Frostleaf Lingfeng led his men through the streets and alleys close to the Tai'an Gang and the Ringing Horse Gang, the man with black hair in a shawl and a hooked nose who had a large group of men in order. Once in the city, they found a secluded place and changed into the civilian costumes they had bought before, and the hook-nosed man divided his men into several groups of people and hid them among the alleys, teahouses, and wine shops.

In the end, the more than 100 people finally broke into zero. Frost Ye Lingfeng and a few people stepped on the teahouse where he had tea with Ma Shaokun before, and the man asked for a pot of tea and also sat on the stilted building, also silently looking at the street downstairs in a daze.

"Brother Ling Feng, can we eat these two pieces of fat?" The mage who was already wearing a plaid cloth robe, poured a cup of tea for the man and the others, and then poured himself a cup and asked.

Frost Leaf Lingfeng looked at her bulging chest and then turned his gaze back to the crowded Changshou Street.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it," the hook-nosed man said slowly, "but don't swallow it hard, or you'll get the fat stuck in your throat." “

"Then Brother Jian, what do we mean by arranging it like this?" The sturdy young man who had been following him on the south side of the table, both in the game and in reality, said, "If we can't kill these two gangs, won't our efforts all these days be in vain?" “

"Whenever great things are accomplished, people seek to live in half, and destiny lives in half. Frost Leaf Ling Feng gently tapped the edge of the table with his knuckles, "What we have done these days belongs to human conspiracy, as for whether these two groups of people will fight you to the death, the remaining remnants of the defeated army are waiting for us to clean up, this is the destiny of heaven." San'er, don't think that what you do will definitely be rewarded, sometimes you can only buy a little lesson after working hard for half a day. “

"Lessons?" Another game called 'Frost Leaves Follow the Wind' was a sturdy young man who didn't quite understand and asked.

"Not bad!" Frost Leaf Lingfeng patiently explained: "Maybe all this we have worked so hard to plan can only buy a lesson, so since it is not very cost-effective, should we simply not do it?" No, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you have to go all out, otherwise you are not qualified to talk about words such as bad luck and bad luck. “

Funeral Flower stared at Heng Dao downstairs who walked from the left side of the street to the right, but in his heart he was sketching the face of the man opposite.

This is a man with a hooked nose and a pair of piercing eyes, he has a dog-like sense of smell and eagle-like eyesight, otherwise the man would not have happened to run into them that day when they were just driven out of the restaurant by the desert lone smoke. The man, who had been secretly watching them for an unknown amount of time, brought them together with him in just a few words. There are three reasons: first, he is the leader of Frostleaf Studio; Second, he has a group of brothers whose strength should not be underestimated; Thirdly, and most importantly, this Frost Leaf Lingfeng is an ambitious and intelligent person; That's why he arranged people in Taolin but didn't do it; That's why he's been planning for so long, and of course he still won't do it today.

"That's right!" The corners of the female mage's mouth turned up slightly, and she thought secretly: "You should be an eagle instead of a dog shuttling between the alleys, dog!" If you think you have meat to eat, you will catch something and bite it indiscriminately, and you don't care if you will be hurt or not, and the eagle will always keep an eye on its prey before it has fledgling, and it is not absolutely certain that it would rather hover in the sky for a long time. ”

"Brother Ling Feng's words have benefited the little woman a lot." The funeral flower turned her head and looked at the frost leaves, Ling Feng smiled sweetly and said modestly.

"Let the funeral flower girl laugh!" The hook-nosed man replied politely.

At this moment, Frost Leaf Ling Feng is patiently waiting for news outside the city, is he taking advantage of the fire to rob or fishing in troubled waters? It depends on how the two gangs fight.

******

Tong Qizhen, dressed in a white robe, stood on the head of the city in the east of Huaitao County with Lord Lu, the county commander, and on his left was Ma Zhi, a disciple with his lips closed and his palm pressed against a brick. The old man squinted at the battlefield in the distance with his hands behind his back.

"I'm afraid this ring of the horse gang can't hold it anymore." Tong Qizhen, whose temples were slightly bulging, said slowly.

"Hey! I didn't expect that the Xiangma Gang, which had been operating in Huaitao County for so many years, would be so vulnerable. Lu Youdeng sighed slightly.

