The old man's restaurant is not far from Nanmen Street, and it took less than a cup of tea to arrive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info When Song Qi hurriedly arrived, the two sides were fighting.

At this moment, there are thousands of people surrounded here, and it is impossible to squeeze in.

Song Qi was so anxious that he stood on tiptoe and looked inside, but he couldn't see anything.

Along the way, Fu Haowei also complained endlessly about giving up a meal to watch a lively meal. At this time, seeing that it was so lively, I couldn't help but clap my hands and cheer: "It's so lively!" Fun and fun! ”

Suddenly, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd: "Good fight!" Come on, Patriots! ”

Then a burst of invectives erupted: "Hit hard! It's good to kill Chen Guobing! ”

Fu Haowei smiled at Song Qi and said, "General Song, I've got you right." It's really a mess! It seems that I didn't make this trip in vain. ”

Song Qi touched his nose and snorted coldly, ignoring Fu Haowei. This guy finally got his wish, and you can see that I'm making a fool of myself.

Good guys, on the first day of entering the city there was a street brawl, and it was still a brawl with the soldiers who had just surrendered, and this is okay! What a righteous teacher, what a benevolent and righteous teacher, this time it's a goof!

Song Qi's nose was crooked, and he wiped it twice with his hand before he recovered.

Song Qi impatiently squeezed into the crowd. He prayed in his heart that no one would die!

However, the crowd has been densely packed, layered on top of each other, like an iron bucket, and it is impossible to drill seamlessly, where can you squeeze in!

"General Song is here! Get out of the way! Several of the soldiers stomped their feet and shouted loudly together.

Everyone's attention was focused on the people fighting in the arena at the moment, and few people noticed their shouts. Even the person who heard it only tilted his head, and then stared at the front again, although the person behind could only see the back of the head of the person in front.

Song Qi was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Brother Song, don't worry, look at me!" Mao Yong comforted Song Qi, and then jumped on top of the onlookers with a slight touch of his toes, snorting, and stomped on their heads.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The person who was stepped on thought that the person standing behind him slapped him on the head, turned around and blew his beard and glared at the person behind him.

"I didn't do anything!" The person behind distinguished, and as he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed in midair, "It's someone on your head." ”

The man looked back and saw a huge figure floating swiftly and lightly above people's heads, and couldn't help but open his mouth and exclaim: "Wow, what a powerful light skill!" ”

For Mao Yong, it was like a carpet of human heads at his feet. After a few ups and downs, he came to the edge of the carpet of human heads, and a harrier rolled over and fell into the open space in the field.

"That's amazing!" The crowd erupted in exclamations.

At this time, the twenty or so soldiers in the field scuffled and rolled on the ground, almost everyone became blue and swollen, and their teeth were red and their lips were red.

"General Song is here, why don't you stop it for me!" Mao Yong shouted.

Those soldiers are too late to fight, where is the time to pay attention to him?

A soldier opened his bloody mouth with a tooth out, smiled miserably, and spoke in a leaky voice: "If you tell him to stop first, I will stop!" ”

"Woo Lang!" Mao Yong drew his saber from his waist, and with a flick in the air, a cold light flashed in front of the audience in the front row, stopping between the noses of the two soldiers who fought the most, and the blade of the sword was less than an inch away from the noses of both of them.

When the two saw the sharp cold light flickering blade, they hurriedly let go of each other's hands, took a few steps back, and squinted at Mao Yong, "Where is General Song?" ”

"General Song is just outside the crowd." Mao Yong took the sword and pointed out of the crowd, where the sword light flashed, the crowd brushed the ground, and a narrow passage appeared, which seemed to be opened up by the cold sword light in an instant.

At this time, the other scufflers who were scuffling together also let go of each other, and when they first let go, they still kicked me from time to time, and I slapped you, as if they were still reluctant to fight, and they forgot to return.

Under the gaze of everyone, Song Qi quickly walked through the alley in the crowd and strode to the middle of the venue, with a solemn expression on his face, as if a piece of cold iron was attached to it.

Fu Haowei swaggered behind Song Qi, his eyes raised high, his eyes wandering around, his toes were high, and he was full of majesty.

Then Ao Bao and other family members and more than a dozen personal soldiers quickly rushed into the field and quickly distributed around the fighting soldiers, which was equivalent to surrounding them, and none of them wanted to leave.

"General Song!" When those Chen soldiers with crooked armor and slanted noses and swollen faces saw that General Song Qi was really coming, a few of them wanted to slip away, but they couldn't slip away, so they had to bow down to Song Qi and salute.

The disheveled and chipped lips of the patriotic soldiers did not want to slip away, they just stepped aside, stood without saying a word, and did not greet Song Qi or salute, as if they did not know the general at all.

Song Qi's face sank like water, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, he raised his sharp eyes, and his majestic gaze swept over the faces of all the soldiers on the scene one by one.

Fortunately, there were no deaths, and there were no broken arms and legs.

Song Qi stretched out his hand and pointed at the injured faces of the soldiers, and reprimanded sharply: "What kind of system is it to fight in public?" Are you still soldiers? ”

The soldiers hung their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"Which battalion are you from?" Song Qi asked.

"We are under the mark of Captain Suo!" A Chen Guobing hesitated for a moment and replied softly.

Song Qi turned his eyes to look at a national guard, his gaze fixed on his face, "What about you?" ”

The guard squinted at Song Qi, with a non-angry expression on his face, and said in a weird manner: "Which battalion are we from, do you care?" ”

"Presumptuous! How dare you be rude to General Song! Ao Leopard shouted, drew his sword and pointed at the impudent soldier.

Song Qi waved his hand at Ao Leopard, motioning for him to put away his sword, and then the sharp edge in his eyes flashed, "You don't have to say it, I also know that you are General Miao's subordinate." ”

"What if you know?" The Patriotic Soldier said nonchalantly.

Song Qi said in his heart, this kid has a kind, if Miao Feng has one-tenth of his backbone, he will not surrender without a fight, but in that case, my army is probably still fighting outside the city at the moment, I don't know how many people will be killed and wounded. It seems that the backbone is a good thing to put on oneself, but it is a nightmare to put it on the enemy.

Fu Haowei had a gloating smile on his face, and said in a strange voice, "I don't know how General Song plans to deal with this matter?" ”

Song Qi ignored Fu Haowei, turned his head to look at a personal soldier standing beside him, and explained in a low voice: "Go and call Captain Suo, General Miao and the Indian army." ”

"Yes!" The soldier agreed, turned around and slipped into the crowd, and quickly disappeared. (To be continued.) )