On the road near Nanwang City, it is bustling, the flow of people is dense, and the small vendors are too lazy to go to the city to compete or pay a deposit, so they simply set up stalls on both sides of the road, and the flavors of the north and south of Yan and even the special snacks of Jin Chuqian are all available here.

There are also those who sell all kinds of utensils and daily necessities, which are spread out very lively, like a temple fair, and the business is still good.

There were officers and soldiers, prisoners and all kinds of other people who came and went on this road, and after the Yan Emperor stepped on the gate valve, the power of the Yan State was transferred to the south, and Yinlang County suddenly piled up too many foreign populations, which naturally gave birth to a kind of "deformed" prosperity.

It seems to be prosperous, but in fact, there is a kind of tempering of cooking oil, and the more boiling things are, the faster they tend to cool.

Of course, the people of Yandi don't feel anything about this, they are just concentrating on living their own lives, the war has already begun, and the soldiers and horses on both sides are tearing and cutting everywhere on the front line of the Qianguo fort, and what is lacking is nothing more than the final word of the Jingnan Army, or the real counterattack of the elite of the three towns of Qianguo.

The pride of the Yan people may have been around for a long time, at least, on the road, Zheng Fan didn't see any sense of panic about the war.

Dayan has been established for hundreds of years, how difficult it is, but it has survived, fighting with the barbarians in the desert in the north, fighting with the three countries in the east, stopping and stopping, stopping and fighting, after all, it has never lost its strength.

Other ancestors said that at least the people's self-confidence was beaten, and the Qianguo army was too uncompetitive, and many military leaders, including Zheng Fan, went south to do everything they could to do things on the Yinlang County line, but none of the Qianguo army dared to go north.

Therefore, the south side near the battle line is a storm of rumors, while the north side is "full of flowers".

The heads were all placed in the box, and they couldn't be seen from the outside, and Zheng Fan didn't think about knocking and banging to get a pennant to hang up, and drove all the way to Nanwang City to create some bullshit for himself.

Xu is because the fifth limb of the third prince is too high-end,

After doing that, it seems a little boring about other things that make a name for themselves.

Xu Wenzu took over what these heads needed to do, and how the imperial court needed to publicize them, that was their business, Zheng Fan would cooperate, but what was more important was the real benefits that could fall into his hands with this military merit.

Zheng Fan has always believed in this truth, and being strong is the first foundation for surviving in troubled times.

The more you understand this world, the more you feel that fighting at this time is not simply playing games, there are many soldiers, even if the other party is powerful, you can rely on the sea of people to drown him, you can save your life, and you can also kill the enemy.

Nanwang City is in front of me, but there is a long queue at the entrance to the city, and I don't know what is wrong in front of me, in short, it has been silting.

Seeing that the team was not moving, Zheng Fan was not in a hurry, turned his head to look at Ah Ming beside him, and asked:

"Go down and get something to eat?"

Ah Ming shook his head, he now had enough stock, so he naturally disdained ordinary people's food.

Seeing that Ah Ming didn't come, Zheng Fan got off the horse and walked to the stall on the side of the road, and Xiao Yibo immediately dismounted and followed over to serve.

Zheng Fan chose a wonton stall, and the stall selling wontons was a young couple.

Business, in fact, is not good.

Small wontons are a popular way to eat in the south of the Yangtze River in Qianguo, and the delicious soup of small wontons is like mandarin ducks playing in the water, with a clear taste.

But the Yan people like the kind of big and thick dumplings, and don't like this kind of delicate food.

First, Yan is located in the north, and Yinlang County is already the southern frontier of Yan State, but the three towns of Qianguo corresponding to Yinlang County are still called bitter cold by the people of Qianguo.

Therefore, if you don't expand your territory, the people of Yan will not have the opportunity to truly appreciate the so-called Jiangnan scenery.

