He San's favorite person to see now is Zhao Chen, especially when he sees Zhao Chen walking towards him with the drawings in a chic manner.

At this time, He San would immediately bend over and shrink his neck, putting on a humble look, obviously he was a person who was in the body, but he liked to make this humble look.

Without him, only Mothil!

During this time, He San has successively collected a lot of drawings, including chess, high tables and chairs, as well as gold panning slippers and folding portable horses. It's priceless!

He San couldn't wait to return to Chang'an, and he could give the messenger of the prison to the second brother, He San decided that with his current talent, it was no longer suitable for him to stay in the lifeless general as a prisoner, and he wanted to open his own shop in Chang'an, specializing in these novel household goods.

If he doesn't make a lot of money in less than a year, He San feels that he can take off his head and kick it as a ball!

The mining of gold has been on the right track, but the initial excavation is only a tunnel, not Zhao Chen, it is estimated that the day after tomorrow, and when it is a little deeper, it is time to use Zhao Chen to guide and erect supports.

It's okay to be idle, Zhao Chen simply took advantage of this rare time to get some distilled liquor for Lao Qin. Since the last time he rubbed Lao Qin's legs with spirits, Lao Qin has been obsessed with the taste of spirits, and said vigorously that good wine has made Zhao Chen ruined!

All right! Your old man was sweating profusely, and when he didn't say a word, you didn't say anything about ruining good wine. Zhao Chen knew that this was Lao Qin playing tricks on him! So I didn't care, I drew the drawings of the distillation pot, and I came to He San to make it.

Shaking the drawings and coming out of the house, I saw He San looking at him with a smile on his face from a distance, more precisely, looking at the drawings in his hand, very slutty.

"The drawings were sent to you, if you can't do it well, I'll beat you to death!" There's nothing to talk about with a slut like He San, you have to be a little polite, this bastard can immediately kick his nose in the face and entangle. Zhao Chen has already suffered enough from Lao Zhuang.

He San, who had just shrunk his shoulders and collapsed his back, raised his chest as soon as he heard this, and slapped his chest with a 'bang' sound, saying that if he didn't do it well, he didn't need Brother Chen to beat him, and he promised to beat himself to death first. It seems that everything that involves one's own profession is defended by individuals to the death!

All right! Since this is the case, the master is relieved to go to Lao Qin to fight for a plate, saying that it is all morning, Lao Qin shrank in the house without saying a word and refused to come out, which is different from Lao Qin's usual habits!

With his hands behind his head and Tu Honggang's loyalty to the country humming in his mouth, he walked into Lao Qin's wooden house. As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Lao Qin wearing his whole body, sitting cross-legged on the bed, carefully wiping the iron lance with a rag.

The face sank like water, and the expression was never more solemn!

What's wrong? Zhao Chen looked back at the camp as soon as possible, and found that the camp was no different from the usual days, He San was sawing wood, preparing to make a distillation pot, and the fat Huotou Army was picking up his arms to chop meat and preparing lunch, everything was no different from usual.

"Get in!" Lao Qin opened his mouth, and Zhao Chen had to walk into the house suspiciously. It's just that before the ass fell, Lao Qin broke out a hair-raising news.

Zhao Chen was targeted by a killer!

Don't ask Lao Qin why he has such a premonition, Zhao Chen is convinced of Lao Qin's premonition of danger in advance.

This kind of thing is very evil to say, Zhao Chen remembers that there is a painter in their hometown who specializes in painting red on the coffin of the elderly, and every time after painting the material, he will have a premonition when the old man will breathe, which is very evil!

As soon as Zhao Chen heard Lao Qin say that there was a killer, he was originally far away from Lao Qin, but when he heard this, he jumped behind Lao Qin and hid.

The world is so fucking scary! thought that if he was far away from Chang'an, he would be able to sit back and relax, but who knew that a killer jumped out for some reason and wanted to kill himself.

It's definitely not someone sent by Li Er, if Li Er wants to kill him, it's as easy as a snap, and he doesn't need to bother at all! But apart from Li Er, who would want to kill him? In total, he didn't stay in Datang for a few days, and most of the time was spent in the mountains.

