"It's finally here!"

Looking at the three vigorous and powerful characters "Xiangyang City" written on the city wall not far away, Qin Shou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because he was afraid that the fierce guy would chase him, he could only choose some remote paths to rush to Xiangyang City, which could have been reached in one day by taking the official road, but he was stunned for three days.

It was already noon, and the sun was the most vicious, Rao is Qin Shou had a strong physique, and he was also exhausted by the scorching sun.

Qin Shou lifted his spirit and walked towards the gate of Xiangyang City.

Because it was a time of war, there were soldiers guarding the gate of the city, carefully checking the people entering and leaving.

The people spontaneously lined up in two columns to be questioned by the soldiers.

Qin Shou walked over to join the queue, and then observed the soldiers checking the people.

He found that the soldiers mainly checked something called Lu Yin, which was similar to modern ID cards.

Qin Shou was a little blind for a while, he was a modern person who had traveled through, where did he come from!

But soon he found a solution, and he saw a thief fishing in troubled waters.

So Qin Shou leaned over, led the thief's path into his hand, and then quietly waited for the investigation.

Soon, it was the thief's turn.

The thief respectfully bowed to the soldiers: "Officials have worked hard!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take the road out!" one of the leaders of the soldiers glared at him fiercely and shouted.

The thief tightened his whole body, and hurriedly reached into the placket to get the way, but after touching for a long time, he didn't find it.

For a moment, the thief was sweating profusely.

"Why, there is no guide?" asked the leader of the soldiers, with a sinister smile.

The thief hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Official, I have a way, but I just fell at home, let me go into the city and go home for you, Official!"

"Hey, hey, you still want to go home, come on, bring this person back to me, I suspect that he is a spy of Meng Yuanguo!"

The leader of the soldiers waved his hand, and two capable soldiers rushed up and restrained the thief.

The thief was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted injustice: "Official, you have been wronged! The little one is really a person from Xiangyang City, not a spy of Meng Yuanguo!"

"That's what Meng Yuanguo's spies said when they were caught, take them away!"

Seeing the thief being taken away by the soldiers, Qin Shou didn't have any guilt in his heart, and took the thief's path to the leader of the soldiers with peace of mind.

The leader of the soldiers saw that Qin Shou had short ear-length hair, which looked like a foreign barbarian, so he stared at him suspiciously, and then said coldly: "What's your name?"

"Hao Ren!"

Qin Shou said the name on the road guide, and then handed the road guide to the leader of the soldiers.

The leader of the soldiers took the guide, looked at it, and asked again, "Where do you live?"

"I live in Renshen House, C-shaped Lane, Vermilion Bird Street, Xiangyang City!"

Qin Shou was secretly glad that he had memorized the name and address on the road, otherwise he would have to go through the gang.

The leader of the soldiers closed the road guide, handed it back to Qin Shou, and waved his hand to signal Qin Shou to enter the city!

Qin Shou smiled kindly at the leader of the soldiers, and then entered Xiangyang City with brisk steps.

In the city, it is very different from what Qin Shou imagined.

The streets are wide, but they are not tidy at all, on the contrary, they are a little dirty, and there is a foul smell in many places.

There are a large number of refugees gathered on both sides of the street, all of them blinded and skinny!

Obviously, these refugees were brought by the war.

Qin Shou couldn't bear to see it, but now that he was unfamiliar with his own life, he couldn't do anything at all, so he could only lower his head and stop looking at them.

"Untouchables, get out of the way, get in the way of the uncle!"

Just as Qin Shou was walking with his head bored, an extremely arrogant voice sounded not far from his ears.

Qin Shou looked up and saw a rich man with oily hair and flour face kicking a refugee lying on the ground.

Beside the refugee, a seven or eight-year-old girl was begging bitterly, but was kicked several steps away by the rich boy and lay on the ground for a long time.

The refugees who were kicked were already weak, and now they were kicked so hard that they looked like they were dying.

The other refugees watched all this indifferently, and did not dare to stand up to stop the rich boy.

Qin Shou knew that if no one came out to stop him, a living life would be lost.

"Stop!"

Qin Shou no longer hesitated and shouted.

Hearing that someone dared to meddle in his affairs, the rich boy stopped kicking the refugees and looked up at Qin Shou.

"Yo, what kind of pariahs are you out of the middle of nowhere? Are you impatient?"

The rich boy saw that Qin Shou's clothes were in tatters, so he decided that Qin Shou was also a refugee in his heart, and walked in front of Qin Shou while scolding, and raised his hand to fan Qin Shou's face.

How could Qin Shou let him succeed, he kicked out directly, kicking him out several meters away.

The rich boy lay on the ground for a while before he recovered his breath, and after sitting up from the ground, he still looked dazed.

"Don't think that if you are a practitioner, He Ye will be afraid of you! Where is Martial Master Wang? Teach him a lesson!"

The rich son's gaze was fixed on Qin Shou, and only then did he remember that he had been beaten, and immediately roared loudly.

Martial Master Wang had already stood in front of the rich son, concentrating on Qin Shou.

He couldn't see Qin Shou's depth, and he couldn't make up his mind whether to make a move on Qin Shou.

Don't look at the rich boy calling him a martial artist, in fact, he is just an unpopular martial artist who has practiced a little three-legged cat exercises.

Now that the rich boy has given the order, he can only bite the bullet.

"Boy, report your name, save a lot of water and wash the Dragon King Temple, the family doesn't know the family!"

Martial Master Wang put on a posture and asked with great momentum, but Qin Shou heard a hint of timidity in his tone.

Qin Shou smiled faintly, then stretched out his hand and beckoned, "You can rest assured, people like me and you are not a family!"

"Give the face shameless thing, look at the fist!"

Martial Master Wang felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and immediately roared and rushed towards Qin Shou.

Looking at Martial Master Wang's little bit of wild path, Qin Shou couldn't help but shake his head, with this bit of strength, using the Kongming Fist against him is simply a gift!

Then, Qin Shou stood in place, and he didn't see any movement from him, so Martial Master Wang flew back upside down.

Before he landed, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and after falling to the ground, he was directly unconscious.

Martial Master Wang was also unlucky, Qin Shou was already angry in his heart, so he made a move with hatred and sprinkled all his anger on him.

The rich son, who was still triumphant, saw that his relying Wang Wushi could not hold up a move under Qin Shou, so he knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and he quickly got up and wanted to escape.

How could Qin Shou let him get his wish, he took a step forward, appeared next to the rich son, grabbed him by the neck, and picked him up.

"Well... Good... Han, Rao... Life...... Fate!"

The rich boy was frightened and incoherent.

Qin Shou glanced at him in disgust, and then said, "Send him to the hospital, if you can't save him, I will still come to you, get out!"

"Yes, yes, I will definitely ask the best doctor to treat him!"

The rich boy was pardoned, and hurriedly patted his chest to reassure.

Then, let the family members who followed him pick up the refugees and Wang Wushi, and crawled towards the end of the street.

Qin Shou shook his head, then turned around and left, he did everything he could, whether he could survive or not depended on the creation of that refugee.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he turned around, a figure followed him.