acT60: The wind blows the wheat waves and the blue brick high wall, and the hunting wind sounds. At the foot of the closed city gates, a group of people were arguing.

Yes, quarrels. The indifferent man's face was pale, and he was pointing at a strong militiaman and scolding, the militia was not to be outdone, and he squirted saliva on his neck, and the rest of the people sat at the base of the city wall and rested, watching the play with a complicated look; Mengfan's left cheek was a little red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, but his expression was very pleasant, sitting with Effie and Acne Girl, looking at the two who were foaming at the mouth, sneering; A corpse lay on its stomach in front of the arched bridge, the blood that had dried up from beneath it.

Half an hour ago, an old face poked out from the pheasant, and the indifferent man was ecstatic, waving his arms and shouting.

However, the way the owner of that old face responded to the indifferent man surprised everyone. The guy spat at the indifferent man, and then grabbed the militia who climbed up the tower and threw it out with great force, and the militiaman screamed, danced in the air for a moment, and then slammed it on the ground, kicking up a puff of smoke and dust.

Everyone was stunned.

"Get out!" The owner of the old face spat out a word, shook his head and disappeared from everyone's sight. Immediately afterwards, the screams of Xu Aifei and the acne girl tore apart the night with the dawn and morning light.

…… The militiamen were stupid, their legs and stomachs trembled, and they looked at the indifferent man with a stupid face, as if they had poured a basin of cold water on their bodies.

"Didn't you say this was your territory?"

"Didn't you say someone would answer you?"

"Didn't you say it's safe here?" Faced with the militia's questioning, the indifferent man became angry. He first pointed to the empty city wall and scolded, scolded for a long time and found it boring, turned his head and saw Xin Mengfan sneering frequently, so he slapped Mengfan hard with murderous aura, and then turned the gun to the militia who had more and more doubts.

So, in the glimmer of the morning light, a farce was played with gongs and drums, and the partners who had been involved in the revolution a few hours earlier turned against each other, packaging the most vicious language into various short sentences, and flying at each other like cannons.

Only two militiamen did not participate in the confrontation, one was the unlucky man who was left behind the wall, and the other was the militia who held the rope.

The leash militiaman's face was sad, he looked at the indifferent man for a while, looked at Xin Mengfan for a while, and stopped talking a few times, and finally turned into a sigh.

"I thought only women would fight with their hands on their hips." The acne girl yawned, and the tiredness of the night came well: "Why don't they fight." ”

"They're not men." Meng Fan pursed his lips and sneered: "I still felt a little underestimated him at night, but now it seems that he is still overestimated." ”

"Oh, you don't have to say a word." The leash militia sighed again and whispered, "Beware of him beating you again in a while." ”

"It's a shame that my aunt and grandmother still want to sleep with you, and you don't even dare to fart when others beat you as a woman!" Meng Fan changed his words, pointed at the militia with a confused face and scolded: "Get out, you don't have a chance." The militia was scolded by her, stunned for a long time, and muttered: "You, when are you my woman?" ”

"Shut up, it never will be." Meng Fanqiao's face was cold, and she bit her lip lightly, at first glance, it really looked like a little woman who had been bullied was angry with her man.

The expressions of the acne girl and Xu Aifei were similar to those of the militia, and it took a long time to react stupidly, and it was difficult to dismantle the stage, so they had to hold back a smile and look down at the ants, and awarded Xin Mengfan countless actress trophies in their hearts.

I have to say that no matter when, a delicate beauty with tears in her eyes can always awaken the deep desire to protect many men, even if the man is very cowardly.

Therefore, the leash militia couldn't sit still, and was a little dizzy by Mengfan's few words, and it was even more distressing to see her pitiful appearance, a trace of unbearable was piled up on a dazed and flustered face, and he got up and walked in front of Mengfan, raised his hand and wiped her non-existent tears.

"What do you want me to do?" The militia looked embarrassed, and what remnants of their sanity shouted in the depths of their hearts, 'She's not your woman!'

And the burst of protection also broke out of the shell, picked up the stick and smashed reason to the ground.

"You hug me." Meng Fan entered the play quickly, and just now he was scolding like a machine gun, and he was choked up in an instant, regardless of whether the militia agreed or not, his head leaned on the militiaman's shoulder.

On the other side, the eyes of several militia onlookers watching the scolding battle were straightened, and they looked at this guy in a daze, all with an expression of injustice.

Effie and Acne Girl moved to the side wittily, trying not to affect Mengfan's play, but Acne Girl was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so she threw a wink at the militia over there.

However, appearance is the primary productive force, and the militia, who was still envious just now, immediately turned his head and continued to look at the indifferent men and scolded them seriously, letting the acne girl waste her feelings in vain.

", a bunch of old bachelors!" The acne girl snorted angrily, but saw that Effie's eyes were straight on the side, and she looked at her, stupid.

I saw that Mengfan, who was leaning on the shoulders of the militiamen, adjusted the angle, and his red lips were close to the militiamen's ears, I don't know if he was whispering or what he was doing, anyway, the half-squatting militia suddenly began to tremble like an electric shock, and the rough hands that were originally embarrassed on both sides also trembled and surrounded Mengfan's slender waist, and there was a strange cry of suppressed comfort in his throat.

