On the ground, there was a pile of iron rods the thickness of a five-foot thumb.

Yang Lichao looked at this scene in amazement, these iron rods reflected a cold light, with circles and circles of lines on them, and they looked very strong.

Judging from the color and texture alone, this thing must be unusual.

The same goes for the people around you.

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, "This is a weapon conjured up by the Lord of the Stove." ”

And those grains generally appear out of thin air.

"Could it be a heavenly immortal weapon, it looks very hard."

How much should this be worth, some people are thinking in their hearts, I am afraid that it is a priceless treasure, after all, it is a divine weapon.

"This is a weapon, try to take advantage of it," Liu Zhenhua glanced at the rogues, getting closer and closer to them.

Maybe it was because they saw that Liu Zhenhua and the others didn't run away, and the pace of these rogues slowed down.

As soon as the words fell, Ren Hongli stepped forward and grabbed a piece of rebar and held it in his hand, as if he had seen something interesting, "Huo, it's so heavy." ”

Ren Hongli weighed the iron rod, which weighed seven or eight pounds (according to the length of one meter and five meters, the thickness of the thumb, which is roughly this weight).

Ren Hongli, who was holding a steel rod, looked a little oppressive with his tall body.

Yang Lichao leaned down slightly tremblingly and picked up a piece of rebar, feeling the texture of the iron rod in his hand, Yang Lichao was a little excited.

This is a weapon conjured up by the Lord of the Stove, could it be the so-called divine weapon?

He had only played with red tassel spears in the He family before, and he was sure that none of the He family's iron weapons could compare to the texture of these iron rods in front of him.

Yang Lichao tried to wave it, but there was no wooden handle, some were not easy to grasp, and some were grinding, and he replied to Liu Zhenhua at the moment, "If you go back to the young master, except for the fact that it will be a little difficult to grasp and grind your hands, everything else is very good." ”

Yang Lichao looked at Liu Zhenhua with excitement on his face, how could he use divine weapons.

Liu Zhenhua nodded with satisfaction, the problem of grinding hands and not being easy to grasp is easy to solve, but now is not the time, as long as it is easy to use, "Very good, there are a total of twenty-two rebars here." ”

"There are twenty-nine of you," Liu Zhenhua looked around, "this way, you guys are faster, those who dare to fight with the rogues, step forward, take a piece of rebar, and stay where you are if you don't want to." ”

is a choice of willingness or unwillingness, this is the second time Yang Lichao has heard it.

He didn't think about it this time, and directly clenched the ... Eh, it seems to be a divine soldier called rebar, and his eyes are firmly standing beside Liu Zhenhua.

He had already suspected and hesitated once, almost offended the Lord of the Stove, and almost lost a good prospect, thinking about the possible regret of those disaster victims, Yang Lichao told himself in his heart that as long as it was what Liu Zhenhua said, he would do it immediately, and there should be no hesitation.

The Ren family did not hesitate, although they didn't know what rebar was, they knew that Liu Zhenhua asked them to pick up the weapons on the ground.

Soon the rebar on the ground was reduced by half, and Yang Lichao looked at these people who stayed with him.

Some of them had hesitation on their faces, because they had a choice, after all, there were twenty-nine people, and there were only twenty-two rebars, and seven of them didn't have to risk fighting with the rogues.

After a while, a few more people stood up, and there were only four rebars left on the ground.

Yang Lichao sighed in his heart when he looked at this scene, he couldn't seize the opportunity.

The Ren family looked at this scene with some disdain in their eyes, they didn't care about eating the food of the stove prince, feeding a dog and knowing that someone was coming to bite them, it was a waste for these people to share white porridge and mustard with them.

A few people saw the look of disdain on the faces of Ren Zhuoyu and the others, and immediately gritted their teeth and stood up, picked up the rebar on the ground, and clenched the rebar in their hands, and they had a little confidence.

There was only one rebar left on the ground, Liu Zhenhua stepped forward and took it in his hand, he looked at the eight people standing in place, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

It is impossible for these people to eat so much, the number of prestige meals he distributes every day is limited, these people are already a group of eliminated people, and they only need to eat food to maintain food and clothing every day.

There was once a group of original stock opportunities in front of these people, but they did not cherish it well.

"Hide the rebar behind your back, if these people come forward, I shout and do it, don't care about anything, just take the weapon and smash it on their heads, and nod when you understand."

Liu Zhenhua said softly, they turned their backs to those rogues, and those people couldn't see a rough idea when they divided the steel bars.

When the time comes, hide the rebar behind the back and give them a surprise.

Liu Zhenhua planned to go into battle in person, and God gave him a tall body when he crossed over to this place, and if he didn't face the enemy in front of the battle immediately, wouldn't it be a waste of this six-foot body.

The weapons of these people are not very good, only those firewood knives look sharper, one tetanus and two knives to see the ancestors.

However, the weapons have always been one inch long and one inch strong, and the steel bars in their hands are one meter and five meters long, which is three times the size of the firewood knife.

Coupled with the sneak attack, there should be no casualties.

"Turn around, spread out a little, they're coming," Liu Zhenhua pushed through the crowd with one hand and came to the position facing the rogue in front of him.

Twenty-one men with rebar in their hands stood beside him, loosening the formation a little, all of them hiding the rebar behind their backs, each with their hands behind their backs, looking a little strange.

But Liu Zhenhua can't care about so much.

The rogues came to a place about three meters in front of Liu Zhenhua and the others.

The man at the head was holding a firewood knife, with a scar on the left side of his face, looking a little hideous, "I saw a group of you people muttering around from afar." ”

"Now one by one with their hands behind their backs, what good things are they hiding?"

The scar-faced man looked at the crowd and said with a sinister smile on his face.

They saw this small group of unarmed victims from a long distance, and they had planned to get close enough to be afraid that they would run away, but who knew if they would run or not, and they stayed where they were, with their backs to them, and they didn't know what they were doing.

I think he was hiding some treasure or food.

Looking at some of the people, half of them have a good complexion, and they have always been big families from Tianjin City.

Thinking of this, the scar-faced man secretly said in his heart, "It's good luck."

Without waiting for Liu Zhenhua to answer, the scar-faced man beckoned to the little brother next to him, "You, you, you, go over and look for something good." ”

The three of them responded to each other, and walked towards Liu Zhenhua and the others with wooden sticks in their hands, with cruel words in their mouths: "You'd better take the initiative to take out all the things, don't let the gentlemen move..."

"Do it!"

Liu Zhenhua roared, and the steel rod hidden behind his back came out directly, smashing towards the head of the little brother in front of him.