"It's a pity, isn't it? Lord Lu! As a county parent official, don't you care if the two gangs gather to fight? Suddenly, the old man turned his head and looked at the county official who had changed into civilian clothes and smiled playfully, "The old man is saying, you have been a personal friend with the horse gang leader for many years, why are your friends in trouble now, haven't you thought about helping him?" ”

"What kind of friends are he and Benguan?" Master Lu thought to himself, "It's just that everyone uses each other to take what they need!" ”

"Returning to the Tong Immortal Master," Lu Youdeng bowed slightly and said carefully, "The lower officials only obey the orders of the sect and do not dare to make decisions without permission. “

"Hugh is going to say such a rebellious nonsense?" Tong Qizhen frowned slightly, "The imperial court officials obey the orders of the imperial court to act according to the law, and the Imperial Sword Sect can't manage it so wide - straighten the waist pole, otherwise those people in the city will think that this Huaitao County surname Tong will see it!" “

"Yes! Be! Lu Youdeng reluctantly straightened his waist, and he found that his vest was cold.

"Do you want to go over and rescue your father?" Tong Qizhen continued to ask.

"Master has taught his disciples that people on the mountain should not be too involved in mundane affairs under the mountain." The young man Ma Zhi replied.

"Yo ho! This is the beginning of the old man's army? Tong Qizhen wiped a goat's beard with her hand, "But he is your father, Ma Zhi, you don't remember that you killed someone on West Street, how did you help you clear your name?" “

"Humph! So what? Ma Zhi snorted coldly.

"How?" Tong Qizhen turned his head to stare at the young man's eyes: "My good son, your own son may die on that loess dam today, and you will never see him again after you are willing to do so?" “

"Oh!" Ma Zhi replied lightly, then pursed his lips like a blade and continued to look into the distance.

"What a good boy!" Tong Qizhen was relieved in her heart: "The Great Dao is a little affectionate and unrighteous practice, except for your own Dao, there is nothing that can make even a little ripple in your heart, not bad!" It's really good! “

"By the way, don't forget to make some incense for our sect, as for that ...... Ha ......" Tong Qizhen, who had white hair and sunken eyes, yawned boredly, "That Ma Shaokun, who lacks heart, is up to you whether he can save your Lao Tzu anyway." With that, the old man left the two of them where they were, and walked slowly down the not tall city wall.

******

The defeat was like a mountain, not to mention that they were not soldiers, they were just a bunch of rabble entrenched in the county seat of Huaitao County. Therefore, in the face of the Tai'an gang with shields and spears in hand, whether it is an NPC who has bullied the people for a long time or a new player who has joined the Ringing Horse Gang, the only thing that can be thought of now is to escape, because compared to saving their lives, the courage to rush forward and kill the enemy is almost negligible.

"Lao Tzu is not a sergeant who defends the country, he just wants to go home and hug his mother-in-law and children, and he really wants to follow your blind man hard?" Some NPCs think so.

"I just want to play a game easily, grab some equipment if you can, or do you have to follow you NPCs to spill your blood and blow up the equipment to be comfortable?" Some of the new players to the Ringing Horse Gang will think the same way.

So when the first person with this idea turns around and runs, those who have the same idea as him will follow, and then more people will be infected, forming a wave of ebb and flow that no one can stop. This is a kind of mole hole thinking that can destroy the embankment of a thousand miles, whether it is in a war or in a group like this, it is a fatal blow to morale, and then it is the bitter fruit of defeat.

Unfortunately, Ma Shaokun, who was trembling with anger, tasted this bitter fruit, and the one-eyed man looked at his departing subordinates and brothers with angry eyes.

"Come back! You give Lao Tzu back! He shouted heartbreakingly.

However, none of the fleeing players, small gangs, and NPCs at the entrance of the small hall listened to him.

"Frost Leaf Wind! You son of a bitch! What about your people? Lao Tzu was deceived by you. “

A black steed appeared in the crowd of people who suddenly fled, and a black-clothed young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks grabbed the reins in one hand and waved a horsewhip in the other.

"Helper! Fast! Get on board! The boy shouted.

"Dad, go away!" Ma Yuan, who had already been hit by a fireball in the chest, shouted.

"Big brother, let's go!" A sturdy man had an arrow stuck in his arm, and then with a poof, he was hit by another arrow in the shoulder.

