Chapter 208: Talking and laughing, making enemies fearful

The sun left the horizon and spread the sun on this continent, ordinary people hastily ate breakfast and started a busy day, and the monks practiced their own martial arts, looking forward to the next person to become famous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The plan of the day lies in the morning, everyone starts a day's life, Wenqu City is no exception, but today is more meaningful than usual, from today onwards, the martial law in Wenqu City ends, the new city lord is from the first academy side, after the new city lord took office, he made it clear that the affairs of the rivers and lakes cannot involve ordinary people, otherwise they will be suppressed by the joint suppression of the three forces in the city lord's mansion.

Today is still the day when the matter in the Broken Waves Society is over.,The plaster on the knee on the cold night has not been removed.,A lot of flowers and plants were painted on it by a little confusion.,Because I'm afraid of a little confusion and worry, I decided to leave in a small confusion on a cold night.,I'm thinking about how to leave naturally in the morning.。

After everyone had a simple breakfast, no one mentioned the matter of leaving for the love bar, Qin Heng walked in with a broken sword in his hand, and knew this broken sword in the cold night, and looked at it repeatedly for a while before asking, "Where did this sword come from?" ’。

Qin Heng was also full of inexplicability, "I don't know, I was at the gate when I went out for a walk in the morning, do you understand the lines on the sword?" ’。

Hanye handed the broken sword to Half Moon, "No, the lines seem to be disorganized, but in fact, there are too many rules in it, I am a layman like you, I can't see through it."

Cai Tianyin took the broken sword and stared at the lines for a long time, then put away the broken sword and said, "I can understand, this is the same Liu Hongda's declaration of war on me, I may have to be absent from today's event."

Han Ye was very confident in Cai Tianyin, "It's okay, just come back tonight and have dinner together, the owner of the sword is very proud, you must find out if he is still alive, if you see him return the broken sword to him."

When the two were talking, Su Qin walked in with his hands behind his back, people who knew his identity didn't dare to support him to do things, and people who didn't know his identity didn't need him to do things, so this made Su Qin the most relaxed person in the cold door, 'Sixth Sister, Sixth Brother-in-law, Third Brother, Fat Brother, Brother Lei, 、、、、'.

Su Qin didn't wait to speak, he first said hello, the elder brother kept shouting, and his heart trembled when he heard it in the cold night, and Mo San and the others looked as it should be, "Sixth brother-in-law, the barbarian king has given you time to go back, the assessment rules have changed, we have qualified in advance, and you have to discuss the specific things in detail after you go back."

Han Ye let out a sigh of relief, hid the relieved expression on his face, turned his head and swept around the crowd decently, and finally asked the little confused, "If the sixth sister goes on this trip, you are fully responsible for the assessment."

Xiao Confused didn't see Han Ye's true thoughts, but he was worried that he wouldn't be able to remember the tedious steps, so he took Long Fusang's arm and said, 'Then I'll let Fusang go with me'.

Han Ye nodded like pounding garlic, "Okay, well, Fusang will go with you, and after talking to the barbarian king, find a place for Fusang to live in the Colosseum, just remember to rush back for dinner."

After the two left, Xu Da came in and reported, 'Wu Qizhi is still under control, Xiahou Ying and Peng Wu's people are already on their way to the Nianqing Bar, and the Dayuan Chamber of Commerce has also begun to leave, and the strange thing is that all the people in the Nianqing Bar have left the vicinity of the bar.

The favor on the face of the cold night was gone, and it was replaced by a solemnity, "It seems that the Caesar family is going to wade through this troubled water without knowing the height of the sky, don't worry about it, keep you and the poisonous arrow in the dark, don't show your feet, don't show up without my order, now let's go and solve this gang of miscellaneous things together."

The high-level swords of the Hanmen were unsheathed, and the murderous spirit left the Hanmen headquarters and went straight to the love bar.

There was nothing to say on the way, Xiahou Ying used all his strength to escort himself and his henchmen to the Nianqing Bar, Yang Shu's team was not qualified to participate in today's activities, but he himself could still follow Xiahou Ying, he was in the center of the team and the guards who were guarding Wu Qizhi chatted casually.

The love bar is not open to the public today, and when he entered the dim bar, Peng Wu was already waiting there, and the old man was wearing a cyan strong suit today, and he looked coldly at Xiahou Ying who walked in with a tiger head knife with both hands.

Xiahou Ying walked to Peng Wu and sat down, the more than fifty elites he brought found a place to sit down, the people in the door of death brought by Peng Wu stared at them with eyes, they didn't dare to act without Xiahou Ying's order, so they had to stare back.

Xiahou Ying smiled silently, Peng Wu was furious, Wu Qizhi was tied up and drooped his head like a zongzi, and the two sides helped everyone to stare at each other while their necks were fighting, and the air in the bar was much heavier before they started.

