Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 617 Chapter 617: Ping Sibao County (19) [ask for a monthly ticket]

  As the headless corpse fell, the world seemed to be silent for a moment, Qiu Cheng's pupils shrank in shock, and he slammed his fist against the wall.

   There was a lot of anger.

   "Hateful!"

   "It's really hateful!"

  Everyone was silent, not daring to speak.

  Say anything at this time is undoubtedly a blow to Qiu Cheng.

   Fighting will win or lose depending on the situation.

   Being beheaded before the battle is undoubtedly the most serious one. The drums of one's own team are low and morale is declining. When Qiu Cheng heard that the anger was not coming, he strode towards the drums and snatched the drumsticks from the soldiers. Infuse cultural energy into drumsticks and drumheads.

  Boom boom boom boom—

  The high-pitched and angry drums sounded.

  Using literary spirit to forcibly boost the morale of the decline.

   This trick really worked.

  Qiu Cheng held a drumstick in his hand, pointed at the energetic Lu Jue below, and said harshly, "Who will behead this son for me?"

   "The last general please fight!"

   "The last general please fight!"

   "The last general please fight!"

  After Qiu Cheng finished speaking, three or four generals came out to fight.

  The strength of these generals is not bad.

  In the past, the lowest was a captain who could guard the garrison of a county. Among them, some came for Qiu's reputation, some were moved by Qiu Cheng's sincerity and a lot of money, and some had a good relationship with him, so he agreed to follow after he came forward to recruit them.

   Judging from the lineup of generals...

   This is something that can arouse Shen Tang's envy.

  As far as the generals are concerned, their own side Paoze was beheaded by an unknown soldier, and they were dishonored. Even if they don't care about the usual friendship, just to wash away the shame, they still want to keep Lu Jue. Qiu Cheng chose to be more conservative this time.

  Choose a burly middle-aged general.

   "This battle is up to you." Qiu Cheng said with earnestness.

The middle-aged general's eyes never restrained his fierceness, and he said forcefully, "The final general will fulfill his mission. He will not only avenge the death of Paoze, but also get back some interest from the thief!" His younger brother, who led the army not long ago He attacked Beishang County and was killed.

  The murderer is a young general in red and silver armor.

  He searched around just now, and only found one person with matching characteristics, but the other person was too young, and his martial energy was completely restrained, so he couldn't see the specific level of martial courage. He was not sure that this person was the murderer, but he knew that the murderer was under Shen Tang's tent.

  As long as it works for Shen Tang, it is his enemy.

  Qiu Cheng finally showed some joy on his face and stretched his brows.

   "Okay, okay, I will hold a banquet for you when you return home." Qiu Cheng is very confident in the middle-aged general. It turned out that Lu Jue had already fought once, and his martial energy was consumed a lot; secondly, his level was far inferior to others. At most ten tricks will teach others to drop their heads!

   "Thank you, my lord!"

  The middle-aged general took the order with his fists folded.

  I saw him roaring to the sky, his voice was like the roar of a lion, and the sound waves burst into waves, setting off a strong wind, which made the flag flutter.

  He jumped off the city wall without doing anything fancy. Every time he took a step, the rising martial energy would transform into parts of the martial armor at the corresponding parts. Not long after, a full set of martial arts armor was possessed, holding a long halberd with a dark pattern of a lion's head, with an imposing aura.

  Looking at Lu Jue coldly.

   asked: "How do you want to die?"

  He lightly said a word, but in Lu Jue's eyes, it was a terrifying scene of a hundred-foot-high lion pressing down on the ground. The complete suppression of the momentum made him retreat subconsciously. But before the heels hit the ground, the shoulders were stabilized by a firm force.

   Turning around, it's...

  Uh, nobody.

   Lu Jue recovered and realized that his temples were covered with sweat.

  Shen Tang rode her beloved small motorcycle and ran forward. The snow-white mule shook his head happily, grinning like a mean smile. One person and one mule, perfectly placed between the middle-aged general and Lu Jue. Lu Jue was certain that the power just now came from his lord, but the lord said, "Shousheng, step back, this person is not something you can handle now..."

