"Wait!" Luo Xiaohu, who was riding on horseback, watched the knights around him surround him, and immediately shouted loudly.

Hassan looked at Luo Xiaohu with contempt on his face, and his little eyes seemed to say: I'm scared when I think about it now? It's a pity that it's too late!

Luo Xiaohu looked at Hassan's underbeaten face, opened his mouth and said: "The casualties are too big to do like this, and I can't bear it, because I have arranged a place for almost every one of you, including your family, and after one death, one less person will make money for me, so you all have to work for me until I die."

Speaking of this, Luo Xiaohu shouted loudly to the people around him: "I am the lord of Weilong, and the grass that grows on this special ground belongs to Lao Tzu, and now it also includes the lives of you people!

Hassan looked at Luo Xiaohu with a cold face and disdain at first, but after listening to Hassan, he felt that the little highness in front of him was afraid that he had been immersed in his dream of power for too long, so that he had lost his mind!

How else would he say such stupid things? There are 800 knights on his side alone, and there are only 200 on his own side, and most of them are still a bunch of confused life mages.

"Ha, ha, ha!"

Hearing the end, Hassan was directly happy, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became, and soon his waist couldn't straighten up with laughter, and he raised his hand several times to point at Luo Xiaohu, but he laughed so hard that he couldn't even lift his hand, and when he got to the back, he directly put his hands on his knees and laughed straight out of breath.

Luo Xiaohu looked at Hassan like this, with a playful expression, like a cat teasing a mouse, quietly waiting for Hassan to finish laughing, and then said, "There is such a coke?"

"Your Highness, are you crazy? There are more than 800 knights on my side, and if I want, I can gather eight knights in ten minutes, I'm afraid that you can't even charge enough, why do you let us surrender?" Hassan blew a little bull to Luo Xiaohu with one mouth, there are more than 1,000 knights in total, where are there 800 knights?

Speaking of this, Hassan also turned his head to look at the sycophants who were following him, and when Hassan's eyes fell on these people, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart again.

Because Hassan saw that when some people faced the real lord, many people actually lowered their heads in fright, and the sycophancy was not as loud as in the courtyard just now.

Hassan knew that these people were frightened by the name of Lord Veron, and in their hearts, the teenage child in front of them was the Grand Duke of Veron of the Holy Court no matter what, and in the hearts of these people, even now, they still did not want to face the lord, and they were born a little shorter in momentum.

This thought made Hassan a little crazy, feeling that he had spent so much time trying to remove the name of the owner of Veron from these outsiders, but it was only at this time that he realized that his achievements were not as big as he imagined!

Luo Xiaohu laughed twice: "That's it......"

"Deu, get him for me!"

Without waiting for Luo Xiaohu to finish speaking, Hassan immediately roared, and immediately frightened everyone in the audience, and everyone looked at Hassan, who was blushing. The moment Hassan's voice sounded, a figure immediately burst out, and the whole body suddenly rose straight up from the mount and pounced towards Luo Xiaohu.

This person and Luo Xiaohu are only less than ten meters apart, and their speed in the air is very fast, it can be said that it is as fast as lightning, even if they are wearing a shiny chain armor, they don't see the slightest constraint, and their body is like an eagle that pounces on its prey in the air, rushing straight towards it with a roaring wind.

When this person pounced on Luo Xiaohu, the corners of Hassan's mouth curved, in Hassan's opinion, Luo Xiaohu's fate was doomed, and when Deu caught the grand duke, Hassan planned to take off the last pair of shameful underwear on the so-called Lord of Veron in front of everyone, and at the same time give this hairy child who has not grown a good moment, telling him what strength determines everything. At the same time, he also tells everyone that he is the real master of Weilong!

Seeing that Dewu, who pounced on Luo Xiaohu, was ready, all of a sudden, Dewu's body seemed to be caught by something in the air, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air.

Dewu, who was still solemn, lost his momentum just now in an instant, and the whole person hung in the air and kept kicking his feet, his hands were still swinging, just like a drowning person, although there was not too much panicked expression on his face, but he had obviously begun to struggle to get rid of his current situation.

Hassan's gaze was dull all of a sudden, Dewu was a good hand invited by Hassan with a lot of money, and his martial arts cultivation was the highest value that Hassan could hire, and now he was hung in the air like a dried duck, which really made Hassan a little unbearable all of a sudden.

Waiting for Hassan to come back, he turned his head to look at Luo Xiaohu's team, and immediately found the culprit who tossed his first master into such a thing, he was one of the two weird staff men who were riding behind Luo Xiaohu

Luo Xiaohu came back to his senses at this time, looked carefully at the chain mail man hanging in the air, and found that the eyes of this thing looking at him were obviously cold, and now he was hanging in the air, looking at himself with eyes like poisonous snakes staring at his prey, which made Luo Xiaohu feel very uncomfortable.

Taking his eyes off the body, Luo Xiaohu turned his head to look at the people opposite him, and found that most of them had opened their mouths to fit an egg.

Luo Xiaohu raised his right arm, raised a finger in the air very stylishly, gently hooked it forward, and said faintly without any expression: "Kill him, this person is so annoying! He is so ugly and dares to come over and scare me, if he doesn't die!"

With this expression and tone, Luo Xiaohu felt that he was forced to approach Brother Xiao Ma after saying it! He was almost fascinated by himself! Subconsciously reached out and turned the toothpick in his mouth, and then prepared to enjoy the frightened and frightened expressions of the people opposite.

"I'm coming!"

As soon as the violent gas bag heard that it was going to clean up the people, he immediately took out his square hammer and began to prepare to knock the man hanging in the air like a golf.

"You stay honest!" Luo Xiaohu glanced sideways at the gas bag.

