"Guo Taishou, there are more than ten generals under the officials, and they are willing to follow Taishou." Yuan Jian arched his hand, and he also made his position clear and stood on Guo Jia's side.

"Thank you." Guo Jia gave up his hand, walked a few more steps, and suddenly turned to face Yuan Jian and said, "If you don't know martial arts, don't go, and scatter all my family wealth to the villagers in Bohai City who are oppressed by the Guo family." ”

Although he believed that Guo Xiong did not have the courage to kill him, even if it was an assassination, he would not dare.

It's just that this trip is extremely dangerous, Guo Xiong doesn't dare, but it doesn't mean that those people in the courtyard know this, and they are red-eyed, he doesn't care who you are.

simply gave all the family wealth that Yuan Shao rewarded him to those villagers who were oppressed by the Guo family, which was also a good deed.

"The subordinate obeys." Yuan Jian admired Guo Jia's righteous deeds in his heart, but he was a little cowardly, he didn't know martial arts, and he was afraid of death, since Guo Jia had let him leave, he didn't want to be desperate, so he arched his hand and turned to leave.

He also tried his best, Guo Jia can only resign himself to fate whether he is dead or alive this time.

Guo Jia and his entourage of thirty or forty people, walking on the road to Guo's mansion, were full of spirit, with the momentum of the wind and the water, which caused the surrounding pedestrians to look sideways.

Guo Jia suddenly remembered a poem, ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried, today to show the monarch, who has injustice?

His mood at the moment is like this poem, he has a chivalrous heart, although he is not righteous and awe-inspiring, but he is also jealous and hateful in the novel[y][b][d][u].

He won't bully ordinary people, and he can't get used to seeing the powerful bully the people, and he can't bear what Guo has done.

He is like a chivalrous man at this time, happy to take revenge, if there is injustice in the world, he has to take care of it, look down on life and death, and forget his life and death.

Walking to Dongshi, it is still two miles away from Guofu.

Suddenly a horse rushed out of the street, and immediately there was a person, covered in blood and with a cloak scattered, making it difficult to see the appearance.

The man rode straight towards Guo Jia, and a bright silver spear in his hand was stained red with blood, but it couldn't hide the sharp cold light.

Wang Dali and the others reacted quickly, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and looked at Guo Jia with angry eyes.

The man looked at it as if it were nothing, and he came to the dust, ten paces away, and the two front legs of the war horse were raised, and a neighing startled the people around him to scatter.

Such a fast charge can make the war horse under the crotch stop immediately, which shows that the riding skills are extraordinary.

"There are no good people in the Guo family, and they were all killed by me." The man untied his backpack, threw the two heads inside at Guo Jia's feet, and said, "I owe you a favor, and I pay it back." ”

"How to kill?" Guo Jiadao.

"The front door in, the back door out, the knife up." That's humane.

"How many kills?" Guo Jiadao.

"And the crown, sixty-three." That's humane.

Guo Jia looked down at the head, it was the head of Guo Xiong and Guo Ming, his eyes were full of fear, obviously frightened before he died.

"If you blow so big, you're not afraid of flashing your tongue." Wang Dali sneered at the man, he didn't turn his head to look at the two heads, naturally he didn't know that it was Guo Xiong and Guo Ming's heads, after all, he had to be fully vigilant against this young man who suddenly rushed out.

However, Wang Dali knew that there were more than 200 people in Guo's nursing courtyard, and the eight guards beside Guo Xiong were even more profound, and he thought that he might not be an opponent when he fought alone, let alone those eight people joined forces.

The man did not reply, but leaped out of his horse, and with a lightning bolt of his hand, the spear swept right in Wang's chest.

Wang Dali felt the black shadow in front of him sweep by, his chest sank, and the person flew out like a kite with a broken string, the corners of his mouth were sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Guo Jia's cronies were immediately furious, and ten people protected Guo Jia, and ten people rushed towards that person in formation.

