Chapter Seventy-Five: The Aftermath of the Night Terror

The ghost is worried that Li Qian can be admired by everyone and promoted to a person of the same level as the eldest brother, not because he can fight well, but because of his clever calculation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, this time, the ghost saw that Li Qian arranged step by step, and just blocked these people next to a forest.

This is a relatively remote place, not far from Lin'an City, surrounded by vegetable fields, and far from the suburbs.

So when the time comes, no matter what kind of screams they make, they will not be heard.

Good place, everyone really admires the eldest brother, and their hearts are happy.

Of course, Li Qian was even happier when he saw the ghost, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud at this time.

This is called waiting for work, and it is a plan to catch turtles in the urn!

Afterwards, Wu Dapeng concluded:

"It was three reasons that saved their lives.

First, the moon was shining brightly and the torches were shining, and we could see very clearly that there was not much danger in them.

Second, they kept us at a distance, which made us feel safe.

Thirdly, the kid suddenly laughed long enough, and I had a sense of anticipation to hear what kind of he could say......

Actually, we haven't learned to shoot directly at the crowd...... Don't do this next time, think about yourself first......"

Song Ziqiang also added: "It's nothing, we are normal people, but I have never seen such a roadblock...... If they rushed straight over, they would have died, and when I first got out of the city gate, I never buckled the insurance ......"

Wan Shida said casually: "You scared me to death!" …… Are you sure you can hit it accurately with a micro punch?! ”

Song Ziqiang immediately rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At that time, the laughter of that ghost Li Qian seemed to be able to float in the entire night sky!

Zhang Wan, the flower arm next to him, licked his lips with excitement, his eyes rolled wildly, and his hands held the eyebrow-raising whistle stick and made various attacks.

He stared at the tall man who had beaten him, thinking to himself, he would recognize him if he turned to ashes!

After a while, should I discount his left leg or his right leg first? Isn't it better to have two legs?

When Li Qian finally finished laughing, he suddenly said sharply: "Big businessmen, I beat a certain brother, how do you calculate this account?!" ”

The rhythm of this emotion, the ghost saw that Li Qian felt that he had grasped it very accurately, and usually at this time, their opponents would suddenly kneel, and then scream loudly and beg for mercy!

But the four big men in front of him seemed to be relieved, but relaxed, they said "I rely on", what do they mean?

Wu Dapeng said at this time: "Damn, it turns out that you are rotten boys who want to seek revenge, then I don't need to rush slightly, the pistol will kill you!" ”

“……”

Wu Dapeng unhurriedly put away the micro chong, changed the pistol, and then opened the insurance, and Song Ziqiang did the same.

But Wan Shida and Wang Defa didn't move at this time, they smiled and looked at the ancient hooligans in front of them.

Wu Dapeng knew that Song Ziqiang fought that day, it turned out that these people did bad things, they must have recognized us when they were shopping, and then took a shortcut and blocked here.

Wu Dapeng said: "What do you want? Want revenge?! Look at my marksmanship!! ”

As he spoke, he aimed at a man with a torch on his left...... Just looking at the torch in the man's hand......

As soon as his words fell, he directly pulled the trigger!

"Phew!"

The distance of five or six meters was really nothing to him, and the torch itself was the thickness of a child's arm, but in the crisp sound of gunfire, it suddenly broke and flew away in two.

The person who had the torch did not hold it, but felt that his mouth was numb......

At this time, Wu Dapeng pointed the gun at a man with a torch on the right, and said, "Look at my marksmanship again!" ”

At this time, Song Ziqiang was impulsive, but he rushed to fight first.

"Phew!"

The torch did not move, but it struck the thigh of another person next to him, who lost his eyebrow whistle stick and fell to the ground, clutching his leg and howling.

Zhang Wan's iron arm felt really painful, and his thigh seemed to be pierced by a red-hot iron rod!

Wu Dapeng felt that the rotten boys on the other side were very calm, and they were still standing still......

Wu Dapeng fired the third shot at this time, "Bah! The torch broke again......

He suddenly shouted again, "You have torches on your heads?!" ”

He strode forward and pointed his pistol at the forehead of the ghost Li Qian, and shouted, "Are you shouting again?!" ”

"Bang dang", the sound of a wooden stick falling to the ground, someone turned around and ran, shouting: "Gods, they have palm thunder......"

Wu Dapeng and the others ignored the people who fled, and they didn't want to send them to the police station and let them go.

Wu Dapeng saw that the rotten boy who pointed his gun at his head was still standing dumbfounded, with a weird smile on his face, and his face was a little blue when he looked at it in the moonlight.

Let's take a sample, it's pretty calm!

Wu Dapeng said: "Why don't you run? ”

The kid said coldly, "...... I can't run......"

"You're honest enough......"

Wu Dapeng smelled a smell of urine at this time...... This kid peed...... But the mouth can still speak.

"Big business...... How do you want me to be? ”

Wu Dapeng thought about it, forget it, don't be like the ancients, what can you do with a beating? !

