The subordinates walked aside with the silver spear, and immediately someone rolled it up with a long leather scroll to cover the silver spear.

The silver-clothed man took the silk scarf sent by another subordinate, wiped his hands very elegantly, smiled at Han Mo, and said, "I don't ask who you are, you don't have to ask who I am, I brought wine, there is tiger meat on the ground, you and I still have a lot of game, why don't you just barbecue meat on the bonfire here and drink a few sips?"

His voice turned out to be very nice, very gentle, very magnetic, and very rich.

This soft voice almost makes people forget that he has just killed a tiger.

"We didn't bring alcohol. Han Mo smiled and said, "But our prey is enough, so if you really want everyone to drink a few sips, you must prepare enough wine!"

The silver-clothed man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm very hospitable, and I'll have enough good wine." ”

"You're wrong. Han Mo waved his hand and smiled: "Here, you are not the master, we are." He stood up and said to Han Qing and the others: "Take out the prey and entertain the guests!"

Han Qing agreed, and the black panthers put away their bows and arrows, and turned back to get their prey.

As soon as the silver-clothed man beckoned, two people in Tsing Yi each took out a small wooden stool and placed it in the open space next to him.

"Sit and talk!" the silver-clothed man made a gesture and asked Han Mo to sit down.

Han Mo was also not polite, threw the copper stick to Zhu Xiaoyan next to him and put it away, sat down on the small wooden bench, and then said to the silver-clothed man sitting opposite: "Your marksmanship is amazing, I admire you very much." ”

"Your stick technique is also the essence of stick art, and I also admire it. "The silver-clothed man sits in a very elegant posture, showing the nobility of his identity and profound cultivation.

Han Mo blinked his eyes and suddenly asked, "Can I know how old you are this year?"

"Twenty-two years have passed since spring!" the silver-clothed man did not hide it, and asked, "Why do you want to know my age?"

Han Mo sighed: "That's good, that's good!"

The silver-clothed man let out an "oh", as if he didn't understand.

Han Mo stared at the Jinyi man and explained: "Your kung fu is higher than mine, so I was a little frustrated just now, you know, the feeling of not being as good as others is always unpleasant." But you're four years older than me, and I think four years of hard work should make me your opponent. ”

Only then did the silver-clothed man understand, and he couldn't help but smile faintly, still in that very soft voice: "But four years later, I have four more years of experience than you!"

"It doesn't matter anymore. Han Mo smiled and said: "Your marksmanship has reached this point, and if you move forward, it is no longer possible to improve in four years, so after four years, I should be able to fight with you." ”

"It turned out to be a person who likes to fight. The brocade-clothed man smiled faintly, although his expression was calm, but Han Mo keenly noticed a trace of gloom in his eyes, he just said lightly: "Four years later, I hope there is a chance." ”

Of course, Han Mo also noticed the sickly pale skin of the silver-clothed man, but he didn't ask, just said: "You are lucky, although there are many fierce beasts in this black forest, there are not many such tigers, you can encounter it, your luck is really not bad." ”

"Other places are a bit of bad luck, this place always has to be made up. The brocade man smiled and said, "But this is the third time we have come in to hang out, in order to be able to slaughter bears and tigers, and pick up bear skins or tiger skins to go back." ”

"It turned out to be for fur. Han Mo held his chin and said, "Actually, you don't need to risk entering the Black Forest, you can buy bearskin and tiger skins on the market." You came to the Black Forest only for the skin, but you don't have to. ”

The brocade man shook his head and said, "You are wrong. Naturally, you can buy bearskin and tiger skins on the market, but the things you buy are always not cherished. Precious things can only be called precious and worthy of cherishing when they are obtained through one's own hands. What's more, if I want fur, I want to give it away, so naturally I have to do it myself. ”

Han Mo blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Is it for Xianghao?"