Moreover, in the tradition of hundreds of years, Yan Ren'er Lang is either fighting with barbarians in the desert or biting with the Jin State and Qianguo, and what he asks for on weekdays is nothing more than a big gulp of satiety, but there is no mood of small bites and small bites.

But Zheng Fan is very fond of this little wonton because of his previous life, of course, big wontons are okay, but they have to be mustard greens.

"Two bowls of small ravioli." Xiao Yibo took the initiative to step forward and order, and at the same time paid the money first.

Small business, don't pay attention to giving money after eating, otherwise you will lose the bowl and run away, where will you be arrested?

When the copper coins fall into the bowl here, the wontons will go down the pot over there.

Not long after, the two bowls of small wontons were cooked, and the queue waiting to enter the city did not advance the slightest.

It's a lot of traffic jams.

Xiao Yibo carefully handed the bowl and spoon to Zheng Fan, but instead of helping to blow with affection, he said:

"Master, be careful of the burn."

Zheng Fan smiled and reached out to take it.

Small stalls here, there are no tables and chairs to provide, but those who really have status and status will not eat the snacks next to this mouth, Nanwangcheng as the "little Jiangnan" of Yan Kingdom, there must be a lot of high-end restaurants in it, and they deliberately keep their stomachs to eat and drink inside.

Zheng Fan and Xiao Yibo squatted next to the stall, and the diners at the crossing basically ate in this way, this is still clean, and if they are casual, they simply sit on the ground and eat more comfortably.

Perhaps because there is no MSG in later generations, the small wontons are not delicious enough, but the entrance is free and smooth, and it tastes good.

Zheng Fan ate one bite at a time, Xiao Yibo also ate "humming" next to him, for Xiao Yibo, it doesn't matter what he eats, eating with the leader is the top priority.

The small wontons here have only eaten half a bowl, and the second wave of customers has come to the stall over there.

An old man in a coarse cloth robe who was snorting from the cold and a sword-wielding swordsman who wrapped himself tightly in a cotton suit.

The swordsman was in his early forties, and his face was covered with acne, and he didn't know if it was frozen or if it was as long as it was.

The old man was holding a long sail in his left hand, and the corner of the sail flag was plucked by the cold wind, revealing the word "hexagram".

"Ten pennies a bowl, two."

The woman waits to collect the money,

The man waited to get out of the pot.

If the woman does not receive the money, it is impossible for the man's ravioli to go to the pot.

The old man looked at the down-and-out swordsman beside him, and the swordsman looked upward, as if he suddenly realized that the sky was so beautiful and moving.

The old man rubbed his hands and said a little crampedly:

"This, can you use hexagrams as rice?"

The woman immediately shook her head, and the man put back the wonton he was holding in his hand and said:

"Business can't work, I can't afford to shout."

This has been said very sincerely, if the business is okay, it doesn't matter if you are invited to eat a bowl of wontons, and it should be a pastime to listen to your calculations.

But now the business is bleak, and there is no such leisure and elegance and no wealth.

The old man licked his lips, obviously thinking about this little wonton.

The older a person gets, the more he will be like an old child, greedy and tight.

It's just that in the end, I still take care of some old skin and old faces, and I'm embarrassed to learn from that splash of children rolling on the ground and begging for trouble.

The down-and-out swordsman was afraid to pat his bags and said:

"And dry food."

It's okay that the old man doesn't listen to the dry food, but as soon as he hears the dry food, there are tears in his eyes, and he is aggrieved.

"Dry food, dry food, you just let your father gnaw on that cold and stiff thing every day, in this world, is there a son like you!"

When Zheng Fan heard this, he looked at Xiao Yibo.

Xiao Yibo showed a shy smile.

The down-and-out swordsman was a little stunned;

The old man is still grieving;

The little couple selling wontons also stood and watched, anyway, the business was not good, so there was no hurry.

Xiao Yibo held the bowl and chopsticks in his left hand, took out his pocket with his right hand, took a small piece of silver, threw it to the stall, and said:

"Cook for them."