"Take your people away! The next time I see you, I'll blow your head off!" Do you believe it or not?! ”

"Faith!"

Wu Dapeng slowly took the gun off his forehead and said, "Take your accomplices and get out......"

The rotten boy who was lying on the ground with his legs covered didn't dare to ** now, because he saw that the strong man who knocked him down was walking towards him, and then he opened his hand to look at the wound, and then looked up at their people and said, "Haha, this kid is really lucky, through the injury!" ”

The iron arm Zhang Wan was too frightened to speak at first, and he was still thinking about breaking his leg before he fell to the ground, could he know what was in his heart?

Someone's life!

But when he saw that the big man had seen it, he got up and left.

Then he saw Brother Li Qian coming over, but his posture was different...... Scared, these people are so powerful, who can stop the palm thunder?!

When the eldest brother came and picked him up, he saw that he could not walk, so he carried him on his back...... Quickly got out of here.

Looking at the backs of those two guys, the four of them didn't speak, how else could they deal with them?

Wang Defa said with some worry: "Will it bring trouble to Zhang Guoan and his family......"

Wu Dapeng said firmly: "No." In the past, I was afraid of the wicked because there was no means of punishment, but now, hehe, if you kill you, you will be killed, and we will leave. You can stop playing with them......"

Everyone nodded, yes, yes, we will have our own base, and our feet will grow on our bodies, and economically, hehe, we can't get sleepy......

The servants shouted happily, God, these four masters usually talk so casually, who would have thought that they would be so powerful?!

They're all thunder in their palms...... No matter how many people are, they are not afraid.

The moon rose even higher, and sprinkled the moonlight like water on the earth without hesitation.

The whole world is full of big moons.

Wu Dapeng waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go home......"

After returning home, Bao Wei and Guo Beyu even led the children to play gambling!

Wu Dapeng blasted them to sleep in a few words......

During the Great Song Dynasty, these people were also a little too indulgent in their desires......

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On the shore of the small West Lake in the back garden of the Great Song Palace, a banquet is being held.

Countless colorful lanterns of various shapes and shapes filled the palace, and the staff of the imperial kitchen and the imperial wine store walked back and forth like water, running for this feast.

In ancient China, the city needs to taste the water, like heaven and law, and the site of the imperial city is more "shape wins" and "royal spirit" said, and at the same time, it is necessary to pursue a magnificent and magnificent, exquisite workmanship, golden and flowing pills, and the gorgeous reflection, and the taste of looking at it is like the heavenly palace.

During the Great Song Dynasty and Southern Song Dynasty, the imperial city was located at the eastern foot of Fenghuang Mountain, and the layout was based on the mountain, which is a classic of this traditional site selection.

There is a big West Lake outside the palace, and there is also water inside the palace according to the French style, so the small West Lake is excavated in the back garden, in normal times, the officials and concubines enjoy the flowers and the moon here and chant poems against each other, such an important festival as the Shangyuan Night, just good to entertain the ministers.

The entire Xiaoxi Lake is illuminated by lanterns, which is comparable to the Milky Way in the sky and the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

It was supposed to hold a victory banquet in the Daqing Palace, so it was more formal.

However, the imperial city of the Southern Song Dynasty is only about 2/3 the size of the Forbidden City in Beijing, and the officials are not less than in the Ming Dynasty in later generations, so the officials also have to save some rooms.

Therefore, the Daqing Hall of the Imperial Palace has become a "multi-functional hall".

When the champion hall was tested, the eunuchs replaced the plaque of the Daqing Hall with the Jiying Palace; When the emperor had a birthday party, he replaced the plaque with Zichen Palace; The emperor worshiped his ancestors and replaced it with a bright hall; If there is a need to announce something important to the civil and military officials, it will be replaced by the Wende Palace...... Along with the change, there are various supporting arrangements in the main hall.

This Daqing Hall is what people call the "Jinluan Palace", according to the rules of the past dynasties, it is not much used on weekdays, every time the national ceremony such as the change of the yuan, amnesty, winter solstice and other great court meetings and the reception of foreign envoys are held here.

However, the Lin'an of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty was only "temporary stability", at the beginning the palace was hurriedly rebuilt by the state capital, after so many years of operation and addition, the time was not enough, and the official family had to make full use of this "Jinluan Palace" because of the simplicity.

Fortunately, everyone seems to prefer this open-air party, the weather is so good, nothing will be delayed.

After the first few lines of wine came down, and after praying for the blessings of all the people in the world and my Great Song Dynasty, the official family asked the minister Jia Yidao Jia Pingzhang to say a few words as usual to cheer up the official's heart.

Jia Pingzhang and the bright lights toasted a glass of imperial wine to the ministers who were at the mercy of the official's left and right hands, and then began to speak.

He had made certain preparations in advance, mainly to talk about this year's economic issues.

My Great Song's economic problems are very serious......

However, at this time, it was not the occasion to talk about this matter, and could only be discussed alone with the official family in the palace of Donghuamen.

Jia Pingzhang said: "This year is very good......