If it was before, Luo Xiaohu wouldn't mind letting the gas bag hammer all these people into meatloaf, but now it's different from the past, in the future, Luo Xiaohu thinks it's better not to kill people like this, although it is quite relieving to kill, but now Luo Xiaohu's own sweatshop just opened is even more lacking in manpower, let these people work in the factory until death, even if this kind of punishment does not relieve hatred, you can beat it again when you are ruthless, why do you need to kill it all at once?

However, looking at the current situation, if you don't kill one or two, these people may not feel afraid even if they admit defeat now, and maybe they will have to find trouble for themselves when they go to the post of sweatworkers in the future, so Luo Xiaohu decided to use this black chicken to hack this group of monkeys.

"Ahh

Hanging in the air, there was a scream from the mouth of Dewu, which was like a fingernail cutting across the surface of the rock, which made the hearts of all the small traders and small workshop owners present involuntarily have goosebumps, and the next situation made these people even more frightened.

With Joya's gesture, a pale green light faded out of Dewu's body, and then extended to Joya's arm, as the light slowly 'flowed' out of Deu's body, Deu's body slowly shrunk, and began to slowly roll up, as if there was an invisible giant hand twisting Deu, as if to rub this living person into a circle, and at the same time squeeze out the water in the body.

What made these people even more frightened was that the chain mail on Dewu's body also changed with his body, being squeezed in the air, and slowly clumped together.

How much strength does it take to do this! Everyone present understands what kind of strength such a person is to be able to kill Deu like a chicken!

With Dewu's screams, the blood in his body flowed out of the seven orifices, and at first it slowly merged into a thin stream and dripped down to the ground.

During the whole process, Dewu's screams did not stop, and this sound made many people in the audience can't help but swing, and some of them are timid, and even their pants are wet.

Luo Xiaohu didn't have the slightest expression on his face, looking like a tyrant, but he was muttering in his heart: Damn, Qiao Ya, the old man, is too cruel, he has played a life siphon into a juicer, and the whole thing is too bloody, fortunately, I am prepared, or I have to look at the urine like these goods.

Bang!

Luo Xiaohu looked in the direction where the voice came from, and after seeing the person clearly, Luo Xiaohu's face couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

In Luo Xiaohu's opinion, the first to surrender should not be a knight, let alone a commander among knights, no matter how you say it, it has to start with civilians, a group of civilians with feces and urine hanging in the crotch of their pants in front of him have not surrendered, but the generals of the knights have surrendered, I have to say that this situation is a bit unexpected by Luo Xiaohu.

"Greetings to Bernard, Commander of the Knights of Veron, the Great Lord of Veron, His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Sepitero!" Bernard said weakly, as he dismounted and fell to one knee on the ground, striking his left chest with his right hand.

As soon as Bernard knelt down, all the knights who were originally standing on horseback were a little overwhelmed, these people, you look at me, I look at you, and then I heard a sound of armor clashing all around, and in an instant, more than half of the knights who knelt on the ground had already passed, and even the knights who were still sitting on horseback were at a loss, obviously not reacting.

At this time, Luo Xiaohu looked at a group of businessmen dressed like a circus, and thought in surprise: Yo drink! The small businessmen under the rule of buddies are harder than the knees of knights, and now almost all the knights have surrendered, but these goods are still standing, and no one has surrendered, don't look at these people's and urine have come down, but people still look like they would rather die than give in, it's really enough!

Before the thoughts in Luo Xiaohu's mind passed, he heard a pop in the field, and he saw that these people in colorful clothes were all sitting on the ground.

"Kill him for me, kill him!"

Hassan had lost his mind a little at this time, stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Xiaohu and shouted loudly at the knight who was still riding on horseback.

With Hassan's roar, some knights may be subconscious, or maybe they don't want to surrender in the first place, and they belong to Hassan's sworn friends who are determined to give it a go, in their hearts anyway, they are dead inside and out, it is better to fight, in case they catch the teenager in front of them, at least they have the capital to negotiate.

It's a pity that their abacus is too wishful, these people didn't expect that the war horse they stepped on only rushed out less than two meters, almost not started, with a series of crackling sounds, their body clearly came with a burst of pain, only to find that the arm of every knight who did not try to urge the war horse in an instant lost its strength, and hung weakly on both sides of the body, and the horse couldn't sit still, like dumplings in the pot, and fell straight to the ground. The life mages who have changed their names to Warlocks have collectively exerted their might.

The big thing is decided!

Luo Xiaohu looked at the surroundings when there was no one to stand except for himself, and his heart was surging, there were more than a thousand people kneeling in front of him, and everyone's life and death were determined by themselves, Luo Xiaohu felt for the first time that there was such a little bit of fun for the king.

However, Luo Xiaohu hadn't sighed yet, the head of the gas bag came over, and asked very disappointedly, "Who are we going to kill?"

It may be that the gas bag thinks that his voice is small, but now the quiet needle in the field can be heard, and the gas bag's voice immediately made a group of businessmen open their mouths and start howling.

"Wow, Your Highness, we were forced."

"Yes, Your Highness spares your life, we were all deceived by Hassan, this bastard."

......

Luo Xiaohu looked at a group of businessmen sitting on the ground crying like village women crying graves, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Luo Xiaohu didn't make a sound, these people howled even harder, as if they had arrived at the vegetable market, and they howled loudly one by one.

"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Luo Xiaohu said loudly: "Howl again!"

As soon as these words came out, all the howls suddenly stopped, and the vendors sitting in the arena looked at Luo Xiaohu with tears on their faces, waiting for this Grand Duke of Weilong to show grace.

But Luo Xiaohu is not in the mood, now Luo Xiaohu's heart is all on Hassan's net worth, and when he thinks of this, the pleasure of raiding the house immediately rises from his heart. (To be continued.) )