Ma Shaokun was still stunned on the spot, with the blood of the man blocking the arrows for him on his face, and at this time, the black-clothed young man on horseback had already run to their side.

"Let's go, Dad!" His second son pushed him hard. "Stay in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, go to Zhongshan County to find the eldest brother, we can kill it back."

The young man on horseback leaned over and stretched out his arms, "Quick! Fast! Helper, get on the horse! ”

Ma Shaokun numbly stretched out a hand, and the young man didn't know where to get the strength to pull the burly one-eyed man with a full face and flesh onto the horse.

"What about you? Son! Ma Shaokun read in despair on the horse's back: "Should you be hacked to death by their knives?" ”

The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and the middle-aged man kept looking back at his son and brothers fighting for trapped beasts in the encirclement that the opponent had formed, and the dense arrows fell behind the horse running past, and tears gradually blocked his vision.

Ten zhang away, the black-robed young man standing behind the Tai'an Gang had been watching Ma Shaokun's departure.

A horse suddenly appeared in the enemy group to rescue Ma Shaokun, this situation was something that An Ran and Desert Guyanzhi had never imagined, originally they wanted to force the Xiangma Gang in the direction of Wangyue Lake. There is Hao Qiye's brigade standing there, as long as Hao Qiye is dragged into battle, facing the two gangs of Tai'an Gang and the water transport dock, and behind him is the mighty 800-mile Wangyue Lake, and it is difficult for the Xiangma Gang to fly with wings.

Of course, even so, An Ran was confident that he could ride a white deer to catch up with the black horse, and together with Fan Yuntian, he would kill this NPC gang leader who was only level 27. But why didn't he go after him? The young man has encountered a problem, which is probably a question that he would not have thought of in the previous online games - as a gamer, should you treat the NPCs in the game as human beings?

This is probably a stupid question, because since it is an NPC in the game, it can only be used as a tool for players to entertain and interact with them. There are all kinds of NPCs on the opposite side, they can take equipment from them, learn skills, and accept tasks; And then enjoy that thrill of taking in the process. Players through constant monster farming; By constantly upgrading levels and equipment; With the capital and strength that others do not have, he commands the troops and horses to conquer the city; Guiding the country to become an existence that no one can provoke; Or turn the benefits of the game into real-world benefits; That's probably what most players should think, right?

Who thinks about whether their actions are good or evil in a game? Who would slash at an NPC before thinking, "Will it hurt if I slash this one?" Will my relatives and friends who killed it be sad and what should I do? "Except for madmen and small children.

For the madman will wonder why the stone cannot fly in the sky like a bird; Children worry about whether their dolls will get sick.

An Ran remembered that Fan Yuntian was in the back mountain of Daoxiang Village, and came to his side desperately to be a servant; reminded me of the picture in Fenglai Pavilion, where Guo Zhengming killed his family and then committed suicide; remembered that Fan Yuntian was strangled to death by Li Qingyun in the tomb of Haojie; In the same way, he saw Ma Yuan pushing his father away just now, and Ma Shaokun looked back at his son's tearful expression.

The young man's heartstrings were tugged at for no reason, and in order to alleviate this discomfort, he unconsciously took off the gourd on his waist and poured his head up, and decided to do something 'stupid' that most gamers could not understand.

"Wait a minute!" Ann walked out of the crowd and said loudly.

the gangs of the Tai'an Gang; Hao Qiye's team, who has already joined the battle; The more than 100 people who were being surrounded by the enemy group and resisted stubbornly back to back, all of them stopped fighting at this moment, and all looked at this young man in black robes.

"Boss Enron is in danger ahead, these NPCs have already killed Red Eye." A Tai'an Gang player kindly reminded.

"It's fine." The handsome young man smiled and waved his hand, and he continued to walk forward, finally coming to the front of the crowd of the Ringing Horse Gang.

The besieged hundred-odd people stared at him like a wounded beast.

"Is it worth it? An Ran looked at Ma Yuan, who was injured and unyielding, and continued to ask: "For the sake of the so-called territory, is it worth fighting for the so-called interests, and putting your and your brothers' net worth and life into it?" ”

The injury was too serious, and Ma Yuan, who could only prop his sword on the ground and squatted half-squatting, spat fiercely at An Ran, and the bloodshot saliva hit the young man's feet.

