"Bang, bang!" Beiming smashed it with two fists, shouting while fighting: "Ada~~Ahhhh

The man was already a little stunned when he punched down, and he wanted to run his fighting spirit at the first time, but unfortunately, Beiming punched down again and directly smashed his head by half....

On the other side, Wu Tian was stabbed and finally cut off the head of the guard, and was squatting on the ground panting. Hong Xue and Xia Yue hurriedly ran over to bandage him.

The Nine Emperors looked at Kan Hongxin in the distance a little desperately, and found that he had been hammered by Paul, Kan Hongxin burst out with a strong fighting spirit to bounce Paul away, and then flew into the sky and just wanted to run, suddenly there was a very loud sniper rifle sound, Kan Hongxin's half of his body was blown away, and he fell straight from the air.....

The Nine Emperor Princes closed their eyes as if resigned to their fate, and from now on, he had nothing to rely on. In order not to be noticed by others, he divided his guards into five teams, all dressed in disguise, one team walked through a city gate, he didn't know that he was so targeted by Beiming and them, and said in a hoarse voice: "How did you find me?"

Bei Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "You so-called aristocrats, your arrogant attitude towards ordinary people can't be covered up by no matter how many layers of disguise you wear!"

The third prince smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I thought this was the most successful disguise in my life..."

Shui Ningxin immediately raised his gun and said, "Third Prince, let me see your hands!"

But the third prince ignored her, and then Shui Ningxin shot.

"Bang bang...."

A bullet struck him in the chest, his neck, and his head.

There was a "plop" and the dead body fell to the ground.

Shui Ningxin immediately ran over and kicked the long box to Bei Ming, then kicked the corpse of the third prince over, and said in surprise: "There is nothing behind him? I thought there was a teleportation magic scroll or something else." ”

Bei Ming looked at his corpse and said: "Since you dare to attack him, naturally you will not be afraid of the Yanyu Empire, if a person like him falls into the hands of enemy forces... It's better to die, I guess he's lived enough. ”

Beiming opened the box and determined that it was the scepter in the auction. So I said hello and told people to pack up and retreat!

After everyone left, they took the magic scroll and blew up this piece all over the place, in order to leave a magical breath and make everyone think that the magic guild did it!

When he went back, Paul and the old liar were in Beiming's car, and they had to go to Xia Yue as a driver, and Beiming went with him.

Still the gunner was driving, Bei Ming asked Paul on the side: "Old pervert, aren't you a magician?

Paul lit a cigarette with a proud face and said, "Don't you know? Who told you that a magician must add a magic shield and then stand there bombarding indiscriminately? The real strong man doesn't matter, he can fight in any way!"

"Ah, I don't know anything about magicians, is that really the case?" asked Bei Ming with a skeptical expression.

"Fart, listen to his bullshit. The old liar pouted and said, "There are a small number of magicians who can strengthen their bodies through magical elements, and release powerful magic in hand-to-hand combat, known as magical warriors. It's just that it's too difficult to cultivate, and there are relatively few people cultivating in recent years. ”

"Oh, I said. Bei Ming touched his chin and said: "I've seen the old pervert do it twice, and each time he goes up to fight hand-to-hand, I thought it was too troublesome for him to recite magic spells." ”

A few people chatted and deliberately went around the city for a while, and after making sure that no one was following, they returned to the city.

When they entered the city, they went back to the house, and when the old liar and Paul entered the city, they did not know where they were going. When we arrived at the Gege House, there were people from the Magic Guild waiting there. Beiming gave him the scepter containing the box after getting the 500 million Syracuse bank card, and the man didn't speak after checking it, and left directly.

Bei Ming's eyes rolled, and he began to think about ghost ideas again, and after the man walked away, he said to Wutian: "Wutian, how about we release the news that the Magic Guild has snatched back the scepter now?"

Wutian tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "You are really bad, you can think of this trick?"

"Isn't it a little too perfidious for us to do this?" said Shui Ningxin. She's always been a little disdainful of these intrigues.

"This is too much of a shaft, don't you, think about it, we and the Magic Guild are a hammer deal, he pays, we help with things, this life is over, it has nothing to do with us, he takes his Yangguan Road, let's go to our single-plank bridge." Beiming tried to enlighten her.

"That's what I said, it's a bit of a loss to do so. Xia Yue said.

Bei Ming shook his head and said: "My ultimate goal is to make the Magic Guild chaotic, as long as Lao Jiu is messed up, it is possible to have a greater right to speak! Only in this way will he have stronger capital in the future struggle for imperial power." ”

"Actually, you just have too little experience. Wu Tian sat on the table and said to Shui Ningxin and Xia Yue: "They don't have eternal friends in this kind of political-political struggle, let alone eternal enemies, and there are really too many things like stabbing in the back with a smile on the surface." Fu Tian said in the tone of a person who came over.

"Anyway, we don't understand this, maybe we just don't get used to it. Shui Ningxin shrugged and said.

Bei Ming looked at them and said: "If you don't say that you slaughter more dogs in righteousness, the people on the rivers and lakes pay attention to credibility and righteousness! Those so-called nobles are full of thoughts about roosters and dogs, or male thieves and female prostitutes." ”

"Then who knows, we haven't been in the aristocratic circle, only you know. Mourning Tian lit a cigarette and said.

Bei Ming slapped his thigh and said, "Just do it! Mourning heaven, you find someone you know, and spread all the news! I can't make Otis feel better!"

"Okay! no problem!" said Fu Tian and stood up from the table and beckoned to everyone, "Brothers, I haven't gone out to play for a long time, today Young Master Beiming paid to invite you to the tavern!"

"Okay, okay!" Xia Yue was the first to jump up in response.

Bei Ming was puzzled: "It's okay to invite everyone to the tavern, why did you go when you said this?"

The thief leaned his head over and said, "You don't understand this, Quan Bailan's best ability to spread news, and the information dealer who can collect news the most, is the owner of a certain tavern!"

"Oh... I see," Bei Ming nodded.