Wang Qi glanced at it twice, and some evil pictures couldn't help flashing through his mind, but there was no trace of color on the surface. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then the woman noticed it, and glared at her with a pair of warning eyes.

It was as if a mountain had slammed down on Wang Qi.

Moment!

Wang Qi's hands were propped up on the table all of a sudden, his muscles were constantly trembling, and his whole person was sweating profusely and looking embarrassed.

It's horrible!

Wang Qi has an intuition that he will definitely not be able to hold up a move in the hands of this woman.

Peerless generals! This woman must be a peerless general.

Wang Qi hurriedly showed an apologetic look, and the woman's gaze slowly moved away.

Is this the power of the unequaled generals?

Just at a glance, he can make himself powerless to resist, and he is not known how many times stronger than the witnesses in the national arts.

This is just a female military general who doesn't know the name, what if it is those military generals who have left their names in history? How powerful should it be?

I don't know who this female military general is, don't look at her cute appearance, but it doesn't mean that she is stupid, she has no vigilance, she can show her true face and beauty and walk alone, she must have enough confidence in her own strength.

"Shopkeeper, hurry up and serve me food and wine." The female military general changed the table and sat down lightly before shouting coquettishly.

Wang Qi didn't stay long, got up and went out, and when he walked outside the door, he looked at the double-headed hammer on the ground, it was really a terrible heavy weapon, and the entire one-meter-thick bluestone on the ground was completely smashed.

After leaving the hotel, Wang Qi went directly out of the city gate and went all the way to the place where He Qi fought with the Yellow Turban.

He has now embraced Dan, and the road of national art is almost over, and as for the realm of Gangqi, it is just a legend in the world of Huang Feihong.

Even if there is really a realm of gangqi, compared to the unparalleled battle qi of this world, it is also a difference between earth and sky.

Wang Qi is ready to look for an opportunity to fight on the edge of the battlefield or something, his purpose is to increase his strength through killing and increase his strength to the limit.

"Kill ......"

Wang Qi soon heard the sound of the two sides fighting in the distance, the sound of war drums, the neighing of horses, and the constant roar of people.

Looking for a mountain bag, Wang Qi took out a military telescope and looked at it, and the battlefield was divided into two camps, each forming a huge battle formation, strangled together.

A white tiger and a yellow dragon were manifested in the sky, tearing each other apart, just like a myth, and the visual impact on Wang Qi was more shocking than any movie he had ever seen.

I don't know who led this Yellow Turban, but they were able to fight with He Qi without falling behind, and the battle formation changed from time to time, and they seemed brave and strategic.

After Wang Qi observed for a while, he touched in one direction.

Not long after, a camp specially placed by the Yellow Turbans for the wounded appeared in front of Wang Qi's eyes, and people kept carrying the wounded in and out.

Wang Qi waited on the periphery for a while, and a person who looked like a small leader of the yellow scarf appeared in his sight, this person seemed to have something urgent, hurriedly came to the camp, and passed by Wang Qi without realizing it.

Wang Qi picked up a submachine gun equipped with a silencer and raised his hand to shoot.

Puff puff puff......

After a series of muffled gunshots rang out, the little leader of the Yellow Turban was only slightly injured, and the bullets didn't even enter his body, all of them were caught in the muscles, and then he rushed towards Wang Qi with an angry face.

Wang Qi threw the gun in his hand on the ground, although he had already guessed it, he couldn't help but try it, ordinary guns are not as threatening as a bow and crossbow in this world.

Seeing that the little leader of the yellow scarf was about to open his mouth to shout, Wang Qi turned around and ran, and accidentally dropped a gold bar on his body.

The little boss immediately shut up, as if he was afraid of attracting others, so he picked up the gold bar and chased after him.

Wang Qi sneered in his heart while running, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Soon the two of them left the camp and came to a place where no one was around.

"Boy, you're going to keep running." The little leader of the Yellow Turban observed for a while, and when he saw that Wang Qi looked like a weak scholar, he looked hideous and walked over, "Hand over all the gold on your body." ”

Wang Qi suddenly laughed, the calm air shook slightly, and a pair of hands had already grabbed the wrist of the little leader of the Yellow Turban.

"...... you" The little leader of the Yellow Turban looked incredulous, and before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain hit him, screamed, and lost consciousness in front of him.

Wang Qi searched the corpse of the little leader of the Yellow Turban and found a gold bar, some dry food and a token.

There is a word "wave" written on the token, Wang Qi is thoughtful, this Yellow Turban commander should be Bocai, who has defeated Zhu Jun in real history, no wonder he can confront He Qi undefeated.

After changing the clothes on the little leader of the Yellow Turban, Wang Qi changed his body, disguised himself as the little leader of the Yellow Turban, and swaggered towards the camp of the wounded and sick.

After the yellow scarf guarding at the gate of the village saw the token that Wang Qi took out, he didn't dare to put a fart, so he let him in.

Wang Qi first inspected a circle, and found that in addition to the guards at the door, the rest of the camp were basically all wounded soldiers, and the treatment methods were also relatively special.

Those who drank the talisman water quickly relieved their pain, their wounds healed quickly, and they could return to the battlefield after a day or two of rest.

Wang Qi had no choice but to find that he was still thinking too simply, the power system of this world is varied, and many magical things are not legends, but real.

Since there was no way to sneak attack and assassinate, Wang Qi simply found a place where no one was, returned to the African mercenary base of the night service building, and asked people to make a bunch of time bombs for him, and then returned to the camp.

After placing the bombs in each part of the camp one by one, Wang Qi walked out leisurely.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A large cloud of explosive flames engulfed the entire camp, and the aftermath of the explosion was even detected by He Qi and Bocai, who were fighting in the distance.

Bo Cai was in a hurry, and hurriedly sent the elite Yellow Turban wrestlers around him back to check, and He Qi looked overjoyed, and constantly commanded the soldiers to rush up to compress the space of the Yellow Turbans.

Wang Qi quickly walked away from this camp, changed his clothes and left, but he was not a little excited, but looked sad, it turned out that he didn't get any killing power just now, what was going on?

The people killed with modern gunpowder didn't give any benefit at all, and Wang Qi, who couldn't figure it out, had to smile bitterly and find another way.

He will definitely not join the army of the princes, the battlefield confrontation is too dangerous, the battle array devours people as if there is a pair of invisible hands to erase one by one, and there are unparalleled generals, killing people is like mowing grass, and entering the battlefield before the strength is not enough is to find death, even if he can cross it, it cannot guarantee safety.

Just after Wang Qi was far away, he unexpectedly met a person.

It turned out to be the female military general who was in the restaurant before, she rode a tall horse and swept past Wang Qi quickly.

This horse Wang Qi didn't know what breed it was, carrying the female military general and the terrifying weight of the double-headed hammer as briskly, and it was almost out of sight in the blink of an eye.

Wang Qi just breathed a sigh of relief, and the sound of horses' hooves behind him turned back.

"Wait a minute."