After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

His little face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of regret and helplessness.

His body trembled slightly, as if he had lost all hope.

The air around seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere made it almost impossible to breathe.

The little boy bit his lips tightly, trying hard to suppress the fear in his heart.

Nan Qiao clenched her fists. Although her heart was filled with fear, she kept cheering herself up in her heart.

Don’t be afraid, Nan Qiao, you can do it!

The obscene smile on the bandit's face became more and more ferocious, and his evil eyes moved back and forth between the little boy and Nan Qiao.

He said viciously, "Humph, kill this brat first, then catch this girl and enjoy her for a bit before killing her."

As he spoke, he slowly raised the big knife in his hand, and the sharp blade flashed with a cold light in the sunlight.

The bandits approached step by step, the swords in their hands exuding a chilling murderous intent.

A fire of unyielding spirit burned in the little boy's eyes. He instinctively wanted to resist. His small body trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly, trying to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.

However, when the powerful pressure from the bandit at the seventh level of Qi Refining came like a tide, the little boy instantly felt his own insignificance and powerlessness.

His resistance seemed so insignificant under the suppression of such powerful strength. That powerful force was like a heavy shackle, tightly binding him and making him almost unable to move.

The little boy's face grew paler and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to break free from the oppression, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the opponent's suppression.

Despair surged in his heart. Was he really going to die here today? His eyes were filled with reluctance and pain, yet he felt helpless.

The bandit raised his knife high, about to chop down the little boy.

At this critical moment, a huge "bang" sound exploded in the air like thunder.

The little boy turned his head in surprise and looked at Nan Qiao.

It turned out that Nan Qiao took advantage of the bandit's full attention on the little boy, decisively took out his gun, aimed at the bandit's head and pulled the trigger.

The bullet shot out like lightning and hit the bandit's head accurately.

In an instant, the bandit's ferocious expression froze on his face. His body shook slightly, and the big knife in his hand slipped weakly and hit the ground with a dull sound.

His eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief, as if he couldn't imagine that he would fall in such a way.

The little boy stared at the bandit lying on the ground with wide eyes and shock on his face.

His breathing was rapid and his heart was beating violently. The sound of the gunshot seemed to still echo in his ears, making him unable to recover for a long time.

Nan Qiao held the gun tightly, her hands shaking involuntarily. This was her first time firing a gun, her first time shooting someone, and her whole body was trembling slightly with fear.

Seeing the bandits fall, Nan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. There was a look in his eyes that showed both relief after the tension and worry about the current situation.

After all, they didn't know how many bandits were nearby, and what kind of danger the gunshot would bring.

But at this moment, she successfully saved the little boy and gave them a chance to breathe.

The little boy looked at the bandit lying on the ground, and the fear in his eyes was instantly replaced by joy.

He jumped up excitedly with a huge smile on his face.

"Great! You actually have such a powerful magic weapon!" the little boy said excitedly, "Why didn't you take it out earlier? With this magic weapon, we can get rid of the bandits in the village."

Nan Qiao frowned slightly and said solemnly, "There are more than ten bandits, and my pistol only has eight bullets, and now there are only seven left."

"We can't act rashly. We must come up with a safer approach."

The little boy's smile faded and he lowered his head thoughtfully.

After a while, he raised his head, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"I have an idea," the little boy said eagerly. "We can use the terrain to lure the seven most powerful cultivators here one by one, and then kill them when they're off guard."

"I'm familiar with this village. There are places where I can set traps and wait for them to take the bait."

The little boy's eyes were full of determination, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

He continued, "Let's find a secluded place and observe their actions. When the time is right, we'll use something to attract their attention and lure them into the trap. You can use your magic weapon to deliver a fatal blow at the critical moment."

Nan Qiao listened to the little boy's plan and nodded slightly.

Although this approach is fraught with risks, there seems to be no better option at the moment.

She tightened her grip on the gun and said, "Okay, we'll do as you say. But we must be careful and not make any mistakes."

The little boy and Nan Qiao hid in a secluded corner of the village, nervously observing the movements of the bandits.

The little boy pointed at a bandit who was wantonly looting a villager's house and said softly, "I can't tell his cultivation level, but he should be at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

"We have to find something to get their attention."

Nan Qiao thought for a moment, took out a small mirror from the backpack behind him, and shook it slightly in the sunlight. The reflected light instantly attracted the attention of the bandits in the house.

The bandit frowned and walked towards the direction of the light.

The little boy and Nan Qiao immediately hid their bodies, their hearts beating like drums.

The bandit got closer and closer, completely unaware that a deadly trap was waiting for him.

The moment the bandit stepped into the trap, the little boy quickly activated the mechanism, and a rope was pulled up suddenly, hanging the bandit upside down in the air.

Nan Qiao took the opportunity to aim at the bandits and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, the bandits instantly lost their ability to resist.

With the first successful experience, the two were excited, and at the same time they were more cautious in choosing their next target.

The two men followed suit and used the same method to attract a lone high-level bandit.

In this way, they used various items to attract the bandits' attention again and again, and with tacit cooperation, they lured and killed those bandits with higher cultivation one by one.

The gunshots did not attract the attention of the bandit leader in this chaotic village.

A tense atmosphere filled the air. There was only one bullet left, but the bandits were still not completely eliminated.

Anxiety showed on the little boy's face. He looked at Nan Qiao and said with a trembling voice, "What should we do? There is only one bullet left."

As he spoke, his strength seemed to be drained away in an instant, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

His face was pale and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

It turned out that he had not eaten anything from the beginning, and he had consumed too much spiritual energy in order to save the villagers and Nan Qiao just now.

At this moment, he just felt weak all over and his head was a little dizzy.