"Ouch, good!"

The wontons got out of the pot and began to tumble in the soup.

The down-and-out swordsman looked at Zheng Fan and the others who were squatting there, and then looked away.

The old man stared blankly at when the wontons would come out of the pot, and he didn't rush to thank Xiao Dashan who invited him to eat the wontons.

"Okay, okay, you can come out, you're getting old."

The old man urged.

The husband nodded, took the wontons out of the pot, and sprinkled them with the seasonings that were not very rich, the old man took the bowl, hesitated, and squatted beside Xiao Yibo.

The down-and-out swordsman also took his bowl, but squatted at the other end of the stall, and seemed to be too withdrawn to like to join in the fun.

The old man ate several wontons in a row, drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and breathed a long sigh of relief, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Zheng Fan focused on eating the wontons in his bowl, ignoring the surroundings, perhaps because he had seen too many works in his previous life, and he often had the impression of a "master outside the world" for this combination.

The more sloppy and downtrodden they are, the more "master" they tend to be.

This is confirmed in the Shatuoque stone.

But after looking at the small wontons in the other party's hand, Zheng Fan didn't plan to test anything at this time.

Whether you are really down-and-out or really a master of the world, you eat what you have in your bowl, I eat what I have in my bowl, and after eating, pat your ass and do your own thing.

The old man looked at Xiao Yibo and said:

"You want to tell a fortune?"

Xiao Yibo shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Alas, it's really not necessary, you, it's a prosperous life, but not a prosperous family."

The implication is that you are a family member.

Xiao Yibo's hand holding the wonton bowl trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

Anyway, he was in charge of the car gang, although it is a small gang that cannot be on the table in the eyes of the big people, but he has also dealt with a lot of three religions and nine streams, this kind of people who rely on one mouth to mix the rivers and lakes, the best thing is not fortune telling, but seeing people and talking about people.

If you ignore him, he won't be able to say anything.

But the old man didn't seem to intend to give up, but leaned forward, looked at Zheng Fan, looked at Zheng Fan, and said:

"This is a noble man, unspeakably expensive."

Zheng Fan smiled, blowing and drinking the soup.

Xiao Yibo didn't get Zheng Fan's permission, so naturally he wouldn't lean on Zheng Fan, so he continued to eat his wontons.

The old man ate half a bowl peacefully, wiped his mouth, and said again:

"The blood of the noble man is a little stronger, which is a good thing and a bad thing."

I just went to kill someone the night before, even if I took a bath, can the blood on my body dissipate so easily?

But Zheng Fan was still unmoved.

It's a pity that the blind man is still in a coma, if he is blind today, he will definitely come down with him to eat wontons, and second, he can just confront this old man.

Anyway, they are peers, and they are not afraid of being skinless.

"Nobleman, your future road is a frank one, as long as the nobleman abides by his heart, the pool is turbid, and he is a clear fish; in order to be self-reliant. ”

Isn't that an auspicious word?

The words of the panacea.

Zheng Fan put down the bowl in his hand, arched his hand to the old man, and said:

"Taught."

"Isn't there anything like asking the old man to help you calculate?"

"Didn't you already do the math just now?" Zheng Fan asked.

"It doesn't count just now."

Zheng Fan nodded, but said, "There's nothing to think about." ”

Seeking wealth? Don't ask for money.

Looking for talent? There are seven in the house.

Looking for a career? Right now, the boxes in the front team are also full of stepping stones on the road to their careers.

Seeking marriage? With Siniang here, Zheng Fan is quite content.

This is not nonsense, the reason why Zheng Fan didn't touch those delicate little ladies at home was that those flowers and bones did not meet his taste.

Second, with Siniang's help, in this regard, I am really happy.

It's not because of Siniang's image in the comics, I'm afraid that I will steal what will happen to it, it's just that the second life is a human being, and I have no obsession with these things for love.

