At night, Yang Hao and Zhao Si were arranged in the guest rooms of the main house. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The comfortable rooms are completely different from the accommodation on the border. It's just that he was used to sleeping on a hard bed and a simple environment, and suddenly changed to a comfortable room, Yang Hao was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Lying on the bed after dinner and tossing and turning, he always had the urge to remove the bed board.

"What a!"

Shaking his head helplessly, he turned over and got out of bed, and Yang Hao gradually felt a little sleepy in his old wheelchair.

At night, New North Street is very quiet, looking out through the window, there is even a pitiful amount of light, which is in stark contrast to the prosperity of the rest of the Golden City, probably due to the dark war between the Zhan family and the Marcus family.

Knock knock!

There was a slight knock on the door, Yang Hao came back to his senses and opened the door in a wheelchair.

The person who came was Zhao Si.

The young man looks like Yang Hao in the same situation, and he probably can't sleep.

"The bed board is too comfortable, I can't sleep!" Yang Hao smiled.

"Uh...... It's a little hard to get used to. Zhao Si scratched his head shyly and said embarrassedly.

"That's right, there's still nearly half of the incantation that I haven't taught you." Yang Hao smiled, rowed his wheelchair to the table, reached out and groped in the Sumeru bag for a while, and took out a small notebook and a pen.

The process of teaching incantations is very boring, and the construction of a mantra is a complicated pattern, and there is no shortcut to learning this kind of thing, only a little memory, and you have to practice diligently.

Fortunately, Zhao Si, this kid, has a super strong memory and enough perseverance, so in so many months, he has learned the basics of the incantation.

Yang Hao thought that by the time the incantation chapter was taught, with the talent of Zhao Si, it was estimated that the few mantras he had learned would probably be able to be comprehended.

If he could still specialize in it, it wouldn't be difficult to develop some auxiliary small spell marks.

After all, there is such a thing as a spell, except for those powerful spell marks that have been summarized for thousands of years, and it is not too difficult to assist in the development of small spell marks.

It is only developed and adjusted according to the specific situation of the user.

The time was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the night was already dark, Yang Hao looked up at the time on his watch, and was about to end tonight's teaching.

However, at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded.

A loud roar shook New North Street, and the wind from the aftermath rustled the trees, and at the same time there were bursts of shouting around them.

"Are you coming?" Yang Hao rowed his wheelchair to the side of the bed, and through the window, he saw that the gate of Zhan's house in the distance was lit up with firelight, and a little energy light was interspersed with it.

"A-3 light energy cannon, is there an army over there?" With the experience of garrisoning the Bar-Lev Line, Zhao Si is very familiar with all kinds of military equipment, and he can already judge the weapons that cause the roar by listening to the sound.

The short battle stopped after only a few minutes, and the arrivals failed to cause much damage to the Zhan family's side, and the sentry post outside was blown to pieces.

"Everyone is on standby, and no one is ordered not to pursue privately."

was pushed by Zhao Si to the place of the incident, and Yang Hao heard the loud voice of Zhan Ma from a distance.

"Uncle Ma! They're all riding on top of us! At the edge of the dilapidated sentry, a red-haired young man's face sank like water, and his voice was full of irrepressible anger.

"This is an order, not a consultation with you." Zhan Ma said with a calm face and a low voice.

"But ......"

The red-haired young man wanted to say more, but then Zhanma gave him a stern look.

The young man clenched his fists and fell silent.

The atmosphere around was a little depressing, and everyone was holding back a breath of anger, but no one stood up to question Zhan Ma anymore, and everyone was red-eyed and silently cleaned up the mess.

"Will you come again tonight?" Approaching in a wheelchair, Yang Hao asked Zhan Ma.

"I shouldn't be here tonight, it's been like this all this time, if we chase it out, we will probably be ambushed, if we don't chase it, they probably won't come a second time." Zhan Ma replied to Yang Hao, and said apologetically: "What happened during the day ......"

"Well! Don't care, that girl is too sincere, but I wouldn't interfere if it weren't for that. Yang Hao smiled and interrupted Zhan Ma's words.

"Thank you!" Zhan Ma was solemn and solemn, he had experienced the things of the gods, and he knew how strong Yang Hao's strength was, even if he was crippled now, it was not impossible to come and help block the Marcus family. For being able to get Yang Hao's help, he is grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Hao smiled, didn't say anything, and motioned to Zhao Si behind him to push him back.

Time flies, a week has passed in the blink of an eye, and Bishop Hughes has not returned to the Golden City, but the Marcus family will come on time every night to make trouble.

The time is not fixed, sooner or later, and two cannons are fired at the Zhanjia side from afar, and when the people want to chase it, they have already run away without a shadow.

This kind of secret war is not even a small fight compared to the night war on the border, at most it makes the people of this new North Street move out of fear, and the real blow to the Zhan family is probably more economic.

In this case, Yang Hao can be regarded as understanding why the officials of the Golden City would let the two fights alone.

Small fights, really not to the point of sending out garrisons.

In this week, Yang Hao let Zhao Si shoot twice and caught the two Marcus family members who came, but they were all inconsequential little minions, and in the end they didn't get anything useful.

Bang!

The familiar roar sounded, and it was the Marcus family who came to provoke again.

Yang Hao was a little helpless, this level of fighting, even if he wanted to help, there was nowhere to start. He can't just kill Marcus's house like this, if he really does this, he may be able to deal a heavy blow to Marcus's side, but the official estimate of Golden City should not be able to sit still.

Even if he has the status of a world citizen, he will not be able to escape the threshold of military service commutation.

"Master, do you want me to go out and have a look?" Behind him, Zhao Si looked at the firelight in the distance and asked.

"Go check it out! Bring a tongue back, although you may not be able to ask anything, so it's good to try. Yang Hao nodded and said.

"Okay!" Zhao Si answered, and hurriedly ran to his room to get equipment.

The time was fast, and rushing footsteps came from the corridor, not one person, but several people.

His brows furrowed slightly, Yang Hao didn't hear Zhao Si in these footsteps.

Bang!

The door of the room was vigorously pushed open, and Zhan Xin'er, who was a little pale, crowded out of the door with Zhan Ma and others.

"Lord Yang Hao...... No...... Oh no......" Zhan Xin'er gasped, her eyes were anxious, and her pretty face was covered with drops of sweat after running violently.

"Slowly, what's wrong?" Yang Hao's brows furrowed slightly, with some bad premonitions, but he still said slowly.

"Brother Zhao...... By...... was ambushed by the Marcus family, and now he and a small group of people in our clan are blocked in the New Taipei warehouse, I led people to rush a few times, but the Marcus family has long been prepared over there...... We ......" Zhan Xin'er said, her eyes were slightly red, and the clansmen she brought to the rescue charged several times, and several died.

Can you trap Xiaosi?! It can also block internal and external shocks...... The master of the Marcus family?!

Yang Hao's brows furrowed even tighter, and he didn't talk nonsense, his heart moved, and he shouted in a low voice: "Curse Seal: Earth Spirit!" ”