The Jinyi man was stunned for a moment, and his handsome face seemed to be a little puzzled, but he instantly understood what Han Mo meant, and he was not annoyed, but said lightly: "Okay? It turns out that you call the person you like like that." ”

Han Mo laughed and said: "Women, you can call her anything, as long as men really love her in their hearts, they don't care very much about calling her." ”

The almost perfect pair of sword eyebrows of the brocade-clothed man furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he raised his head and smiled: "You are right, as long as you love her in your heart, you don't have to stick to the title." ”

Han Mo secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's for the old friend, this kid really has the backbone to venture into the Black Forest for a woman." Hmm, but this guy has good kung fu, and the so-called artist is bold, so there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

Although he didn't know the true details of the Jinyi man, judging from the means he used to kill the tiger just now, Han Mo had already determined that this person's kung fu was much better than his own.

At this time, the subordinates of the two have already acted separately, some people set up bonfires, some people cut the skin, and some people are responsible for barbecues, both sides are well-trained subordinates, although they don't communicate verbally, but they can also cooperate through their looks.

The efficiency of these people is naturally not comparable to ordinary people, and it didn't take long for a large number of barbecues to be baked, and the subordinates of the Jinyi people took out wine bags, one bag per person, and some people served barbecue meat to Han Mo and the Jinyi people, and everyone ate meat and drank wine, so happy.

However, Zhu Xiaoyan walked alone under the tree in the distance, did not participate, took out a steamed bun from his arms, cut the steamed bun and ate it.

Zhu Xiaoyan's actions surprised the people in Jinyi, but he knew that there were many strange people in the world, so he didn't ask much.

While everyone was drinking and eating meat, they suddenly heard a "boom", and a strange sound came from the south of the forest, and the man in brocade immediately frowned, and several of his subordinates threw down the wine and meat, pulled out their sabers, and someone had already said in a deep voice: "There are assassins, protect your lordship!"

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PS: The little desert asks for collections and red tickets, if you don't give it to me, you won't sleep!

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Blood in the Forest

At this moment, the silver-clothed man's subordinates fully showed their alert and quick reaction, and the three of them rushed towards the south in a fan shape, while the remaining six people fanned around the brocade-clothed man, each of them holding their sabers tightly and waiting for them.

The Jinyi man sighed and said to Han Mo: "I always don't want to cause trouble, but trouble always finds me." I'm in a little trouble right now, so I can't drink with you, and we'll drink again in the future if we have the chance. ”

"Okay!" Han Mo stood up and said with a smile: "You go and solve the trouble, I won't bother you." He didn't even offer to help the Broika against the Assassins.

If it is an ordinary person, everyone drinks and eats meat together, and one party encounters trouble, even if it is just to deal with face, he will pretend to ask if he needs to help, and the righteous person will draw a knife to help.

But Han Mo just smiled and arched his hand to the Jinyi man, and then said to his subordinates: "Let's go!"

The subordinates of the brocade man suddenly showed strange colors, some contempt, some disdain, and even anger, and the brocade man looked calm and arched his hand: "Good go!"

At this moment, he heard a scream from the south, and then heard the scream and cry of death: "Great ...... My lord...... Be careful!...... Soon there was the sound of weapons clashing from the other side, apparently the three Tsing Yi men heading south had exchanged hands with the enemy.

"With the trees as cover, everyone scattered, first with bows and arrows, and then with sabers for hand-to-hand combat. The man in brocade said calmly, without a trace of panic in his voice, and the arrangement was clear and clear, as if he was just in training.

He took the silver spear, and except for a man in Tsing Yi who followed him, the others were all scattered, using the big tree as a cover, collecting swords and bows, and waiting for the battle.

Han Mo also picked up the copper stick and said softly, "Let's go!"

Han Qing asked, "Young Master, shall we ...... Shall we not help them?"

"It's big trouble. Han Mo said lightly: "Maybe it's going to be a dead person, do you want to get involved?"

Everyone understands people, Han Mo did not get involved in the other party's grievances, it seems a little ruthless, but everyone understands that he is here to protect the people on his side.

The one-sided relationship with the silver-clothed man was not enough for Han Mo to rush to the point where he used his most precious black panther to fill his righteous anger and fight hard.

"Woohoo"!

