"We are assassins!" someone shouted.

A shoe hit the corner of his eyes, and a kitchen knife slashed the back of the back.

"We can kill without blinking!" Someone yelled with a swaying steel knife.

Seventy or eighty diners who had already ordered the food and food to celebrate the triumphant success of the army. Some were carrying pig elbows, some waved the heads of sheep, and some swung the table and benches. Three or five went up to beat one, and there were no tricks left and right. I saw "killing the master's tutor to death". In an instant, a large group of assassins fell down on the ground, and the rest were chased by thirty or fifty people, and one was beaten by one or two hundred, and one or two hundred were pressed and beaten. There were crying on the street, all of which were assassins.

Are all the people in Beiting so tough?

Who are the martial arts masters who are the martial arts masters who lick blood from the edge of the knife?!

At this time, seventeen or eighteen shop guys rushed out of the restaurant. The guy held a torch in his hand. The shop guy shouted: "Damn it, come down!"

The assassin holding a crossbow in the restaurant had long been dumbfounded. He immediately cursed when he heard the words: "You are grandma, I won't come down!"

The fierce boss lady snatched the torch, immediately pointed upstairs, cursing: "It's a big deal. The beasts who came with the court dared to assassinate our adults, so why don't you come down? You just burned to death!"

Wei Yang patted his forehead, and he didn't expect that all the people in Beiting were so cruel.

This is not the slave who was dissatisfied at the time, it is clearly...

Awakening!

"Beiting is my family, and it depends on everyone's construction."

These words were written on the city wall, and now they seem to have been written into the hearts of the people of Beiting.

good!

Old Man Han was stunned. He never thought that anyone would dare to assassinate the lord in Beiting.

What he didn't expect was that the people of Beiting were so fierce. Look, how could they be wearing one shoe and carrying one shoe to chase the fierce and tall assassin and beat the old man hard? Look at the little lady who was holding a rolling pin in her hand and blocking the three assassins at the head and hitting her. Where did she learn how to lift her vagina without a teacher?

"Hey, look here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted upstairs. The assassins fled to the lower floor and looked up. They saw a vast white area in front of them. Only the man clapped his hands and laughed, "I've been beaten, how did I show this face?"

There were cheers up and downstairs: "Scholar Gao, with your skills, you should indeed be the headmaster in the yamen!"

Wei Yang said in shock: "Is this guy the captain?"

Isn't it the headmaster? Look at him sprinkling an iron chain upstairs, and he hit the assassin's neck without any effort. That skill was not done for a few days!

Wei Yang suddenly smelled a choking smell, and his face immediately showed a strange look.

The remaining entourage staff who replaced the original entourage said in a muffled voice: "This guy loves to learn from the general. In March, the court sent someone to invite scholars in the western border. This guy threw his pen and joined the army and shouted: "A real man cannot stabilize the border with a three-foot sword. How can he be the chief minister of the marquis and prime ministers?" So he picked up a knife and wanted to be the chief secretary in the army. It was because there were too few literati in the western border that he was the chief of the Beiting General, which was considered to be a conscientious person."

oh?

Do you actually have such a strong ambition?

He strolled in the garden, as if he was just waiting for others to catch the thief, but after most of the enemies were captured, the soldiers and civilians in Dongcheng shouted in unison: "The Marquis of Beiting is invincible!"

How can I see it?

As soon as Yu Xi, Wei Yang ordered his entourage to support his shield to form a formation, but he stood firmly in front of the shield formation, neither wielding the long sword nor lifting the big gun that the princes in the world were terrified.

The bureaucrats at the city gate were all disgraceful. Lord Fan, who was beaten to pieces, pursed his lips tightly, and a bright red blood stain on the city wall was coming.

He stared at Wei Yang, who was holding a gun with a three-foot sword hanging on his waist, and shot all the poisonous arrows to the ground. He had only one thought in his mind: "This person has practiced some evil martial arts. He is so powerful that he must use his wisdom to make a decision!"
Chapter completed!