Chapter 131: Li Shanfeng: Are these fucking rustic peasants?

Li Shanfeng, keeping his body low, glanced at the battlefield ahead and ran towards the back of the mountain.

However, just as Li Shanfeng had taken two steps, a sharp arrow arrived in pursuit.

Puchi!

"Ouch!"

Li Shanfeng let out a cry of pain, his legs went soft, and he fell to the ground.

His left lower leg had been pierced through by a sharp arrow.

And in the distance, Duan Yu still maintained the posture of having just fired the bow.

"Damn it..." Li Shanfeng cursed.

"You son of a bitch Chen Ye, what kind of god of slaughter did you find for me!"

"Are these fucking rustic peasants!"

"You son of a bitch Chen Ye, you want me dead!"

Li Shanfeng clutched his lower leg and wailed in pain.

On the main battlefield, the remaining dozens of bandits had been blood-crazed when they first charged out.

But after being killed for two rounds by Tie Shitou and Wang Hunu leading the village youths, they instantly lost all courage.

They threw down their weapons, hugged their heads, and squatted on the ground, begging for mercy.

Tie Shitou, having tasted slaughter for the first time, wiped the blood off his face and turned to look at Duan Yu.

"Big Brother Duan." Tie Shitou said with surging blood and a flushed face: "These people..." ===== CHAPTER 133 =====