In Luo Cheng, the wrinkles were as round and anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Why hasn't Brother Ji come back, how much crude oil have you robbed?"

Staying in Luocheng, he couldn't participate in the big cause of grabbing crude oil, and Wrinkle Yuan was suffering every day.

"Alright, don't mess around, your eyes are almost gone."

Pi Si was a little impatient.

Originally, staying in Luocheng and doing nothing felt very boring.

There was another person dangling in front of me, not to mention how bad the mood was.

At this time, an adjutant hurriedly ran in to report back.

"The city lord is not good, there are nearly a hundred rats scurrying around the streets in Luocheng."

"Even, even storming the command of combat units."

"City Lord, you don't need to use the combat troops to clean up the rats first."

Wrinkle Yuan was taken aback, and the little emotions were immediately put away.

He said angrily: "Whoever dares to move the mouse, I want someone's life." ”

"Go quickly, you will have good food, good wine, and good meat."

"The rats can do whatever they want, and no one is allowed to stop them."

The adjutant broke out in a cold sweat.

Originally, it was not a big deal to order the combat troops to kill the rats.

It's just that the wind has been tense recently, and it is easy to disturb the people by shooting at will.

That's why the adjutant came to report it.

Unexpectedly, he hit the right one and saved his life.

But he couldn't figure it out, aren't rats pests?

Why is it still like the ancestors, could it be that the city lord is evil?

Seeing that the adjutant was not moving, Wrinkle became more and more irritable.

"Didn't you hear my command? Immediately, without delay. ”

Picang also spoke to the rat on the side: "Hurry up and do it, send some combat troops to protect the rat's safety." ”

The adjutant is a mystery, he can't give food and drink, and he has to protect the rats.

If you want to say that Wrinkle Yuan is crazy alone, then there are forgivable circumstances.

Picang is the president of the Martial Arts Association, so there is no reason to go crazy with Wrinkle Yuan.

This is really terrifying, and the two big guys are fond of mice.

Could it be that the world has really changed, and it has become incomprehensible to adjutants?

"Okay, okay, I'll send someone to do it." The adjutant hurriedly agreed.

There's no way, the two bigwigs have spoken, don't you do it?

The adjutant left, and Pi Cang was thoughtful.

"What's the matter, why did Brother Ji's rat suddenly pop up, and it won't warn us of anything."

Pi Cang's guess is not far from ten.

These rats were originally left in Luocheng and used as liaison soldiers.

The road to the plum wine camp was blocked, and the rats could not return if they had a message.

Out of desperation, I ran to the ground to warn of this.

Wrinkle Yuan also sensed that something was wrong.

said solemnly: "That's it, I'll take someone out to have a look." ”

"Brother Pi will wait for me, I will take a few people out to investigate, and I will be back soon."

As he spoke, he was about to snatch the door out.

As soon as the door opened, a paper crane flew in.

Fu Yuan was startled, thinking that someone had sneaked up on him.

Almost burst out of energy and shattered the paper crane.

Fortunately, as a retired mortal body, he was quick to see that the thousand paper cranes had no malicious intentions.

Only then did he grasp it in his hand and see the handwriting on the paper.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

The plum wine camp has already gone to war.

In the middle of the plum wine camp and Luo Cheng, there was an ambush of Cai's combat troops.

Four of them were B-class mortal retreats hidden in combat units.

A layer of cold sweat broke out in an instant, and his clothes were wet.

If you really want to take a few people out, you probably won't be able to come back.

Even if I know the truth, I still have a haze in my heart.

In the entire Luo City, he was the only B-level mortal body.

And the other four, let alone win, even if they are alive, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

The combat power of ordinary combat units is also a little far from Cai's.

Moreover, Cai's ambush was the first to occupy favorable terrain.

If it weren't for the limited number of combat troops that could be used, they would have attacked the city instead of ambushing it in the field.

"Brother Wrinkled Yuan, I see that your face is not good, what's wrong?" Picang asked.

"Ahem." Wrinkled and coughed twice.

Perfunctory: "It's nothing, I'll take someone out to see." ”

"Brother Pi is delicious and delicious, wait for me first, and when we come back, we will get drunk."

Fu Yuan knew that he was invincible, but he still decided to go out of the city to face the battle.

Ready to die.

If you are lucky enough not to die and win, you will definitely come back and drink him in the dark.

At this time, another paper crane flew in.

The wrinkled hand is quick and quick, and he grasps it in his hand first.

Then, white paper cranes flew in in flocks from outside.

A dense large patch, after entering the room, crackled and fell to the ground.

When the last thousand paper cranes landed, the thousands of paper cranes in the house were piled up and did not reach the waist of the leather warehouse.

The leather warehouse is a strong man of one meter and nine, and the height of his waist is almost one meter four.

It can be seen how many paper cranes there are.

In this way, there is no need to grab the wrinkle.

It's one when you grab it, and the content written on it is exactly the same.

Pi Cang looked at Wrinkle Yuan viciously: "You don't treat me as a friend, hum." ”

With that, Pi Cang took off the martial arts medal on his chest.

"If you want to fight, let's go out and fight together."

Wrinkled Yuan had no choice but to agree to Picang's request.

The two of them walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, and all the members of the Martial Arts Association had already assembled.

All of them, there is no martial arts medal on their chests.

They represent individuals, fight for themselves, fight for Luo Cheng.

Picang is not hypocritical, Lang said.

"Now that everyone has their own decisions, I won't say anything more."

"I hope everyone can come back alive, let's get drunk in Luo City."

Immediately, Picang added: "Wrinkled round treat. ”

Wrinkled and moved to a mess, a dignified seven-foot man, and he actually shed two lines of tears very unhappily.

"No problem, I'll treat you when you come back alive."

"There is wine and meat, and the woman brings it herself."

"Hahaha." Everyone burst into laughter.

Luo Cheng has been on alert for a long time, and the assembly of combat troops is very fast.

In less than ten minutes, Wrinkle Yuan and Pikura were in front, and the combat troops and martial arts associations were behind.

They quickly left the city and headed straight for the plum wine camp.

Arriving at the site of Cai's ambush, the two sides exchanged fire as promised.

The Cai combat troops who came to block the attack had already given a death order.

Unless everyone is dead, no one will be allowed to pass.

Cai's desperate efforts are beyond imagination.

Artillery fire, bullets, etc., as if they didn't need money, went into the Luocheng combat unit and threw them.

As for Luo Cheng, everyone knows that the situation is serious.

When he went out of the city, he had a certain death mentality, and he didn't want to die when he fought hard.

The timid are afraid of the bold, and the bold are afraid of dying.

However, two groups of desperate warriors collided together, and the battle was not over until one fell.

Under this kind of war, the martial arts association can't play a role.

They had no guns and were not physically fit enough to withstand the intense artillery fire.

The attack can't hit the enemy from a distance, so you can only watch and do it in a hurry.

As soon as Fu Yuan and Picang made a move, they found each other's B-level powerhouses.

They all used desperate fighting methods, and they would never allow Cai's B-level powerhouses to split their hands to deal with the combat troops.

Otherwise, a single B-class can change the course of the war.

With one against two, the difficulty is by no means one plus one equals two.