Chapter Eighty-Three: Brutal Training

The blade of the dagger pointed at Liu Saburo's heart, perhaps because of the heat, the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose suddenly flowed, and Liu Saburo's face was blue and extremely ugly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Khitan slave owner didn't have time to scruple too much, so he ran away with many slaves.

Liu Saburo didn't dare to move, looking at Zhao Pu's face and looking a little overwhelmed.

"You...... What do you want? ”

Facing Zhao Pu, who had a fierce gaze like a lone wolf, Liu Saburo couldn't even estimate whether this guy cut down the Khitan and killed the red eye, or whether he had other plans from the beginning.

Behind him, the six sick seedlings scolded sharply, "Zhao Pu, do you still want to kill Liu Saburo?" ”

As he spoke, there was an extra stone in the palm of his hand, pinched in the center of his two fingers.

At this time, the fat man was snorting in a muffled voice, opening his fat body and blocking in front of Zhao Pu and the six sick seedlings.

Although the skill of stone bullet shooting was powerful, it could not exceed the fat man's barrier and hit Zhao Pu directly.

In this way, Zhao Pu won!

The eyes trembled slightly, and the stubble full of chin did not look as free and wanton and messy as before, but a little more depressed.

"Zhao Pu, let go first!"

Zhao Pu, who had never spoken much, looked playful, and smiled and picked up the dagger in his hand again.

"Let go of you, too."

It seems that the old hunter is playing with a grumpy antelope, but Zhao Pu at this time is not as simple as he looked before.

"I have my purpose." Zhao Pu said slowly, "I want your spy skills, I want everything!" ”

Liu Saburo's eyebrows were also angry, "Are you threatening me?" ”

"Nope." Putting down the dagger in his hand, Zhao Pu said slowly, "I'm begging you!" ”

"If you are serious about 800 apprentices, I can consider taking you as an apprentice." Liu Saburo's expression was more majestic, even so, the face he lost just now was always lost.

Although his force is indeed too much more than Zhao Pu.

However, sometimes, the best thing to use is the brain!

"I won't worship you as a teacher." The handsome young man's face seemed unfazed, and a pair of black eyes looked at Liu Saburo very obsessively. "I just want to learn from you!"

"This ......" Liu Saburo's eyebrows were puzzled, and he was laughed at by this bastard.

"Tell me, why do you have to learn this skill that ordinary people don't use?" The six sick seedlings slowly let go of the horse, buried the horse's hooves in the grass, and slowly stepped forward.

Zhao Pu raised his eyes, but he looked neither humble nor arrogant, "I have to deal with a person, this person is very powerful, and at present, it is far from enough for me to defeat her." “

Mo Shu and Zhao Pu have been fighting for half a year, although there are less than five months left, but they are also extremely close.

However, the deeper the contact, the more clear Zhao Pu became that in the matter of spies, Mo Shu was really not a little bit smarter than himself.

With experience and rich experience, as well as the means to deal with it, Zhao Pu is a complete layman.

How can Zhao Pu defeat that guy Mo Shu?

……

"Oh?" In a pair of sunken eyes like dry bones, there was a look of admiration. "I want to think about it, Changzhou City is coming, competing to be a spy, between me, at this time, it must be related to a mediocre old man in the north of the city."

didn't make a sound, but it was more like a default that there was nowhere to hide, but the six sick seedlings had a rare smile, "We are indeed not worthy of being your master......"

The letter horse is stiff, and there is a sense of self-deprecation in the extremely obscure voice of the six sick seedlings.

It seemed that after thinking for a long time, the six sick seedlings said slowly, "I'll teach you!" ”

There was a touch of brightness in his sunken eyes, "I'll teach you everything you want to learn, but there's just one thing, Zhao Pu, don't use the means I gave you to turn back and deal with us old bones." ”

"Okay." Zhao Pu nodded very earnestly.

The six sick seedlings looked at Liu Saburo mockingly, and said slowly, "Don't look at me like this, when it comes to martial arts, maybe I will have the upper hand." As far as spies go, I'm definitely better than this guy.

If nothing else, what else can I say about this guy's posture of being planted twice in the hands of a woman? “

The voice was full of ridicule and helplessness, and the six sick seedlings looked at Zhao Pu and the fat man under the horse, pointed to the side, and said slowly, "This place is not far from our felt tent, even if you walk back, it will only be half a day." ”

Saying that, the six sick seedlings rode back, Liu Saburo hurriedly got on the horse, his face was a little impatient, and he left this place with Chimei.

It was a mess just now, and only Zhao Pu and the fat man were left.

At this time, the wound on the fat man's body was already covered with herbs, Zhao Pu looked back at the fat man, and couldn't help but ask with some worry, "You saved me, it's my brother, I said save you, I will save you." ”

"Hmm." The fat man, who has always been dumb, agreed this time, but his voice was particularly happy.

"Let's go." Zhao Pu hugged the fat man, and the two limped and walked on the grassland.

……

As soon as he approached the grassland where the felt tent group was located, in the distance, he could see Yelu Xiangqing greeting him with a smile.

"Zhao Pu, I didn't expect you, this time you were able to save the situation!" When Yelu Xiangqing looked at Zhao Pu, he was extremely excited.

"Hmm." Zhao Pu nodded slowly, and hurriedly beckoned, "Lord Yelu, this slave, I want it!" ”

"Okay." It seems that the smile is extraordinarily joyful, and Yelu Xiangqing doesn't care about these things, it seems that the shrewd old guy will only smile and nod at this time.

Zhao Pu no longer had to deal with this Yelu Xiangqing again, and with the fat man, the two walked straight to their felt tents.

At this time, there were two basins of steaming bath water in the felt tent.

At this time, the Khitan was still dry, and being able to put the bath water was probably the best reward.

Zhao Pu sat comfortably in the bathtub and slowly breathed a long sigh of relief.

The fat man looked serious, and entered the bathtub decently, and the hot water in the wooden basin suddenly overflowed more than half, Zhao Pu grinned, and it seemed that the smile in this place had become extraordinarily heroic.

Looking at Zhao Pu's appearance, the fat man seemed a little embarrassed, and he rubbed his brows helplessly.

Zhao Pu said with a serious expression, "You are my brother all day, my brother all day long, from now on, with me Zhao Pu to eat, I will be indispensable to you!" ”

The voice outside the tent was a little harsh, "Reminiscing about the old things, the coming day is long, Zhao Pu, you cut the reporter, now you learn art from me, in the next few days, you will only endure hardships, and there will be no better days!" “

The young man's chest was very broad, and Zhao Pu hurriedly stood out of the water, his eyes like a giant and said, "Come on!" “