Ji Qiu walked into the storyteller's side and grabbed the host.

Grabbed the storyteller by the collar and tossed him aside.

Mr. Storyteller made up nonsense to create panic, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had bad intentions.

Ji Qiu doesn't need to say anything to this kind of person, respect the old and love the young.

Ji Qiu slanted Mr. Storyteller, and his tone was not good.

"The black bear is from the vicinity of Fuan Castle in the south."

"What the old gentleman means is that the beast tide in the south will leave the great cities in the south alone, and go to the west to harm people."

Mr. Storyteller flatly denied: "You are talking nonsense, I saw it in the West." ”

Ji Qiu asked rhetorically: "Since the black bear is so powerful, why is the Tang Clan's 300,000 army safe and sound?" ”

Mr. Storyteller guessed that Ji Qiu was from the Tang family.

Lies need to be covered up by lies, and in the end, I am afraid that in the end, he will not be able to complete himself.

The storyteller had an idea, and simply sat on the ground and sprinkled jokes.

"Bullying people, beating the elderly."

Ji Qiu nodded lightly, and simply did the wicked to the end.

Ji Qiu pointed to Zhao Changhe and asked, "Old man, take a look, which of the two of you is older?" ”

Mr. Storyteller doesn't know why, but he can see at a glance that there is a problem, and it is definitely not simple.

But there are many people here, and he can't tell nonsense with his eyes closed.

Bite the bullet and say truthfully: "That old brother is older." ”

Ji Qiu said: "I, I was born with a problem, I like to beat the old people all over the ground." ”

"If you don't believe it, I knocked out that old brother's front teeth."

The corners of Zhao Changhe's mouth twitched in the distance, and he scolded secretly: "Ji Qiu, you bastard." ”

"Why do you take me with you?"

Zhao Changhe knew that Ji Qiu was intimidating Mr. Storyteller and letting Mr. Storyteller show his feet.

With a dark face, he agreed: "Don't ask, it's your kid who has lost his conscience." ”

Mr. Storyteller guessed Ji Qiu's thoughts, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

He suddenly shouted, "Help, murder." ”

"The combat troops of the Gu Clan Consortium are coming out soon, and someone is killing your people."

Ji Qiu plucked his ears and looked impatient.

"Shout, shout, shout, shout, shout enough, we're doing business."

Before coming, Ji Qiu passed through the Tang family.

Even if Mr. Storyteller screamed at his throat, no one came to help him.

The people in the south have good folk customs, but some people want to see righteousness and courage.

However, two big A-level powerhouses sit here.

I don't know why the slightest action of a person who is righteous and brave will be suppressed by the strong mental force.

Ji Qiu took out the iron hammer prepared in advance and shook it in front of Mr. Storyteller's eyes.

"Do you think I'm going to knock you on the upper teeth first, or if I'm going to knock you on the lower teeth first?"

There are accomplices here, and the storyteller is scared on his face and fearless in his heart.

Whispered threatened: "The kid is looking for death, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

"Bang." Ji Qiu went down with a hammer and jumped out of two big teeth.

Mr. Storyteller was blinded at the time.

I've seen a decisive shot, but I've never seen such a decisive one.

"Didn't he understand what he was saying?"

Mr. Storyteller was full of blood, for fear that the second hammer would come down, and said quickly.

"Boy, you're crazy, I have an accomplice here."

At this time, the storyteller didn't care about being exposed.

But when he finished speaking, he realized that his companion had never made a move.

Obviously, if you can make a shot, you will have to shoot a long time ago.

The front teeth are all gone, and the accomplices are still hiding, so there must be a problem.

A sense of crisis arose, and Mr. Storyteller looked around.

found that his accomplice was standing dumbfounded and watching the play.

Just kidding, how powerful is the A-level spiritual power.

Not everyone is a Ji Qiu, and there is a way to cultivate spiritual power.

Mental power suppression, just C-level wants to move, but can they?

The "bang" went without warning, and the second hammer followed.

I couldn't bear it, and when I knocked it down, my mouth was gone.

Mr. Storyteller is full of momentum.

It's not that he doesn't want to make an early move, but the D-level strength, which is really not enough.

And the skill of awakening is storytelling.

When you come to Tang City, you rely on your three-inch tongue to tell right and wrong.

However, when he met such an unreasonable lord as Ji Qiu, he didn't give him a chance to speak.

The next moment, Mr. Storyteller knew why his accomplice didn't help.

Because he had the same problem.

was suppressed by spiritual power, as if Mount Tai was overpowered, and he didn't have to move at all.

Ji Qiu smiled and groaned, revealing a pair of white teeth, which was scary no matter how you looked at it.

"Where did you see the black bear?"

"Westside." The storyteller was determined.

"Yes, there is no need to be dishonest." Ji Qiu said with a smile, but his tone was extremely cold.

Then, as the storyteller had just thought, his whole mouth was smashed.

Ji Qiu took out the recording machine he carried with him and amplified the sound and played it out.

Mr. Storyteller has just made his threats to Ji Qiu public.

The listeners finally knew that these people had sinister intentions.

Zhao Changhe and others canceled the suppression of the spiritual power of ordinary people, and no one was thinking about righteousness and bravery.

Ji Qiu called the boss and threw down the money ticket.

"We bought it here, please buy a house and open a store."

Ji Qiu is very polite and never oppresses people with power.

Wait until all the guys and customers are gone.

The tavern became a place of death.

Mr. Storyteller and his accomplices all died here.

Ji Qiu was very particular, and before leaving, his mental power collapsed the tavern.

Give the storyteller a grave.

Ji Qiu and the others don't go to the inner city, they do things in the village.

Specifically pick and spread rumors and tell right and wrong, and expose them in public.

Ji Qiu has limited manpower and can't force other people's thinking.

There are those who doubt rumors, and there are those who believe rumors.

Over time, a strange scene appeared in the village.

I often see two groups rolling up their sleeves and fighting because of different beliefs.

The harder you fight, the better.

The human heart is always wavering.

When there are different sounds, they will be somewhat shaken.

Ji Qiu didn't expect to completely extinguish the rumors.

That's not realistic at all, as long as it can reduce the pressure on Tang Cheng.

On this day, Ji Qiu saw an acquaintance.

A young man, two or three years younger than Ji Qiu.

Stealthy.

It's not that I'm spreading rumors, but I'm afraid that I will be accidentally recognized by the people of Tang City.

So walk with special care.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely not be able to detect this person's abnormality.

But when you run into Ji Qiu, there is no way.

Because Ji Qiu is equivalent to half of this person's master.

He is Zhang Hao.

Now Zhang Haoren is still young and has a lot of maturity.

After seeing Ji Qiu, he was impulsive and immediately suppressed.

Pretending to be a stranger and passing by.

In the evening, the two did not agree, but they were able to meet in one place.

It's all because they have the same skills and disguises, and they know each other's thoughts.

After three years of separation, the two not only did not get strange, but became closer.

After meeting, they stretched out their arms and hugged each other.

The team that followed Ji Qiu left, and he accidentally met his former friends here, which was very kind.

Zhang Hao did the same, inquired about Qu Mu, inquired about Tang Fan, and even asked about the situation of the little white wolf.

The two talked for a long, long time, and they couldn't delay any longer, so they asked about business.

Because they know that when they have asked about business, they have to separate from each other.

The next time we meet, maybe on the battlefield.