Maybe I might be tempted by some princesses or other princesses in the future, but that's just because their noble status can satisfy their male sense of conquest.

At this point, Zheng Fan found that his mentality seemed to be a little closer to the blind man and Ah Ming, these demon kings, one by one, were not very interested in women.

"Nothing to count." Zheng Fan replied.

In my own life, at present, I am thinking about how to play, as for what to play, how to play, this does not need to be taught, and the process of exploration is part of the play.

The old man was a little embarrassed,

seems to have some regrets that I can't open a mixed deal,

In the end, I can only say:

"Where are you from?"

"Look at what you asked, old man, this is Yan Country, and I am naturally a Yan person."

"No, no, no, Childe is not a Yan person, Childe, he is a person in the sky."

In Zheng Fan's eyes, there was a brilliance that passed.

Xiao Yibo, who didn't know why, scolded with a smile:

"You old man, just eat your wontons in peace, you need to pat yourself blindly."

Sycophants, but he Xiao Yibo's work.

The old man nodded and said:

"If a basket of sycophants can be exchanged for a bowl of ravioli, it is worth it."

Zheng Fan handed the bowl to Xiao Yibo, who took the bowl and sent it to the stall.

There was no third wave of customers at the stall, but the husband and wife were serving wontons, and they were out of the pot at this time.

The little couple, one bowl per person, are also the same as the guests, squatting by the crossing and eating, you feed me one, I feed you one.

Xiao Yibo put the bowl and spoon on the stall, looking at this loving scene, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

It is not a blessing to be able to hold hands and rely on each other in a poor life.

Zheng Fan also noticed the situation here, but what he saw was different from Xiao Yibo.

In Zheng Fan's view,

not

Both husband and wife are eating their own wontons, which proves that this wonton is okay and can be eaten.

This kind of thinking inertia has probably been tempered by various food safety news in later generations.

The traffic jam seemed to have eased a bit, and the team began to move forward slowly.

Xiao Yibo went to the team to arrange vehicles and told his subordinates not to rest and prepare to enter the city.

Zheng Fan was about to get up and go back to the convoy, but the old man suddenly said:

"Nobleman, don't be in a hurry, I've just started to leave, I've been old in my life, and I never owe favors if there is a cause."

"And what are you going to do?"

"Since the nobleman doesn't want to tell the hexagram, if the nobleman wants to know something, the old man can also nag and nag the nobleman."

Zheng Fan really didn't leave, squatted down again, and said:

"I heard that the dignitaries of the three kingdoms of Qian, Jin, and Chu all like to raise some Qing guests, and the way they use it is nothing more than that, right?"

The old man nodded and said:

"Indeed."

Dignitaries are afraid of loneliness and lack of elegance, so they will raise some Qingke and be responsible for chatting with themselves.

In fact, it is bragging, comparing who blows elegantly, who blows high-grade, and who blows more forcefully.

"As for me, I'm a rough man, you always say that I have a lot of blood in my body, I think you can see what kind of business I do?"

Zheng Fan has been in the army for so long, no matter how lazy he is on weekdays, but after a battle, he has seen the military gate that rushed through the city gate with blood, and it is normal to be seen as a military figure.

If you can't even see this, this old man is so old that he really lives to a dog.

"You ask, the old man will say, but if the old man knows, the old man will answer you, and he will not hide his selfishness."

"Just because of this bowl of ravioli?"

"Wontons are not valuable, but the love in the wontons is valuable, and everything in the world is also valuable if it is contaminated with love;

Just like the painting of the Chu Emperor, the sword of the Jin Emperor, the knife of the Yan Emperor, and the pen of the Qianhuang Emperor, these are invaluable.

In this wonton, there is old nostalgia, and the price is naturally high. ”

"That's reasonable, then I'll ask, how many people came up this time in Qianguo?"

Zheng Fan really dared to ask.

