Lei Gong, the leader of the iron-blooded mercenary group, looked at the broken corpses in front of the Jade Restaurant, most of them were brothers who fought with him in all directions. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He has a cannibalistic heart, and fire erupts from his eyes: "Shoot! Shoot these stinky girls to Lao Tzu!"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

More than two meters long and more than a dozen pounds of pig iron crossbow arrows ravaged the stormy stone pillar structure of the Jade Restaurant.

"Master Li, go through the back door!"

Turning the fountain and screen in the middle of the hall, a heroic waitress took off her three-pointed two-edged knife and trotted all the way over, and when she saw Li Zheng, she immediately shouted: "Lord Li, take the second lady through the back door, there is a fat man there who has suppressed the besieging enemy!"

Who's coming?

Li Zheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was the red leaf that was the most popular among the old masters in this group of waitress. This woman is twenty-eight years old, the youngest of all the maids, but she has already reached the realm of an intermediate samurai. So that with a three-pointed two-edged sword in one hand, it is easy for two or three mid-level samurai to not be his opponent.

Li Zheng heard her shouting anxiously, and without saying a word, he pulled his legs and left, with his back on Ya Annie, and ran towards the back door with Red Leaves.

Bypassing the corridor of the back kitchen, there is no one around, and the popular Jade Restaurant has turned into a sea of corpses and blood, and the owner of the Jade Restaurant is highly poisoned, and he is forced to flee in desperation.

Before I got to the back door, I heard:

"Hey!" and "Drink!"

"Ding!", "Ding!", "Dang!", "Dang!"

I heard someone shouting "Open!" again.

"Bump!" With a bang, the waves rolled, lifting Li Zheng, who had not yet reached the door, to retreat, but Hongye reacted quickly, and grabbed Li Zheng's arm with his hand, which did not let him fall with the second lady.

"Who, so powerful!" Li Zheng was horrified, and when he looked at it, he saw a big fat man like a small hill, with a tiger skin coat tied around his waist, elephant legs, a bear's back, copper bell eyes, and two fleshy palms the size of a puff fan.

"Good guy!" Li Zheng has long heard that each of the four heavenly kings of the procuratorate is not simple, especially this Okamura fifty-two, born in the genetic structure of Sumo Mountain, he weighed more than ten pounds when he was born, and then the more he ate, the fatter he became, and he grew taller and fatter.

When I entered elementary school, other children only sat on one bench, and this fat boy had to take two benches to stand up.

As he grew older, he practiced a family secret hard qigong, and worked hard to keep the cold and summer unhindered, but the fat was increasing day by day, relying on his talent, he achieved the exquisite attainments of a high-level samurai before the age of thirty.

When the enemy first came over, Okamura saw that the enemy was overwhelming, and he was afraid that he would accidentally put the enemy in, so he squatted on the stone steps of the back door with his butt and blocked the hole in the back door where the two of them were parallel with a big belly. Let more than 30 fierce knife and axe hands around Okamura Big Fat is chopping and cutting, even kicking and kicking, when he is happy, he will block it twice, and when he is lazy, he should be tickling.

Seeing that Okamura was interested, the arms of the two people with thick waists stretched out, and they were pressed together in front of them, and there was a muffled thunderous sound "bumping", and the air wave that burst out made the feet of several swordsmen who had just rushed to the front unstable and staggered.

"You can't fight like this!" the swordsman led by him was shocked.

He's just an intermediate samurai, if he really compares one move at a time, Okamura smashes his head in minutes, and now he has a lot of people, and Okamura was ordered to guard the back door and not let them in, so he couldn't open it.

Lei Gong of the Iron and Blood Regiment has not yet sent a signal to break through the main gate,

The boss was targeted by the difficult overlord knife, and was slashing on the roof of the street corner bungalow.

The brothers who led the razor mercenary group wanted to fight Lei Gong's iron-blooded group back and forth, and the plan was separated by this fat man who couldn't be killed.

"The Prosecutor's Office is not trustworthy," Omar looked at Okamura's fat head and big ears, scratching his head and coming up with a bad idea: "Your Director Autumn has promised my family that you will not interfere in our grievances with his Stakovich family, why did you, as a staff member of the Public Prosecutor's Office, disobey Director Qiu's wishes?"

Okamura was stunned, and his outstretched arms, not closed, froze there.

Omar Yile, there is a door!

"Your Director Qiu often says that our prosecutor's office, the most obedient and loyal is the 'non-falling peak' Okamura fifty-two, if you get out of the back door now, I will treat it as if nothing happened, our well water does not interfere with the river water, and I will not go to your family Director Qiu to complain.

If you dare to be obsessed, I will go to your director right now and sue you for the crime of disrespecting your superiors and disobeying military orders!"

"Forehead......" Okamura fifty-two taels of fat people can't tell the elbows, and the arms hang down softly.

"Hmph, it's good to get acquainted, don't get out of the way quickly!"

Omar raised his voice and added a little heat.

He really admires his intelligence and intelligence, originally it was just a delaying tactic, but this fat man has a string in his brain, and he believes what others say, without any twists and turns.

Omar was so happy in his heart, he thought, when his boss solves the hateful bully knife, and then come together to clean up this rough and thick target, it is estimated that by that time, this stupid big fat man has not yet reacted, "Director of his family", what does it mean, hahahahahaha

Omar coaxed Okamura's stupid man with a brain and no benevolence to the point of coaxing a fool with a "Commander Aki's order", and squatted on the stone steps at the door with his neck stretched out in a daze.

Omar thought that if he could really kill himself like this, and then kill Jaanne with the inside and outside of the Iron Blood, then today's credit would be great.

The more Omar thought about it, the happier he became, the more he thought it was feasible, and he pressed towards Okamura step by step, pulling his back straight, and he wanted to announce in the most imposing posture that Okamura had to obey the "order of Director Aki".

Taking another step, Omar felt that if he tried harder, the stupid fat man would have to get out of the way for himself.

The two of them looked at each other, less than a meter apart, and Okamura's pectoralis major muscles could be pressed against Omar's face.

The big fat man seems to have used his brain that he hasn't used for ten years, racking his brains to catch it:

This one pinched his waist, commanded at himself, and couldn't move a mouthful of Lord Qiu-

What do you want to do?

What do you mean?

What is the crime of disobeying military orders, what's wrong with me not listening to my family?

Who are you, what do you want to do when you're so close to me and still blowing your beard and staring?

Provocation!

Okay, I was really said by Dia, and there is really this person who is not afraid of death to come to provoke!

I knew that these people were not happy when they swung knives at me.