"Jinjiao and Yinjiao are two well-known bandits in the neighborhood. They come to search for the fruits and vegetables grown in several nearby villages every month. Our village is already overwhelmed, and every family can't eat enough. , and prepare sumptuous food for these two bastards every month."

"The most hateful thing is that they have a treasure, which is a gourd. Yinjiao will roll his name every time he comes. If he doesn't call out in time, he will be sucked into the gourd and turned into wine."

With snot and tears, the old man told Hao Shuai about the atrocities committed by Jinjiaoyinjiao.

"Bandits?? Gourds? Turned into wine?" Hao Shuai always felt weird connecting the old man's information.

Are the boys of the Taishang Laojun reduced to being robbers?

Or just grab food?

But there is also a treasure gourd in his hand, although the method of use is reversed.

Because the time is too long, Hao Shuai can't remember whether there are two characters, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, in Dragon Ball.

"Fellow folks, thank you for your hard work, we are here again, haha——"

Da da da da da! ! !

Just when Hao Shuai was thinking about whether to run away or stay to see the situation, a man shouted from outside the village, and there was the click of a submachine gun firing.

A roar of engine roared and rushed into the village.

Hao Shuai saw that two tall and burly men were riding a vehicle similar to a 97-style sidecar motorcycle and stopped in front of the crowd.

These two guys were wearing ordinary martial arts uniforms, wrapped in animal skins, with the words gold and silver embroidered on their left chests.

The two stood up from the car, and each took off their hats, revealing their dyed red and green mohawks and long shawl hair, as well as the red and purple paint on their eyes.

"Master is Silver Horn!"

"Master is Golden Horn!"

Holding a submachine gun, Yinjiao said fiercely to the villagers: "Is the tribute ready?!"

"Is this the golden horn and silver horn you mentioned?" Hao Shuai looked at the trembling villagers and asked in disbelief.

As for these two non-mainstream bastards, is it the Golden Horn King or the Silver Horn King who is helpless with Monkey King?

It’s not right, according to the time, these two goods are not considered non-mainstream~~

After all, Dragon Ball came out in the 1980s. At that time, this kind of hairstyle and dress was popular among young people in Japan.

No way~, I have to use the camera to take pictures of the glorious images of these two people, and show them to the real King of Golden Horn and King of Silver Horn to appreciate them later!

At this time, the old man beside Hao Shuai walked up to Yinjiao with a cane, and replied cautiously: "Master Yinjiao, everything is ready."

Jin Jiao nodded towards Yin Jiao, and walked towards the table full of rich food.

"Crack~~"

A camera shutter button sounded, and Jin Jiao Yin Jiao followed the sound and saw Hao Shuai who stood out from the crowd.

"Hey, you kid, what's your name? Why are you here?" Yinjiao called to Hao Shuai.

"My name is Hao Jian, I just happened to be passing by here." Hao Shuai decisively gave his alias.

Although I really want to try if the gourd can suck me in, but think about it, safety first, standard operation, don't make fun of your life.

"Hey hey..." After knowing Hao Shuai's name, both Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao showed malicious smiles, glanced at Hao Shuai with the eyes of a big fat sheep, and then Yin Jiao said, Said: "Boy, now hand over all the money and all-purpose capsules on your body."

It turned out that these two guys saw Hao Shuai's majestic appearance, and the clothes on their bodies were extremely luxurious. They looked like rich people, and they followed Hao Shuai with the idea of ​​making a fortune.

"Are you trying to rob me?" Hao Shuai asked uncertainly.

Traveling through such a long time, Hao Shuai has not met a brave person for a long time, except for being robbed by black ghosts in the super power out of control world.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand it over quickly." Silver Horn urged.

"I really want to hand it over, but the problem is that we don't have anything!" Hao Shuai patted his pocket, which was cleaner than his face.

"There's nothing, then go to hell!" Yinjiao, who felt that his work was wasted, pulled the trigger on Hao Shuai angrily.

Da da da! ! !

Dazzling tongues of flame burst out from the muzzle, and bullet casings kept flying out of the submachine gun.

Hao Shuai looked at the bullet shot at him, took a light breath, stretched out his right hand, and waved it quickly.

"Hiss~~~"

The bullets whistling in the air were caught one by one by Hao Shuai with his hands at an extremely fast speed. This scene scared everyone present to gasp.

With Hao Shuai's strength at this time, it seems too arrogant to say that it is trivial to catch the submachine gun bullets empty-handed, but it can barely be regarded as a medium meaning.

"Ah~~ Monster!!"

Yin Jiao, who came back to his senses, was so frightened that he yelled, he couldn't even hold the submachine gun in his hand steadily, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Jin Jiao is still normal, but his face is a bit ugly and dignified. He knows that he has encountered difficulties today, and he can conclude that the smiling person in front of him is a very strong martial artist just now. Home.

Just when Jin Jiao was thinking about what to do next, Hao Shuai spoke first, and only heard him shout: "Rob, hand over all the valuable things on your body."

"Um??"

Everyone present was a little stunned, whoever robbed was robbed? ? What is this operation?

After hearing this, Jin Jiao couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, suppressing his anger and said: "Brother, your joke is not funny at all."

"What? It doesn't sound good to be robbed, so let's put it another way, hand over your valuables to compensate for my medical expenses." Hao Shuai looked at Jin Jiao calmly, and said slowly.

"Medical expenses? You are not injured at all, why do you need medical expenses?" Silver Horn on the ground grumbled.

"Why are you not injured? Look, my hand is torn." Hao Shuai opened his right hand and searched carefully, trying to find a place where the skin was peeling.

It's a pity that after working hard for a long time, I couldn't find a hair.

At this time, Hao Shuai hated himself for training his body so hard.

"I don't care, anyway, you just want to hand over the valuables, otherwise..." Hao Shuai said angrily.

After all, he was not thick-skinned enough, Hao Shuai was a little annoyed by the people present, so he had no choice but to vent his temper on the hapless Jin Yinjiao.

"Damn it, go to hell!" Jin Jiao, who knew that he couldn't be kind, drew out the big knife at his waist with his backhand, and slashed down on Hao Shuai's head unexpectedly.

Looking at the big knife coming towards him, Hao Shuai smiled disdainfully, didn't bother to move, and let the big knife come down.

"Clang~~"

"Crack~~"

A sound of metal knocking and cracking resounded through the scene. Jin Jiao, who thought he had succeeded in the sneak attack and was secretly happy, looked in horror at the unscathed Hao Shuai, and his hand was broken into several pieces, leaving only the handle of the knife in his hand. The precious sword.

"Monster~~" Jin Jiao shouted the same words as Yin Jiao.

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