Chapter Seventy-Three: It's Your Turn
When the old man waved his knife, he was very ashamed in his heart. He didn't expect that under the leadership of the wise and martial sect leader, he would actually capsize in the gutter and casually fall for the old woman.
But to be reasonable, whether he will be fooled or not has nothing to do with whether their family leader is wise or not, this kind of thing mainly depends on his IQ.
From the moment these guys entered the customs, the people of the criminal department kept an eye on them all the way, and deliberately wrote their occupations as stinking ditches on the documents they enteredโthis was just a simple way to humiliate them. Unexpectedly, after the old man got the paperwork, he didn't even look at it, put it in his arms, and hurriedly entered the customs. It wasn't until he was stopped by the patrol battalion that the capital's peripheral card inspection was stopped by the old man that he knew that his paperwork was actually written with such a profession.
In fact, this old lady had come to pretend to answer them, and she was worried about how to make this old man believe him, but this old guy was actually in a hurry to fight with the patrol battalion. Just took this opportunity to pretend to be a high-ranking person in the church and won the trust of the old man - what she scolded was her acting skills, and it happened to make the old lady act like the real thing.
As a result, the old man and all the people in the fake caravan were tricked into this compound, and ate the poisonous food, and finally had to swallow the pill, and set his first target on the old lady.
According to the strength of this old man's upper sixfold, he has no chance of winning against the old lady who is still eightfold. However, the old lady was already injured.
The explosion of the thunder fire tube just now stunned Miss Wei with the shock wave alone, but the old lady who was trying her best to protect her ate the most ferocious wave of the explosion. Not only was the qi and blood surging up and down by the shock, but even on the old lady's back, there were several pieces of wood that had been blown away by the explosion.
The old man jumped out of the window behind him the moment he threw out the thunder pipe, unaffected.
The twenty or so people in the courtyard, under the leadership of this old man, attacked the others in the face of the debris flying in the sky because of the explosion and the sparks that had not yet landed.
"Die!" the old man slashed at the old lady with his steel knife.
"Get out!" the old lady shouted angrily, forced a breath, and kicked the old man in the wrist with the knife, and then kicked him in the stomach again, kicking him back several steps.
Even if there are injuries inside and outside, the upper eightfold is not something that can be dealt with by the upper sixfold.
But the old lady knew in her heart that this old man really couldn't do anything to her within a few moves, but she was still protecting Miss Wei in her arms, and she couldn't spare her hands to deal with that bald head with all her might.
"Huan'er! Resist!" the old lady shouted, endured the pain in her body, picked up Miss Wei and jumped up the wall.
There has been such a big movement, the soldiers of the Criminal Department who are in ambush not far away must have come to this side, as long as the old lady can meet the people outside, at least Miss Wei will definitely be safe.
"Good!" I heard the little maid agree, and she was wielding a long whip and fighting with a few people, and she threw it hard, knocked down these people first, and then jumped in front of the old man who wanted to catch up.
"Get out of here!" the old man slashed at the little maid unceremoniously.
The maid retreated two steps back, and then raised the whip in her hand, and the whip was wrapped around the old man's arm, and a barb tied to the whip's head "poof" also buckled into the crack of the old man's shoulder.
"Spread it out for me!" the old man shouted with great dissatisfaction when he saw that he was being entangled by this little girl.
And the little maid grabbed the whip in her hand without saying a word, and she had a posture that I wanted to "take the big river" with you.
According to the triple strength of this maid, if you really fight this old man head-on, you may lose in two or three moves. But this little girl is also smart, her immediate task is to drag the old man, not to defeat the old man, so she simply used a whip to entangle the old man, so that even if he wanted to chase, he had to drag her to chase her.
The old man swung his knife and slashed the whip twice, and found that he couldn't cut it with Ben, so he used all his strength to pull the little girl twice, and found that although he had a strong advantage, he could almost drag the little girl every time. But it's useless to just drag on his heels, as long as this little girl doesn't let go, he can't catch up at all.
