Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 169 169: Chaos in Xiaocheng (9)【Ask monthly ticket】

  Facts have proved that as long as it is something that normal people would do, Qishan is always reluctant to do it. Shen Tang's angry roar was forgotten by him, and he could only see the sheriff in front of him. The county guard, surnamed Yan, famous for the city, is both an old friend and an enemy of Qishan.

  If Qishan had a small notebook to hold grudges, Yancheng would definitely be able to take the lead and occupy the top of the list unswervingly.

"A mere fourth-class doctor, fifth-class doctor, I believe that with Mr. Shen Xiaolang's ability, killing two people is no more troublesome than searching for something..." The words were addressed to Shen Tang, but his eyes were always looking at the sheriff with a face as golden as paper, Rao Interestingly, "You say so?"

   Only he knows whether it is Shen Tang or the sheriff who said this.

  Shen Tang's forehead was throbbing with blue veins: "..."

  Being a teammate with Qishan is simply torture. If this is a team, according to his paddling skills, he would have been reported several rounds of TM.

  She avoided the side-to-side attacks of two brave warriors, and danced the "Mother Sword" in her hand vigorously. It seems that the two brave warriors are being repaired as substitutes for praying for goodness.

   Don’t forget to say harsh words at the end!

   "Qi Yuanliang, you wait! I will settle accounts with you later!"

  If it wasn't for the consideration of praying for goodness and having to flirt with the old friend, she would give him a 12-hour silence package right now. Hmph—give him some face in front of the Chou family!

  Shen Tang's harsh words did not affect Qishan's good mood, but the mood of the county guard Yancheng was not so good. He looked at Qishan, who was locked on to him like a lone wolf and a tiger, and the latter seemed to be thinking about where to bite to tear off a large piece of **** flesh.

   This look gave him a long-lost familiarity.

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familiar?

  This lone wolf and tiger-like eyes... He really knows someone! Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes opened wider and wider.

   "You, are you—"

  The sheriff was about to spit out a name.

  Unexpectedly, his voice suddenly lost his voice, and his face turned pale.

  Qi Shan said coldly: "Yancheng has a bad memory, I'm not talking about it, my surname is Qi, my first name is Shan, and my characters are good."

The sheriff is also a master who is proficient in all kinds of words and spirits. These years, he has held a good thigh, which can be described as "literary luck". Naturally, the cultivation of the literary heart has not fallen behind, and he is even comparable to many talented literati. The silence was almost lifted.

He swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, and looked at Qi Shan with suspicious eyes. The more he looked, the more he was convinced that his guess was correct. He took a breath and said, "Whether you are Qi Yuanliang or not, if I say, I say Qi Shan Yuan Liang was not harmed by me, can you believe it?"

Qishan said softly: "Yancheng, do you think I will believe you with your duplicitous, shameful villain style? You don't have to argue, you can't argue with me. Ask yourself, are you not guilty of saying this? ? I’m not afraid of being approached by ghosts in the middle of the night.”

   Sheriff: "..."

   What he said made sense, but he didn't believe it himself.

  The sheriff secretly felt his scalp go numb.

  If the guy with the identity of praying for charity in front of him is really the one he guessed, he might not be able to leave here alive today.

   Don't cry when you don't see the coffin, this sentence is just right to describe the sheriff. He always felt that he still had a chance to stand up. He was able to survive the catastrophe in that situation back then, how could he die now?

  The sheriff is about to give it a go.

  The Wen Qi that had barely recovered was surging in the meridians. He just made a move, ready to help Ke Qing, but the pain in Danfu caused the Wen Qi to stagnate.

  He glared angrily at Qishan who had a gloomy sneer on his face.

   Greet the eighteen generations of ancestors directly from the heart.

   It really is that guy!

  The next second, a column of blood sprayed under his feet.

  The weakest fourth-class doctor was wiped by Shen Tang with a sword, leaving only the fifth-class doctor. Without being restrained by others, Shen Tang's attacks became more fierce and fierce. Not long after, he seized a wonderful opportunity and kicked that person's heart. The force was so great that the ribs made an overwhelmed cracking sound, hit the ground and rolled several times, and finally lay on his back, dying with regret.

  Shen Tang suppressed the urge to point fingers at Qishan with his sword, and took a deep breath: "Have you broken up with your old-enemy?"

  She paused suspiciously on 【Old—】.

Qi Shan casually glanced at the corpses of the two guest ministers. Although the fourth-class officials did not have martial arts soldiers and armors, they also had all kinds of weapons, and their strength and speed were unmatched by others. Can't stand-

"Mr. Shen Xiaolang's military strength has improved rapidly." Thinking about how Shen Tang was chased and killed by the fourth class and fled the house, it is really hard to believe that such a great improvement was achieved in less than half a year. "Old debts are not so easy figured it out..."

  Shen Tang: "..."

  If her mood can be visualized as an emoji, it is probably either a black question mark face or a subway grandpa looking at his mobile phone face.

  She sneered and said: "Do you really think I'm a three-year-old kid to be fooled? When I fight with people, I still take time to pay attention to your situation. When did you settle the old score with him?"

  Damn it, all methods and talk that don't aim at killing enemies are "flirting" and "happy enemies"!

   Except for the first face-to-face confrontation, these two literati are not like literati with a literary heart—not to mention a battle of wits, they don’t even have a confrontation between the literary heart and the soul. With this posture, you still want her to believe that these two are your life-and-death enemies? She feels that her IQ has been humiliated!

  Qi Shan was in a great mood: "It's counting..."

  Heaven can learn from it, he really didn't paddle this time.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  She was also a little puzzled-the situation was unfavorable, why didn't the sheriff escape, and didn't help the two guests to defend against the enemy?

  Because you know you can't escape?

  So just wait to die?

  This is not like the style of the sheriff.

  According to the words of praying for goodness, this person is definitely an elite in the grass, and Wen Xinyanling, who put oil on his feet and slipped away, is one of the top ten in the Northwest. With such a good ability to escape, how could he act negatively like waiting to die?

  Shen Tang intuitively felt that the problem was with Qishan.

   asked, "What did you do?"

  The county guard looked at Qi Shan almost eating people.

   "Nothing, just a little trick."

  Shen Tang: "...Look at my expression, will I believe it?"

   Qishan's deceptive literature is really getting more and more deceptive.

  Suddenly, the sheriff spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, his chest heaved quickly and urgently. He covered the position of Dan Mansion, looked at Qi Shan angrily and said: "Don't you just want to avenge Qi Shan?"

  Shen Tang: "...???"

She has been paying attention to the conversation between the two, just praying for good, and she is not good at getting to the bottom of it, so she lightly coughed twice, and made a very considerate suggestion: "That—shall I get out of the way? Give you a little space to catch up" '?"

   "No need."

  Qishan strode forward, first silently looking at the sheriff.

  The sheriff also stared at him!

  The next second, Qi Shan raised his hand and swung his fist, hitting the sheriff's face. He punched the man to the ground and was still angry, and even kicked him twice, but the sheriff remained stubborn and silent.

  Finally tied with literary style.

  (end of this chapter)