Da Bong fights more people

A man took a sip of his wine and shook his head with emotion.

"Hey, you Zhang Niuzi is still a hero for the country and the people, why don't you donate your family wealth to the government for disaster relief."

"Donate to the government? Then it's better to just throw money on the street, at least the folks can grab a few coins. If you donate to the government, the folks can't get the money. Instead, there is another young man in the official's mansion." concubine."

Everyone laughed.

"That's right, why don't Zhang Niuzi donate to me, I haven't got a wife yet."

The man who spoke was a thin, somewhat mouse-like man.

Zhang Niuzi cursed a slang term and said:

"You, Li Er, can't afford a wife, but you can sleep with your own sister-in-law, tsk tsk, and save money on marrying a wife. How can a daughter-in-law be better than a sister-in-law? As the old saying goes, dumplings are delicious, what's the fun?"

"It's more fun than sister-in-law!" Someone answered.

Everyone laughed, and the restaurant immediately became lively.

Li Er's eldest brother, like most of the townspeople, made a living by collecting herbs and growing them. One time he went up the mountain to collect herbs and fell off a cliff.

There is no working man in the family, and the quality of life has dropped sharply. Li Er's aunt is a somewhat attractive woman.

Within half a year, he and Li Er had sex.

Chen Er heard his subordinates laughing and cursing each other, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jing Yuan put down his wine glass and looked sideways.

The monk's voice came to my ears: "Is Xiangzhou so cold in winter?"

Chen Er quickly turned around to show respect, and replied respectfully:

"How can it be? If it's like this every winter, how will the people of Xiangzhou survive? This year is extremely cold. It's not long before winter begins, and the night wind blows like bones. In half a decade, there will be ice under the eaves. "

As he spoke, Chen Er drank a toast: "I don't know how many people will freeze to death this winter, but when will no one die in winter? That's the way this world is, it's good to have something to eat."

"Hey, Chai Xian, who received a thousand knives, caused everyone to come out to patrol in the cold. I think he has already slipped away. How dare he stay in Xiangzhou."

Chen Er chattered endlessly, half a stick of incense time passed quickly, he grabbed the short knife and yelled:

"Don't drink, don't drink, get up and let me patrol the streets."

"Ah, is this just half a stick of incense? I feel like I just sat down."

"Drink another half stick of incense. On such a cold day, that stupid Chai Xian might be happy in some woman's bed, and he won't come out to make trouble."

Patrol members complained in one go.

At this time, Jingyuan's pinna moved and heard a slight, unusual sound of water flowing.

"To shut up!"

Jing Yuan shouted.

The noise in the whole hall fell silent, no one dared to speak, and they all looked at him blankly.

Jing Yuan ignored them, closed his eyes, and amplified his hearing to the extreme.

The sound of "crawling" water came into my ears, it was different from the normal sound of water flow, it was more like an undercurrent, tens of dozens of undercurrents...

No, it's not an undercurrent, but something is swimming towards this side along the small river outside the restaurant.

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ps: I went to bed early yesterday.

Chapter 52 Encounters

"Grandmaster?"

Chen Er lowered his voice and tried something.

Seeing Jingyuan's serious attitude of listening to the surrounding movement, everyone in the hall also became nervous, clenched the knife in their hand, and looked around vigilantly.

Who are they patrolling the streets at night?

Isn't it the big devil who kills without blinking an eye, Chai Xian.

When there is no abnormality, everyone can laugh and laugh.But as soon as there was a disturbance, the patrol team members at the bottom of the rivers and lakes immediately felt half-hearted.

After all, Chai Xian is in Xiangzhou, he is a peak-level figure, with a fifth-grade energy, and it is said that he can manipulate four iron corpses.

"in the river."

Jing Yuan opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

in the river?Chen Er's heart trembled, and the next moment, he heard a "crash" coming from outside the wine shop, as if something had broken through the water.

Everyone in the hall also heard it, and a dozen eyes looked at the gate of the closed restaurant at the same time, as if they were facing a big enemy. .

The sound of water was heard one after another, and more and more things broke out of the water.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the restaurant slammed loudly and was forcibly knocked open.

A figure rushed into the wine shop, he was wearing tattered clothes, smelly all over his body, his straw-like hair was soaked in the river water, clinging to his bloodless face, his eyes were cloudy and dead silent.

And behind him, there were more "companions", they looked at the people in the wine shop calmly and indifferently.

At first glance, there are at least 40 of them.

This eerie scene, replaced by ordinary people, or the low-level Jianghu people in other counties and counties, I am afraid that the liver and gallbladder will be shattered.

Fortunately, the people in Xiangzhou are no strangers to walking corpses, and they don't have that kind of fear of ghosts and gods. To them, walking corpses are no different from wolves in the mountains.

"Brothers, get ready guys!"

With a roar, Chen Er grabbed a large net from the basket at his feet, threw it out suddenly, and enveloped the walking corpse.

Immediately afterwards, he made two steps in three steps, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the neck of the walking corpse that had smashed open the door of the wine shop.

puff!

The blade was stuck in the neck, and the head could not be chopped off.

Although the walking corpses are not as invulnerable as the iron corpses, they were all masters in the rivers and lakes during their lifetime. After being fed with blood essence, their physique is stronger than that of ordinary refiners.

The walking corpse opened its smelly mouth, a mouthful of yellow teeth, and bit towards Chen Er's neck.

"He" pounced too fast, like a master of Qi training, so that Chen Er couldn't make evasive movements at all, and thoughts of despair filled his heart.