(Today's second chapter is delivered, asking for support.) This book will be released on April 7th, and it will be on the new book list on May 7th, and there are still a few days to go, so please give it a hand, let us get out of the house as decently as possible...... ）

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Lian Zining felt slightly gloomy in his heart, but in a blink of an eye, this emotion disappeared without a trace, he is the kind of person who never regrets doing anything, the matter has come to this, for the sake of my plan, I have to let you die.

Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, this was the first time he killed someone,

He rode forward, pulled out the big gun that was stuck diagonally on the ground, and shook it with his hand, and the corpse that was worn on the big gun was thrown out for about ten meters and fell heavily to the ground.

A tragic trail was drawn in the air of blood.

The crowd was even more silent.

Lian Zining's voice resounded throughout the town: "The big boss of Heifeng Village has an order, and Heifeng Village will do things, and all irrelevant people will retreat." We are in Heifeng Village, only robbing large households, regardless of the poor, all the villagers are now going back to their own homes and are not allowed to come out. Those who violate the order will be killed! ”

"Only rob the big households, regardless of the poor, go back to their own homes, violators, kill!"

The voice spread far away, which made these people breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, but they didn't dare to act rashly, Ma San's body was still there, and no one wanted to be the second. Although everyone has never heard of these bandits in Laoshizi Black Wind Village, it seems that they are ruthless and have hard work in their hands, but they are not easy to provoke.

"Fuck, what about those standard-bearer mongrels? Ping said that he received the usual silver in Huanshi, and now he is a shrunken bastard. A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears cursed in a low voice.

Inexplicably, many people in the crowd actually had a good impression of this Black Wind Village, and they had some expectations for a while, they wanted to see what Wang Dahu's house looked like.

Wang Dahu deserves to be robbed, deserves to be killed, who calls you rich, who calls you rich and unkind, who calls you fish and meat in the township, you deserve it!

As for Ma San, who died on the ground, naturally no one cared.

Lian Zining brandished a spear and ran wildly over the edge of the crowd, and shouted: "Now, everyone goes home in order, and they are not allowed to go out again, the people of the troupe, you guys should get out too!" Give you a cup of tea, and after a cup of tea, anyone who stays on the street will be killed! ”

Before Lian Zining's words fell, the crowd was tickled, pushing and shoving towards their respective homes, but this time with Lian Zining supervising by the side, as long as he found that there was a little mess, he would immediately be pointed at with a big gun, and he was now a god-like existence in the eyes of everyone, so he naturally became honest.

It's only seven or eight minutes, and the thousands of people on the street have already dispersed. After the people went home, they immediately went to the door panel, the door was closed, and even the windows were blocked, for fear that these uncles of the Black Wind Village would find out that they were peeking. Although they are very curious, but the people of the Ming Dynasty are generally timid and afraid, so they naturally dare not touch their heads at this time, although these uncles of the Black Wind Village say good things, but Ma San'er's body is still there!

The troupe also withdrew, and the street instantly changed from extremely lively and crowded to unusually deserted, and the night wind blew, blowing Lian Zining hunting in black clothes, rolling up scraps of paper on the ground.

It's a little chilly.

The place where Lian Zining is located is the intersection of the street, and Wang Dahu's house is less than 20 meters away from him.

Wang Dahu's family was outside to see the lively family Ding quickly withdrew to the house as soon as possible, the door was closed, and the back was also covered with sundries, looking at it felt safer, and some of the family Ding went to the courtyard wall to peep at the situation.

A middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume and looked quite an identity stood on the courtyard wall and arched his hand to Lian Zining, and said: "This good man, our palace and Guizhai have always been well water and not river water, but there is no contact!" If there is anything in our house that is not thoughtful, you just say, let's discuss, this is going to be beaten and killed, won't it hurt the peace? ”

Lian Zining smiled coldly, but he didn't answer, seeing that there was no one on the street, he hit the horse and left.

When the man in the fancy clothes saw that he shouldn't, his face changed, and he snorted coldly: "This bird, don't toast and don't eat and drink, do you know who the backer of our palace is?" The head of our family is the nephew of Wang Qianhu, the avant-garde of the government army, does Wang Qianhu know? If you dare to move every grass and tree in our palace, within a few days, the army will wipe out your Laoshizi Black Wind Village, and kill you without leaving a single piece of armor! If everyone is amiable, if you want silver or women, let's all say! ”

Lian Zining Huoran raised his head, his cold and lightning-like eyes pierced the heart of the man in Huayi, and his deliberately lowered voice was a little hoarse: "Don't wait for tomorrow, today, I will kill your mansion, and there will be no armor left!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the air seemed to drop by a few degrees, and the man in the fancy costume fell into the ice cellar, and realized that it was impossible to be good today, so he simply went down the wall to arrange defenses.

The sound of horses' hooves began again.

"Follow me, go!" Lian Zining waved his hand, and Shi Dazhu and the other eleven people followed closely behind, like a wall, towards the palace.

When Lian Zining led the soldiers to the gate of the palace, those black-clothed men guarding the wall couldn't help but gasp. Although the number is small, but the team is so tight, how can it be a bandit? They were born in the army, so they can naturally see at a glance that this is the bearing that only well-trained soldiers can have, not to mention the standard red tassel guns in the hands of these people. Some of them have good eyes, and they can already see that these black scarves and masked 'Black Wind Village bandits' are bulging under their clothes, and they must be wearing armor inside!

Nima, are there bandits wearing cotton armor and holding military weapons in this world?

At that moment, a black-clothed family member shouted: "Brothers, something is wrong, someone is calculating us, this is not a bandit!" ”

Lian Zining smiled slightly, what if he knew that something was wrong, what if he knew that they were not bandits? Anyway, after tonight, you'll all be dead, dead people, you can't open your mouth!

The two sides formed a brief confrontation, separated by a high wall, and they were helpless against each other. At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the civil ban on martial arts was extremely strict, except for the famous talents, ordinary people carried sharp blades, as long as they were found to be a dead word. In the middle period, it is already a waste of slack, as long as there are no more than ten blades, but even if it is slack, armor and bows and arrows will not flow into the people - unlike blades, this is a strategic material. Although these family members in Wang Dahu's family have weapons with them, they don't have bows and arrows, and Lian Zining is precisely anticipating this, so he dares to attack boldly with confidence, if the other party has bows and arrows, as long as he resists for a while, his side will suffer heavy losses.

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