The door of the bar was pushed open, Gao Sheng came wearing a luxurious brocade robe and a black and gold cloak, Pingyin put the chain mail outside his body, and a saber hung under his waist to follow Gao Sheng, behind the two of them were more than thirty introverted men, as soon as they came out of the scene, the eyes of the two parties refocused on them, and when they sat down on Xiahou Ying's camp, the eyes of the two parties changed slightly.

Xiahou Ying's eyes were more fierce and ruthless, and although Peng Wu's people could also glare back, there was a hint of dodging in their eyes.

The door opened again, and more than a dozen black killers walked in with neat steps, standing behind Xiahou Ying as if no one was around, Xiahou Ying's smile was even bigger, and even Peng Wu couldn't help but look at them more.

St. Louis held a wine glass, followed by Martin from downstairs looking down at the crowd and said, "It seems that your people are almost here, I will say it in front, the loss of today's bar laughs to the end of the person double compensation, no matter how fierce you fight, you can't go up to the second floor, otherwise no matter which side you belong to, I will shoot and kill, I have finished what I have to say, and the rest of the time will be handed over to you."

After Saint Louis finished speaking, there was more jealousy in Peng Wu's eyes, and the stairs on the second floor were behind him, wasn't this clearly to expose himself to the enemy? Could it be that Saint Louis was also bought by Xiahou Ying.

The door was opened for the third time, and all the high-level officials of the cold gate walked in, and sat down beside Peng Wu on crutches in the cold night, staring at Xiahou Ying with Erlang's legs crossed, and said with a smile, "What a big battle."

Xiahou Ying scolded Liu Hongda in her heart for not doing things properly, and two days ago she claimed to support the people from the cold door, but today I didn't see anyone missing, "The master of the cold door is young, why bother to ask for hardship, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Peng Wu has no chance of turning the tables, why should the master of the cold door touch the stone with eggs."

Hanye shrugged his shoulders, poured himself a glass of wine, shook the wine glass and said with a smile, "Who is the egg and who is the stone, let's say it's early now, I don't have much time, if there is nothing to talk about, then let's do it."

At the end of his words, the high-level of the Hanmen rushed over like a tiger descending the mountain, and the thunderstorm leaped down with a black ruler, Xiahou Ying was immediately frightened, his legs and feet did not obey the call and he didn't even have the dodge he should have, but fortunately, Pingyin behind him grabbed Xiahou Ying's chair, threw him back with his shoulder, and pulled out his saber to stop Mo San, Thunderstorm, and Half Moon alone.

Yang Zi brandished the machete as if he was in a no-man's land, and in the end, the killers in the Chongyuan Building stopped him and Ku Zihao to control the rout formation.

Peng Wu clenched his grip on the tiger's head knife and fought left and right in the hall, when the hall was in chaos, only two places were quiet, like two different worlds, one was the hell of the same kind of slashing and killing the same kind, and the other was the paradise of tasting fine wine.

Tang Yueyue and Ximen Blowing stood behind the cold night like door gods, and if someone tried to be unfavorable to the cold night, they would usher in the ruthless extermination of the two of them.

I drank a sip of foreign wine on a cold night and felt very uncomfortable, but I still had to pretend to enjoy it, and I toasted St. Louis in the air, and St. Louis stiffened his face and returned to the past.

Feng Xihui and five or six people were guarding Wu Qizhi in the corner, and in a dim corridor not far from them, Xu Da kept passing his eyes to Yang Shu, Yang Shu's head was full of sweat droplets, and he didn't know what to do?

The people brought by Xiahou Ying and Gao Sheng are all elites in the upper middle range, and they may not be the opponents of the high-level of the Hanmen, but they still have the ability to crush the door by relying on the numerical advantage.

Yang Zi, Ku Zihao, Zombie Xiaopi, and Peng Wu were stopped by the killers in the Chongyuan Building, they couldn't get out, Peng Wu's men were beaten and retreated, and the whirlpool of the battle was about to spread to the cold night of drinking.

Ximen Fu rushed forward without even saying hello, the golden light on the long sword flickered to stop the rout, Tang Yueyue was on alert, and whispered, "Otherwise, let's retreat Ah Ye, it's too dangerous here."

If it weren't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet, Han Ye really wanted to rush to the front, and now it is absolutely impossible to let him retreat, he changed a bottle of foreign wine, and shouted in a loud voice, "The fat man stopped Pingyin, the third brother went there", Han Ye pointed in the direction of Wu Qizhi and shouted, he had already seen Yang Shu who was hesitant and Xu Da who was ready to make a personal move.

"Old Lei, don't get entangled with that old ghost, you go and cut off their back road."

"The fat man forced the old ghost to fight in the private room."

'The third brother and Lao Lei covered up and killed from behind'.

'Zihao takes care of Peng Wu'.

Holding a wine glass on a cold night, with a peaceful smile on his face, he talked and laughed and commanded everyone's chaotic battle.

