noffsinger Chapter 143 Cousin? Cousin?
Chapter 143 Cousin? Cousin?
"Boss, kill them and avenge Old Seven."
"Kill them, kill them."
The bandits' shouts of revenge gradually drowned out the sound of rain falling outside.
It passed through the silent night sky and echoed in this long-abandoned temple.
Jiang Si's beautiful phoenix eyes flickered slightly, sweeping across every bandit outside the house, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile that was enough to charm everyone.
The flying knife in her hand, illuminated by the fire, gleamed with a chilling coldness, just like a pair of fangs of a vampire that longed to be stained with blood.
Nanny Niu Yongfu looked at the woman in front of her. Facing robbers who were three or four times their number, this seemingly very delicate little beauty did not show the slightest fear.
Faintly, one could still sense a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Looking at her beautiful eyes that sparkled like stars in the dark night, Niu Yongfu felt a hint of fear in his heart.
He had a bad premonition that if he fought with the person in front of him, it seemed that the only outcome waiting for him would be death.
But as the leader of Niutou Village, he had no way to retreat when faced with dozens of brothers behind him shouting for revenge.
"Kill, kill them."
After a brief hesitation, Niu Yongfu gave the order and rushed out first.
Looking at the crowd running in the rain outside the door, Jiang Si made a beautiful knife flower.
Just when she was about to secretly confront the bandits, a figure rushed out one step faster than her.
"Wife, just leave this little thing to me. You are not needed."
Fan Tong rushed into the group of bandits at an extremely fast speed like an arrow.
He dodged left and right, waving the dagger in his hand, and then saw the people who besieged him falling down one after another.
The people who came up from behind, seeing that it was difficult to deal with, went around to the flank and wanted to attack the people in the ruined temple.
Before Jiang Si's flying knife could shoot out, two more figures rushed out one after another to block the bandits who were trying to attack from the corner.
Fan Tong was in the middle, Ye Zhiming was on the right, and Ming Jinghuan was on the left. With the three-person tactical formation, they easily intercepted dozens of bandits on the opposite side outside the ruined temple.
The bandits hiding in the back saw that the leader and others were gradually losing the upper hand, so they were frightened and ran back to report the news.
"What? You said the boss was captured?"
In the main house, the village chief's wife heard the noisy noise outside, and jumped up with her big belly to the bandits who had escaped, grabbed one of them by the collar and questioned him.
The bandits, who were used to seeing the lady's gentle appearance on weekdays, were frightened by the appearance of the village leader's wife and responded quickly.
"Damn it! I want to see who is so bold as to even catch my husband, Hua Er Niang."
Hearing this, the surrounding bandits wanted to slap themselves in the face. Is this still their village chief’s wife who would be scared by loud voices on weekdays?
"Brothers, grab your weapons and follow me to rescue your village leader."
The village chief's wife pulled up the sides of her long skirt that was in the way, tied a knot around her waist, picked up a spear from the weapon rack beside her with one hand, and walked out.
Spear? One-handed?
What was happening before their eyes was so shocking that the remaining bandits in the village were terrified.
Seeing that no one was following her, the village chief's wife turned around. There was no trace of the gentle and submissive look of a good girl as usual on her face. She looked like a cannibalistic female demon.
"What are you standing there for? Lead the way."
Hearing the angry roar of the village chief's wife, the bandits who had escaped back dared not delay any longer. They wiped the rain that had blurred their eyes and walked in front to lead the way.
When Huahua and his men rushed to the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain, they saw many bandits lying on the ground in front of the temple, some wailing and some fainted.
The village chief's wife, who was pregnant, looked around but did not find the figure she was thinking about.
So he rushed into the dilapidated temple with his gun in hand.
But as soon as she stepped into the ruined temple, she was aroused by a strong fragrance.
What a delicious smell!
Huahua stood at the door with a spear in hand, looking in the direction of the fragrance.
Behind the blazing fire, a group of young men and women were holding a bowl of steaming noodles and eating them with a strange spoon.
The people who were eating noodles also looked up at her, and then slurped their noodles in tacit understanding.
Jiang Si looked up and down at the woman with a big belly, and then looked at the bandit leader who was tied up on the other side and whimpering with excitement, and immediately understood something.
"Are you here to ask for help? Wait a minute, finish your noodles first. Instant noodles won't taste good if they're too soft."
Fan Tong just looked up at the person who came, said something, and then went back to eating.
Fortunately, it was me who took action just now. If it was my wife who took action, the group of bandits on the opposite side would have no chance of survival. When the pregnant woman arrived, all they would see were corpses on the ground.
"Cousin, cousin, why are you here?"
The voice came from the mouth of the big-bellied bandit woman opposite.
Hearing this name, everyone looked up at her again.
This one look made the three of them silent.
"Second sister?" Ye Zhiming said.
"Cousin?" Fan Tong called.
In the quick glance just now, they were all thinking about their instant noodles and didn't see the person coming clearly.
Hearing her name at this moment, it immediately brought back fragments of memories of their original selves.
The visitor's information was quickly matched.
"Aren't you in the military camp with your uncle? Why are you here? And what's wrong with your stomach?"
Ye Zhiming stood up with instant noodles in his hand, walked to the pregnant woman, looked her up and down, and then questioned her.
Ye Huahua could smell the noodles in his hand from a distance and they smelled very fragrant, and now that she was closer, it smelled even more fragrant.
She really couldn't stand it anymore, so she dropped the spear in her hand, snatched the noodles from Ye Zhiming's hand and started eating them.
Her mouth was like a huge abyss, and she finished a bucket of noodles in just two or three bites.
"No, you are a pregnant woman and you can't eat instant noodles."
Ye Zhiming had just finished saying something to stop him when he saw that the bucket of instant noodles in Ye Huahua's hand, which originally belonged to him, was empty.
"You... haven't eaten for three days?"
Ye Huahua ate her food so fast that Ye Zhiming's mouth became an O shape.
After finishing Ye Zhiming's bucket of instant noodles, Ye Huahua seemed still not satisfied, so she stuffed the bucket with only soup left into Ye Zhiming's arms, and quickly came in front of Fan Tong, looking at him eagerly.
Looking at the pair of expectant eyes staring at his instant noodles, Fan Tong still spoke: "I only ate one bite, if my cousin..."
"No problem, no problem. Thank you, cousin."
Before Fan Tong could finish his words, Ye Huahua snatched the instant noodles from his hand.
Hmm? Tastes different?
With one bite, Ye Huahua tasted a different flavor, but it was equally delicious.
Zhou Xiaoyuan looked at Ye Huahua who was being sucked in by the storm in front of her, and whispered in Jiang Si's ear: "Sister, they both tore the sausage with their mouths just now, should we remind this one?"