The man was riding on the mule and looked at the man who was taller than the average farmer. He had a vicious face and a thick, sharp knife across his hand. He looked like a living Shura coming out of a bloody field.
Although he was under the horse, he was so imposing that for a moment it was difficult to tell who was looking for trouble.
The man was slightly frightened. He didn't expect such a person to be among the rabble.
But then I thought about it, these many people can be transferred together. If there is no one in charge, they may not even be able to get out of the customs realm.
He changed from the arrogance of a general to the appearance of a courteous and virtuous corporal.
"Brother, with his brave appearance, why do you get mixed up in this crowd of refugees? If you lead an army in these troubled times, you will be granted the title of marquis and the prime minister."
Huo Shu's eyes were cold. He had heard such words in the military camp for more than ten years, and he had already regarded these bullshit empty promises as dog barking.
He turned on his horse without changing his expression, waved the long knife with his backhand, and the strong wind swept over him: "I will give you two ways, either get out now, or leave your life behind."
The man didn't expect Huo Shu to be so stubborn and openly brush his face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered:
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with wine. Give it to me!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the people behind him had not yet taken action under his command. There was a muffled sound. The women and children had never seen such a life-and-death killing, and the timid ones shouted out in horror.
The yelling man was knocked off the mule and fell to the ground by Huo Shu.
He didn't even have the time to get up, and the blunt and thick knife fell away. However, Huo Shu did not kill anyone, and the long knife stopped just short of his neck.
The man underground was spinning, but he could also clearly feel the chill of the iron wind.
Huo Shu stepped on his chest, and there was a cold iron knife beside his neck. He was forced to raise his eyes to look at Huo Shu's condescending eyes with murderous intent. He was on the line between life and death, and even the fiercest man finally gave up his breath at this time.
"Brothers, righteous men, show mercy!"
The man didn't even dare to exhale loudly. He didn't dare to blink his eyes and begged for mercy: "You can go in peace, we will not bother you again."
Seeing that the leader had said this, a group of tenants subconsciously stepped back when they saw Huo Shu being so fierce. However, the eyes of the other people riding on mules had a hint of unwillingness.
The Orion hunter Xiao Yong who was following Huo Shu raised his bow, followed immediately by several people from the riding range.
Seeing that there were quite a few Lian family members, the rebel soldiers no longer dared to act rashly.
Pulling the reins, with the intention of retreating.
Huo Shu said: "It is inconvenient for our group to move. There are many people and few animals. Since the rebels are fighting for the poor people, if we are in trouble this time, please ask the rebels to help us."
The rebels on the mules looked at each other, but within half a quarter of an hour, more than twenty rebels ran out of the forest in dejection.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they saw that the rebel soldiers who were driven away by Huo Shu not only kept everyone's food supplies, but also took four mules from them.
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