The sound of arrows began to rain down from the south, and just looking at the dozens of feathered arrows, you could see that there were many enemies, and the brocade men and a few of their men were as motionless as rocks, hiding behind the trunks of trees.

"Trouble is coming!" Han Mo said in a deep voice: "Let's go!" The first to lead everyone to the north, just two steps away, I heard the sound of "Xiu Xiu" sound again, but this time it was not shot from the south, but from the north.

"Disperse!" Han Mo let out a deep sigh, pushing away a black panther beside him, and his body also hid behind the big tree next to him in an instant, but he saw the feather arrow slashing like a locust.

Zhu Xiaoyan and the black panthers are not ordinary people, their own literacy is extremely high, the sound of arrows sounded, everyone rushed behind the big tree, scattered and hidden, and at the same time they also drew their bows and arrows, ready to fight.

Han Mo and Jinyi both leaned their backs against the big tree and looked at each other.

"It seems that you can't leave!" Jinyi smiled and said, "Should I apologize to you, we are the ones who have caused you!"

Han Mo frowned and said, "I just want to know now, are you sure these people are here to trouble you?" Are you sure they are not looking for us?" He was really a little puzzled, the enemy was attacking from both sides, carefully prepared, and the two sides combined, only from the number of arrows, there were no less than forty or fifty people, this is a large force, when he entered the forest before, how could he not see any shadow at all.

"Ninety percent because of me. Jinyi said: "It's also possible that Yicheng is for you!"

Han Mo sighed: "In this way, you really have caused us a burden!"

Han Qing on the side offered advice: "Young Master, since you don't want to get involved in this matter, why don't we put up a white flag and surrender?"

Zhu Xiaoyan immediately said coldly: "Surrender?" Hmph, do you think I won't kill you if I surrender?"

Han Mo also glared at Han Qing, and scolded in a low voice: "We can ignore idle things, but the young master still can't do this matter of surrendering, and it will be spread in the future, how can I behave as a person, young master? Or is Xiao Zhu right, do you think that if you surrender, I won't kill you?"

Cold sweat broke out on Han Qing's head, not that he was afraid of those enemies, but that his "good strategy" was so denied that he was a little embarrassed.

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The enemies on both sides advanced forward in unison with the help of locust-like arrows, and only the sound of bows and arrows was heard in the forest, and the sharp arrows pressed everyone down, and they couldn't even look at it for a while.

Seeing that the enemy was approaching, all the black-clothed and masked men were scattered in the forest and pushed over, and the man in brocade finally waved his hand, and saw that several of his subordinates immediately bent their bows and arrows, and reflected back.

These people are really skilled in archery, strong arm strength, excellent accuracy, fast speed, and experienced, and those who know will understand that these people are authentic warriors who came out of the barracks, and they are the most elite warriors.

The feather arrows were fired in succession, and a scream suddenly sounded on the enemy's side, and the arrows shot were suddenly much weaker.

Han Mo's side also began to shoot back feather arrows at the enemy, but compared to the subordinates of the silver-clothed man, the archery skills of the black panthers were obviously much worse.

Black Panther is best at martial arts, good at tracking the way of concealment, to be precise, are all espionage-style talents, for more than ten years, fighting skills have been practiced perfectly, single combat, against three or four big men is no problem.

Although he has occasionally practiced archery, after all, it is not the main item, and even Han Mo, including Han Mo, is not very clever in archery.

Although relying on their strong strength, the arrows shot by the black panthers were also very sharp, but not many really hit the enemy, but it was Zhu Xiaoyan, which made Han Mo amazed at this time.

Zhu Xiaoyan took arrows and shot arrows in one go, without the slightest drag, his movements were skillful, even better than the subordinates of the silver-clothed man, and his archery skills were first-class regardless of speed, strength and crosshair.

Three arrows were fired in succession, and three masked men were knocked out, each arrow piercing the throat of the enemy, which was truly formidable and awe-inspiring.

Han Mo saw it in his eyes, opened his mouth, and was speechless in surprise, he only thought that this kid was superb in equestrianism and a character, but when he saw it now, he knew that Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills were also so powerful, it is no exaggeration to say that if the archers also have ranks, Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills are almost close to the realm of the grandmaster.

