Now that Guo Zhaowei, the city lord of Night Rain City, Bao'er Lu He, and the heroes of the Black Demon Brigade had just sat down, and after the sky got dark, the raindrops fell from the inky sky like countless jade beads, knocking on this ancient city.

Bao'er was extremely curious about the weather in Night Rain City, her legs dangled under the high seat, and a pair of smart eyes looked at the dark rainy night outside the window, her mood was a little bleak, she was still young, and it was easy to be affected by this lonely rainy night.

Since the war burned to the second line, all third-tier cities, like Night Rain City, have become frightened birds, with curfews imposed at night and candles extinguished at home.

The huge night rain city is pitch black, like a dead city, every night, the chilling silence occupies the entire city, the slightest wind and grass will disturb the whole city, for fear that the sea clan gods will come over unknowingly.

Sitting at the wine table, the Crazy Knife and the others looked at the full of delicacies, their faces were dark, since they entered the city, all the grain and grass of the Black Evil Brigade were provided by Night Rain City, but Guo Zhaowei prevaricated the Crazy Knife with insufficient grain storage, and took the moldy and old grain for the Black Evil Brigade to eat, and even the pigs and sheep that died of illness were also pulled to the Black Evil Brigade room.

Crazy Knife once approached Guo Zhaowei because of this matter, and strongly asked for better food for the Black Evil Brigade, but Guo Zhaowei responded very strongly: "It's not that I don't change it, but I don't have it." ”

Even if the mad knife sees the city lord's mansion, even if it is a subordinate, it eats three times better than the black evil brigade, but there is no way, according to the military rank system of the Xingyue United Republic, Guo Zhaowei, the lord of a city, has the same rank as the brigade commander, and is directly controlled by the royal family, although the city lord does not have the strength of the brigade commander, but he has the tiger skin banner of the royal family.

Crazy Dao and Guo Zhaowei are provoking the authority of the royal family, even if they do, it will not be his turn, now Han Ming is nowhere to be seen, and the black evil group of dragons has no leader, so he must keep a low profile and cause less trouble.

The night rain is getting heavier.

Guo Zhaowei and the dog-headed military advisor sat at the wine table to persuade them to drink, but no matter what they said, none of the black warriors used chopsticks to drink, only Bao'er and Lu He, two people who didn't drink, ate two mouthfuls of food, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Guo Zhaowei and the dog-headed military advisor glanced at each other, their faces were a little ugly, Guo Zhaowei said a few cold jokes, and went straight to the point.

"Today, I specially invited Miss Bao'er and Lu Hegongzi over, mainly to discuss what price should be booked for the ticket price of the song and dance party. Guo Zhaowei's eyes swept over everyone's faces like radio waves, Bao'er looked surprised, a group of black warriors frowned in unison, only Lu He's face showed a hint of joy.

"Lord Castle, why do you charge for it?" asked Bao'er with a slight frown, puzzled.

The black group of heroes were all silent, they already knew in their hearts that Guo Zhaowei wanted to make a fortune, but it was not good to tear his face with Guo Zhaowei in public.

"Miss Bao'er, I'm tired of my brain, hahaha, isn't it natural for artists to sell their arts, and viewers pay for them? Why do you still ask me why I charge? Guo Zhaowei took a sip of the wine glass and drank it down, his eyes swept to the black warriors who were silent with black faces, and laughed heartily.

"But I'm doing a charity show. Boa argued again.

Guo Zhaowei's face was slightly displeased, and the dog-headed military advisor on the side glanced at his own city lord, knowing that it was his time to perform, and said with a smile: "I also heard that Miss Bao'er and Lu He Gongzi have performed many times before, and the feelings and enthusiasm of serving the country make me admire, but the charity performance is not a single Yuan Jing, and occasionally there is a song and dance party that is not a charity performance, which can be regarded as the reward for Miss Bao'er and Lu Hegongzi's hard work, presumably even if the above knows, there is nothing to say." ”

After that, the dog-headed military master glanced at Lu He, Lu He understood, and said before Bao'er: "The city lord thinks about us like this, if we are resigned, we really don't know what to do......"

"Don't!"

