Suddenly, a corpse flew sideways, and the four lieutenants, who were already crippled bodies, were directly smashed to the ground by this sudden scene. Fortunately, the other few people were okay, after the deputy who had his legs broken was knocked down, his legs, which were already uncontrollable, rebounded after smashing on the ground, directly fainting from the pain of this guy who is recognized as the most painful in the North Gate.

Ma Yongning was actually not comfortable, more than a dozen evil servants were already very close, taking advantage of Ma Yongning's move to turn around and throw people, there were no less than five sticks in the gap between the act of cutting off his arms, and smashed them all at Ma Yongning, even if Ma Yongning was a veteran who had been in the army for more than 20 years, he couldn't withstand such a wild bombardment, so he could only retreat quickly and avoid the attack, even so, his back was still suffocated.

In the city lord's mansion, in the side hall.

Lin Shaohua, who was light and breezy, suddenly smelled a faint but fishy pungent smell, blood? !

Maybe this kind of smell is not clear to others, only veterans who have really devoted themselves to the army and immersed in the sea of corpses and blood for decades have this sense of smell, of course, it is also mixed with these seven points of keen intuition about the war. If you can tell by smell alone, then when people get up early in the morning to kill a chicken, do you still stupidly put on armor and weapons, and rush out of the camp?

Lin Shaohua turned his head to look at the main seat, Huang Zhonghe's face was as usual, his brows were furrowed, and he was grinding the jade pendant on his waist and looked at him and Zhao Wenwen with slanted eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

If others heard this faint smell of blood, most of them would think that these dozens of knife hands were buried outside the hall, but when the jade pendant held by Huang Zhonghe smashed heavily on the ground, dozens of knife hands swarmed up, and he was chopped into meat puree in an instant.

Lin Shaohua naturally didn't think about it, first, although Huang Zhonghe was powerful in this Xinji City, he still dared to kill the ministers of the state government, and second, there was no existence in this Xinji City that could send Lin Shaohua to the underworld with just a few dozen knives.

It's just that Huang Zhonghe used the qi machine combined with the city lord's mansion formation to block all the external news, Lin Shaohua really couldn't guess the source of this bloody smell, so he had to lower his head and continue to drink tea, and at the same time, a wisp of qi spread silently from under his feet.

Huang Zhonghe was keenly aware of Lin Shaohua's qi flow at the first time, and a wisp of breath also spread under his feet and rushed towards Lin Shaohua's breath.

Lin Shaohua picked up the teacup and nodded lightly to Huang Zhonghe, smiling or not.

Zhao Wenwen, who was sitting opposite Lin Shaohua, hurriedly picked up the teacup when he saw this, and after glancing at Lin Shaohua fiercely, he quickly adjusted his state and flattered Huang Zhonghe.

The current Huang Zhonghe has no time to deal with it, this guy who has been immersed in the big dye vat of officialdom for decades and still can't figure out his brain, just stares at Lin Shaohua. This is the most direct fight between him and Lin Shaohua for so many years, and for so many years, in fact, both sides have a lot of concerns, and there has not been a real battle.

Two breaths, one white and one yellow, were rampaging in the huge palace, tossing and turning, and they had already collided more than ten times in just one breath.

Lin Shaohua's face was expressionless, Huang Zhonghe smiled playfully, although Lin Shaohua said that he was from an extraordinary background, he was not a qi practitioner after all, and dozens of qi and breath confrontations seemed dangerous, but in fact, it was just Huang Zhonghe's unilateral play of the cat to catch the mouse.

There were constant noises in the room, and Zhao Wenwen wanted to turn his head to look, but he was sweating profusely and his endurance was on the verge of limit, so he was really not allowed to make any drastic moves, even the tea just now, it was just a small sip of disapproval, and now Zhao Wenwen could only close his legs tightly and try to endure it, trying not to let himself completely collapse here. A pair of palms that are naturally placed on the armrests on both sides seem to be relaxed, but they are actually very hard, after all, only half of the fart is placed on the seat, which is really torture.

The huge palace was empty, and the three of them were all at war, and none of them had any good feelings.

The city lord's mansion is not clean, and the front of the city lord's mansion is also very dirty.

Xue Wenxuan, who was originally killed by Ma Yongning, had retreated back into the door, and when he was about to plant the steps, he was suddenly held up, that person was dressed the same as Xue Wenxuan, and he was also dressed in a rich outfit, but he was a little more noble than Xue Wenxuan, and even showed a yellow finch picture on his clothes

The human race is powerful, the territory covers dozens of states, and the grades are also different, but the control of the color and grade of clothing is inevitably a little stretched, but the golden yellow is still not something that ordinary people are worthy of wearing, and the status of that person can be seen.

