When that golden light swept over everyone's bodies, Fang Hong could clearly see that most of the people's luck began to fade, and what was originally white quickly turned gray. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This made Fang Hong a little dumbfounded, his original plan was to use this magic power to strengthen the strength of the officials and weaken the strength of the bandits.

It's just that I didn't expect that these servants are not good things, and they have accumulated a lot of resentment. Only the old servant standing at the end had more merit than resentment, which increased his luck.

"Ahh "Because of the weakening of their luck, whether it is a servant or a bandit, there are frequent accidents. Either the knife slashed at his own person, or he fell under his feet. After a while, they were basically wounded and incapacitated.

But the old servant who has been standing at the back, he was originally feeding the horses in the fast shift, and he was waiting for the elderly, but today the incident happened suddenly, and there was a shortage of manpower, so he was brought in to fill the number.

His eyes were not very good, he couldn't see much at night, and during this street fight, although he lit a few torches, he was basically like a blind man. His ears are even worse, and he usually has to shout in his ear when he talks to people.

Of course, although he couldn't fight, he always had to pretend, so he pulled out his waist knife and waved it there indiscriminately. He was standing at the back, several feet away from the bandits, and no matter how long the knife was, it couldn't cut off people. He was also so happy that he wielded it vigorously.

However, all of a sudden, he felt empty in front of him, and he instinctively thought that the team was moving forward, so he rushed forward. If he gets separated from the big guy, then he will have to stay in this alley all night.

"Hoho. As he walked, he waved his knife indiscriminately, and he didn't dare to use his strength to do anything if he hurt his own people. "Next. He hadn't taken a few steps before the tip of the knife struck the eye of a bandit. The eye is a vital place, this was knocked by the tip of the knife, it was fatal, and the other party screamed.

The thief who was knocked in the eye, blood was flowing from his right eye, covered his eyes, and desperately retreated back. He didn't notice that there was already a man beside him, and as soon as his footsteps touched the man, his body became unbalanced and fell to one side.

To make matters worse, there was a man not far in front of him, who was not covered by the Judgment Technique, and was standing guard with his sword in front of him. In the darkness, he only felt that the knife in his hand seemed to have pierced something heavy, and with a "poof", a hot liquid rushed out and poured him all over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The old servant was also timid, thinking that he had knocked the knife on his own family, and kept apologizing.

Fang Hong floated in mid-air, seeing this scene, he only felt a little crying and laughing, at the same time, his heart couldn't help but sigh again at the weirdness and power of luck, if he lost his luck one day, I was afraid that the end would not be much better.

After sighing, he lost a few more judgment techniques one after another, this time he learned to be obedient, and he didn't expect the gang of officials to do so, so he directly released the judgment technique in the group of bandits.

In just a moment's effort, the gang of bandits became a mess on their own, most of them were injured by their own people, and a small number of them had just been drenched in cold water and were frozen to the point of illness. When the servants and the men raised the torches, they almost dropped their jaws when they saw that the bandits were all wounded.

"Oh, save Lao Tzu, are all of you dead?" Of course, it was not only the bandits who were injured, but also the first few officials, and unfortunately, Zhao Cheng was among them.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" the remaining servants hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhao Cheng up. At this time, Zhao Cheng had a big bruise on his head, and there were many shoe prints on his body.

"Damn, who pushed Lao Tzu just now, and dared to step on Lao Tzu!" Zhao Cheng's face was flushed, he was taking the lead before, fighting with that gang of bandits, but somehow, he was hit by someone and fell directly to the ground. And then, several people trampled on him, and if it weren't for his meat, he would have been trampled to death.

The officials looked at his miserable appearance and felt a little funny, but they didn't dare to speak, so they had to hold it in their hearts.

"Young master, are you alright? And when it was illuminated here, Agui also found Fang Hong, checked Fang Hong back and forth, and found that there was no wound, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can I be so weak, you see, this vulture has not been killed by me. Fang Hong pushed Ah Gui away, pointed at the headless vulture with a stinky face, and said proudly.

"Young master, you can't be so reckless in the future, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the master. "Ah Gui doesn't pay attention to him at all, what kind of vultures and vultures, how can the safety of the young master be important.

"Okay, okay, it's verbose, it's like a mother-in-law. Seeing that Ah Gui didn't care about his record at all, Fang Hong was a little interested.

This is the end of the vulture raids. The rest of the things were left to the servants to do, and Fang Hong saw that there was nothing to do, so he took Agui home.

The night passed quickly, and Fang Hong slept peacefully and happily because of mental fatigue, but the entire Changning County was in chaos.

Many families in the eastern part of the city have been looted by bandits, not only the family property has been robbed, the house has been burned, and even a lot of people have died.

Under such circumstances, the government could not do nothing, and hurriedly sent people to comfort the wounded and the dead. After all, the people who live in the east of the city have some status, and if there is a commotion, the officials in the city can't stand it.

"Bastard, it's just a bastard, what does the court raise you for, such a high city can still let bandits in!" He had been humiliated by the condor bandits last night, and if it weren't for his luck, he would have been in a different place now.

"Mingfu, my brother and I worked hard to catch all the thieves, you want to be angry, don't wait for me, you should ask Sun Ping. Because Zhang Yuming was about to be transferred, Zhao Cheng didn't have much respect for him, although he stood on the side, his tone was not soft at all.

The Sun Ping in his mouth is the head of the soap class, that is, the person who let the bandits into the city. After all, paper can't contain fire, and this matter has long been clearly explored by Zhao Cheng. (To be continued.) )