Looking at Datang, who has an enmity with him so much that they want his life?

Li Jing? Li Jing can't do it, although Li Jing hates it a little, but the name of the dignified military god is not covered, this kind of person cherishes feathers more than his own life, how can he do such a shameless act!

Li Ji? That's even more impossible, it's just that he recognized the wrong person, and he didn't send someone to kill him!

Who could that be? Zhao Chen couldn't think of anyone he had provoked by Man Datang himself, and the other party wanted to kill him!

Wait, that doesn't seem right! Zhao Chen thought about it, and suddenly poked his head out cautiously from behind Lao Qin, looked at Lao Qin suspiciously, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Qin, are you sure that the killer is coming for the kid?" ”

Lao Qin nodded, in fact, as soon as the killer appeared near the camp last night, Lao Qin noticed it for the first time, but at that time, Lao Qin was not sure of the killer's purpose. It wasn't until this morning that Zhao Chen came out of the house, and Lao Qin realized that the killer's qi had been locked on Zhao Chen's body, and there was no doubt that the killer was coming at Zhao Chen.

"In other words, you noticed early in the day that the killer was trying to disadvantage the kid, right?" Zhao Chen's face began to become ugly, Lao Qin's behavior was chilling, knowing that there was a killer staring at him, and pretending to know nothing, he couldn't even remind him.

"You want to say that the old man is using you as bait?" Lao Qin didn't feel ashamed of his bad behavior at all, and after hearing this, he didn't raise his head, and asked in a cold voice.

"Aren't you?" Zhao Chen was like a cat with its tail stepped on, trembling with excitement, and asked angrily.

This means that the killer did not attack, and once he attacked, his little life would have been explained here long ago.

Thinking of the terrible place, Zhao Chen's face suddenly turned white, his nose twitched, and he cried aggrievedly, what the fuck is this! Lao Tzu has a good life, and he hasn't had time to take a disaster on the red dust of the Tang Dynasty! Why did a lot of people run out and wanted Lao Tzu's life!

"A dignified seven-foot man, he was scared by a killer and cried bitterly, what kind of system did he become?" was slapped heavily on the head by Lao Qin, and Lao Qin, who listened to it, was angry and scolded as if he hated iron but could not become steel.

"Who said I was scared, your eyes were scared to cry when they saw me!" Zhao Chen stretched his neck, wiped a handful of tears, and said aggrievedly: "Boy, this is wronged!" ”

When Lao Qin heard this, he snorted angrily and turned around and continued to wipe the iron lance, and after a while, behind him, Zhao Chen sobbed and asked in a low voice, "Is that bastard very powerful?" ”

"On the battlefield, the old man can tell him to survive!" When Lao Qin heard this, he groaned slightly, and said murderously in his tone.

I heard it, Lao Qin is very good at fighting in groups, fighting alone like this, I am not sure at all, this is so fucking desperate!

"Boy, now is an opportunity, the old man has secretly laid fifty crossbowmen, once this killer is brought out, he will definitely be unable to escape!" Lao Qin is now a strange Shu millet with a lollipop, constantly seducing Zhao Chen, a little fresh meat: "This kind of chicken and dog thief is the most difficult, once you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to deal with it in the future!" ”

"Then you can always guarantee the boy's life, right?" Zhao Chen knew that what Lao Qin said was right, at this time, it was really a rare opportunity, I secretly secreted you, everyone secretly, so that it was possible to kill this bastard who came out of nowhere. It's just that a small life matters, and it is appropriate for Lao Qin to make a guarantee.

However, Lao Qin did not have the consciousness of being a stranger at all, and after hearing this, he shook his head very unceremoniously, with a clumsy expression of resignation to fate, whether he loves to go or not, and does not want to pull down.

Zhao Chen took a breath hard, gritted his teeth one last time, stomped his feet, with a tragic expression of a hero who would not return, and walked outside the house, but when he was about to walk to the door, Lao Qin obviously saw that the kid stumbled under his feet.