"I'll you X's. The old man, who was forced to be in a hurry, burst into a foul mouth.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that stunned the little maid appeared, the old man changed the knife to the other hand, and then "clicked" the knife, and chopped off his entangled arm.
The severed limb fell to the ground, and the blood splattered almost smacked the little maid in the face. And the old man looked like he was nothing, and his brow didn't even wrinkle.
This scene was so exciting, the little girl was still frightened, she really couldn't imagine that this old man was so angry, and he would cut off his arm without letting him chase people.
And while the little girl was stunned, the old man waved a knife with his other hand and slashed at the little girl's head.
Some of the little maids who couldn't react picked up the whip in their hands and blocked it in a hurry, but they were still cut down by the old man.
After putting down the little maid, and without making up for it, the old man jumped up to the wall in one step, ready to chase the old lady. But as soon as he jumped on the wall, he saw a man rushing up from the outside.
After the old man had taken a look at the man, he waved his hand and forced it off the wall first, then turned over and jumped down, whistled, and beckoned the people in the courtyard to look at him.
The battle in the courtyard is almost over, except for the old lady and the little maid, the rest of the little maids are basically free goods, and they have all been solved at this time.
"For the common people of the world!" the bald old man pointed his knife to the sky and took the lead in shouting the slogan of the Jishi Association.
"We will wash away the filth of this world with our lives!" the rest of the people also raised their swords and shouted loudly.
"Brothers, the outside is already surrounded by filth. "The so-called filth is that this old man just saw on the wall a large number of soldiers from the criminal department gathered outside.
"In our last days, be faithful to the church!" the old man gave his final command.
"Oh!!" the men shouted, and then they split up and jumped up the wall.
"Go back!
"Lay down your arms!
"Go back!
"Whoever dares to come out will be cut down!"
The leaders who led the troops from all directions to surround them in the southeast and northwest all warned after seeing a figure on the wall.
"For the common people of the world!"
Of course, none of these fellows listened, and after chanting the slogan in unison again, they jumped off the wall together and fought with the soldiers who surrounded them below.
As soon as they fought twice, the people on the side of the criminal department felt that something was wrong, how did they jump out, all of them were masters!
More than 20 people came out of four walls, and the average was five or six people in each direction, and there were at least thirty people in each direction of the ambush soldiers who came up.
The people in the Criminal Department thought that these guys jumped out of the yard to fight with them, but what they never expected was that each of the five or six guys who rushed out had at least three or more realms.
And the ambush soldiers arranged by the Criminal Department are basically martial artists who are on the top heavy, and the leading envoys range from three to five heavy, and our high-end combat power has opened up a lot.
As soon as they looked at their faces, the people in the criminal department suffered heavy casualties.
"Array! Call for reinforcements!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, the leading envoys hurriedly called the soldiers to line up.
In a one-on-one duel between masters, strength determines the outcome of the battle, but if you enter the battlefield, the battle formation formed by the soldiers to take care of each other is much more dangerous than that of a single master.
Even if he faced a dozen or so martial artists with a hundred or so heavy warriors, or a battle formation formed by nearly a hundred ordinary soldiers, he would not dare to face it head-on.
However, as soon as these guys saw that the people on the side of the criminal department were lined up, they immediately stopped, twisted their waists, and went directly to the house on the side.
These fellows didn't hesitate to slip away, so angry that the envoy who was about to set off the signal to call people almost crushed the fire fold in his hand.
"Chase!" the gnashing of teeth sounded, and the people from the criminal department went up to the room one after another to chase after him.
"Whoosh!", "Smack!" fireworks for help lit up in mid-air, like a signal to get the order, and the two waves of people entered the chaotic chase.
The "fake merchants" who were not familiar with the neighborhood at all were like headless flies, bumping around. Although the soldiers of the Criminal Department who followed after were familiar with the terrain and could easily outflank or chase one, it was a pity that they could not beat the guy who was being chased.
In this way, the personnel of the Criminal Department are constantly killed like this, and the rest of the people can't catch up even if they can, so they can only follow from a distance.
As long as they don't lose it, there is hope of catching them.
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It was Mohican who had made a hole in the roof of this cloth shop. This guy got tired of running on the roof, so he smashed a hole in the roof and prepared to go down there.