Shen Tang wanted to arrange those enemies with similar strengths to be the whetstones for newcomers. If a few newcomers could realize the exclusive [Warrior's Intention] between life and death, the future would undoubtedly be brighter. She didn't want to grind the newcomers to death. .

therefore-

   Go up when you should, and retreat when you need to.

  Lv Jue, or in other words, the biggest advantage of these subordinates under Shen Tang's tent is that they listen to persuasion. Listen to people's persuasion, eat enough, and don't act rashly. The middle-aged general didn't stop Lu Jue either, because he had confidence in his own strength, and because Shen Tang was also dressed in red and silver.

  Xun Ding on the city wall: "..."

   I've seen someone looking for shit, but I haven't seen someone looking for death.

   If you kill Lu Jue, you will win the second round.

   This guy let Lu Jue go, and replaced him with the most difficult bone of the opponent, what was he thinking? Do you really think you are that overbearing and unreasonable Gong Xichou? You don't even need to look, Xun Ding can already predict the fate of the middle-aged general.

  However, people don't think so.

  He just scorned Shen Tang's attire.

  Orthodox brave fighters pursue an exaggerated and muscular figure, and burly and powerful muscles are the proof of strength. Shen Tang is undoubtedly a **** in front of him. Not tall, not broad-shouldered, and unmanly in features.

   Gu Chi, who was frowning and analyzing: "..."

  If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he almost laughed out loud on the spot. I endured it and endured it, but I still couldn't restrain the curvature of the corner of my mouth.

  Xun Zhen asked him: "What are you laughing at at the tide?"

  Gu Chihui: "Naturally, I'm laughing at this person looking for death."

   It's been a long time since I saw such a talent who stepped on thunder with such precision.

  The middle-aged general didn't know about this, so he squinted his eyes and glanced at Shen Tang, and then said, "Nobody, what's his name?"

  Shen Tang opened his mouth and said, "Your ancestor."

The middle-aged general's thick eyebrows stood upright, his eyes burst out with murderous intent for a moment, and he rushed towards Shen Tang, but he still suppressed his anger and sneered, "You are young, but your tone is not small. Except you, Who else is the red-clothed silver armor?"

  Shen Tang was riding on the back of the motorcycle, tilting his head and thinking.

   replied: "No, only your ancestor."

The middle-aged general smiled angrily: "You are young, and you are not thin-skinned. You said that you are the only general in red and silver armor under the thief's tent. Could it be that you beheaded a ninth-rank and fifth doctor with your own hands?" ? You’re not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue.”

  Shen Tang heard something in the other party's words.

Smiling and provocative: "No one believes the truth these days. Among the people I have killed, the ranks of ninth and fifth doctors are really not ranked. Which leader are you referring to? Maybe he was born unique, I still have a little impression. Also, who are you calling a thief? Don’t ask yourself, it’s a thief. Your master who killed people and stole food should be called "autumn thief"!"

  When the middle-aged military general heard this, his heart sank, his attention was completely attracted by the second sentence, and he didn't care about the last two sentences.

  If this young general is not lying...

  His younger brother was really beheaded by this person?

   No, not possible.

  How can this person be so young?

But Shen Tang said with a smile: "I seem to have some impressions of your face. What is your relationship with the ninth and fifth doctors who led the troops to attack the granary in Beishang County that day? Is he your son or your brother? Are you looking for me to reunite you?"

  The wind at night is extremely cold.

  _(:з」∠)_

   One bad news, one good news.

   The bad news is that only half a chapter remains.

   The good news is that the confinement meal in the hospital is quite delicious after finally exhausting gas.

   Hey, these two days I’ve been frantically swiping all kinds of apps, and there’s no fever-reducing medicine for babies. Even the fever-reducing stickers are pre-sold until the 15th of next month. It is estimated that I will be discharged from the hospital on the 19th. I feel more dangerous, and my head is bald.

  (end of this chapter)