Chief don't slap in the face

The meaning of Zhao Channu's beating is very simple. I'm afraid of that nobleman, but I still crush you onlookers. In fact, this guy played a trick.

The guy who was beaten by him was wearing linen clothes, and with his body shape, he looked like an ordinary person. This kind of guy had no background, so the beating was for nothing.

The few men who were still thinking about buying just now quickly shrank their heads and got back into the crowd.

Fanshu's hands were shaking all the time, and when he saw that Zhao Qinu disappeared, he was quietly relieved.

These days, it is perfectly normal for nobles to give slaves to each other and buy and sell slaves, only Xia Ye is the one who hates others.

"It's so boring, when will you enter?"

Sigo and others are impatient.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and they were separated by a group of guards. Zhao Rong, who was wearing a set of bronze armor, walked over and looked at Xia Ye.

The people around Xia Ye stood up in unison. Although Friday was weak, he was loyal enough to stand in the front.

Seeing this, Sweet Potato also hurried forward.

"Tsk!"

Seeing this scene, the originally commotional crowd suddenly showed a look of shock. The uniforms of these guards are obviously security guards and cannot be provoked, but the young man's subordinates are fearless.

Then, everyone's expressions became envious, who doesn't want loyal subordinates!

"You are Xia Ye?"

Zhao Rong asked, but his expression changed slightly. These subordinates are of good quality. From this, we can deduce how Xia Ye treats his subordinates.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Xia Ye got up and asked everyone to back off, the other party obviously had no malicious intentions.

"I'm Zhao Rong!"

Zhao Rong joked: "The subordinates of the great chief are very powerful!"

hiss!

Upon hearing Zhao Rong's name, many people hurriedly bowed to say hello, this is the tenth hero of the tribe, bowing is a national etiquette, it is a respect for heroes.

"I don't know that the great hero is here, so what's your business?"

Xia Ye frowned slightly.

"I heard that your department was made things difficult at the city gate. After I found out, I dealt with the city defense officer and came to apologize to you!"

Zhao Rong gestured.

A guard holding a wooden box behind him immediately stepped forward, opened the wooden box, and showed it to Xia Yechou.

"The ancestors are above, it is the head!"

There was a commotion among the onlookers, and some timid ones couldn't help but retreat.

Xia Ye remained motionless.

"Wow, your subordinates are very skilled, this head is so lifelike!"

Song Guo came over.

For antisepsis, the human head was pickled with lime, but the amount used was not large, did not change the figure's appearance, and the fracture under the neck did not accumulate blood stains.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look sideways at the bold sago fruit.

"A great hero doesn't have to be like this!"

Xia Ye pouted, unable to understand Zhao Rong's reason for coming, but at least he was better at life than his proud son.

"Haha, I'm in charge of the defense and public security of the main city. These crumbs are small, so naturally they have to be dealt with!"

Zhao Rong smiled generously, and put his right hand behind his back.

"What's in those boxes? Could it be human heads too?"

Song Guo saw that there was a group of soldiers behind Zhao Rong, more than 30 of them were holding a wooden box.

"Oh, since that's the case, let the chief take a look!"

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, his subordinates opened the box and walked past Xia Ye one by one.

The faces of the onlookers became ugly, and some timid ones couldn't take it any longer, so they vomited out, because there were all human heads in the box, and seeing so many suddenly, no one could bear it.

Even Xia Ye, who was used to killing, felt a little palpitating at this moment.

"I know this one. I have been following that Officer Zhao all the time, mocking us!"

Song Guo pointed out that it was the guard who inspected the Chaoge caravan.

Zhao Qinu mixed in the crowd, thinking that Xia Ye was going to be unlucky, he was gloating, thinking about how to ridicule him for a while, but he didn't expect to see the majestic tenth hero take the initiative to show his favor to Xia Ye.

In an instant, Zhao Channu's back was drenched in cold sweat, his neck shrank, he didn't dare to look any more, and quickly slipped away.

At this moment, his heart is full of rejoicing and fear. If he hadn't shrunk his eggs just now and chose a hard bar, he would definitely be decapitated at this moment. It's a joke, even the chief in charge of the main city's security is standing on his side and provokes him Is this Xia Ye too long-lived?

"Explore the ruins, come on!"

After some conversation, Zhao Rong gave a few words of encouragement, and left with a smile. This Xia Ye is very interesting.

Two large boxes were also left behind, which contained 20 Zhao Guodao coins, all of which were copied from Chief Zhao's house.

"This is a man, what are you going to do?"

Ghost Lord asked.

"What should we do? Let's forget about Chief Zhao, but he has to settle for his son's disdain for the Great Chief!"

Yi Liwei was furious.

"Yes, kill that kid!"

Friday's fists clashed, murderous.

After such a commotion, even if there were beautiful women with big breasts on Xia Ye's side, no one dared to stay any longer, so their surroundings seemed to have become a vacuum, and they all kept their distance.

"what happened?"

When Zhao Lianyu came, she saw the group of Song Guo, squatting in a row on the steps, knocking melon seeds in their idleness.