Natural Disaster: After hoarding hundreds of millions of supplies, I lay down and won

Nanci raised his hand, and the iron rod in his hand met the weapons of these people.

The iron rod is thick and long, and solid.

For an ordinary person, it would be difficult to pick it up, let alone fight with it.

But in the same way, because it is thick, long and solid, it is vigorous when playing.

Nanci's strength was great, and he didn't hold back at all. After the weapons collided, the six people were shocked and took two steps back at the same time.

The man who unlocked the lock was the shortest of the six people. Even though he was wearing thick clothes and wrapped himself up like a bear, he still gave off a thin and small feeling.

After being shaken back a few steps, the unlocking man looked at Nanci in disbelief, "I'll go, why is this little bitch so strong!"

The man with the scar glanced at the man who opened the lock angrily, "No one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak, so hurry up and give it to Laozi! Is now the time to lament this?"

When the two of them were chattering, Nanci had already rushed towards them, waving the iron rod in his hand.

It's not unreasonable for villains to die of talking too much.

She was standing in front of them, and they still had time to talk.

Nan Ci's offensive is stronger than the six of them combined.

The iron rod was swung out, and three of the six fell down immediately, and the man who opened the lock was one of them.

The man with the scar looked at Nan Ci viciously, "It seems that you are determined to make life difficult for us."

The moment he heard this, Nanci couldn't help laughing, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing here? Are you playing house with you?"

After saying this, Nanci didn't wait for the man with the scar to react, and rushed forward again, waving the iron rod.

The three men with scars are physically stronger, but only relatively speaking.

In addition, they didn't have any professional training, and they used to rely on numbers and brute force.

But now these two things are not enough in front of Nanci.

After struggling for a few minutes, the three scar men also fell to the ground.

At this moment, they no longer had the previous contempt for Nanci, let alone their arrogance.

The man who picked the lock was short, and his force value was not good, but his brain was obviously more active.

He turned over and got up, just knelt on the ground, raised his head, and looked at Nanci with eyes full of prayer.

"Sister, we were wrong, please forgive us! As long as you forgive us, we will definitely not appear in front of you again in the future!"

Nanci didn't say anything, just looked down at the man who opened the lock.

The lockpicker's eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That's right! And the door lock! I opened the door lock, but I didn't do much damage! As long as the lock cylinder is changed, the lock will still work! Do you want me to change the lock cylinder now?"

Nanci looked at the man who unlocked the lock with great interest, "You still have the lock cylinder with you?"

The man who opened the lock immediately beamed with joy, and patted his satchel vigorously, "Of course! Although the world is different now, the guy who eats can't lose it!"

What I said, there is still a bit of love and dedication.

Nan Ci was about to speak again, his ears moved slightly, and his body turned sideways at the same time, successfully avoiding the knife from the man with the scar.

He hadn't completely stood still, but Nanci clearly saw the resentment of the man with the scar and the regret in the eyes of the man who unlocked the lock.

Obviously, the man who unlocked the lock didn't really beg for mercy. What he said just now was just to attract Nan Ci's attention so that the man with the scar could take advantage of it.

The two of them cooperated well, but they didn't expect that although Nan Ci was talking to the man who opened the lock, he was always on guard at the same time.

Nanci's eyes swept across the faces of the two, "The opportunity has been given to you, but you are useless!

Now, it's my turn to make a move. "

This time, Nanci no longer had any reservations, and swung the iron rod directly towards the scarred man's head.

Nan Ci's movements were fast, and the man with the scar looked at this scene, his eyes burst into tears, and at the same time he tried his best to turn his body and head around, trying to avoid the blow.

But the speed of the iron rod was much faster than his dodging speed.

Without any accident, the iron rod hit him directly on the head.

In addition to the sound of hitting, there was also a crackling sound.

This is the sound made by the scar man's head being deflected by gravity and his neck being directly twisted.

The scarred man's eyes, which were still vicious just now, lost their expression in an instant, and he fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

The men who unlocked the lock watched the man with the scar fall to the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't make a sound. They were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, the door of the room that had been hidden was opened again, and the old Taoist priest walked in.

From opening the door to walking in, the old Taoist priest's eyes did not change, and his eyes were flat.

It seemed that the door of his own house was opened, and so many people appeared in the room, which did not surprise him at all.

The man who unlocked the lock looked at the old Taoist priest who was getting closer and closer, his dull eyes suddenly burst into light, and he walked towards the old Taoist priest scrambling and crawling.

"Big brother! Big brother! Big brother, you are back! You are finally back! Please save us!"

Seeing the man crawling forward, question marks appeared on Nanci's forehead.

Is there something wrong with this play?

The man who unlocked the lock had already arrived in front of the old Taoist priest, and begged the old Taoist priest with the gesture of begging Nanci.

"Brother, we were just fascinated by ghosts for a while. We opened the door and came in to steal something. We didn't do anything harmful. But she couldn't help but kill one of us directly. It's really terrible!
Brother, I beg you, for the sake of us not stealing anything and only dying, please let us go! "

The old Taoist stared down at the man who opened the lock for a while, then slowly asked a question, "This is my house, you came to my house to steal things, and you asked me to let you go?"

The man who opened the lock was taken aback by the question, but quickly said, "We came to steal something, but it didn't work! Brother, you didn't lose anything, even if the door was opened, I'll give you the lock cylinder in a while Replace it, and make sure it is the same as the new one.”

The old Taoist is very good at focusing, "You opened the door of my house?"

"It's me."

The lockpicker admitted bravely, "But brother, don't worry, I will definitely replace the lock cylinder with a new one for you—"

"You don't need to change the lock cylinder for me." The old Taoist interrupted the man who opened the lock.

The man who unlocked the lock was a little surprised, but then he was ecstatic, "I knew you must be a good man, brother, a good man must—"

"There will definitely be no good rewards." The old Taoist continued.

The man who opened the lock was a little embarrassed, "Brother, no, you can't say that, listen to me—"

"Stop talking." The old Taoist interrupted the man who broke the lock, "Leave your unlocking hands behind, and you can go."