Although He Dajiang does not have any "strategic" vision and does not have any outstanding leadership skills, it is enough to show that he still has strengths in his ability to gather so many people on the mountain.

He knew how to communicate with the bandits and outlaws below, and he had a sense of banditry. He had been engaged in business of killing, robbery all year round, and had developed a very sensitive personality, so he had a premonition that Meng Xi had a look.

He Dajiang must have regretted killing the officer, but he has no way back now, because the Sichuan Army has a chance to go up the mountain, but it is impossible for him to let him go. Surrender is a dead end for him.

He Dajiang looked at Meng Xi cautiously and said with a smile on his face: "Haha, brother, listen to me, we must not surrender, but you have to have concerns. I can make a fuss from behind and find a way to send you out..."

"Brother Jiang, I can't get out anymore. If I continue to resist, we are all old brothers." He Qiang stood behind and spoke: "Old Meng is right, and there is still a glimmer of hope for surrender."

He Dajiang looked at the two of them and touched his head: "Surrender is definitely not possible!"

"Brother Jiang, you will die if you don't surrender!" Meng Xi stepped forward.

Inside the house, there were more than 20 people around He Dajiang, and a large part of them were bandit leaders and horses. The other horsemen were either led by Meng Xi just now or were busy defending outside.

What's even more strange is that He Dajiang's younger brother He Dachuan is not in the house at this moment, and people don't know where they are going.

Meng Xi took a step forward, and the other bandit leaders and horses also felt bad, and unconsciously stepped back.

"Meng Xi, what do you mean?" He Dajiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Xi, his right hand had wiped his waist.

"Brother Jiang, surrender!"

"I'll vote!" He Dajiang cursed angrily and opened his mouth and shouted, "They want to rebel!"

"Bang!"

Meng Xi kept forcing forward, and at this moment he was very close to He Dajiang. He grabbed the other party's neck with his left hand and pulled out the gun with his right hand.

Although He Dajiang is old, his business ability is not low. When he saw that the other party wanted to draw the gun, his first reaction was not to take the weapon around his waist, but to hold Meng Xi's right arm with both hands and pull it back hard.

The two staggered and took a step back.

"Cnm, don't move!"

"Don't move!"

“…!”

More than a dozen people led by He Qiang and He Dajiang's hardcore brothers fired their guns almost at the same time, pointing each other to each other.

"He Qiang, if you didn't have Brother Jiang, you wouldn't know where you died long ago? What do you want to do?"

"He Qiang, do you want to follow Meng Xi to be a second-five boy? Damn, I'm the first to break you!"

“…!”

Angry curses kept ringing in the house. He Qiang held a slight c, sweating on his forehead, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brothers, it's not that I want to rebel, it's that He Dajiang doesn't care about everyone's life or death. He insists on jailing the car. Now that trouble is coming, he won't surrender. Let's continue to struggle, and in the end they will all die!! Many of you come here with your family. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about them, right?"

When everyone in the room heard this, they also had a little hesitant expression.

"I'll tell you the fuck that there will be no reinforcements outside!" He Qiang continued to yell: "The nearest regular army here is the Sichuan Army. They arrived first, so others would not be able to come! Think about what happened in the distant mountains. Qin Yu died and many households were eliminated in the city! Do you really want to be with He Dajiang?"

"Damn it!" He Dajiang and Meng Xi fought and shouted: "They are the internal supporters who bribed the Sichuan Mansion. Whoever surrendered will not surrender! Brothers, if they do, they will all die. Once the gun is fired, the brothers outside will come in, and we can still save them!"

There were many bandit leaders on the mountain, and He Qiang was just one of them. What he said must be less trustworthy in the hearts of others. Everyone hesitated for a moment, and one of the strong men shouted: "Fuck them!"

"Kang Kang..."

The gunshots rang out instantly, and He Qiang opened the fire first and killed the two on the left.

"Da da da da!"

I don’t know who was roaring, and directly wiped out the largest light bulb on the roof, and the light in the house was instantly dim.

In the room, gunfire was sounding fiercely, and everyone started fighting with each other in the spacious hall.

"Gudong!"

Meng Xi pushed He Dajiang and fell with him.

"Fuck, I misread you!" He Dajiang didn't have time to pull out the gun at this moment, pressing Meng Xi's wrist when he was about to hold the gun, pinching his neck with both hands, and shouting in extreme anger.

Meng Xi fell to the ground, his eyes were about to break when he was pinched. He thrust his right hand twice and couldn't pull it out. His left leg hit He Dajiang's crotch with a bang.

"Gudong!"

He Dajiang turned sideways.

Meng Xi stood up neatly, instinctively touching the gun with his right hand, but found that the gun had fallen when his body rubbed against the ground. He reacted very quickly, grabbed the knives hanging on the pillar next to him and chopped off He Dajiang's head.

Usually, Meng Xi looked white and didn't like to say anything, but he was very ruthless and had a neat and standard movement. In short, he didn't look like a so-called cultural person at all.

"Puff!"

He Dajiang staggered back and rolled back, his head was cut with blood pouring. He didn't have time to adjust his body posture, and his right hand was on his waist and pulled out his gun: "Mom, I..."

"Puff!"

Another extremely ruthless and fast knife, He Dajiang raised his hand, and his right wrist and gun were cut off directly!

"ah!"

He Dajiang howled and rolled to the ground: "Meng Xi, Meng Xi..."

"Kang, Kang!"

Two gunshots, Meng Xi was hit by a cold gun on his right shoulder and fell forward with his body tilted forward.

He Dajiang hid sideways, fought against Meng Xi with one arm, and started fighting with him again.

...

outdoor.

"Don't run away, the soldiers are fighting, follow me to defend!"

"Let's go, I can't beat it. Whoever can run out is the one who will be."

"Is there anyone who dares to fight for their lives? Run with me to the back mountain!"

“…!”

Noisy shouts kept ringing in the village, with bandits running around and their families brought by them.

Some of the people outside must have heard the gunshots from the main village, but at this moment, not many people were in charge of the place. They were either trying to escape or avoiding them. There were only two or three scattered people rushing over to see what was going on inside!

Everyone gathered behind the gate of the main village.

"Bang!"

The closed village door opened, and the dim light shone out from the room, and a bloody smell came to my face.

Indoor, five or six of He Qiang's brothers died and two or three of them were on the ground, and most of He Dajiang's hard-core horsemen fell to the ground and wailed.

He Qiang held the gun with blood all over his body, staggered out, and pointed the gun at the outdoors.

Meng Xi, holding He Dajiang, who had his wrist broken and four or five times, also walked out with his legs lame. He was shot and three or four times, and was already in a very embarrassing state. His head and shoulders were bleeding, and his long cotton suit was dyed red.

"Surrender!! If anyone doesn't surrender, I will kill him immediately!" Meng Xi glared at his eyes and shouted: "If you don't want to die, listen to me, surrender!"

The shouts echoed and the surroundings became quiet.

...

Five minutes later, the mountain.
Chapter completed!