Under One Person: Damn it, I have all the magic to defy the heavens

Zhang Chulan immediately became nervous.

No way, the ultimate brawl is about to be triggered right after entering the dungeon? How can we continue this investigation?

"Brother, don't, don't be impulsive——"

However, before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man was hit hard on the head with a "bang" and fell to the ground.

It turned out that it was Sister Baoer who was holding an engineer shovel and hit him from behind.

"What the hell are you talking to him about? Just knock him out and that's it."

I saw Sister Baoer take off the man's coat, skillfully roll the clothes into a rope, tie him up, then tear off a piece of cloth, roll it into a ball, and stuff it into his mouth.

"The cloth ball should be the right size, so that it can't be spit out but also can't hinder breathing, and it should just press down on the tongue."

Finally she threw the man into the bushes and covered him with some dead branches.

"See, this is just right."

Zhang Chulan: "......"

Clarinet: “…”

Xiao Zizai: "This girl...what does she do?"

Clarinet: "It's connected everywhere. It must be a legitimate company..."

Wang Zhenqiu: "Hehe, I like this style."

......

After dealing with the middle-aged man, everyone continued to move forward.

The country roads were covered with weeds, and the trees on both sides were growing wildly, with lush branches and leaves, but giving people a gloomy feeling. Some of the crops along the way had long since withered, revealing a large area of ​​wasteland. The fences beside the fields also collapsed on the ground, and no one cared about them.

Along the way, you can see many abandoned shacks, dilapidated houses, etc. These buildings have faded from their former colors and show traces of time.

The tiles on the roof were incomplete, and many had fallen off, revealing the wooden structure inside. The doors and windows were either closed or broken, as if telling stories of the past.

Seeing such a dilapidated scene, everyone began to worry. They wondered if they had taken the wrong path. However, there was only one path under their feet and there was no fork.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue walking along the deserted path for another ten minutes.

Finally, I could vaguely see white walls, green tiles and curling smoke in front of me. It was a small village with people living in it.

We have arrived at Lujia Village!

Fortunately, it doesn’t look like a deserted village or a ghost village.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they saw three strong men walking out of the village.

They were wearing short cotton clothes, had strong muscles, serious expressions, and looked very difficult to deal with.

"stop!"

"Who are you and what are you doing in our Lujia Village?"

Come again! !

There are three of them this time, so it's not easy to do it quietly. Besides, this place is close to the village. Not to mention if someone shouts, even if the noise is a little loud, it is likely to be discovered by other villagers.

Zhang Chulan tried to reason with them again, but the result was as expected - it was useless.

Seeing the three of them getting ready to take action.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and said, "Forget it, Chu Lan. If these donors can't understand Mahayana Buddhism, I know a little bit about boxing."

"Poor monk, are you from Shaolin?"

"Humph, look at your temperament, you don't know whether you want to smile or not, you look so gloomy. You don't look like Shaolin at all, you are clearly a full-blooded demon."

The man who was speaking was the most burly of the three. He had a leopard head, round eyes, a swallow chin, and a tiger beard. His voice was like thunder. His temper was also like muffled thunder, which could explode at any time.

"Ruyi Jin - punch."

He took a step forward, stabilized his lower body, clenched his fist and swung it towards Xiao Zizai. The basketball-sized fist flew out of his fist and flew towards Xiao Zizai.

bang bang bang-

Xiao Zizai slightly bent his body and crossed his arms in front of him. Seven or eight punches hit him with a dull sound. He was pushed back half a meter by the force, and his feet left two mud marks on the ground.

The leopard-headed man looked stern.

"Wow, you're quite strong. Try my punch again."

This time he no longer swung his fist in the air, but instead, with a light blue fist force, he pounced towards Xiao Zizai.

"The mighty Vajrapani."

Xiao Zizai's forearm turned golden and instantly became as hard as iron. He steadily took the punch from the leopard-headed man and fought with him.

"It really is the powerful Vajrapani. Is this guy really from Shaolin?"

The round-faced man standing nearby said.

"No matter whether it is from Shaolin or not, the clan leader has ordered that no outsiders are allowed to enter. Let's go!" said another long-faced man.

"Ruyi Jin - Crane Form Fist."

The long-faced man bent his legs, his body was flexible, and his arms were outstretched like a crane.

"The cranes are pecking at food."

The force of his fist shot out in a bow shape, attacking Zhang Chulan.

Boom——

Blue light was everywhere and sparks were flying.

The force of the punch was actually blocked by a kitchen knife. It was Feng Baobao.

She didn't even dodge or evade. Instead, she raised the kitchen knife and chopped back along with the force of the fist.

The long-faced man had never seen such a scene before and was stunned for a moment.

In just three or five seconds, Feng Baobao rushed to the long-faced man. She turned the kitchen knife and hit him with the handle.

With a scream of "Ah~~~~", the long-faced man fell down, a big hole was smashed on his forehead, and his iron skull was horribly sunken.

"Thousand-leaf Hand of Great Compassion"

Bang bang bang bang, bang bang bang bang!

Along with a series of hitting sounds, the leopard-headed man who was fighting with Brother Xiao also flew out.

His situation was even worse. There were many slap marks all over his body, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he lay on the ground like a rag.

Brother Xiao also got it done quickly.

Seeing that something was not right, the only round-faced man standing nervously rummaged through his pockets, took out a brass whistle, put it to his mouth and was about to blow it.

With a "snap" sound, the copper whistle was knocked away, leaving only the round-faced man's numb fingers, weakly grasping in the air.

It's a clarinet!

"Don't move, and don't shout for help. Or I'll aim for your head with my next shot."

Said the clarinet.

The round-faced man was sweating and didn't dare to move.

"Uncle Guan, neat—"

Zhang Chulan and Clarinet gave a thumbs-up, then he walked up and patted the round-faced man on the shoulder.

"We are here to look for someone, we are not bad people, why do you have to use violence..."

Just as he was about to persuade the round-faced man with reason and force, a child's voice rang out.

"Bad guy!!"

It turned out that not far from the crowd, a little boy of five or six years old was standing next to a big rock at the entrance of the village, staring at Zhang Chulan and others with wide eyes.

He even pointed at them with a fat little finger.

Zhang Chulan broke out in a cold sweat. He forced out what he thought was a kind smile and tried his best to comfort the child.

"Little brother, be good, we are not bad people, we are here to visit relatives in the village."

“Woooa ...

"Mom, uncle, bad guys are attacking the village~~~~~~~~"

The crying was deafening, like a small trumpet. In an instant, the villagers in the nearby houses were alarmed. They walked out of the houses with weapons in their hands and surrounded Zhang Chulan and others aggressively.