The old man really dared to answer:

"The 150,000 Western Army, it should have arrived at the city of Mianzhou yesterday, and the 100,000 forbidden army went to the city, but because it was delayed when it set off, it fell behind the Western Army, but it is estimated that it should have arrived today.

The wolf soldiers were naturally following behind the Western Army, and were controlled and monitored by the Western Army.

It is estimated that it will take some time for the 50,000 ancestral army to come from the coast of the East China Sea, but there are no less than 100,000 auxiliary troops from the adjacent counties on the three sides, and they have already entered early. ”

"So, how many soldiers and horses will be gathered on the three sides of Qianguo?"

"The Western Army is 150,000, and the Wolf Soil Army is 50,000, but these 50,000 have to make a gap, more than 200,000 soldiers on the three sides, 50,000 troops from the Zujia Army, 100,000 auxiliary soldiers from Linjun, and 100,000 from the Forbidden Army, which is enough to be an army of 650,000!"

The 650,000 troops, placed on the three sides of the Qianguo, can be said to be quite luxurious.

Zheng Fan asked again:

"Then do you know my Dayan, how many soldiers and horses can go south?"

"Tut, you're not a Yanren."

"But it's even more unlikely I'm a dry man."

"The nobles may have never seen the prosperity of Shangjing, and they have never seen the scenery of Jiangnan."

"Believe me, I've seen it, I can feel it, but I ...... Not very much. ”

Not only Zheng Fan, but also all the demon kings under his hands, have actually thought about this question, if this is not in Hutou City in Yan Kingdom, but in Qianguo, would it be better?

The conclusion is still ...... It is more comfortable, freer and more enjoyable in Yan Kingdom.

Putting that aside,

Zheng Fan now has a love affair with Jingnan Hou Tian Wujing to collect corpses,

and Li Liangting, there is a relationship with a leg of mutton,

and Yanhuang Ji Runhao, and the friendship of the son,

Even that Father-in-law Wei also wanted to let himself enter the palace to take over.

No matter what, Zheng Fan should also be more intimate with Yanguo.

"Well, that's it." There was some loss in the old man's eyes.

"You haven't answered me yet."

"How many soldiers and horses can go south in Dayan, don't you know?"

"Sometimes, outsiders can see their own affairs more clearly."

"It makes sense, then the old man will calculate it for the nobles, on the line of Yinlang County, there are more than ten total soldiers of all sizes, and the total number of soldiers and horses from all walks of life is added up, and it is estimated that there are forty or fifty thousand people, but the good and the bad are mixed.

There are 50,000 Jingnan troops and 50,000 rear battalions, even if he is 100,000, the Yanjing forbidden army has to be responsible for guarding the country, and at the same time, it has to guard against threats from the Jin State.

On the other side of the desert, to say the least, you have to leave a hundred thousand iron horsemen of the northern army to guard it.

After calculation, if Dayan can smash down and go south for a while, it will be 200,000 Zhenbei Army, plus 100,000 Jingnan Army and tens of thousands of miscellaneous troops, totaling more than 300,000. ”

"If you do the math, it's reciprocal."

"There are many people in Qianguo, but the Great Yan Army is strong, especially the 200,000 iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, which is like a knife, which has been sharpened in the desert for a hundred years, and today it can be unsheathed in the south.

Just ......"

"Just how?"

"Although Dayan is fierce, but the dry land is rich in resources, these three-sided soldiers and horses, don't look at it so many now, but if the war really starts completely, the Dayan Iron Cavalry is brave again, and it may break this iron wall?"

Zheng Fan didn't speak.

Siege and field warfare are two different concepts.

Especially when the opponent had sufficient troops to defend, Zheng Fan fought Mianzhou City twice, but he actually didn't think about attacking the city seriously, because he couldn't afford it.

"The Yan army is going south, how much do the people have to mobilize? Have you ever calculated this account? ”

Zheng Fan continued to be silent.

"The most important thing is that under the edict of His Majesty Daqian, the army of the world and the righteousness and courage of the world can quickly form an army, not to mention support, it is not difficult to gather another 780,000 troops to go north."