"If the kid's life is gone, there will be no one to play chess with you in the future, and you won't be able to drink that kind of spirit, you can weigh it yourself!"

This is a sentence that Zhao Chen gave to Lao Qin through gritted teeth when he left the wooden house.

Lao Qin felt that he was beginning to like this kid more and more, he was obviously afraid of death, and his body was swinging, but he still walked out stiffly, just this courage made Lao Qin appreciate it very much.

Then I saw that as soon as this kid went out, he immediately returned to the previous appearance, completely different from the way he was about to die or live just now, and he couldn't help but nod approvingly.

It's just that he nodded, and Lao Qin suddenly found that Zhao Chen had walked back to his room, and the angry Lao Qin suddenly trembled, only scolding himself for being really blind, this kid is a greedy person who is afraid of death.

However, Lao Qin was wrong again, he thought that Zhao Chen hid in a house defended by more than a dozen soldiers and became a turtle with a shrunken head, but he didn't expect that after a while, he saw this kid walking out of the house leisurely, walking around the camp.

Good boy! Lao Qin couldn't help but shout hello in his heart, and then wiped the iron lance in his hand attentively.

Zhao Chen's heart was scared to death, his legs were swinging vigorously, his palms were full of sweat, and his body was numb as if it was not his own, but even so, he had to pretend that he was fine.

Zhao Chen felt that as long as he caught that bastard, he must dismantle this bastard in eight pieces in order to offset the hatred in his heart!

It's not a way to always turn around, it just so happened that Lao Qin's recliner was in front of him, Zhao Chen stretched his waist for a long time, opened his mouth and yawned, then clicked his lips, lay on the recliner, hugged his head with his hands and fell asleep.

"This kid is crazy!" Lao Qin, who was hiding in the house, saw Zhao Chen lying on the recliner, exposing a large part of his chest and abdomen, and suddenly secretly screamed, and just wanted to remind him, at this moment, the murderous aura that rushed to the sky suddenly appeared, and he rushed towards Zhao Chen in an instant.

The assassination happened in an instant, Zhao Chen had just lay down on the chair, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a green shadow rushing towards him, and he heard Lao Qin let out a long howl in the wooden house, and all the closed curtains were lifted in an instant.

The next moment, Zhao Chen saw a sword light like a viper, like a poisonous snake, and suddenly slashed down at him, with a 'stab' sound, and a sword was slashed diagonally between his exposed chest and abdomen.

Zhao Chen's face turned pale instantly, a strange scream came out of his mouth, he turned over suddenly, jumped off the recliner with a roll, and fled in embarrassment with his head in his hands.

There was a 'stabbing' sound from his back again, the sword light went and returned, and in an instant, a sword slashed diagonally on his back, the strength of the tip of the sword was very great, and the person who ran forward was slashed to the ground by a sword.

The fifty crossbowmen who were ambushed by Lao Qin on the other side of the tent finally fired arrows in unison, and the 'buzzing' sound in their ears continued, and the arrows cut through the air, making a scalp-numbing whooshing sound.

Lao Qin was draped all over, holding an iron bow, and as soon as he rushed out of the door, an arrow shot at the man in green shirt, and the arrow was like a meteor, and it swept over Zhao Chen's head with a buzzing sound.

Zhao Chen crawled on the ground, listening to the earth-shattering sound of killing in the camp, holding his head and crawling forward desperately, screaming in his mouth.

The man in the green shirt slashed two swords at Zhao Chen in a row, but the man in the green shirt, who thought he was good at swordsmanship, saw that under the two swords, he had no achievements, and his brows furrowed slightly, knowing that there were no more than three things, and it would be useless to go down. made a decision immediately, and with a sharp force under his feet, the whole person quickly retreated.

The arrow shot by Lao Qin was dodged by the man in the green shirt with a twist, however, the crossbow arrows in the sky could not be dodged, and the shoulder of the man in the green shirt was shot by an arrow at the moment of retreat.