Sensei said that he hadn't been in the bloody militia for a long time, and even Effie and Acne Girl couldn't take their eyes off their eyes because of the red heartbeat stimulated by the glamorous scene.

After a few centuries, Meng Fan reluctantly sat up straight, with a crystal liquid hanging between his slightly opened lips, and his eyes were full of fire.

The militia, Effie, and Guli all swallowed their saliva, and goosebumps got on their bodies.

"Don't go back." A moment ago, the oversized Meng Fan was shy and scary, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes with water waves winked at the militia.

"Mmmm..." The militia took a deep breath, his chaotic eyes finally regained their brightness, he snorted heavily, held Mengfan's hand, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will look for a chance!" Meng Fan didn't say much, just enough to arouse the appetite of the militia, send a meaningful smile, and no longer make eye contact with him.

As if he had received some mission, the militia touched the root of his ear, thought for a moment, and got up and walked towards the indifferent man.

Effie and Guli's eyes widened and they asked in unison, "What did you do to him?" What did you tell him? ”

"See." Meng Fan turned his head and spit out saliva for a long time, and then his face was gone, and he sneered: "This time, I have to help Brother Jiu get rid of this guy, so that I can save trouble in the future." Effie and the two looked at each other, there was no way to guess, and they didn't know what idea Meng Fan had come up with.

The leash militia walked up to the indifferent man and whispered something, the indifferent man was stunned for a moment, and then stopped scolding, as if he was thinking.

After a while, the indifferent man beckoned a few militiamen over, and muttered together for a long time, although the militiamen had hesitation on their faces, but compared to the previous anger, they were much more peaceful, as if they understood whether they understood or not, and looked at the towering city wall with their necks straightened.

"What are they going to do?" Acne girl asked.

"Go up to the wall." Meng Fan smiled slyly and said, "What's the use of squatting here and arguing like a lost dog?" It's better to take action! ”

"Huh?"

"Leave it alone, we're captives, just see." Meng Fan blinked, sat up and looked at the opposite side of the arch bridge, and looked at all his thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Effie followed her gaze, and there was nothing but swaying the weeds.

"It's fine." Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "The sun is shining well today. ”…… The indifferent man discussed for a long time, and it seemed that the result of the discussion had been reached, a circle of people scattered, each carrying his bags and turning into the sandwich between the city wall and the moat, and the leash militia continued to hold the leash, taking advantage of no one to pay attention and squeezed his eyes with Meng Fan, with an irrepressible pride.

The three girls smiled at him very cooperatively, followed the sneaky team over the guardrail, and walked all the way along the base of the city wall, about three or five hundred meters, and stopped.

The indifferent man walked to the moat and looked at the city gate tower in the distance, a brick wall protruding from the middle blocked the view of the city gate tower, and the place where everyone stopped was a dead end.

"Up." The indifferent man waved his hand, and several militiamen glanced at each other and climbed up with daggers in their mouths.

"You too." The indifferent man hooked his fingers with the leash militia and commanded.

"Huh? Don't look at them. The leash militia asked.

"Tie them up, put them all on." The indifferent man didn't notice the change in the face of the leash militiaman, pulled out a piece of hemp rope from his backpack, tied the legs and feet of the three women, thought about it, and put a rope in his mouth.

"Hurry up, move a little quicker later." The indifferent man was all thinking about the city tower, and the militia in front had already climbed halfway, and when he saw that the bundle was completed, he hurriedly pulled the leash militia and ran over, as if he had the team of the spider-man.

Effie and Acne Girl are thinking about it now, and they dare to love the indifferent man, and the indifferent man plans to learn from Song Wine to engage in a sneak attack.

Also, they scolded under the city tower for a long time, and there was no reaction from the city tower, and there was not even a guard post guarding the wind.

The acne girl was quite emotional, and couldn't help but think of Song Wine, this guy seems to be an expert in doing these things, if Song Wine was here, he would have taken people to the city tower a long time ago, where would he waste time below.

The three girls were tied back to back, no one could move, turned their heads to watch the militiamen turn over the pheasant moat in turn, and at the same time began to worry about how to untie the rope?

"Buzz." With a rope in her mouth, the acne girl screamed inarticulately, and no one paid attention to her.

"Ahh The acne girl shouted again.

"Wave!" Mengfan touched her and motioned for her to keep quiet. Suddenly, something fell from above, fell into the grass with a muffled sound, and popped far away.

The three girls looked up, and the leash militia made a cutting motion, and then hurriedly disappeared behind the pheasant.

"Chili oil is high!" The acne girl had sharp eyes, and craned her neck to see the dagger falling in the grass.

"Stacking Nest Society!" Mengfan also responded positively, trying to express his meaning, and squirmed towards the grass.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sky is clear. On the city wall, several figures quickly sneaked towards the city gate tower; Under the city wall, a large lump of girls struggled to move, and the dagger not far away reflected repeated cold light; Outside the city walls, the swaying grass rattled, the blood-stained rags flickered among the grass, the grass waves spread out layer by layer, and the group of withered walking corpses faltered, greedily breathing the sweet smell of flesh and blood in the air.

Luo Yu squatted on a tree, covering his figure with the luxuriant branches and leaves, looking at the corpses rushing to the arch bridge under his feet, frowning.

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