You must know that Qianguo has been raising 800,000 troops and 800,000 forbidden troops on the three sides all these years, and although these two armies are seriously underpaid, this proves that the Qianguo court can afford to raise this 1.6 million army!

The country is big and rich, not just talking.

"The new army is useless." Zheng Fan said.

"Fight, see blood, use the old to lead the new, and you will become an army.

The most important thing is that if Dayan moves southward, it will certainly be impossible to break through the trilateral defense of the Great Cadres in a short period of time, and the Great Cadres can take this opportunity to slowly sharpen their impetuousness and reorganize their armaments.

And Yan Huang's side, it seems that the horse stepped on the door valve and swept away the demonic atmosphere, but after all, he put himself in an extremely dangerous position.

Throughout the ages, any dynasty has relied on it, the barbarians rely on the royal court to control the virtuous king, the Chu State relies on the nobles, the Jin State relies on the clan clans, and the great cadres rule the world with scholars and doctors.

The country is like a pile of soil, layer by layer, one by one, the top, is the royal family, everything, there are two sides, it seems that the so-called moth of the country, in fact, can also be called the cornerstone of the country.

The Yan people can't afford it, and they can't afford it, and this is still not counting the premise that Jin, Chu and the barbarians will make a move. ”

The old man's words are explained by modern thinking, probably after a regime makes a fortune, if it wants to sit firmly in the world, it has to pull a class to share the benefits, and the vested interest class is certainly the moth of the country, sucking the blood of the country, but they have the instinct to maintain your rule.

Just like when Emperor Yan and Marquis Zhenbei were acting before, the family lords of Yan Kingdom just wanted to crown the two marquis kings, but they never thought of pulling the Ji family down from the dragon chair.

If the Zhenbei Army really wanted to replace them, the gate lord family would still be on the emperor's side, but Emperor Yan swept them away, which is certainly beneficial to the country, but for the ruler's rule, it has become insecure.

If one day, Li Liangting died, or Ji Runhao died, or Jingnanhou died, the problem would naturally arise, or the Zhenbei Army itself was a military group with its own system, and if there were other voices among them, what would they do?

Without the median harmony and blocking of the family's gate valve, any wind and grass may directly threaten the dominance of the Ji family.

"Huh."

"Don't you believe it?"

"We didn't sit on the side."

"Your nobleman's words are really wonderful."

"Haha, then I'm curious, the old gentleman should be a dry man, why did he go north at this time?"

"Alas, who called the old man a dry man."

"Then why did the old gentleman teach me?"

"The avenue is facing the sky, each going to one side, the road of the nobles is naturally open, and the nobles already have a plan in their hearts, not counting the hexagram's own road under their feet."

"Taught."

"It's all rhetoric, and it's all uncountable."

"My convoy is leaving, farewell."

"Goodbye, noble."

Zheng Fan got up, this time, he really left, he caught up with the carriage team in front of him and got on his horse.

Ah Ming turned his head sideways, holding a water bladder in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were a little red, as if he had been dotted with rouge.

Asked:

"Something?"

Zheng Fan didn't speak, but just thought that after entering the city, he would report that there were some agents in the secret spy department who came in.

As for whether it is useful or not, I guess it is really useless.

When Zheng Fan looked back again, sure enough, the old fortune teller and the down-and-out swordsman from before were gone.

"Ah Ming."

"You say, will anyone in this world be able to see who we are?"

"What does the Lord mean is that you can see that we are not of this world?"

Zheng Fan nodded.

"Just look at it."

"Is it so free?"

"Because it's useless to think too much."

"It's also, it's useless to think too much, but you still have to make a fortune early, if Lao Tzu also has 300,000 iron horsemen in his hands, Lao Tzu is estimated to be a Martian, no one will dare to beep, right?"

"Well, Lord wise."