When he shoots arrows, he is calm and relaxed, his eyes are like cold stars, he is ruthless, and the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows is also extremely perfect.

When Han Mo was surprised, he was even more curious about Zhu Xiaoyan's origin.

Zhu Xiaoyan has good equestrian skills, high archery skills, and is calm, in this era, no matter which dignitary he goes to, he must be inexhaustible in brocade clothes, jade, food, wine and beauty, and most of them will get an official and a half-job.

But he is willing to perform on the streets of Donghai City, and he is even more willing to stoop to be a groom under his subordinates, what is his plan?

And all along, Zhu Xiaoyan has not been a vegetarian like a monk, although he is ruthless, he is also obedient to himself, and there is nothing suspicious.

Where did such a person come from, and what is it to be a mafutu?

He was in confusion when he heard the sound of weapons clashing, but it was the silver-clothed man's side that had already exchanged hands with the enemy, and nearly twenty or so skilled enemies were fighting with the silver-clothed man's subordinates like wild wolves.

The silver-clothed man was holding a silver spear and stood beside him, just looking at it coldly, and did not make a move for a while.

The enemy here has also taken advantage of the cover of the trunk of the tree, scattered to the nearest place, abandoned the bow and took the knife, and surrounded it, and Zhu Xiaoyan was still one arrow and one life, but in a moment, five people had already died under his feather arrows.

"Everyone be careful!" Han Mo roared in a low voice: "Xiao Zhu shoots arrows, everyone use knives!"

Since Zhu Xiaoyan has superb archery skills, he naturally let him drag behind and kill people with arrows, while the black panthers are strong in hand-to-hand combat, and their archery skills are too weak, so they abandon their bows and take knives to fight with each other in hand-to-hand combat.

The black panther led by Han Qing didn't say a word, dropped his bow and arrows, pulled out his knife, just like six bloodthirsty leopards, quickly and fiercely pounced on the enemy, Zhu Xiaoyan bent down and picked up the two quiver boxes that were thrown on the ground, and quickly retreated behind another big tree behind, shooting arrows to cover for Han Qing and the others, he seemed to have done this kind of thing before, and he was as skilled as eating, and he was extremely calm.

The attacking man in black is obviously not a weak character, they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, cooperate tacitly, when Han Qing and the others rushed out, they immediately gathered in groups of three to deal with one, the knife was bright and sharp, and the knife technique was not weak, and the two sides were in a scuffle for a while.

Although the men of the silver man were mighty, they had many enemies, and in just a few moments, one of the guards had half of his head cut off, and another had his lower abdomen cut off and fell to the ground, seriously wounded.

The silver-clothed man finally made a move, his silver spear was like a white silver dragon, his steps were light, and he stabbed at a person, and the man slashed with a sword, but before the blade touched the silver spear, he was pierced by the cold tip of the spear.

The man didn't have time to snort, and as soon as the silver-clothed man's spear was raised, his corpse flew out like a falling leaf, and the silver-clothed man's spear pierced a person's chest in the light of Huo Huo's knife.

The Tsing Yi guard, who had been guarding the silver-clothed man, followed closely behind the silver-clothed man, as if he wanted to protect the back of the silver-clothed man in case cold arrows came, but he did not engage the enemy.

Han Qing and the others are worthy of being special forces who have been trained for more than ten years, and although they do not have the absolute upper hand in the battle against the enemy, they are not at all inferior under the siege of many enemies.

Before Han Mo could make a move, a masked man who was not afraid of death came out from the side, and the big knife in his hand waved horizontally, blocking his waist and slashing at Han Mo, which was to cut Han Mo in two.

The copper rod buckled, first resisted the other party's slash, and then heard the sound of "choking", the copper stick and the big knife struck together, splashing a burst of sparks, the masked man only felt that the tiger's mouth was about to be torn apart, indescribable pain, and before he thought about it, Han Mo's copper stick had already poked it backhand, hitting the masked man's chest, and the masked man "poofed", a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the person had already flown out.