The man's fingers grabbed Xue Wenxuan, and without waiting for him to react, he whispered in his ear: "City Lord order, kill." ”

The sudden appearance of the person and the whispered words in his ear exploded in Xue Wenxuan's mind like a bell, and the shocked Xue Wenxuan forgot to breathe for a moment, and his two eyes stared at the bastard who was looking for death outside the door.

There is only one word echoing in my head, kill!

Prevent me from being glorious and rich, and I should be killed!

Xue Wenxuan, who is only submissive on weekdays, actually has the pride of drawing a sword and killing people.

Seeing Xue Wenxuan's distraction, the middle-aged steward slammed his shoulder, directly waking Xue Wenxuan up, and then said fiercely: "This is the opportunity that the old steward earned for you with half a lifetime of incense, what to do without me teaching you." ”

"No..." Xue Wenxuan, who shouted loudly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then deliberately lowered his voice and whispered: "No, Xiao Xue thanked Brother Qi here." ”

The middle-aged steward who was called by Xue Wenxuan to be Brother Qi's eldest brother let go of the arm holding Xue Wenxuan, and patted him on the shoulder instead: "Brother Xue was rich that day, don't forget my brother." ”

Xue Wenxuan heard this, nodded like pounding garlic, and agreed: "That's a certainty, that's a certainty." ”

Brother Qi said goodbye, saying that he wanted to go back to resume his life, so he left in a hurry.

Seeing Xue Wenxuan's distraction, the middle-aged steward slammed his shoulder, directly waking Xue Wenxuan up, and then said fiercely: "This is the opportunity that the old steward earned for you with half a lifetime of incense, what to do without me teaching you." ”

"No..." Xue Wenxuan, who shouted loudly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then deliberately lowered his voice and whispered: "No, Xiao Xue thanked Brother Qi here." ”

The middle-aged steward who was called by Xue Wenxuan to be Brother Qi's eldest brother let go of the arm holding Xue Wenxuan, and patted him on the shoulder instead: "Brother Xue was rich that day, don't forget my brother." ”

Xue Wenxuan heard this, nodded like pounding garlic, and agreed: "That's a certainty, that's a certainty." ”

Brother Qi said goodbye, saying that he wanted to go back to resume his life, so he left in a hurry.

Seeing Xue Wenxuan's distraction, the middle-aged steward slammed his shoulder, directly waking Xue Wenxuan up, and then said fiercely: "This is the opportunity that the old steward earned for you with half a lifetime of incense, what to do without me teaching you." ”

"No..." Xue Wenxuan, who shouted loudly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then deliberately lowered his voice and whispered: "No, Xiao Xue thanked Brother Qi here." ”

The middle-aged steward who was called by Xue Wenxuan to be Brother Qi's eldest brother let go of the arm holding Xue Wenxuan, and patted him on the shoulder instead: "Brother Xue was rich that day, don't forget my brother." ”

Xue Wenxuan heard this, nodded like pounding garlic, and agreed: "That's a certainty, that's a certainty." ”

Brother Qi said goodbye, saying that he wanted to go back to resume his life, so he left in a hurry.

Seeing his respectful Brother Qi go away, Xue Wenxuan twisted his neck, spat thick phlegm on the ground, and muttered viciously: "Garbage thing, the first thing Lao Tzu did was you." ”

In the distance, Steward Qi quietly pressed his palm, and the more than ten servants with knives and axes hidden in the corner also slowly lowered the weapons in their hands.

A lewd man with a thief's eyebrows and a rat-faced face at the front threw the heavy big knife in his hand to a servant behind him, and then bent down and trotted behind Steward Qi, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Chief steward, how can this kind of good thing be thrown to the Xue family's garbage in vain, it is better to hold it in our hands safely, and the city lord will definitely not treat the chief steward badly at that time." ”

Those who hold real steel to forge knives and axes are much stronger than those with sticks and dog legs commanded by Xue Wenxuan.

"Besides, these are the credit of the chief steward."

Hearing this, Steward Qi suddenly stopped, turned around and slapped the man in the face, and the strength was so great that the lewd man directly took off and spun around for most of the time before falling to the ground.

"Bastard thing! Do you want to kill me? ”

The lewd man lay on the ground, just whimpering and not daring to speak.

Steward Qi was angry, but he made up for it again before he said, "Kill Ma Yongning?" When the city lord comes out of the main hall, you fucking say, do you want to kill me to vent the anger of the surnamed Lin, or kill the surnamed Lin for me. Then he stomped on the head of the lewd man and spit: "Fuck you want to die, don't pull Lao Tzu." ”

What the hell is Lin's surname? If you die here, the city lord will have to roll up and get out. Compare Lao Tzu with them to count a ball.