"Don't talk nonsense, you want to kill whatever you want!" He yelled.

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated, don't fake cats crying rats." Another voice chimed in.

"! If you don't know what to lift, you dare to be unreasonable to us? "Someone has already stepped forward with a sword.

"Yes! Oh, yes! Kill them to prevent future troubles. "It's humane again.

Da Mo Guyan raised his hand slightly to stop the righteous indignation of the gang, although the middle-aged man didn't understand why An Ran did this, he believed that he must have his own reasons.

"Do you think you're a good guy doing this?" An Ran also simply half-squatted and continued: "In addition to gathering together to drink and make trouble on weekdays, what else can you do to bully the market, fight and kill, and bully the defenseless people? Seeing that we came to Huaitao County for fear of robbing your territory, and trying to suppress it by all means, is this the behavior of 'taxi'? This is the style of bandits and bandits. To be honest, there is really nothing to be sorry for people like you to kill, and it can be regarded as a good thing for most people in Huaitao County. Any idea why I'm saying this to you all of a sudden? An Ran calmly stared at Ma Yuan in the struggle, waiting for him to answer.

"Humph! The posture of the victors, hoping that the defeated will wag their tails and beg for mercy on you. Ma Yuan, whose armor was stained red with blood, replied resentfully.

"You're wrong," An Ran said, "because I saw you pushing your father, and your father on the horse kept looking back at you." I don't think you want your loved ones to die by the sword, do you? Your loved ones will be heartbroken when they die, so please look at the corpses in this place, how many of them are the brothers who spend time with you on weekdays? Will you be heartbroken when they are dead at this moment? If your heart hurts, let me ask you again, will the people of Huaitao County who are bullied and beaten by your Xiangma Gang on weekdays feel pain? ”

"I haven't thought about it, but if you kill my father and brother, I will be heartbroken, and I will take revenge." Ma Yuan, who was holding a sharp sword, finally sat on the ground due to physical exhaustion, and one of his brothers immediately stepped forward to help.

"If you can, you can look at the people in the distance, and you can take a closer look at them and see if there are many people who want you to die. Ma Gongzi, you Xiangma Gang has been working hard in Huaitao County for so many years, but in the end, what you get is that many people want you to die, haven't you really thought about why? “

"Everyone!" An Ran slowly stood up and looked around and said, "There are many players like me standing here, and there are also NPCs like Hao Qiye and you, maybe everyone will think that what I'm doing now is like a fool, and like a sanctimonious hypocrite." Maybe for you as a player, this is a game, kill these trapped NPCs and we will get experience and equipment, why spend so much time? Isn't it just to kill monsters and upgrade to have fun? Are you playing a game and playing right and wrong? Maybe as NPCs, you will think that these wicked people who bullied us on a daily basis have been retributed, and they deserve to die. But what I want to say is that as long as there is humanity, then they can be said to be a person, and in the face of a person, we should not easily deprive him of his life. Of course, it may be easier to kill someone than to save someone; Perhaps it is easier to choose death and choose repentance. If there is a way, are some people willing to turn back and some people willing to give way to them? “

Time was moving forward, and everyone seemed to be lost in thought.

With a clang, Ma Yuan's sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, followed by more clangs that shattered the temporary silence here.

"I was wrong! We were wrong! Ma Yuan repented in a low voice, "We always thought that being able to eat well and dress well was life; It is very majestic to make people afraid of us; If you can beat others, you are a hero, but in the end, you will harm yourself and the people around you, hey! Why do I understand today? We deserve to die—do it! ”

However, the desert is lonely, but it is for the Tai'an Gang to make way for these more than 100 people.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Why?" The young man with a little Ma Shaokun's appearance looked at An Ran and Da Desert Lonely Yanzhi in confusion, "Aren't you afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain?" ”

"I'm afraid, but you're not tigers." The desert is lonely and straight.

"Yes," Ma Yuan stood up with difficulty and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have been easily defeated in a simple round in this Loess Dam." Ay! Let's go! Let's go! Did they let us go, and they still stayed here and threw it into the spot? The lost youth said with his men.

A bunch of remnants of the defeated soldiers helped each other out of the Tai'an Gang's pile, and no one stepped forward to stop them, they just watched these fluffy-haired, tattered armor losers walk past them.

