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For example, Hu Yu's bloody state, in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, there will never be more associations, but in little Randall's view, it is linked to Hu Yu's "family" background, which is simply a child of a "big family" who has been suppressed for a long time and has found a way to vent indiscriminately.

It seems that this kind of thing is also a common thing among the nobles of the "big family", and it seems that only this explanation can best explain the state of Hu Yu in front of him, so little Randall smiled at Hu Yu with a gentle encouragement in understanding, as if he was not surprised by his state just now.

Feeling the gentle smile from little Randall like a breeze, suddenly, goosebumps came out of Lao Hu's body.

"It's ........ What the hell is this little Randall?!"

Thinking of the fact that when they first met, this guy wanted to let himself take drugs for his "ass", Hu Yu suddenly felt a chill.

"Could it be that this guy is also a good man?!" Lao Hu shook his head disgustedly.

The sudden episode made Hu Yu gradually ease down, and he didn't have the kind of panic that Fang Cai had for "killing and fighting".

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided! Let them go!", Hu Yu thought silently.

In fact, for the "Killing and Fighting Qi" exercise, in the early stage of cultivation, the cultivator's strength and ability enhancement are still extremely rapid, even several times faster than other cultivators, of course, the premise is not to lose yourself in the "killing".

"Ding", find the harm of "killing and fighting spirit", please cultivate yourself and don't lose yourself in it.

The prompt tone of the godhead happened to sound, and it seemed that he also paid more attention to the harm of "killing and fighting spirit", reminding Hu Yudao.

If you want to say that this godhead hints at "danger", it generally seems that only when the "danger" of Lao Hu's life is endangered, the godhead who cherishes words like gold will give a warning.

"Could it be that the harm of this "killing and fighting spirit" is so great?!"

"Self-cultivation, self-cultivation, do you want to eat fasting and chant Buddha?!" Hu Yu laughed bitterly and laughed at himself.

Suddenly, there was a bang from the top of the "cottage", interrupting everyone's thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke rose and the shouts of killing gradually became quieter, as if the battle was nearing its end, and according to custom, the "city defense army" had begun to light fires and burn the robbers' nests to put the finishing touches on it.

Uncle Wang, the henchman of old Randall, quietly walked up to little Randall and gently touched his arm, as if to signal something.

Although there was no verbal communication, it seemed that little Randall had understood it.

After a slight hesitation, but then as if with great courage and ruthlessness, little Randall waved his hands fiercely and commanded in a loud voice:

"With armband!"

Suddenly, about two-thirds of the "Alaide Chamber of Commerce" private soldiers quickly took out red armbands from their jacket pockets and immediately put them on.

The old Hu on the side looked confused, and didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the little Randall's gourd: "What's the use of this armband?!" and cast an inquiring look at little Randall.

It seemed that the situation was urgent, and little Randall did not respond to Hu Yu's inquiry, and then he suddenly burst out:

"Do it!"

It was too late, but it was too late, and all the private soldiers of the "Aled Chamber of Commerce" with red armbands actually picked up the weapons in their hands and slashed at the teammates who were also not wearing armbands around them.

For a while, on the battlefield, the golden light reflected by the sunlight on the weapon was intertwined with the blood that was cut and burst out of the blood vessels, and the battlefield that had just calmed down slightly set off a bloody storm.

The rest of the soldiers, who were not prepared at all, were cut to the ground one by one in a daze, and when they were dying, their mouths were still wide open, and their eyes revealed a glint of doubt.

"What's going on??!"

Hu Yu was also very surprised, he didn't know why little Randall was so ruthless to his subordinates.

"Kill them all, not one left!" Randall Jrandall continued to shout.

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At noon, inside the "border city".

The otherwise bustling streets were empty in the blink of an eye.

Groups of black-clothed people quickly surrounded the mansion of the deputy director-in-waiting, and the passers-by around hurriedly avoided and fled when they saw this, and no one wanted to be killed for no reason.

The pure black outfits were particularly dazzling in the dazzling light of noon, and these people did not seem to shy away from appearing at noon.

"Attack from the main gate!", when the man in black surrounded the mansion, the old man in military uniform led by him gave the order.

The white-haired old man had no disguise at all, neither masked nor dodging, but just stood straight there. If you identify it carefully, it is easy to see that he is the highest-ranking official of the "Aleide Chamber of Commerce" in the "border city": "Old Randall!"

"Could it be that old Randall finally made up his mind to attack Deputy Director Hou?!!

There was a loud bang, and the "battering ram" that was only used during the siege was smashed into the gate of the competent mansion, and suddenly, the gate that was originally extremely hard and could even resist several levels of magic was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the guards inside who did not react for a while were all turned into pieces.

"Charge, as long as all resistance is killed!!," said old Randall, who continued to give orders.

Patches of black guards rushed into the mansion in an orderly manner, followed by a burst of chickens and dogs, and there was almost no effective resistance in the deputy governor's mansion, and it didn't take long for the black-clothed guards to control almost every corner of the mansion, and it seemed that it would not take too much time to resolve the battle.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for old Randall to receive the report:

"Report, all personnel in the "house" have been controlled!"

When old Randall heard this, he was first overjoyed, but then he was puzzled: "Why is it so fast? What about that "old monkey"?

"There is no deputy director in charge of the house, only some old and weak women and children and family members, it seems that they are being transferred, and several 'marching carriages' have been seized at the back door!"

"Transfer?!" Hearing this, old Randall was startled.