The output of Half Moon's soul power is lifeless, with the help of the murder weapon sitting on the ground and committing murder for a while, forcing the eager Pingying into the private room, Mo San rushed to Feng Xihui's corner for a while, Yang Shu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to come behind Feng Xihui and others and shouted at everyone to besiege Mo San, and pushed Wu Qi, who was the same as the dead, into the corridor, and pulled the injured Feng Xihui to hide under the table, this is the back hand he left for himself, if Peng Wu can survive, Feng Xihui is his vote, if Xiahou Ying can win, he will come out with Feng Xihui.

Thunderstorm and Mo San guarded the door of the love bar, and the people on Xiahou Ying's side suffered heavy casualties, but the side of the death door was about to be wiped out.

At this time, Zhang Wenwen, who was covered in blood, approached the cold night from behind, Tang Yueyue's flying knife was thrown out, Zhang Wenwen turned his head sideways to avoid it, and Tang Yueyue stopped paying attention to it when he saw that it was him.

After Zhang Wenwen whispered a few words in the ear of the cold night, the cold night nodded slightly, Zhang Wenwen put his fingers into his mouth and whistled quickly, dozens of black fog appeared on the edge of the chaotic hall, and before the people who were close could react, they were cut down by the human shape transformed by the black fog, the black fog loomed, and the sound of the iron knife into the bone came and went, whether it was Xiahou Ying or Peng Wu's subordinates, they all became the souls of the dead under the knife, Peng Wu forced back the killer in front of him with a knife, bowed his head and dodged the slashing knife, and parried with the horizontal knife, when there was a long sound of metal clashing, The poison arrow killer stabbed to no avail, and he still wanted to pursue, Zhang Wenwen made a gesture, the poison arrow abandoned Peng Wu's body, turned into black mist, and continued to harvest the lives in the hall.

Cold Night had already drunk three glasses of wine, regardless of the smell of blood in the hall, no matter the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, no matter the cries of the dying people, the smile on Cold Night's face did not increase or decrease, as if the purgatory on earth in front of him did not exist, tilted his head to look at the gloomy face of Saint Louis and whispered, 'Drive Saint Louis down'.

Zhang Wenwen turned into a black mist, and when he reappeared, he was already beside St. Louis, the iron knife broke through the wind and shrouded the two, Tang Yueyue shot out two moments later, and a large number of hidden weapons shot out, in order to avoid this range of attacks Martin retreated, St. Louis jumped into the hall in one step, and without waiting to speak Tang Yueyue ran around St. Louis, and all kinds of hidden weapons shot out at various tricky and strange angles.

The shot of the poisoned arrow made the balance of victory completely fall on the side of the Hanmen, and fought nearly a cup of tea in the hall, Xiahou Ying, the Chamber of Commerce in the courtyard, and Peng Wu were all slaughtered, Mo San sent Xiahou Ying, who had a broken arm, to the cold night, Tang Yueyue couldn't help St. Louis for a short time, the two ended the battle and retreated, the door of the private room was shattered, and the Pingyin saber was full of gaps across the throat of Half Moon and stopped by the wall without moving.

The hall was bleeding and drifting, and the fifty poisoned arrow members in this battle were lightly injured seventeen people, three were seriously injured, and there were zero deaths, Zhang Wenwen asked a few people to send the injured brother to treatment, and the rest of the people were extremely familiar with taking out the crossbow mending knife, and the kind of half-dead person went up to pull the trigger.

Cold Night's face was slightly red, he had already drunk half a bottle of foreign wine, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy to see that the situation was still under his control, and the person who was as fragile as an ant in Dongfang Zhun now finally has arrogant capital.

Pingyin clinged to the wall, leaving no loopholes for people to do it, and he didn't dare to relax easily when he restrained the half moon, "It's not over yet, let the president go, otherwise I'll pull this fat man on the road together."

Han Ye took the machete handed over by Zhang Wenwen, walked to Xiahou Ying with a cane, and seemed to really let Xiahou Ying see the hope of living, and then the sky was dizzy, and in a moment of confusion, he seemed to see his headless corpse lying on the ground and convulsing.

With a clean knife, everyone was dumbfounded after cutting off Xiahou Ying's head, including Pingyin, 'Bastard, believe 、、、it or not'.

The cold night made a look at the half moon, and no longer looked at Pingyin, "I will talk and count, and I will give you a way to live after the half moon."

Pingyin ordered himself to be calm, he must be calm, otherwise he will definitely follow in the footsteps of the highly, 'A gentleman's words, a quick horse, a whip, and the words of the master of the cold door must be counted'.

Return to your seat on a cold night and sit down, 'Take it when you see it, let it go, get out!' The next time I see you, it's still you're alive or dead.'"

Pingyin slowly put down the saber, a string tightened in his head, and he was still a fish in someone else's hand if he didn't get out of the love bar.

Yes! Inexplicable pinprick pain in Pingyin's brain, Half Moon quickly turned around, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into Pingyin's chin, Half Moon said in Pingyin's ear with a ruthless face, "He let you live, but I didn't, remember the person who killed you, I am Half Moon Huang Ziang".

Pingyin's blood blocked his throat, and the gray and cold tide before death hit him like a cold tide, he couldn't understand how he could have a headache at such a critical time!