"Ma Gongzi, have you ever wondered why you only understood this truth today? Ever wondered why you're not a tiger? Also, have you ever thought about becoming a tiger one day? Looking at the back of the decadent young man, An Ran asked.

"Why?" This decadent young man was visibly stunned when he heard An Ran's words.

"A person often doesn't like to think about his words and deeds when he is proud, and what you have done in the past will only make you feel comfortable, comfort will make people addicted, and pain will make people grow. If I had told you these words before we had started fighting, I am afraid you would not have listened to a word, because at that time you would have to compare your fists with me instead of listening to reason. “

"Indeed, if we had listened to your reasoning from the beginning, I am afraid that there would not be so many people lying on this ground." Ma Yuan smiled bitterly.

"This is the price," An Ran sighed as he looked at the corpse on the ground, "Young Master Ma! How big is this Huaitao County? Is it worth it for you and Ling Zun to be the king? Of course, your fists are hard enough, and when people try to reason with you, you can go up and slap them up, but what if you meet someone with a harder fist than you? When you want to be reasonable, when people punch you so that you can't speak, are you not convinced? Do you feel wronged? Do you feel like you're being bullied? And then I hope that one day this person who bullied himself will receive the retribution he deserves, so you see that the people in the distance who look like this. But what if what you did in Huaitao County was well-intentioned and genuinely to protect the people? I'm afraid that today they will not be onlookers from afar, but participants who stand with you to drive away us adventurers. What is Tiger? The people of the entire Huaitao County stand with you and unite as a tiger, and how you want to become a tiger in the future is how to find a way to make more people stand with you. “

"Ahh I know," Fan Yuntian suddenly jumped out: "Brother An Ran, what you said about those who have attained the Tao are more helpful, and those who have lost the Tao are less hindered. ”

Suddenly, the decadent NPC young man who was about to leave seemed to have found some kind of strength, he struggled to break away from the support of his subordinates, and walked crookedly to An Ran's side, and knelt on one leg with a bang.

"Ma Yuan, thank you Mr. for saving his life!" The young man bowed his head and hugged his fists and said: "If the gentleman does not give up, Ma Yuan is willing to follow before and after the saddle." ”

"So Ma Yuan!" An Ran gently helped up the young man who was already full of tears, "Let's think clearly before we punch, should I punch or not?" In the face of people who are weaker than yourself, should we bow down and listen to the truth of others? Fist to the evil and the heart to the good, this is the reason why we live for! ”

An Ran's words moved many players and NPCs present, and of course, many players were secretly laughing in their hearts: "This is really crazy, do you really think you are a savior when you play a game?" ”

So someone asked: "According to what Boss Enron said, do we have to ask whether it is right or wrong to kill monsters in the future?" And then those bandits, bandits, charmers, ghosts, give up resistance, should we just turn around and leave, let them go, and don't practice their equipment and fight? So are you tired of playing this game? Is there any interest in it? ”

To be honest, this is a rather faceless question, but I'm afraid that many people in the crowd will think so.

"Good and evil are divided into big and small, and the truth depends on who it is addressed to." An Ran smiled and didn't think the person who said this was disobedient, "In the face of the kind of NPCs who are not too evil, they already have spiritual sense, and have the heart to abandon evil and follow good, you can give them a chance, of course, if you don't give a chance, you can even kill NPCs when you see them, and treat them as experience and preparation are all up to you." In the world of Huaxia, if you think it's a game, you can play it as a game, you have to feel that you can find something here that is not like a game, and you can also follow your own path, and no one can stop you. What I have done is what I am doing on my own, and I dare not impose it on the Tai'an Gang and my brothers. “

"Speak the word justice before doing things, this is the foundation of the Tai'an Gang." The desert lonely smoke said in a straight voice: "There is that brother who thinks that our brains are not bright and too pedantic, and we can leave freely, and we will not stop us." ”

"Sir's teachings Ma Yuan must be remembered in his heart!" Ma Yuan bowed down again and hugged his fists, "I beg Mr. to accept Ma Yuan!" ”

System: You have gained the worship of NPC Ma Yuan, are you willing to accept this lost young man as a disciple?

What else is there to say, An Ran quickly clicked OK. He actually got a disciple out of thin air before he refused to be a fool, but he, a gentleman, what can he teach his disciple?

