The soldiers in the private fighting city have always turned a blind eye, they can't control it, and they don't bother to care, but they can't ignore the private fighting with the knife, and they must be strictly managed, one of these people is counted as a whole is registered, and there is an upper limit on how many people die accidentally every year, which is called the index in the mortal world, if the people who die every year exceed the index, they will be punished, and the relatives will be whipped, and the heavy one will be executed, so as soon as this kind of knife case occurs, the patrolling soldiers who are hanging and angry immediately roared and became angry。

"You two dog mongrels, do you want Lao Tzu's life? Lao Tzu won't kick you to death!" The leader is called Gao Yue, a majestic warrior in his thirties with a beard and stubble, with big hands and feet, standing there like a bear, and giving Lao Zhangtou and Wang Er a kick fiercely.

Lao Zhangtou and Wang Er were beaten all over their bodies, lying on the ground and screaming, and they still had the strength to scream, indicating that the injuries were not serious, and Zheng Xian's figure disappeared.

"You dogs, just watch the two of them move knives? Seeing the two of them die? You fucking hold back and want to see Lao Tzu's jokes, don't you? Fuck your mother, give Lao Tzu a beating!"

The soldiers listened to the order, shouted in unison, and the tiger rushed down the mountain towards the ruffian who woke up in his sleep and had not yet figured out what was going on, followed by the screams of oops, no one dared to escape, this city is so big, the military master wants to beat you, you can run this time, you can't run next time, when the military master is comfortable, this disaster will naturally pass.

Fighting back? That's simply looking for death, in this Xuantian City, no one has dared to be disrespectful to the military master for decades.

Moments later, the proletarians were beaten to the ground, screaming and begging for mercy.

These soldiers look very fierce, in fact, they are very serious, these proletarians are in poor health, there are some minor illnesses on their bodies, and they may die in three or five days after an old fist fight, the meaning of their existence is to help the immortals of the land gate take care of the population here, they can't be less, they can't die, so their positions are basically thick places, and they are guaranteed to make you hurt, but they are guaranteed not to be fatal, and they don't leave you too many dark wounds, so that they can get up with a violent beating, basically take a breath and get up.

However, these beaten proletarians all understand one truth, they can't get up immediately after being beaten, and they have to sigh and scream, otherwise they will have to go back to the cage and be beaten again. The more miserable the screaming, the fewer beatings they will take, this is the experience accumulated by the fourth-rank slaves of Xuantian City over hundreds of years.

Gao Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead, some people think that they are born to love to beat people, but in fact, they don't really like to beat people, what is the meaning of beating people? It is simply a physical work, and if you punch down, the other party will hurt, but won't your fist hurt? Kick it down, don't you have to exert effort? Although these officials are not short of food, they also have a number, and if they work hard today, shouldn't they eat more at night?

Gao Yue spat and smeared, walked to Wang Er and Lao Zhangtou, squatted down and looked at Wang Er's bloodied shoulders, tore his clothes and glanced at them, and then grabbed a handful of fragrant ash-like medicine foam, and slapped it on Wang Er's shoulder wound with a snap.

When Wang Er stopped, Gao Yue stared at him and Lao Zhangtou with round eyes and said: "Lao Tzu doesn't care which of you moves first, and it doesn't matter what you do, in short, if anyone moves the knife in Lao Tzu's jurisdiction again, Lao Tzu will peel his skin, you all know that Lao Tzu has three indicators every year to show the public, and the three pillars that belong to our part of the square are empty, if you two want to be nailed like a string and have enough of ten days and ten nights of torture, just do it." Lao Tzu doesn't pity you at all. ”

Wang Er's chicks nodded again and again like pecking rice, and so did Lao Zhangtou, which had already formed a routine for them.

confiscating the kitchen knife, Gao Yue glared at the proletarians who fell to the ground, and snorted coldly: "There are still two days left in the Dream Ceremony, Lao Zhangtou, you should also go to Mengxiangtai, right? In these two days, no matter which one of them dies, you just wait for Lao Tzu to concoct you! led a group of people away, and only a group of proletarians lying on the ground were left on the long street.

Seeing Gao Yue and them come to the end of the long street, they turned a corner and disappeared.

The sound of oops, oops, immediately stopped.

Wang Erchang sighed and said, "Damn, it's really hard to scream like this! Lao Tzu can understand why those bitches in the village are lying motionless on the bed and don't say a word." ”

Wang Er was stabbed in the shoulder, and the blood had already coagulated at this time, and the fragrant ash-like foam was very powerful, not only able to coagulate, but also had the effect of analgesic and sterilization, and Wang Er's shoulder was numb at this time and he couldn't feel pain.