The man had a war spear in his hand, the gun was like a rainstorm pear blossom, and like a hundred birds and a phoenix, he broke through the crowd with only three moves, and the spear was raised, and the head of the gun was on Guo Jia's throat.

Everyone was shocked, and when they saw Guo Jia being captured, they all tied their hands, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Guo Jia didn't dare to bow his head, he saw that the head of the gun was only an inch away from his throat, and he didn't even dare to swallow saliva at this time, for fear that he would be stabbed by the head of the gun if he moved his Adam's apple.

Guo Jia saw that this person did not have murderous intentions, so he took a step back slightly, and seeing that the spear in the young man's hand did not move, Guo Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Dare to ask if the hero can be surnamed Zhao?" ”

How much can this person's martial arts rank in the Three Kingdoms, Guo Jia doesn't know, but it is definitely the level of a first-class martial general, and when he was five steps away from him just now, he stabbed with a shot.

The tip of the gun was pointed at Guo Jia's chest, and he felt that the Confucian shirt on his body was pressed by the spear, and his underwear was close to the flesh, so it could be said that the head of the gun was on his chest, but it did not hurt his body.

This marksmanship is the first time Guo Jia has seen it.

He didn't know how many people in the Three Kingdoms could do it, but he knew that there was a person in his previous life who also had such kung fu.

That person is Li Shuwen, a sharpshooter during the Republic of China, and to practice this kind of kung fu, you need to apply honey or glue to fragile objects, such as glass, mirrors and other items.

Stick flies, mosquitoes, and insects on it, and use a spear to stab the flies, mosquitoes, and insects from a distance without sticking to the mirror, so that the kung fu can be practiced.

Guo Jia also knew that during the Republic of China, Li Shuwen used an eighth-level gun, three meters long, and Guo Jia had never seen it, but he felt that it would be very heavy.

It is difficult for ordinary people to lift these three-meter-six guns with one hand, let alone sting flies with one hand.

This grasp of strength, the use of skills, and the accuracy of the eyes must be superb.

In Guo Jia's previous life, when he was cooking, he held a big spoon, and it took a lot of effort to use things like pans, let alone a big gun.

And although the spear in Guo Jiaguan's hand is not three meters six, it is also more than two meters long, and it has also been practiced to the level of killing insects without sticking to the mirror.

In three moves, the guards trained by Guo Jia were broken, and it was a gun, Guo Jia asked, "Can the hero be surnamed Zhao?" "Naturally, I thought of Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong!

The man smiled, put away his gun and turned around, strode on his horse, and looked at the more than twenty death row prisoners who were staring at him as if they were nothing, and he pulled the reins and walked away.

"A certain surname Zheng, just call me Xiaozheng." He seemed to be laughing, but didn't look back.

made Guo Jia unable to see his expression clearly, or maybe this young man had no expression at all, and he was a facial paralysis?

Guo Jia had already remembered who this person was, it was the young man outside Luoyang City, who met twice, with the same expressionless face and the same arrogance in the world.

Only this time the boy proved that he was a man of great wisdom and great ability.

The ability is so great that under the protection of hundreds of guards, taking Guo Xiong's head is like picking up things, maybe he can also take the head of the general among the ten thousand troops, right?

"Groove cake." Guo Jia suddenly realized that he seemed to be missing something? He stepped forward quickly and shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoist, please stay." ”

"No, it's a hero, please stay!"

ps: The collection has been dropping these days.,I also know the scum of writing.,My fault.,I really won't write about officialdom.,Family and the like.,Next time such content won't appear.,Just write about hegemony.,Next chapter.,The big war starts!

Cheeky begging for a collection, asking for a recommendation ticket.

The character who promised to give 130xxxx875 to the book friend has come out.,If I'm not mistaken.,It should be Xiao Zheng.,You're thinking of a full name.。

My first book friend supported me every day, and I was very moved, so I won't say more, I will try my best to write this character well.

Book friends in the book city, I can't reach them, so I can only leave a message like this, sorry.