“Oh my God, those bandits almost caught up with me.” Ivan ran about the hamlet but couldn’t get rid of the bandits chasing after him. He broke out in sweat out of anxiety. “s**t, don’t follow me.” Ivan thundered and threw a brazier used for lighting in the hamlet backward. Before the brazier got close to the bandits, Fatty No.4 had hacked it off. Sparks flew in all directions. He jerked his arm down and let out a hideous laugh. “Give up your struggle and surrender yourself.” “Damn!” Ivan fled in a panic and soon he saw the entrance of the hamlet—the gateway to paradise. He quickened his pace, thinking he still had a chance to escape as long as he went through that entrance. But obviously, there was no such a chance for him, because on each side of the entrance was a fatty. The one on

