3′····· When Praruo said this, he was still so calm and indifferent, but this word exploded in everyone's hearts like a bomb, especially the people on Zhao Wude's side, including Zhao Wude himself. All of them looked at Prajna in shock.

The mayor and the director were stupid? They never expected that Praruo would dare to speak like this.

The director's face turned red. He shouted in a low voice, "You really don't take the prince seriously, don't think that you, the village chief, can do whatever you want. ”

Prajna smiled and said, "I'm just telling you, do you believe it or not?" ”

The director's face became as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly? Of course he didn't dare to answer such a thing? Believe it or not?

This time, we must take a good look at the Prajna, and we should also take revenge on Xiao San last time. Just as the director was about to give orders to his subordinates to arrest people, Prajna suddenly moved? It was like a gust of wind? The director couldn't see Prajna standing in front of him for a moment? This amazing ghostly speed scared the director to hell? He's an atheist. But he didn't expect that in broad daylight, if a big living person just disappeared from front of him, it scared his pants.

The next second, the director heard a crisp slap from behind him. Someone was slapped in the face? It can't really be that Prince Zhao Wude was beaten.

When the director was about to turn around, his eyes saw that Prajna was standing in front of him again, as if Pranya hadn't moved at all, and had been standing in front of him all along.

The director's face twitched for a moment, and then he subconsciously looked at the eighth prince Zhao Wude behind him. A lot of people are watching.

Zhao Wude's white face had a bright red slap print? There was no doubt that he had been slapped in the face.

So the question is, who must be the one who hit the person? Uncle Prajna? But Uncle Prajna passed from here? And there is a director in front of him? In less than a second. Is this speed a human or a ghost?

"Lord Wang. ”

"Mr. Zhao. タ”

"Mr. Zhao. ”

One by one, the subordinates looked at Zhao Wude in horror.

Zhao Wude really seemed to be stupidly staying there? Was he really answering that sentence? When he was slapped in the face, he was still stupidly dumbfounded.

"Are you alright? The butcher stepped forward, cautiously asked.

The Eighth Prince has been pampered for so many years? He has always lived a life of enjoyment? Now he has been slapped in the face in a place where birds don't? What a serious thing is this? What a shocking thing is this? It's even more shocking than when Dongying went to attack Pearl Harbor of the Chinese people.

Tang Yun and I were also dumbfounded, especially in my heart, as if I had been struck by a bolt of lightning.

If you say that you will be slapped in the face? You won't give any face at all? It's still so simple. The process of beating people was too short, but the process of slapping people in the face was too bad.

I just saw this Uncle Prajna move a little, and finally he returned to his place, and then, still smiling so gently.

"Uncle Praruo, isn't that right? You can't just slap your face? Qingyun said with a smile over there? Otherwise, this person wouldn't be so sober. ”

Zhao Wude is very sober now? Extremely sober? His mind is not the kind that has been beaten? There is a question he has not thought through.

Who gave Prajna such courage to hit him?

He's just a little village chief, and he dares to slap him in the face?

Even if the fuck is the leader of a city or a certain bigwig in a province, he wouldn't dare to slap him in the face like this.

Could it be that Prajna is stupid? So there is no fear? What is that sentence called? Barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes? So Prajna must have no relatives.

Zhao Wude is a master of disguise? This also deceives many people? But his force is actually higher than that of two butchers? He can have a place on the land list? However, the people on this land list are now powerless.

Zhao Wude just felt that a gust of wind was blowing? The wind was invisible, and he couldn't find it? And then he was slapped in the face? Only when there was a hot pain in his face did he come to his senses.

I whispered to Tang Yun?" It feels so good. ”

Tang Yun said? But the consequences are very serious? If this Prajna has no background, it will die a miserable death? Do you believe it?"

I said: "In ancient times, it was all ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles without leaving a name, a big deal? This Prajna killed Zhao Wude, and then went away and flew high? There are still a lot of such awesome people. ”

Tang Yun said? If he leaves, the villagers here will definitely suffer? The people of the Zhao family are a big family in the capital? Although Zhao Wude is not one of the most powerful disciples of the Zhao family? But if he is slapped in the face, the people of the Zhao family will fight back. ”

When I heard Tang Yun say this, I was also a little worried? This is also right? Even if a person goes away and flies away, will the people of the Zhao family be angry with this villager? At that time, it will be the villagers who will suffer? This is the terrible thing about power.

The director and the mayor looked at Zhao Wude, and they were wondering, what was the prince going to do next, was it to start a massacre or something?

The director is ready for battle? This time, he will stand on the front line? He must not retreat? He must give a good impression on the prince? If he does not do well, his future will be bright.

The mayor is like this, even though he has a fat body, but he wants to fight.

"Do you know what happens when you slap me?" Zhao Wude's bite was particularly clear.

"The consequences? you know? another slap in the face. ”

This time, as if he had slowed down, his body moved again.

"Protect the prince. ”

"Protect the prince. ”

The people of the Eighth Prince, the people from the police station, the people of the town mayor, all of them surrounded the prince, because Prajna had become a madman? It wasn't enough to slap his face once? Now he came again? Is this still a human being?

So, this time, we must protect the prince.

The butcher was the first to stand in front of the Eighth Prince, protecting the prince with both hands, and looking like he wanted to protect the prince well.

At least the five people standing in front of Zhao Wude only felt as if their bodies were being pushed away by an irresistible force in an instant? The bodies of those people began to stagger? The butcher only felt that a compelling murderous aura swept in front of Meiyu? Just as he was about to make a move, his body was thrown out by Prajna? Finally, it was Zhao Wude? He grabbed half a breath of distance, took a step back, and when he wanted to dodge such a slap? But it was too late? Zhao Wude's right foot was slashed out diagonally, and he was already attacking? With a snap, the left side of the face was also slapped in the face.

Finally, Prajna returned to the same position he had been standing in.

"Excuse me? I punched you in the face twice. Prajna said apologetically.

I saw it more clearly this time, but I was still shocked by the ghostly speed of the enemy, even if there were thousands of troops and horses in front of me, and the head of the enemy should be cut off.

Zhao Wude is shameless this time? He doesn't want any identity? He scolded angrily: "Shoot them, kill them, shoot them for me." ”

The director was also the first to shout?" Shoot, shoot, shoot and kill these people. ”

The director shouted loudly, fiercely, but it was also the first and most unlucky? As soon as his words fell, Qingyun had already jumped in front of the director, grabbed the director's arrow with one hand, and threw it in the air? Then, Qingyun's body shot into the air like a bazooka.

The director looked at the white blue sky in mid-air, hissed and shouted, and then a black figure appeared in sight.

Then there was a click, and Qingyun's straight right leg and heel were thrown down at 90 degrees.

Then, the director came and accelerated his downward fall, and there was a bang, and the director's bloated body was standing on the ground, and it was dusty, and it was dusty. Buyu Holy Bear.

When Qingyun landed, I don't know if it was intentional, it landed on the director's chest? Originally, the director didn't faint? This time he stood up? The director's eyes went dark?

"Who's going to move? ”

Qingyun glanced at the policemen who were about to draw their guns.

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