Isn't it a typical roadblock robbery when they were stopped by the people who locked up the house, and they also have the ambition to seize property? Originally, they lost their temper at this kind of behavior, but the three of them were not surprised but felt that this guy was stupid and cute, and looked like a pair of dogs? It is really a dog's eyes that look down on people, so they laughed out loud. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fu Yizhuo stopped laughing and said, "Originally, I wanted to rob you, but I didn't have any plans when there were many of you, but I didn't expect that you did it, don't you think it's funny?"

The manager was amused when he heard this, and shouted, "So, I'm a blind cat and I've met a dead mouse?" If I hadn't been more careful, it would have seemed that we would have suffered today, but unfortunately, you don't have a chance. Since I took the lead from people, let's get acquainted with each other, hand over things, and save us from doing it. ”

The steward's words made his people almost laugh, and the metaphor was inappropriate.

Fu Yizhuo said angrily: "Who do you think you are, let me hand over the sword to you, we have to be obedient, you are too much of a person." "I'm already angry. The white-clothed Langjun hurriedly stopped Fu Yizhuo and asked him to calm down for a while, but he still accompanied him with a smile on his face: "Several, I listen to you." As he spoke, he bent back with his left hand, took the Ugin sword he was carrying behind his back, and gave it to the steward. The steward reached out to retrieve the Ugin sword and said, "Finally, there is someone who understands current affairs." As he spoke, he looked up and down at the Ugin Sword, and praised it vigorously, black and shiny, and he was still gesturing in his hand. "Well, a good sword, a rare sword in the world. ”

Fu Yizhuo and Wen Huaiyu didn't understand what the white-clothed Langjun did, the two looked at each other, and then they both looked at the white-clothed Langjun, they knew that this kid must have something in mind, so they had to support it without making a sound, as for what to do, they could only wait and see.

Seeing that the chief steward was holding the Ugin sword, he couldn't put it down, and he also watched it for a long time for a quarter of an hour. The white-clothed man felt that the time was almost up, and it was time to ask them. "After watching it for so long, it's time to return the sword to its original owner. "Voice, the manager is still full of praise, today is a baby, I don't want to, the sword was taken away in an instant, that speed, just in front of the eyes of the sword disappeared.

I thought it was someone who stole his treasure without long eyes, and I was just about to scold, but after a closer look, it turned out that the owner of the sword took it away without me knowing it. To calculate according to the speed of taking the sword, this guy's martial arts are not below him, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and suddenly thought, no, they are just three people who are afraid, we should not be afraid of him, and said: "Boy, I won't care about your actions just now, as long as you hand over the sword." ”

The white-clothed Langjun glanced at the manager, his eyes were very warm, and it is unknown whether it will continue to be warmth under the warmth, it seems that it depends on the attitude of the manager. He said, "You have taken my sword and looked at it for a long time, don't you say thank you?" You think that anyone can see my sword, and tell you that there is a price to pay for watching it. ”

The manager has the advantage of a large number of people and has the upper hand, not afraid of the white-clothed Langjun: "Don't be embarrassed, my patience is limited." To pay or not to pay?"

The white-clothed Langjun didn't care what he was talking about, he was just thinking about how to make the next move. "What if you don't pay it?"

"If you don't pay it, then you will die. As he spoke, he swung the short sword in his hand and stabbed it.

The white-clothed Langjun had no interest in doing anything with him, just thinking about asking things clearly, but he didn't expect this guy to be insatiable and should really fight, so, when he started, the distance of three meters was originally three meters, but a slap was thrown over, hit the right face of the manager, and turned three times in place, if it wasn't for the people around him to hold him, I'm afraid it would take several turns, even so, his head is still buzzing, it seems that this slap is not light.

What's going on, he's so far away from me. The steward may never understand.

Fu Yizhuo and Wen Huaiyu finally understood what the white-clothed Langjun meant, if you don't have the ability, don't take it by force, otherwise you will be embarrassed, so they laughed heartily.

Seeing this situation, everyone also began to be afraid, rather than subduing these people by virtue of a large number of people, so they began to slowly retreat and wait for the opportunity in a relatively safe place.

Seeing his subordinates fighting, the manager angrily scolded his subordinates for being useless with wine bags and rice bags, and asked them to immediately step forward and kill these people in front of them to relieve their shame. The white-clothed Langjun said, those who know the times are Junjie, you still answer my questions honestly, otherwise, I will let them twist your head off your neck alive later, believe it or not. The manager looked at his subordinates, and then thought about the feeling of his head being screwed off by them, and he was scared when he thought about it, so he said helplessly, what question do you want me to answer?

"I heard that you have a plague here, I want to know what kind of plague it is?" said the white-clothed gentleman straight to the point.

"It's the plague. Although the manager answered the words of the white-clothed Langjun, his eyes kept rolling, which made the white-clothed Langjun suspicious. "Really?"

"Is this still fake?"

"What are the symptoms?"

This question made the chief steward difficult, for he had never seen anyone with the symptoms of the plague, and he hesitated for a moment to say, "I am afraid of the plague, so I dare not approach them, so I do not know the symptoms." “

Seeing that he looked flustered, he was clearly lying, "You still haven't recruited it according to the truth." The white-clothed Langjun had a stern voice, and finally got angry.

From the physiognomy analysis, it is known that the chief manager at this time will not summon everything, and it seems that this matter is not trivial. Fu Yizhuo and Wen Huaiyu saw this more clearly. Maybe it's that sentence, the person concerned is obsessed with bystanders. However, the white-clothed Langjun also expected this.

The manager was forced to run away. There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old disciple in front of him, who had a plan in his mind, and suddenly pushed the young man in front of the white-clothed Langjun, and then he turned around and fled. Seeing the fleeing manager, the group of people also fled in embarrassment. Fu Yizhuo was just about to stop the chief manager who was stopped by the white-clothed Langjun and said, the seniors don't have to stop it, with their guidance, we can reach the Guan family house smoothly, right?

Fu Yizhuo raised his thumb and praised: "Yes, there is brain sauce." “

Look at their escape route, all the way north. There is a wide avenue, and it will not be blocked if you want to come to the road, but I don't know that the Guan family house is far from it. They followed closely, fearing that they would realize their plans, so when they disappeared from their eyeballs, the three of them chased after them. They were so fast that they disappeared in an instant. Searching for them slowly, I finally found their shadows. However, the scene in front of me was outrageous. (To be continued.) )