I didn't expect to run into Zhao Hongxing and them.
Now the envoy who jumped from the roof of the houseโthis surnamed Yanโthe envoy of Yan was the only one of the ambush soldiers arranged outside the compound.
That's right, Zhao Hongxing doesn't have to interrogate this Moxigan.
"Ah, I helped you catch two, and you can continue to work hard for the rest!" Zhao Hongxing pointed to this Moxigan and the one lying on the ground who was opened by Hongyi.
"......" Yan Ling said in his heart that this sixth prince is so unsound in his heart, and let them continue to work hard, since you, the prince, are here, shouldn't you make some efforts?
"Ahem," Yan Lingenvoy coughed twice, clenched his fists, and said, "Your Highness, we need your help." โ
"Ah...... I'm aware of this. Zhao Hongxing gritted his big teeth and smiled, "But I'm full of four people here, how can I help you?"
"Well, Your Highness, Your Majesty has a plan. Yan Lingenvoy told his plan in front of the big guys.
Before Yan Lingzhi finished speaking, Zhao Hongxing was shocked.
"No, no, no, it's too dangerous. Zhao Hongxing shook his head at Yan Ling's strategy.
Old Mr. Cang actually felt that this strategy was okay, after all, for the Yanfeng royal family, this method was simply too suitable for them.
It's a pity that this sixth prince is a coward.
"I don't feel very safe either. Hongyi must be towards Zhao Hongxing, even if Zhao Hongxing feels dangerous, then he will definitely not agree.
When Yan Ling's envoy saw that his idea was about to be directly vetoed, Le Aya's side also gave an opinion.
"Sixth brother, I think this idea is feasible!" Le Aya looked at Zhao Hongxing and expressed his approval of Yan Ling's strategy.
"Are you serious?" Zhao Hongxing looked at Le Aya in surprise, and also saw the fighting intent burning in the eyes of this little girl.
"That, Aya'er, I'm the former general of the envoy, unless it's you or I who are in danger, I can't take action at will after this capital. Old Mr. Cang reminded Le Aya that although his old man was enough to deal with those guys, he couldn't take action directly because of his identity.
"Of course you don't need to do anything," Le Aya showed a fearless smile, "It's enough for the sixth brother to have me by his side." โ
Yes, that's right, Yan Ling's strategy is to let Zhao Hongxing also go to the room, and then show his identity as a prince, and then attract the group of neurotics who want to eradicate the "filth" of Yanfeng, and finally directly catch them all in a simple and crude way.
It's just that this strategy involves the safety of Zhao Hongxing as a bait.
In fact, if it were replaced by any prince other than him today, he would not use Yan Ling's envoy to propose this strategy, and people like the third prince Zhao Hongzhe would definitely take the initiative to jump into the room and open a "group mockery" to attract the enemy.
Anyway, a few people can't beat him, of course he is fearless.
But Zhao Hongxing is different, his level of fighting is only in the fifth grade of primary school, and he has just abandoned the level of spitting on each other, which is not the opponent of those outlaws at all.
However, Le Aya is willing to be a "flower messenger" for a while. With so many guys who can be used to practice their hands, this girl's fighting spirit has soared.
Even if this little girl (the little girl in the Sevenfold Realm) is not afraid, Zhao Hongxing feels that it will be a bit too much to coax him any longer. Half-pushed, half-done, he still went to the room.
When he came to the roof, Le Aya stood on Zhao Hongxing's left side with a steel knife in his hand, and Hongyi also followed, also standing on Zhao Hongxing's right side with a steel knife.
The old gentleman looked down at the tied up Mohican, while keeping an eye on the house.
In case Le Aya really encounters any danger, it makes sense for the old man to make another move.
It's just that looking at Le Aya's confident appearance, it seems that the old man doesn't need to make a move at all.
Yan Lingzhi glanced at Zhao Hongxing, who was finally persuaded by someone to "escort", sighed softly, and then used the strength in his stomach to shout in his loudest voice.
"The six princes of Yanfeng are in the second!