The officer spoke loudly, and although Rist was far away, Rist had a superb fighting spirit, and although he could not hear it very clearly, he could vaguely hear it.

The officer changed his flattering expression and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." He lowered his head and secretly glanced at the hundred-man cavalry behind him, and his heart trembled. Everyone in the Southwest Army knows that the cavalry regiment directly under Rist is the most elite unit of the Southwest Military Region, and how dare they say more.

Rist rode on his horse, condescendingly, and directly raised the whip in his hand and whipped it into the officer's face, and immediately a purple-red whip mark appeared on the officer's face.

"I've heard of people here," said Rist......

Chapter 125 of "When Crossing Meets Crossing" The treasure is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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