System: You gain reputation 100

An Ran and Ma Yuan did not have the kind of ripples that symbolized the conclusion of some kind of contract, and there was no disciple column or disciple information in his information column, which showed that the so-called disciples were not NPCs for An Ran to dominate like Fan Yuntian and Bailu. Perhaps in Huaxia, the master-apprentice relationship is just a name, a kind of relationship between ordinary players and NPCs.

Of course, he didn't know the benefits of being a master as a player and receiving disciples, just as he didn't know that in the heart of his game character, that seed had already sent out a second crack.

With An Ran's approval, Ma Yuan seemed to be reborn, and naturally stood next to the handsome young man as a matter of course.

"Brothers and uncles!" The young man in chain mail clasped his fists and shouted: "Ma Yuan has found his belonging, and from now on I will follow my husband, you ...... Go! I wish you all the best in the future. "Looking at these brothers and subordinates who used to drink and guess boxing with themselves, and bullied the people when they had nothing to do, and their subordinates were not very good-looking, I was a little reluctant.

"Young helper!" The man who was the arrow for Ma Shaokun just now knelt on the ground and shouted: "Now that the gang leader has left, you ...... You're ...... again What's wrong with our Ringing Horse Gang and these old brothers? “

"I ...... I ......" Ma Yuan was overwhelmed by the question.

"I remember that there is a man named Huang Haihao in Huaitao County-he is the second son of Huang Yuanwai's family--he founded the Taiping Gang at a young age, and this gang is here! It is king without occupying land; Second, do not oppress the weak; On weekdays, they just repair bridges and pave roads, and help people repair houses and do some small things within their ability. It seems that the people of this gang have never flaunted their might on the street once, but after so many years, you see that as long as the people of Huaitao County mention Huang Haihao and the Taiping Gang, who doesn't give them a thumbs up and say hello? Ma Zhi and everyone present, why can't we learn from this gentle-looking gentleman? Of course, I know that this will be difficult, and it needs to restrain one's words and actions and try to be considerate of others, which is not as comfortable as spending a lot of money and eating and drinking on a daily basis. If you can't do it, you don't have to force yourself, you don't have to force yourself too much if you can do it, the door of my Tai'an Gang is willing to open for every person with lofty ideals, and I am also willing to work hand in hand with every such gang. An Ran looked at the group of people behind Ma Zhi, and also looked at Hao Qiye's pun.

"Haihao, I know." Hao Qiye had a lot of thoughts, "He has done a lot of good things for the people of Huaitao County, but good people don't live long, and Hai Hao died on the battlefield at a young age." Old man Huang built a mausoleum for him, every year during the Qingming Festival, the people of Huaitao County have to go to the tomb of Haojie to put incense on the pillar for him, and then there are a lot of yin ghosts there, and the immortal master on the mountain will lay down the enchantment, although we can no longer go to his tomb to remember, but the heart is always able to remember his good. “

"So why do you say, 'I don't know what to do?'" An Ran walked over to the sturdy man who was kneeling on the ground and helped him up. "As long as you don't do anything to oppress the people in the future, what's the difference between you in the Ringing Horse Gang and those not in the Ringing Horse Gang? If you are sincere in reforming yourself, our brothers in the Tai'an Gang and the water transport dock will be your friends, and if you continue to do things to deceive the people, we will be enemies. Of course, if you think that the atmosphere of our Tai'an Gang is very good, if you want to come to Tai'an Gang...... We can't ask for it! ”

"Where is the gentleman, Ma Yuan is there!" Ma Yuan, whose face was full of meat, bowed down again and clenched his fists.

"Where the young helper is, we will be there!" More than 100 wounded members of the Xiangma Gang were sonorous and powerful.

"Where the leader of the Lone Smoke Gang is, I will be there," An Ran smiled and quipped: "Ma Yuan, brothers, it doesn't really matter where this person is, where the heart is the key, if you want to join the Tai'an Gang, then the first thing to worship is our Big Brother Lone Smoke instead of below, otherwise Brother Lone Yan is jealous and I don't have good fruit to eat, hey!" Who called him the leader of the gang? ”

"You kid can't get by if you don't make fun of me for a day, right? Xiao Yunyun help me fight back against your Brother Enron. Da Mo Lonely Smoke said with a straight smile.

"He's an idiot, I'm too lazy to pay attention to him." Fan Yuntian's face was full of contempt.