At this time, Wang Er's big eyes glared at Lao Zhangtou, with a fierce look on his face, "Old thing, did you take the wrong medicine?

Old Zhang Tou sat up from the ground at this time, he was very surprised from just now, no matter how Gao Yue and his men beat him, he didn't feel too much pain, at first Lao Zhang Tou thought that Gao Yue took care of him and then pondered that it was not like this, his old Zhang Tou was probably old, his skin was thick, and he resisted beating, in short, this fat beating was not a big problem for him at all.

At this time, hearing Wang Er scolding him angrily, Lao Zhangtou suddenly jumped up from the ground, pounced on Wang Er, opened his mouth and bit Wang Er's neck, clicked, and directly bit off a piece of skin on Wang Er's neck.

It's not that Lao Zhangtou is not sure to speak, but that the proletarians around him are going to start when they see Lao Zhangtou, and they all hold down Lao Zhangtou, if his hand is slower, Wang Er's neck will be opened with a big hole.

Lao Zhang's hair was frantically struggling in the hands of more than ten proletarians, "Wang Er, you bear day, Lao Tzu is going to tear you apart today!"

However, Lao Zhangtou slowly felt that the inexhaustible strength in his body began to gradually exhaust, and after a while, Lao Zhangtou was like a deflated ball, without a trace of strength up and down his body, soft, and the muscles and flesh of his body were in severe pain, and the slightest touch would burn the fire as if it was about to tear apart.

Such an old man, even if no one pressed him, he couldn't move, and the whole person was lying there with only gasping for breath, and even gasping was hard.

The guys who were firmly pressed on the old head felt the most obvious, the old Zhang head was like a wild dog before, and the whole body was hard, and at this time the old Zhang head was more docile than a sheep, and the whole body was soft.

A group of people looked at Lao Zhangtou like a carp on the shore, snorting and panting, all of them were stunned, and then they all panicked, some of them fanned Lao Zhangtou, some of them held down Lao Zhangtou, and some of them panicked and knelt down for Lao Zhangtou and couldn't stop chanting Grandpa Zhang, you can't die...... and so on.

Even Wang Er, who was about to rush up and play with Lao Zhangtou, was stunned, Gao Yue said that if Lao Zhangtou died, they would all have to eat melons with him.

Wang Er can't take care of his neck anymore, he is anxious to turn around, under normal circumstances, Lao Zhangtou is dead, but not now, if Lao Zhangtou dies, the higher the account has to be counted on him, the human pillars in the square are not a joke, a total of one hundred and eight pillars, every year to be stringed, in the past, whenever someone was pierced with a wooden stick through the anus and strung out of the mouth to string into a column, they all went to watch, seeing the chrysanthemum nervous, the mouth was nervous, the stomach was colic, but it was also a kind of fun, the one hundred and eight pillars full of human stems two days ago had just been vacated, he didn't want to be the first unlucky guy to be strung into a column。

At this time, someone went to get water, and even got food, a mouthful of water poured into Lao Zhangtou, broke the bran paste and soaked it in water, turned it into porridge, and then poured it in, after a while, Lao Zhangtou's appearance was better, and a group of people breathed a sigh of relief, they are now gritting their teeth one by one, eager to tear this old thing apart, but unfortunately they can only hate in their hearts, and they can't vent it, and they have to do everything they can to keep this old thing alive in the past two days.

The more Wang Er thought about it, the more he held his breath, he was now bitten on his neck and missing a piece of skin, and he was stabbed on the shoulder, and he had to serve this old thing, before his father and mother went to the Dreamland Terrace, he didn't care about it like this, in fact, he didn't know when his father and mother went to the Dreamland Terrace, during that time, he was selling his family's house and enjoying himself in the casino.

This old man looks like he is about to die, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like he is pretending, he can't beat or scold, and he has to get him food to support him.

"It's really fucking unlucky, old Zhangtou, where did I fucking offend you?

At this time, a bald head next to him patted his thigh and said: "Fuck, how did I forget, this old Zhang Tou is Li Si's second uncle, a few years ago, there was a conflict between the family, and Li Si didn't get along with each other, Li Si didn't want to help him before, but this old Zhang didn't pee Li Si at all, and over time, there was no contact." ”

Wang Er also slapped his thigh when he heard this, this thing was done, and it was not unreasonable for this old man to play with him.

Zheng Xian left from the corner at this time.

At the bend not far away, Gao Yue also left with a dozen soldiers, they were afraid that these boys would make some moths again, and now they can see that things will not change anymore, so they left, but they still sent a soldier to stay behind and watch them.