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand,

Naturally, he helped Ah Ming wipe off the red "rouge" at the corner of his mouth.

Ah Ming was stunned and frowned slightly.

Zheng Fan looked at the red fingertips of his fingertips,

wiped the hair of the war horse under the crotch,

Road:

"You should save some drink, don't drink it all in one go, you will starve again."

"There are several barrels in the ice cellar under the fortress."

"Is this okay?"

"Absolutely."

"Actually, my actions just now were a little disgusting."

"You know, Lord."

"But seeing that you are so calm, I thought about deliberately disgusting you."

"Lord...... Wise. ”

…………

"I thought you were going to kill him." In the crowd, the down-and-out swordsman spoke.

The old man shook his head and said, "I really want to kill him." ”

"Because the boxes in that convoy are all heads?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"Because I can't see through him, this son's luck is hard to fathom."

"Then why not kill? He is a swallow man. ”

"Can't kill, can't kill, this son has not become a climate now, even if it becomes a climate in the future, it is difficult to say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, in the past, I thought about the layout of a few sons, and the right should be a pastime, now, no.

The old man's breath has not yet reached the time to vent, this breath will be thousands of miles away, and the old man feels panicked when he opens his mouth on this son. ”

"According to your qi refiners, in a chaotic world, there will be demons, does he count?"

"Count."

"This demon is in Yan Kingdom."

"You confirm that it is the blessing of the Yan Kingdom?"

"I can feel that you're kidding yourself a little."

"That's it, that's it, one generation is in charge of one generation, you and I, we are dry people, and we have to take a share of this flesh and blood identity, as for the future, let him go.

You're right, troubled times are coming, and demons are frequent, but it is still unknown how many can be incarnated as dragons. ”

"It's a pity, my sword, it's the same as yours."

"Yes, the old man's qi is too strong to open his mouth easily, your sword is too sharp, and it will be broken if you stab one person."

"Don't you move?"

"Wait, wait, the wontons just now are really delicious, and they taste at home."

"Another bowl? The silver given by the kid's side just now can be used for two more bowls. ”

"It's enough to eat a bowl, it's just a taste, and if you want to eat it, you can't eat it."

The eyes of the old man and the down-and-out swordsman looked at the wonton stall,

In the crowd, more than a dozen people suddenly came out, one of them was dressed in black, and the rest were ordinary peddlers and pawns, and directly surrounded the wonton stall.

In order to prevent causing a riot in the crowd,

The man in black opened his mouth and shouted:

"The Great Yan Secret Spy Division will arrest the spies of the Qianguo, and those who have nothing to do will retreat!"

The couple at the wonton stall were still squatting there at this time, still holding wontons in their hands, facing the secret spies around them, they didn't have the slightest fear, some were just calm.

The old man sighed and said:

"I'll just say, today's wontons have a very hometown flavor."

The down-and-out swordsman was silent.

The old man said again:

"Everyone, everyone has their own way, everyone, because of an identity, and has their own life, you say, from the time I found you to the present, have you ever regretted it?"

"There's nothing to regret, it's all their own lives."

"Yes, it's all their own lives, I don't like the Zhao family."

"I don't like it either."

"But I'm a dry person, it doesn't make sense, they are willing to die for the big cadre, and the two of us can continue to be fluttering and dashing, there is no reason for this, there is really no reason for this."

"It doesn't make sense."

The fan of the secret spy division hasn't stepped forward to take people yet,

When the two couples looked at each other and smiled, black blood flowed from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and their bodies had lost the slightest vitality.

Obviously, they poisoned the wontons they ordered.

They may be the Silver Armor Guards who have been lurking in the Yan Kingdom for a long time, but they may have recently discovered that something has gone wrong with their upper and lower lines, causing them to be prepared for their fate.

The blood had already dripped into the bowl containing the wontons, rippling away, and the clear wonton soup was faint of blood.

The old man in the distance,

Taking a deep breath,

call

It's got an inner taste.