A bunch of people laughed, and the solemn aura was swept away.

"But Ma Yuan, don't make a decision first, the top priority is to persuade Ling Zun to tell him to stop the precipice, as for whether you will continue to run the Xiangma Gang in the future or conspire with our Tai'an Gang, in fact, this is not important, the important thing is that we can unite with each other to protect the people of Huaitao County." An Ran patted Ma Yuan's shoulder.

After a lot of heart-wrenching words, it turned out that he said so much bitterly, and his purpose was to let the more than 100 Xiangma Gangs in front of him who were sworn to resist to the death stand on his boat, which was indeed much more clever than killing others.

******

The horses are running fast, and the crowd behind them is like Ma Shaokun's life - blurry and trance.

When he was young, he had a woman he loved, but that woman didn't love him, so he simply ** her and ruined her with a few brothers. In order to get a fortune, he took a wife he didn't like, and his wife gave birth to three sons for him: the eldest son Ma Xing, the second son Ma Yuan, and the third son Ma Zhi, but the three sons were not very close to him, and their hearts probably died with their mothers!

Ma Shaokun still remembers looking at his cold eyes when his eldest son kicked open the door, when he was still a coquettish ** in the love building, and then his son looked at Ma Shaokun, who was lying naked on the pear blossom wood bed, and said expressionlessly, 'My mother is dead! I can't think of taking poison and committing suicide. The young man has left since then and will never see him again, so how can he Ma Shaokun go to Zhongshan County to see his son today?

The horse continued to run, but instead of going farther, it ran into the city.

"Are we going to the city?" Ma Shaokun asked in a low voice.

The emaciated young man in black replied to him with an 'um' sound.

Ma Shaokun wanted to continue to ask, why did he go to the city now, but suddenly he saw a familiar figure standing on the city wall, it was his youngest son Ma Zhi, he was staring at him with a smile, and next to the young man was Lord Lu, the county commander who bowed slightly.

He wanted to call out to his son, whether it was to ask for help or admit defeat, but after seeing his son's smile, he could only swallow the voice that had reached his throat. His smile is too cruel to be half human, and he is laughing when he is separated from himself; He used to laugh when he killed people on West Street; He can still laugh when he sees himself fleeing in a hurry today.

"Will he cry?" Ma Shaokun thought, "Of course not, his tears have already flowed in front of his mother's coffin, and among the three sons, probably only Ma Yuan will shed tears for himself, right?" But he's dying! Thinking of this, the one-eyed man spat out a mouthful of blood.

The horse stopped in a narrow alley, and Ma Shaokun was unsteady on his feet when he got off the horse, and he fell to the ground suddenly. The lean man dressed in black did not step forward to support his helper, but just turned his back to him as if waiting for something.

"Even if my relatives all over the world have left me, I have a certain horse and these brothers, I can eat and drink as much as I want; The same can be a comeback. Ma Shaokun, who was sitting on the ground, cheered himself up.

A familiar figure appeared at the end of the alley, it was a tall adventurer, she wore a ponytail, a longbow on her back, and wore dark purple leather armor, except for the face, this is a female player who is exactly dressed like Yanluo. But she is not a shooter, and her outfit is completely prepared to kill the eldest young master of the Chen family and then marry Yanluo.

"Is that you? Hua Jing" Ma Shaokun stood up with difficulty and shouted with difficulty with a knife, "Great! Let's go to Zhongshan County together. ”

"Okay!" Hua Jing walked in front of Ma Shaokun elegantly, "Why don't I give you a ride to the Ma Gang Master." ”

With a pop, a sharp knife stabbed the one-eyed man in the chest without warning.

"..... you?"

Ma Shaokun felt a heartache and didn't know why, and then the young man in black pulled out a dagger and stabbed him again.

‘-2100‘

‘-1700‘

Two huge digital damage erupted, and this ordinary NPC, who was only level 27, fell to a pool of blood with a thud.

"For ...... Why? He asked, not completely unconscious.

"Because we're his people!" The female Taoist priest grinned and pointed at the hook-nosed man who appeared in the alleyway.

Ma Shaokun opened his eyes wide with the last bit of strength, looking at the grim smile on the face of the man who was drinking tea with him in the teahouse a few days ago, he picked up his golden knife and took away his dark horse. His life in a trance was frozen.