"Zhao Gongzi is so majestic, since even the officials of the imperial court dare to order people to kill at will."

An Chuxia stood there awe-inspiring, and asked in a clear voice: "You are going to rebel now, open the city gate to meet the enemy army, regardless of the life and death of the people and soldiers in the city."

Your father, who was the commander-in-chief, knows.

Scold! Even if he doesn't know that your son has done such a treasonous thing, how will he, the commander, explain to the imperial court, and what face will he have in the face of the soldiers in Nanning. ”

Every question in the early summer of An was loud and deafening.

"Who are you to dare to talk to Young Master Ben like this, come on, kill this stinky woman for me, kill her!"

Zhao Kui was annoyed and embarrassed by An Chuxia's questioning, looked at her fiercely, and shouted loudly.

The pus on his face was squeezed by his hideous face, and more yellow pus flowed out, which was extremely disgusting to look at.

The people who follow Zhao Kui, how can there be anything good, usually relying on Zhao Kui and his fatherhood as commanders, the fox is pretending to be a tiger, and he is used to being powerful.

Seeing that An Chuxia was only carrying a few people behind him, and hearing the words of the gold lord who usually took them to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, he did not hesitate to raise the big knife in his hand and slashed at them with an evil face.

"Stinky woman, dare to provoke our Young Master Zhao, I will send you to see the king of Hades today."

Deng Qiguang looked at Zhao Kui and ordered someone to kill An Chuxia and them, showing a sinister smile, thinking that this idiot was still a little useful.

Song Chunlin wanted to step forward to help, but was dragged by Xue Dagui, "Don't be in a hurry to go up to help, don't forget, Zhao Kui is behind his father Zhao Jing'an."

Let's take a look at the situation first, and then go up and help this girl get out. ”

Song Chunlin didn't want to have infighting in the army at this time, so that people with intentions would take the opportunity to make Nanning City even more chaotic.

Zhao Kui had hundreds of people behind him, but everyone saw that there were only a few of them in the early summer, so they didn't all go up.

Only the first thirty or forty men slashed with knives.

Zhao Kui and the people he brought with him all thought that these people were enough to dismantle An Chuxia and chop them into mashed meat.

But when they saw something, the girl foolishly stretched out her hand to stop her, and the two husbands of the prefect's family and the tall woman who followed behind her went to help.

Only let the man who had just cut off Wu Daleng's head deal with thirty or forty people by himself, and he was instantly submerged in the middle by the besieging people.

"Hahaha-"

"That attendant must have done something to provoke him, his stupid mistress.

Look at that stupid woman, she didn't let people go up to help him, this is to watch him be chopped into meat by our people! ”

The people behind Zhao Kui thought that Ling Feng was An Chuxia's entourage, and because he annoyed An Chuxia, he was pushed out to death by her stupid master.

Jiang Zhirou and Leng Shanshan looked at her incomprehensibly, and An Chuxia looked indifferent, ignoring their confusion.

I only looked at Ling Feng, who was fierce and ruthless, and slashed at the vital point of the human body with every move.

When An Chuxia saw Ling Feng cut off the man's head just now, he knew that he was a ruthless character, and he stopped Leng Shanshan and they didn't let him go up to help.

Not for anything else, just to deter the generals of the Nanning Army who were watching over there.

There are more people fighting, and there is no such deterrent.

On the field where people got out of the way, blood splattered and stumps flew around.

And the people in the middle, with scimitars in their hands, continue to harvest the lives of those people.

Although An Chuxia felt that Ling Feng had the ability to strangle these people, she didn't expect that it would be so clean and neat, plus a little cruel.

She narrowed her deep eyes slightly, thinking to herself what kind of person could cultivate such a subordinate.

Who is Shi Yu and what is his identity......

At the time of the incense, thirty or forty people, all who did not die, lay on the ground and wailed, crying that they had become, either with broken hands or broken feet.

Vicious! Ruthless enough!

Ling Feng didn't avoid being covered in blood this time, he stood there like a bloody man, the red blood on the scimitar fell into the dirt drop by drop, and the people watching were cautious.

Deng Qiguang squinted his eyes, looked dangerously here, jealousy flashed in his eyes, and then said something to a soldier next to him.

The soldier hurried towards the place where the commander lived.

Zhao Kui and the people he led looked at Ling Feng with fear in their eyes, who was dripping blood all over his clothes, if they weren't worried that they would be bitten by flying insects, they would festered and died.

They longed to put Hot Wheels on their feet and fly to the edge of the sky at once, never wanting to see this murderous devil again.

"You... You... You've killed so many people, yes... It's going to be disposed of by the warlords! Zhao Kui's voice trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said.

Jiang Zhirou said sarcastically to Zhao Kui and the others: "Heh! You are only allowed to be a rebel, shouting and killing at us, and you are not allowed to fight back.

It's really only allowed the state officials to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lamps, and this double standard is really shameless. ”

"You... You are presumptuous! My father is a first-class commander-in-chief, and you are just a fourth-grade prefect, and you dare to speak wildly in front of my son. ”

"That's it, what can you do?!" Jiang Zhirou has grown up since she was a child, and there are very few people who can make her angry. At this time, the father and son of the Zhao family, who had heavy troops, could not do anything about the bad things they did in Nanning City.

It had already soared her anger to the ends of her hair.

It's just that she has no one in her hands, and Zhao Jingan is obviously not afraid that she will complain to the court afterwards and completely ignore her, the prefect of Nanning.

She can't use the prestige she has accumulated in Nanning City to lead the people and the Zhao family father and son who hold the military power to be tough, causing unnecessary casualties.

Now that I see Zhao Kui eating deflated, Jiang Zhirou will still be used to him.

Not to mention that Zhao Kui and the others were shocked by the hand sent by An Chuxia, even Song Chunlin and Xue Dagui, who began to see An Chuxia not letting people go up to help, were also shocked.

He has been at the border for so many years, and he has never seen a ruthless person who killed so many people by one person, and the method is so accurate, there are very few people who die on the ground, and most of them have become disabled with broken hands and feet.

And the person who did it could still stand there, with only a few scratches on his body, oozing blood outward, one can imagine how good this person's kung fu and killing skills are.

An Chuxia had all kinds of medicines prepared for her by Mu Tan, and she handed a small white porcelain bottle to Xi Wen, "This is gold sore medicine, you go and stop the bleeding from Ling Feng's wound." ”

He took out another bottle, poured out a red pill, and handed it to Ling Feng, the bloody man who walked over, "This is a medicine that replenishes blood and improves qi, and it will help you recover your exerted strength." ”

"Thank you, Lady!"

"You swept these people for me, I should thank you!" An Chuxia's face was soft and said with a smile.

For his own people, An Chuxia has never been stingy.

She took out this red pill, but even Wen Qingyi felt sorry for what she had given to others, which showed how precious the medicinal materials needed to make this pill were.

(End of chapter)