Just before Guo Zhaowei's face bloomed happily again, Bao'er, who had always been docile and lovely, suddenly refused angrily, she jumped down from her seat, shook her head and said: "Xizhou has suffered from war, the people are panicked, bandits are rampant, and countless people have left their hometowns and their wives are separated, in this case, how can you be ruthless and collect their Yuanjing again......

As she spoke, there were tears in Bao'er's big eyes, and the audience was slightly stunned when they looked at such a little girl who was usually innocent and cute, and seemed to know nothing.

Who would have thought that although Bao'er was young, the avenue of righteousness would stand so steadily, although the words still carried the squeamishness of a little woman, but the righteousness in the words made Guo Zhaowei and Lu He's dog-headed military division three people hot-skinned, like pins and needles.

"A charity performance is a charity performance, why do you have to charge......" Bao'er actually cried with a whimper after speaking.

The embarrassed smile on Lu He's face froze, and it was difficult for the dog-headed military advisor to speak again, Guo Zhaowei's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Bao'er and getting angrier the more he looked, and suddenly his facial features were slightly distorted, and his big hand slapped the table fiercely, and shouted angrily: "Shut up Lao Tzu!"

Guo Zhaowei is in the realm of war heroes, he has been in a high position for a long time, he has been angry for a long time, and his power is monstrous.

Bao'er was so frightened that she trembled slightly, her crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at Guo Zhaowei with a pair of big teary eyes.

Guo Zhaowei stood up from the wine table, stared at Bao'er with a pair of bull's eyes, and said sarcastically: "You are a useless little girl, what kind of noble pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu, you live here to eat Lao Tzu, use Lao Tzu, and don't want to make money for Lao Tzu?!"

Bao'er was so frightened that she retreated.

Madknife frowned and snorted coldly.

"What do you want to say?!" Guo Zhaowei sneered, his eyes were cruelly on the crazy knife and the group of black warriors, and said arrogantly: "You have 20,000 people who eat horses and chew horses here, and what do you want to say, don't think that Li Qingshan is great if you are stationed here, let me tell you, Li Qingshan, he can't control me, Lao Tzu wants to let you go out of the house, that's also a matter of one sentence!"

Crazy Knife's face turned red suddenly, he stared at Guo Zhaowei with a pair of slightly red eyes, and he wanted to stand up when he slapped the table, but he was pulled by the arm of the black demon warrior on the side, and a group of black demon warriors all endured the anger in their hearts, suppressed their indignation and shook their heads at the mad knife.

Even if they can be impulsive, but the 20,000 brothers under their command can't be impulsive, many of them are still seriously injured, and they still need a stable place to recuperate.

Guo Zhaowei saw that no one resisted in a group of black warriors, he laughed fiercely, his fierce eyes were aimed at Bao'er again, and he asked coldly with a mouthful of cold white teeth: "Do you agree or not?"

Bao'er Beiya bit her lower lip lightly, she looked at Guo Zhaowei with tears in her eyes, and didn't dare to say another word.

The audience was silent, Lu He hugged his arms indifferently to watch the show, the dog-headed sergeant sneered again and again, the black warriors all bowed their heads and were silent, and the rain outside the window was noisy.

Yikes!

A military boot stepped on the stairs upstairs, and the wooden ladder emitted a heavy *, followed by a person who lifted the curtain and entered, and said in an unruly voice: "What if you don't agree?!"

When this person revealed his full face, all the black warriors had their eyes wide open, and immediately their faces showed ecstasy, tears welled up in their eyes, and they got up and shouted, "Brigade commander!"

Lu He looked like he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open, Bao'er's original fear disappeared in an instant, and she jumped up excitedly and shouted: "Han Ming!"

This is a young man who is a little too young, although he can see that he is not very old, but his face lines are like a knife, a pair of black eyes are as distant and dazzling as stars, and the black military uniform is worn on his body very properly, and he shows a more upright posture, he does not miss the slightest momentum, but gives people a heavy and fierce momentum oppression.

This feeling made Guo Zhaowei feel cold, and he felt that he should have a delusion.

