Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Return of the Old Man

The ghosts were defeated and retreated, the Golden Horde was scattered, and the camp was in a mess but turned to safety.

Bao Yuanqian looked at the people around him who were choking on the gunsmoke, and he walked up to the Beifeng brothers and arched his hand: "Thank you two for your help, otherwise... It was really succeeded by those people. ”

What he said is true, just with these few brushes under his hands, Lu Gangfeng, the only one who can do some punches and kicks, is still injured, if there are no two brothers as the pillars to stop the two Zoroastrian masters, the success or failure of the matter is still two words.

Beifeng smiled: "Fortunately, there is no danger, you and I should have helped each other to meet the strong enemy, and there is no need to thank you." ”

Bao Yuanqian turned around and looked at the crazy old man, only to see that his weak withered figure was standing in the strong wind without being alarmed, just looking ahead with empty eyes.

The wind blew his goatee, he really had a three-point fairy-like temperament, Bao Yuanqian felt that he was very familiar when he first met him in Blackwater City, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Now the crazy old man shows his ability, he is really unpredictable, but he can guess, this crazy old man should be here for Zoroastrianism, but he.... Who exactly?

While Bao Yuanqian was thinking, he saw Zhang Shanduan in the distance leading people to look for people, the Zhao family brothers behind him were covered with blood, and the knives in the hands of Gao Shouzheng and Liu Sandao were cut and curled, with multiple knife wounds, it is not difficult to imagine the bloody battle of Fang Cai.

The two brocade guards saw Zhang Shanduan coming, and stepped forward to briefly describe what had just happened, and Zhang Shanduan cautiously stared at Bao Yuanqian, which made Bao Yuanqian feel very unhappy.

I worked hard to the death, and in the end I looked at Lao Tzu with this kind of gaze?

Zhang Shanduan walked up to Bao Yuanqian and said bluntly: "Bao Zongqi, give me an explanation for tonight's events, otherwise... I'm going to do business as usual. ”

Bao Butong glared and said, "You don't have eyes?!" If we hadn't fought for our lives, we would have been succeeded a long time ago! ”

He suffered a drastic change tonight, his father actually fled with others, his heart was already blocked, and he was questioned by people who did not trust, he didn't care who you were, and he shouted angrily to his head.

"Presumptuous! What are you talking about!? A small flag beside Zhang Shanduan drew a knife and pointed at Bao Butong, it was the donkey.

Bao Butong scolded with a hideous stick: "Fuck you, Lao Tzu is talking about you!" On weekdays, Suzhou Wei bullied us, and he didn't treat us as his own, come on! Today, the new hatred and old hatred are counted together, and let's see if Lao Tzu doesn't smash your dog's head with a stick! ”

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Shanduan's subordinates showed their long knives one after another, Lu Gangfeng and others were not to be outdone, and they all pulled out their blades to confront each other without waiting for Bao Yuanqian to speak, and now their honor and disgrace are tied to Bao Yuanqian, and they all have rods and scales in their hearts.

Even Gao Shouzheng on the side slowly retreated, and when he arrived at Bao Yuanqian's side, he gave Liu Sandao a look, and Liu Sandao also stood side by side with him.

For a while, the field was tense, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

The Zhao brothers were in the middle in front of the peacemaker, and separated two groups of people to persuade them.

The crazy old man didn't say a word, and looked at the group of infighting with interest.

Bao Yuanqian's eyes were indifferent, staring at Zhang Shanduan and his party, "Master Zhang, you are my old boss in the past, let me call you Lord Zhang again." People respect me for a foot and I am a foot away, and now that I am in Saibei, you still want to restrain me with the rules of Suzhou Wei.... Hehe... I don't know if you've heard a sentence? ”

"Will be outside, the king's order will not be affected!"

He pointed to the two Jinyi guards and continued: "Whether it is the Jinyi Guards or the commander, no one here wants to ride on my Bao Yuanqian's head as a prestige!" I say yes, I say no, then it is not, whoever doubts it is harder than whose fist is harder! ”

Uncle Bao ran away, he understood even more that it was useless to rely on anyone, he wanted to live for himself once, to pursue the secret behind himself, anyone here, in Saibei, don't want to bind him!

There is no identity in this Saibei, everyone is an equal identity, what hundred households are worthless here, here is the world of blood and fire, the rules of the jungle!

He endured the board in Suzhou, and he also endured the anger, but here, he will never let anyone do anything unfair to him!

"Now that the situation has been decided, what we should do is to clean up the mess, not fight in the nest, whoever stands in my way, don't care about me Bao Yuanqian turned his face and didn't recognize anyone!"

After he said that, he pulled Sa Renya and prepared to leave with someone, Zhang Shanduan watched a group of people follow Bao Yuanqian with all their hearts, thinking that this son was quite a climate, and he couldn't move easily, so he could only hold down his subordinates and let him leave directly.

Bao Yuanqian had just walked two steps but saw countless soldiers and horses pressed in front of him, many of them were Balhu people, but more of them were Nazara Yier's soldiers and horses.

I saw a horse rushing out of the black-pressed soldiers and horses, coming quite fast, running past Bao Yuanqian's side.

Bao Yuanqian's eyes were familiar with it, and his heart jumped violently.

I saw that the man stopped in front of the crazy old man, dismounted and respectfully handed out a gold-colored token from his arms, "Seniors, live up to the trust, the younger generations hurry up, and finally borrow the soldiers and horses of the Zara Yier Division, fortunately it's not too late!" ”

The crazy old man stroked his beard and smiled lightly, and as soon as he took his hand, Xiao Lan behind Bao Yuanqian lost his voice in disbelief: "Jiang... Brother Jiang!! ”

Before Xiaolan's words fell, her eyes burst out with tears in her eyes, and she jumped out with her hem and threw herself into the man's arms!

Bao Yuanqian was called back to his senses by this voice, he looked at the person next to the crazy old man, his beard was unkempt, his coarse cloth clothes had been weathered and he had lost his meticulous face in the past, but his face was even more depressed, it was none other than Jiang Wei, who disappeared after the siege of Wara that day!!

He was surprised and happy in his heart, he never expected that in the monstrous flames that day, Jiang Wei miraculously survived and appeared in front of his eyes!

Although he comforted Xiaolan in the past, he didn't believe it himself....

The soldiers and horses of this Zara Yi'er Department were originally brought by Lao Jiang, and he knew this crazy old man, so it seems that this crazy old man is very likely to have an inextricable relationship with Zara Yi'er's department.

Bao Yuanqian stepped forward quickly, grabbed Jiang Wei and looked up and down, and laughed: "Old Jiang, I really didn't expect that you are really an immortal little strong!" ”

Jiang Wei grinned with a stubble-covered face, "You are a good general, how dare I say goodbye?" ”

Bao Yuanqian patted Jiang Wei hard, "Good brother, this time it has helped me a lot, you and my brother will have a good career in the future!" ”

Bao Yuanqian's subordinates couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that Jiang Wei had brought back so many soldiers and horses, but on the other hand, Zhang Shanduan and his party had ugly faces.

Normal people understand that Jiang Wei and Bao Yuanqian are brothers in life and death, and now that they have brought so many Zha Yi'er soldiers and horses, the dominance of going to Helin in the future may change the sky.

Bao Butong raised his chin and gloated at the group of people who usually oppressed him, especially Zhang Donkey's purple pig's liver-colored face.

And Sa Renya on the side looked at Bao Yuanqian directly, her eyes blinked slightly, and her expression was complicated, but she didn't know what she was thinking.