The two wild dogs chased and ran, running through the streets of the city of Qizhou with joy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A big foot wearing a thick cow tendon wrapped steel plate with a boot and a large python leather cover steel wire mesh, commonly known as 'kicking the dead cow' combat boots, suddenly flew up and kicked the head of the wild dog fleeing in front. With a 'bang', the dog's head exploded, and the small stray dog flew up more than ten feet high, and fell heavily to the ground, spilling blood all over the ground.

The stray dog chasing after him shrank his tail in fright, and while urinating, he turned around and fled to the nearest alley.

The smell of blood spread in the night, and the stray cats and dogs that were chasing and playing, and the small creatures such as mice and yellow skins in the dark corners all stopped moving, and the surroundings suddenly became much quieter.

Several strong men dressed in black uniforms, lined with red cloaks, and with iron waist tags hanging from their waists, with a layer of red paint on them, walked out of the darkness. The leading man glanced around with a hint of murderous intent, and took out a bronze rod more than six feet long from the brocade bag he was carrying behind him, and inserted it heavily into the stone slab on the street.

A trace of flowing light on the bronze rod lit up, and a string of strange lines meandered and jumped on the bronze rod like a living thing, and a pale cyan light curtain quickly spread to the surroundings, connecting with the light curtains of the other three street entrances not far away, turning into a thin enchantment, enveloping a courtyard covering an area of more than 30 acres in the southeast corner of the city.

High around the courtyard, there is a strong man who is also wearing a strong suit and a red cloak holding a strong bow and a hard crossbow, quietly showing his figure.

The sound of the bangzi of 'Bangbang', the two men on duty at night rushed to the corner of the street, and a man in a strong suit took two steps forward, and shouted in a low and extremely stern voice: "The Tingwei Mansion acts, don't approach the idlers, get out!"

The two givers were so frightened that they trembled, subconsciously looked at the blood-colored cloaks on the big men, and hurriedly turned around and left.

The lights in the courtyard shrouded by the cyan enchantment are flickering, there is a faint ringing of tooth plates, and there are crisp and melodious female voices singing a poignant and amorous tune. Although it was already late at night, there were still faint voices of people in the courtyard, and there were more laughter and the aroma of wine and meat constantly wafting out.

A group of strong men wearing blood-colored cloaks, swords at their waists, and iron spears walked out of the surrounding street corners and quietly surrounded the entire courtyard. More than 100 strong men lined up in front of the main gate of the courtyard, respectfully hugging a man in a vermilion robe, who looked like a man in his thirties, with a little beard on his chin, quite handsome.

"Lord Zhou!" A strong man with iron armor on his upper body, obviously a step higher than ordinary strong men, respectfully saluted the red-robed man: "Is it to call the door, or to attack it?"

The red-robed man smiled slightly, and said softly: "Rebel and thief, you're welcome, what's the matter with the door?"

Before he finished speaking, the red-robed man pulled out a four-edged brass square mace from his sleeve and struck the air in front of him with a shaking hand. Listening to the crisp sound of 'pop', a fist-thick blue and red mixed thunder light burst out from the long gong and hit the door in front of it.

It was made of thousand-year-old iron wood in the deep mountains of Qizhou, which was a foot thick, and even the big wooden door that could withstand the impact of the city car was shattered, and countless palm-sized pieces of wood mixed with large and small wooden thorns flew towards the yard, and more than a dozen strong men guarding the yard howled miserably, and their bodies were pierced by broken wood like a sieve.

A little blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and a forty-year-old Xu man, who was lucky not to be injured by the broken wood, and whose left arm was broken at elbow, suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist and roared hoarsely: "Where did the thief come from? Touch your head, here is ......"

The red-robed man had already rushed into the courtyard, and when he saw the man drawing his sword and facing each other, he smashed it down without saying a word.

With a crisp sound, the smell of thunder and fire was scattered, the hundred forging horizontal knife in the hand of the big man was blown to pieces, his right arm was also blown to pieces, and his chest was even more damaged by the thunder fire, and his flesh and bones were blown up, and the entire upper body was a little smaller.

The big man fell to the ground silently, and the long hair hanging down on both sides of his cheeks spread out, revealing two blood-colored gold seals the size of eggs on his left and right cheekbones.

"Wow, let's just say that this Captain Wang is definitely not a good person. The red-robed man pointed to the golden seal on the big man's face and said with a smile: "The thief with the army of three thousand miles must be a mob that causes trouble in the local area, and if he is not carefully guarded in the barracks, he is actually left by his side as a confidant." Are there good people who are in the company of thieves?"

The brigade of strong-suited men broke into the courtyard and quickly entered the courtyard along the verandahs on both sides.

Only the big man in iron armor stood beside the red-robed man, nodded with a smile: "What Lord Zhou said is extremely true. In this wasteland, some reluctant villains always owe some reverence to Wang Fa, and it is inevitable to do all kinds of things that violate the law and discipline. ”

Having said that, the ironclad man's eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of disapproval.

Not to mention how many dangers there are in the 100,000 wilderness around it, just in the mountains at the junction of Qizhou and neighboring states, I don't know how many bandits are densely packed, and there are even giants like 'Zhensanzhou'.

If the state army in Qizhou only recruits the sons of good families as soldiers from the people, how can the combat effectiveness of these good families compare with these thugs who have committed serious crimes and have been exiled for thousands of miles? These thieves often have a few skills that are not bad, and it is very easy for them to stand out in the army, and it is only natural that they will be accepted as henchmen by the lieutenants of the state military academy!

In the barracks, as long as you can kill people and fight, you are heroes!

On the contrary, things like obeying the law, hehe, when the big knife is cut off on the head, who remembers this?

It's just that the red-robed man is a Shangguan who has just been airborne from the capital, and he is the top boss of the iron-clad man's boss, and he doesn't want to disobey him, but he follows his tone and pleases him.

"A nest of snakes and rats, rush in, control everyone, but if you dare to resist, you will be killed!" The red-robed man's slightly gloomy face showed a smug smile, he carried a copper shovel, and strode towards the backyard where the sound of tooth boards and women's singing came.

With a loud roar, hundreds of men in strong suits raised their iron spears one after another, formed a three-person team-killing formation, and broke into the backyard in great strides.

Suddenly, there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the huge courtyard, people screaming strangely, and even the bodyguards of the hospital drew knives against each other. There were powerful crossbow arrows in the air, and a terrible howl sounded in the courtyard from time to time, which was the courtyard was hit by arrows.

After a big chaos, after a tea hour, in the originally brightly lit backyard, the red-robed man sat upright at a square table with messy cups and plates, and seven or eight men were forced to kneel on the ground by the big man in the power suit with iron chains and a long sword around his neck.

More than a dozen maids and singers were driven to the corner of the courtyard, watched by five or six strong men, and they also knelt in the shadows tremblingly. There are timid maids crying and crying, tears continue to drip to the ground, and no one knows where this ruined family disaster came from.