changed, especially when he saw that Mr. Zuo, Mr. Su and a group of children were unarmed and even more rampant.

Mr. Zuo sneered and took a step forward against the two-headed demon horse. After taking this step, the originally honest middle-aged man suddenly became majestic, and a dominant spirit of the superior.

"You don't need to know who we are, and it's better not to ask. The best choice now is to turn around here immediately." Mr. Zuo said sternly.

Ma Tiewu's face was blue. He saw authority and domineering in the eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him. If it hadn't been for those who had commanded thousands of troops and horses to experience life-and-death battles, they would never have such a look, but so what? He and the brothers behind him did not have climbed from the line of life and death.

"Hey, brothers, this is an eye-catching guy who did them!" The bandit soldier beside Ma Tiewu jumped off the horse and pulled out a one-meter-long waist knife like Mr. Zuo's face door. The machete was blood-stained and the blade was polished. The bandit's move was heavy, and there was a tendency to cut Mr. Zuo into two pieces.

Mr. Zuo sneered and gently raised his gloved left hand to meet the falling waist knife.

Do you want to stop my big knife with your hand? A cruel light flashed in the eyes of the bandit, and he cut it down without avoiding it. His eyes seemed to be a bloody scene of the middle-aged man's palm being cut off and his forehead being cut open.

"Ding!"

There was no muffled sound of the blade into the flesh, but made a crisp sound of metal collision. The waist knife in the hands of the bandit soldier was caught in mid-air by Mr. Zuo. The banditman was surprised and did not move. The waist knife seemed to be embedded in an iron pile. He fought with Warcraft all year round and reacted quickly. His left hand touched his back and quickly pulled out one. He stabbed the short dagger into Mr. Zuo's heart.

Teacher Su and the children behind

gave a low exclamation.

Mr. Zuo's eyes were cold and he finally killed.

"shock!" Mr. Zuo shouted softly, and the gloves of his left hand shook slightly. A huge and short shock wave passed through the waist knife to the body of the bandit. In less than 0.1 seconds, the shock wave completely shattered the bandit's brain and turned it into a ball of paste. The bandit's eyes darkened, and he fell softly without even calling for help. On the ground.

Ma Tiewu and his men didn't know what had happened, but their arrogant brother suddenly fell to the ground, and the uncle, who should have been split into two, stood still with an indifferent face.

Immediately, two people came up and dragged the fallen guy back. They were already out of breath, and the red and white sticky ** in their ears gushed out.

"Hist..." Ma Tiewu took a breath of cold air in his heart. What a strange method. He didn't see how the other party moved and died. It was really a little strange, but now is not the time to show timidity. If he loses one person and leaves like this, I'm afraid that the hunting captain and the mountain will go back. The position of the bandit leader can't sit down.

Ma Tiewu was cross-minded and wanted to try again. He turned around and took off the double-barrel shotgun on his back. At the same time, the men behind him also raised the sharp spear and threw it together. The tip of the spear was aimed at Mr. Zuo and a group of children behind him.

Mr. Zuo sneered and didn't care. Suddenly, he felt a slight vibration from the gloves. He looked down and saw a row of red letters on the back: "It was detected that a large number of living beings entered from 37 degrees north-west. Humans counted 124 people two seconds ago..."

"Do it!" Ma Tiewu was worthy of being an old warrior. He accurately captured the moment when Mr. Zuo lowered his head. He shouted, and at the same time, the double-blinder shotgun in his hand also fired two broken spirit bombs. Although Brother Wang said that Mr. Zuo was not an immortal cultivation, Ma Tiewu was still worried and simply filled two high-priced broken spirit bullets in order to kill him with one blow. .

The men behind Ma Tiewu turned out to be born as mountain bandits. Although they lacked discipline, they were not bad. They climbed out of the pile of death. The moment Mr. Zuo bowed his head, they were already accumulating strength. As soon as Ma Tiewu opened his mouth, the spear in their hands flew out.

The nearly two-meter spear, each weighing more than 15 kilograms, was thrown out by those well-trained men and immediately made a buzzing wind sound. Dozens of spears hit Mr. Zuo and the children behind him, which was really a little shielded.

What Mr. Zuo did was just lift his left hand slightly. Before he even had time to raise his head, his hand got up first, blocking two 22.5mm-caliber broken spirit bombs. This 1.5 two-one super-large-caliber broken spirit elixir can even knock down a three-level bull with one shot, but on Mr. Zuo's inconspicuous gray glove Before, it had no effect. The moment the two broken elixir touched the gloves, the speed had been reduced to zero, allowing Mr. Zuo to hold it lightly in his hand.

Then dozens of thin invisible wires oozed from Mr. Zuo's gloves and quickly put on the spear smashed in mid-air. At the moment of the wire was put on the spear, a special frequency vibration wave was transmitted to the spear through the steel wire. The atoms inside the spear immediately produced a violent resonance phenomenon, and the fragile molecular knot In an instant, the structure was destroyed vividly, and the spear made a crisp sound and turned into iron fans flying all over the sky.

Ma Tiewu was dumbfounded. He quietly turned his head to look at Brother Wang. Brother Wang was also stunned and obviously could not see the means to the middle-aged man.

The good hunters were shocked. The iron powder in the sky did not float to the children, but floated to them. The smell of rust almost penetrated into the bones, making them sour.