"You are the commander of the Black Evil Brigade?!" Guo Zhaowei narrowed his eyes slightly, he had heard of this young brigade commander, after the first battle of Baijing City, the commander of the Black Evil Brigade became famous in the first battle, and few people in the country had not heard of it, but he was not afraid, after all, he was a member of the royal family.

Guo Zhaowei's question, Han Ming didn't pay any attention to it, he walked to Bao'er's side with a big grin, rubbed the girl's head with his big hand, and then glanced at the group of black warriors with a cold face and reprimanded: "A group of big men watched girls being bullied, and they didn't speak?"

A group of black warriors were glared at by Han Ming, and their bodies were cold, after all, Han Ming's terrifying combat power had been proven again and again, and the crazy knife opened his mouth to say something, but was directly interrupted by Han Ming's more domineering sentence.

"The sky is falling, isn't Lao Tzu not dead? Even if Guo Zhaowei is beaten by you today, Lao Tzu can carry it down, as long as he doesn't beat him to death!" Han Ming walked to the wine table, pulled the bench where Lu He was sitting, and directly pulled him down with a chair, and then sat on the main seat vacated by Guo Zhaowei, and tore off a chicken leg with his upper hand and ate it in a big gulp.

As soon as Han Ming's words fell, Guo Zhaowei's eyes widened, and he blushed with an old face, but he didn't dare to say more cruel words, although he had a royal background, but when he encountered Han Ming, a powerful warrior who drank blood and ate flesh on the front line, he was still a little more afraid, and he could still scare and scare for the mad knife, but for Han Ming......

Han Ming only needed two or three words to scare him, and a group of black warriors heard their brigade commander's words, and the depression that had been suppressed in their hearts for so long turned into a refreshing breath all over their bodies, all of them sneered, clenched their gurgling fists, and looked at Guo Zhaowei with bad intentions.

Guo Zhaowei trembled, his face showed a hint of fear, his steps unconsciously retreated, he looked at Han Ming, who was eating and drinking, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Don't come nonsense, I'm on the same level as you, offending the royal family...... You think about the consequences!"

Ha!

Han Ming raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, took a long sip of wine, and then held his knees sideways with one hand, bent his back slightly, looked at Guo Zhaowei with a slight hint of sarcasm, and said one word in a cold voice, "Get out!"

Guo Zhaowei was clever, he was originally from the academy, and he became the city lord by relying on his relationship with the royal family, and he had almost never seen blood, where could he stand the oppression of Han Ming's momentum of killing gods, and the war heroes were also divided into three, six, nine, and so on, this Guo Zhaowei belonged to the goods that bullied the soft and feared the hard.

He was so frightened that his legs were weak, regardless of the night rain outside the window, he stepped directly on the window, leaving a cruel word and stepping away.

"You wait for me, wait for ......"

Seeing that his boss was gone, the dog-headed military advisor glanced at Han Ming in fear, and rushed down the stairs with a roll, because he was too anxious to pay attention to his feet, he rolled down, screaming again and again.

When it was over, Han Mingcai glanced at Lu He, who was sitting in his position awkwardly and didn't dare to breathe.

Lu He understood and ran down in embarrassment.

After the unpleasant people left, all the black warriors laughed heartily, sat down around the table, and all looked at Han Ming excitedly, with a stomach full of things to say, even Bao'er blinked at Han Ming, wanting to ask something.

Han Ming took the chopsticks and waved his hand, "Eat, drink, and talk about it when it's over!"

"Okay, come!"

"Hahaha, it's still motivated to follow the brigade commander, hahaha!"

"Come on,!"

"!"

A group of black warriors laughed and toasted together.

Guo Zhaowei fled back to his city lord's mansion like a lost dog, and after calming down, thinking of his embarrassed and cowardly appearance, it must be difficult to raise his head in front of a group of black warriors in the future, and a burning fire suddenly arose in his heart, and he roared with a dizzy drunkenness, "Come on, pick me up my cousin of the royal family." ”

Hearing the yelling of his city lord, the guards waiting at the door hurriedly went to report to the messenger, and soon after, a female messenger quickly walked into Guo Zhaowei's study and passed the microphone to Guo Zhaowei.