The footsteps of the City Patrol Division were getting closer.

A loud shout came from outside the teahouse on Sanming Street: "Who is the madman making trouble here?" If you don't come out quickly, you will be arrested, there is still a glimmer of life in the court, otherwise you will be imprisoned in the prison, and Guan Er will be 108,000 years! ”

Ooh!

108,000 years!

A cold young man's voice came from the teahouse: "What a great majesty, 108,000 years? Your Excellency really dares to think of it! When you say big things, you really don't know if the wind flashes your tongue, but it doesn't matter, does it? Anyway, after 108,000 years, your Excellency will only have a handful of loess left......"

The voice laughed again: "No, maybe there is no loess left!" So even if you say a big thing, it doesn't matter, after all, who would bother with a handful of ashes? ”

Although this passage was ridiculed, it was said interestingly, and for a time it caused scattered laughter in the crowd of onlookers.

The laughter dispersed, and a silver-armored military attache who was running in front of the soldiers of the City Patrol Division immediately opened his eyes angrily, he was angry, and suddenly roared: "Shaft! ”

With a roar, the man picked up a spear in his hand.

This spear is a real and superb magic weapon, and as soon as it is lifted by this person, the wind immediately blows around it.

The laughter of the crowd of onlookers immediately stopped, and some quietly ducked behind the crowd, and a large part of the damaged houses applauded excitedly.

"Good!"

"If the lord makes a move, the thief will die without a place to be buried!"

In the accompaniment of the various sounds of the crowd, the spear was like thunder and lightning, carrying a long tail of wind, whistling through the distance of space and shooting into the teahouse.

After entering the teahouse, the spear seemed to have eyes, and suddenly turned around in a rapid way, and turned sharply to the right—

After all, the troublesome young man in black did not sit directly behind the door of the teahouse, but sat in the right corner of the door of the teahouse.

This position is impossible for the spear to attack if it does not turn after entering the teahouse.

And right now, this spear is through the door, and the steering is still so silky at a long distance, which shows that the silver-armored military attache who appeared at this time is really not a weak person.

Sure enough, those who can enter the City Patrol Division and become a general always have some real skills.

At the same time, the scales around Song Ciwan appeared, and he received a cloud of anger: [Human desire, the anger, passion, and calmness of the congenital second-turn martial artist, one catty and seven taels, can be sold. 】

Obviously, this qi came from the silver-armored military attache of the City Patrol Division.

Song Ciwan's heart was racing, and when he saw the excitement and calmness in the commentary of the scales, he couldn't help but laugh softly again.

People are so angry, but they can be calm in anger and passion, it can be seen that sometimes, you really don't believe some people's anger.

In the eyes of others, I saw the young man in black sitting in the corner of the teahouse, facing the spear that suddenly shot angrily, he didn't dodge or dodge, but he actually chuckled.

This kind of arrogance, this kind of scene, there is a strange resemblance to everything that happened when the martial boss punched before.

It's just that the punch of the martial boss was easily countered by the black-clothed young man with one finger, and the shot of the silver-armored military attaché, can this young man easily defuse it?

This process is a long story, but in fact, everything happens in an instant, and people don't dare to blink their eyes, just staring at the black-clothed boy in the corner.

The spear roared, shattering the window lattice of the teahouse, and like an angry dragon, it came to the black-clothed young man and shot straight at his door!

The people in the teahouse glared and covered their ears.

The crowd on the long street was either tiptoeing or stretching their necks, struggling to look through the tattered teahouse window and see everything behind it.

At this moment, the young man in black stretched out his hand again, as before.

It's just that last time the boy only stretched out one finger, but this time, it was two fingers that were stretched out.

Two slender fingers, like chopsticks, are gently clamped.

Clipped!

These two fingers, which looked very slender and beautiful, lightly caught a spear of the best magic weapon that shot angrily.

When the spear came, it was like thunder and lightning, the sky was dark and the wind was wild, and the window lattice of the teahouse was shattered into pieces and fell in a slurp.

When the spear was collected, it was as clear as the Haiyan River, and the wind and waves were calm.

The two fingers between them didn't look like a spear with the best magic weapon to kill, but like a child's toy!

The spear was held in Song Ciwan's hand, and her two fingers turned slightly, and at the moment she actually turned the spear between her fingers.

Outside, at the same time that the spear was captured, the silver-armored military attaché, who was following closely behind the spear and striding towards the teahouse, suddenly stopped.

He was standing right at the door of the teahouse, stepping on the threshold of the teahouse.

However, he didn't have the strength to step into the teahouse anymore, because at the same time as the spear was snatched, his own qi stagnated.

If the artifact is taken away, its original owner will inevitably suffer great damage.

The silver armor attaché's face turned pale, then his eyes widened, and then he froze in place, his lips furrowed.

Puff puff!

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

And not only his mouth was bleeding, but his eyes, ears, nostrils, etc., were also bleeding!

The so-called seven-hole bleeding is like this.

The silver-armored military general shook his body, and the soldiers of the city patrol division behind him rushed up, helping people and shouting.

The onlookers were almost silent, only the silver-armored military general waved his hand reluctantly, and said with difficulty while vomiting blood: "Transmission, release the golden signal light talisman, quickly!" ”

On the long street outside, a lieutenant who looked like a lieutenant of the city patrol department tore off a bamboo talisman from his waist and quickly set it on fire.

Bang!

The rune light flew into the sky in an instant, and the explosion of the bamboo rune resounded throughout the city, and the golden rune light illuminated half of the sky of this small city!

This is the Xunguang Talisman, which is a kind of emergency communication from the imperial court.

Once the golden light rune is lit, it indicates that there is a huge crisis above the god level in the city.

The silver-armored warrior of the City Patrol Division is himself a martial artist in the late stage of the innate second turn, and in a small county-level city, this kind of cultivation is actually enough to be called a top figure.

At present, when the young man in this teahouse shoots his magic weapon, he can easily take away his magic weapon with his bare hands, and his strength should be at least above the transformation of a god.

As for the higher, the silver-armored warrior didn't dare to speculate at all.

And Song Ciwan in the teahouse, after a gun was turned, she stood up with a gun in one hand.

Ooh!

A breath was heard.

The spectators in the teahouse immediately stuck to the wall, wishing that they would turn into pieces of paper and embed themselves in the wall behind them.

At the door, several soldiers who were supporting the silver armor military attache immediately made a move to dodge with their superiors, and the silver armor military attache stopped the dodge of his subordinates, reluctantly raised one palm, exhaled and said, "You...... Who is it? What is the purpose of making such a disturbance in the city? ”

I saw the young man in black sigh softly.

(End of chapter)