Mr. Zuo said lightly, "The children are present. I don't want to kill people. You go."

Ma Tiewu's heart moved, took the power and said soft words. Now he is short of resources, and he is robbing people and horses everywhere. Not to mention his goods, these more than 20 double-headed magic horses alone are a lot of wealth. Isn't the other party not moved?

It's impossible to be unmoved. It seems that his strange ability is also limited and impossible to continue to play a role. Just like the spiritual power of Brother Wang, although he is very powerful and can deal with five-level monsters, he can't recover after several days of resting. I'm afraid the middle-aged man in front of him is the same, so. Let's go with words.

Ma Tiewu regarded Mr. Zuo's gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. He believed that Mr. Zuo was timid before he let him go, but he did not know that there was only one person in the whole gorge border area that Mr. Zuo could be afraid of, but it was by no means him.

Thinking of this, Ma Tiewu waved his hand: "Go around!"

The tough nature of dozens of bandits and soldiers were exposed. They were not afraid of Mr. Zuo's strange tricks. Instead, they whistled and surrounded Mr. Zuo and the children in a semicircular arc. Without spears, they took off their long bows from their backs and pulled out arrows of different lengths to string the bows. The arrow is either rust or purple oil venom. If the children's delicate skin is penetrated by this arrow, it will be half-damaged.

Mr. Zuo's murderous face is getting heavier and heavier. He looked down at the number on the back of the gloves. The unknown number of people entering the security area has almost 500. This is an army. What a coincidence.

Mr. Zuo didn't dare to hold it up. His left finger hit in the air, and five fingers hit the same plane in the air rhythmically, as if he were tapping a transparent keyboard.

............

Lei jumped across the last high snow line and rushed into the warm dense forest. There was no expression on his resolute face like cutting an axe. ** A snow-white two-headed magic horse was half a head higher than the ordinary magic horse. The four hooves were inverted with black clouds, and the hooves fell to the ground withered branches. The faint breeze blew a small whirlwind with the fallen leaves around it, and it turned out to be a five-level double-headed magic horse that was still one level short of lift-off.

Behind him was a jacket and wrapped in a leather jacket, and the soldiers in leather armor followed with neat steps. Although the young men' faces were full of surprise, no one made a sound. Their ** horses moved forward neatly, and no one stopped to stop the pace of the whole team. This performance made Lei He was very satisfied. He shook the snow on his body and walked to a relatively open open space in front of him, waiting for the soldiers to gather.

At this time, there was a "boom" gunshot in the distance, which was particularly clear in the quiet winter. It was a large-caliber double-bombed shotgun produced by the Gorge in the six years of the Great Disaster, equipped with a 22.5mm super-large No. 8 hunting bullet. This kind of hunting bullet can kill even elephants with one shot. If it is a broken spirit bullet produced by the cold city. In that case, it is not a problem to kill a level 3 Warcraft or a monk below the fourth stage of practice.

Thinking of this fruitless long journey, Lei Qi's heart suddenly warmed up. Maybe there was something he wanted to find at the gunshot?

"All of them set up, the first team and the second team circled this area, and the third team rushed southwest with me!" Leiqi waved the electric whip in his hand and shouted hard.

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Monra Wang's heart gradually came down. He thought that the middle-aged man in front of the children was a powerful monk who could hide his spiritual power and almost turned his legs and stomach, but Ma Tiewu's people had surrounded them all. Although the middle-aged man looked ugly, he still didn't do it. How could he have such a good spleen? Angry monk, it seems that he is indeed just a mortal with some kind of high-tech.

Monra Wang is not an alien monk. He is not dedicated to cultivating immortals and also knows some human technology. In recent years, many high-tech weapons have been released in the gorge border area. The strongest spirit impact gun can even penetrate the protective spirit of the eighth-phase monk, but these high-tech weapons have an important weakness, that is, The demand for energy is too large and not long-lasting enough to turn off the engine in a few strokes. This is obviously the situation of the middle-aged man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Brother Wang's eyes on Tang Xiuxiu became obscene. I'm afraid such a beautiful little girl is only ten years old. She will take back and teach her some ways to practice qi. If she raises it for another two years, she can be used as a furnace tripod. Let alone what the effect is, she just wants to float such a watery. The bright little girl pressed under her body, and Brother Wang's lower abdomen felt like a fire burning.

Li Weihan's face was pale, and he pinched the black ball in his small palm and sweated. The black ball was stolen from his father. Later, when he saw his father's fire for many days, he knew that the black ball was not simple, but he didn't know exactly how to use it.

The bandits got closer and closer. The magma lake was very hot. The bandits took off their leather clothes and were shirtless. The blood stains and mud on their chests were mixed together, emitting the smell of choking noses from afar. Several people did not care about Mr. Zuo at all and did not dare to touch Mr. Su, who obviously should be left for Ma Tiewu to enjoy, so they took a step. He forced the children, especially the most beautiful Tang Xiuxiu, who was immediately stared at by several bandits.

Monra Wang couldn't sit still. He soared into the air and flew straight to Tang Xiuxiu. There was an extra rope in his hand like a trick. These beast-like mortals were too dirty. Brother Wang didn't want them to stain his furnace tripod.

"Don't touch the show!" A young child's voice burst out, followed by a black light rushing to Brother Wang's face.