Chapter 73 Doubt

　　This unknown hill is about 100 feet high, and the slope is relatively gentle, there is no natural barrier, Yang Guo stepped forward, but reached the top of the hill in a short while.

　　At the end of the mountain road, a crossbar blocked the intersection. Two men in coarse clothes were leaning against the rocks and taking a nap, without even noticing that someone was walking up.

　　Yang Guo felt funny in his heart, he was prepared in advance to be blocked, but he didn't expect the fact to be completely different from what he expected, it seems that these bandits are just a random formation of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it's hard to make a deal.

　　He walked directly between the two of them, turned around after walking a few feet, and took out a poor-quality broadsword from the arms of the pockmarked man on the left.

　　The pock-marked man was sleeping with a big knife in his arms. When he felt a movement, he woke up with a jolt. Looking forward, he saw a young man in dirty clothes looking at him with a smile. ?"

　　He subconsciously wanted to pick up the big knife, but he felt nothing in his arms, and then raised his eyes, seeing the dirty boy in front of him holding his big knife, he couldn't help but angrily said: "Good boy, how dare you steal it? Grandpa's head is coming!"

　　The movement on his side woke up the other long-faced man, who was about to ring the alarm, but seeing that the man was only a half-grown man, he couldn't help but feel less alarmed. Looking down the mountain, there was no one else going up the mountain, so he calmed down and shouted to Yang Guo: "Boy, where are you from? Do you know where this is?"

　　Yang Guo said indifferently: "There is no place here. Is it a den of bandits? What else could it be? As for where I come from, I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you."

　　The long-faced man couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, and said jokingly: "I can't see you, kid You're quite bold, knowing that we are bandits, you dare to come to the mountain alone, and you are not afraid that we will kill you?"

　　Yang Guo said, "What is there to be afraid of? I just came out of the grave, my lord. Once is no big deal."

　　The man with the long face was even more delighted when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Hey, I can't see that you are quite good at bragging. Since you are not afraid of death, how about letting me chop 　　you a few times?" No companion was in such a mood to have fun, he shouted to Yang Guo: "Boy, you don't have any oil on your body, sir, I will show mercy today, save your life, return the weapon to me quickly, and then roll down the mountain ?"

　　Yang Guo held the knife in his right hand, patted his left hand lightly, and said, "I came to you this time to borrow some money to get on the road, and now I haven't got any money, how can I just go down the mountain? Where's your boss?" Let him come out to see me."

　　The pockmarked man was obviously stunned, and then he laughed angrily: "Grandpa, I have been a thief for five or six years, and I have always robbed others. Today is the first time I have seen him. If someone dares to ask me for money, you kid wants to seek death, don't you?" As

　　he spoke, he stretched out his hand to snatch the knife from Yang Guo's hand.

　　Yang Guo looked at him with a smile, and let the pockmarked man grab the handle of the knife without moving.

　　The pockmarked man didn't take him to heart, grabbed the handle of the knife, and then snatched it back, but after grabbing it hard, the knife didn't move at all, he couldn't help being a little surprised, he only said that he used it himself When his strength was weak, he increased his strength a bit, but when Xiang Hui seized it, the knife still didn't move at all, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.

　　The long-faced man stopped moving after seeing him grabbing the handle of the knife, and said, "What are you doing? How hard is it to hold a knife?"

　　The pockmarked man had already exerted all his strength at this time , his face turned a little red from being suppressed, but he still couldn't move the knife a little bit, he couldn't help being a little shocked, and said to himself: "This dirty boy has gained a lot of strength."

　　He still held the knife handle with his right hand, Suddenly his left hand swung up and hit Yang Guo in the face, shouting: "Let go!"

　　Yang Guo raised his arm, with a sound of "pa", the pock-marked man punched hard, then "Ouch", he let go of his hand and stepped back, then kept rubbing his right hand with his left hand.

　　Yang Guo smiled and asked: "How is it? I hit my left hand with my right hand, doesn't it feel good?"

　　The long-faced man looked suspicious, and asked, "What's going on?"

　　The pockmarked man said: "Let's miss it." Now, this kid has some tricks." He turned to Yang Guo and shouted, "Boy, who are you? Which way did you come from?"

　　Yang Guo said, "Young master can't understand what is wrong, hurry up. Bring the money and things you robbed, and I have to go on my way after taking the money."

　　The two bandits glanced at each other, then jumped up at the same time, one punched Yang Guo in the chest, and the other cut out his fist. With one knife, he slashed straight at Yang Guo's neck.

　　A sharp light flashed in Yang Guo's eyes, he kicked the pockmarked man a long way away, then lifted the sword in his hand, the long-faced man let out a cry of pain, and the sword fell to the ground with a "bang clang" sound. There is also a finger.

　　After Yang Guo severely wounded the two, he ignored their pain, walked directly to a wooden frame, and said, "Is this your warning signal?"

　　He asked without waiting for the two to answer. Instead, he directly picked up an iron pestle on the shelf and rang the bronze bell on the shelf.

　　After a series of bells ringing,

The silence before dawn was suddenly broken, and the cottage not far away suddenly became lively, with shouts, curses and various voices resounding together.

　　Yang Guo sat down on a rock, quietly waiting for the arrival of the people inside.

　　These bandits moved very fast, but within a dozen or so breaths, a middle-aged man wrapped in a black scarf came out surrounded by a group of people with a long stick in his hand.

　　The middle-aged man with the stick shouted as he walked: "Who dares to offend me in Crouching Tiger Village? Report your name!"

　　He walked up to the scene, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw the scene, and asked Yang Guo: " Boy, but you hurt my subordinate son?"

　　Yang Guo saw this man's steady steps and full of energy, he couldn't help nodding his head in praise, thinking: "This bandit leader has practiced martial arts for several years."

　　He replied: " That's right, I hurt them both."

　　The middle-aged man with the stick said: "I don't know why the little brother hurt my subordinates? " Yang Guo said: "I 　　was passing by

　　here, and I happened to be a little tight, so I came here to borrow some money, but I have nothing to do with Guizhai."

A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said: "Little brother is not easy to attack, I don't know what school the little brother is from?

　　" I have a lot of things, so you won't be stingy with this little money, right?"

　　The middle-aged man with a stick snorted coldly: "If you want to take money from me, Xu Hu, you have to see if you have the ability! He shook his head slightly and said to his subordinates: "Go down a few of you and play with this boy." As

　　soon as he finished speaking, six or seven people surrounded him with weapons and sticks, looking at Yang Guo with fierce eyes.

　　Yang Guo swept his eyes and said, "It's just such a small group of people, you still want to deal with me?" He made a wrong step, and he came in front of a person, and leaning on his shoulder, he knocked that person away, and then stretched out his hand. Grabbed, and threw the other person out.

　　Before those six or seven people could make a move, a gap was opened, Yang Guo stepped forward a few steps, he was in front of the middle-aged man holding the stick, and chopped down with a single stroke.

　　The middle-aged man with the stick was startled, the long stick swept across, making a whistling sound, and hit Yang Guo's waist.

　　Yang Guo saw that his stick was upright and imposing, he was taken aback, he thought to himself: "Where did this bandit leader come from? How could he use such an orthodox stick technique?"