In the north of Ganzhou, the camp of 3,000 people rose overnight, and I don't know where it came from, like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

The black tent, the black flag, and even the soldiers walking in it were dressed in black.

Black is the main theme of this camp, and when you look at it from afar, there is a heavy depression.

Silent and ruthless, but in Luo Fulai's eyes, there is a special feeling, as if he sees his own destiny and mission.

The two black-clothed guards at the camp gate held the long swords at their waists and looked ahead, seemingly ignoring Luo Fulai's arrival, but Luo Fulai keenly noticed that when he was still ten steps away from the camp gate, the other party's hand was held on the hilt of the sword, with great strength, and the green tendons were violent.

Standing still, Luo Fulai arched his hand and said with a smile: "Luo Fulai, who guards thousands of households in Ganzhou, Dongchang, was ordered by Dongfang Han, the head of the fifth gear, to ask to see Liu Xizhi, the deputy director of the Punishment Division, and asked the two brothers to report it. After speaking, Luo Fulai took out the black token that Dongfang Han had given him from his sleeve and handed it to both hands.

At this time, the guard on the left looked up and down quickly, nodded slightly, did not speak, did not accept the token, and turned around and went into the camp.

People say that Dongchang's fans are domineering and domineering, and they do all kinds of evil. But the people in the East Factory know that what people see is only the tip of the iceberg, and there are huge beasts lurking under the sea.

Before long, footsteps sounded, and the black-clothed guard before led a slightly thin figure from far and near. The same black clothes, but the neckline is embroidered with a circle of gold thread, showing the extraordinary status.

"Master Liu. Luo Fulai hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"It's Deputy Director Liu, Luo Qianhu said one word less. Liu Xizhi looked down at Luo Fulai and said slowly. His voice was unpleasant, like a duck choked by the neck, and there was a hoarseness in the stipend.

"The same, the same. Luo Fulai scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's different, if it's wrong, it's wrong, doesn't Luo Qianhu admit it?" Liu Xizhi didn't pick up Luo Fulai's ladder, but called it true with a face.

"Uh... Yes, the subordinates know their mistakes. Luo Fulai smiled stiffly and honestly admitted his mistake.

"Well, that's what it sounds like. Liu Xizhi nodded, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Say, what are you looking for me?"

This is Liu Xizhi asked knowingly, Dongfang Han had already told Luo Fu before, he had already greeted Liu Xizhi, Luo Fulai couldn't figure out for a while whether this Liu Xizhi deliberately made things difficult for himself or whether he was just such a personality?

It shouldn't be difficult for yourself, after all, when you were in Beijing, you didn't have much intersection with him.

Secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Luo Fulai said carelessly: "Deputy Master Liu, give me a token at the head of the fifth gear, and ask me to come to you, please cooperate with me to do an errand and command the errand that the adult explains." ”

Liu Xizhi stretched out his hand to take the black iron token in Luo Fulai's hand, looked at it over and over again, and handed the token back: "Since there is a black heart order, our family naturally wants to listen to your words." Tell me, what an errand. ”

"To kill someone, the commander gives the lord an order to ask for a thousand heads. ”

"Hehehehehe... Liu Xizhi chuckled sideways: "A thousand heads, can you have a request?"

"Naturally, there is. ”

"Where is the head?"

Luo Fu turned around and pointed: "In the city of Ganzhou." ”

"You wait here, and in half an hour the Blackheart Guard will follow you into the city. After Liu Xiaozhi finished speaking, he turned and walked away.

Soon, rumbling drums echoed over Rumo's camp.

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It's not a Raptor, but it's not a river.

A night of light rain and thunder, stirring up the storm of Zhoutian.

The ancient city of Biansai, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The ashes of Hu Chenfang's high-rise buildings suddenly reminded the people in the city that the so-called Tiangao Emperor Yuan was just an illusion, and in the eyes of the real big people, what is a dignitary and which is a nobleman, they are just lambs to be slaughtered.

"It seems that Ganzhou City is about to change. ”

"Recently, I'm still holding my tail, I heard my cousin say a while ago, don't look at Dongchang living like a dog in our Ganzhou City, if you really go to the south, it's all murderous people who don't blink an eye. ”

Roadside tea shops, street restaurants, people talk to each other, and there are many discussions.

"Not necessarily. Ganzhou is different from the Central Plains, although it is still under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, it can be plugged under the dam, Tubo in the Western Regions, which is easy to with, some can't even understand the words, the knife in the hand is the mouth under the nose, the eunuchs in the east factory are unreasonable, they don't even know what the reason is, hehe wants me to say, but there is a lively look. ”

"That's it, it has nothing to do with us anyway, live our days, and watch them eat dogs to be lively~"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, there was a "snap" sound, and the back of his head was slapped coldly, making him stumble and almost fall on his stomach.

"Who! Forehead... Father. The young man turned his head and saw that it was his father, and suddenly lost his temper.

"When you're full, you're not afraid of losing your head!" the old man glared and raised his hand to fight again.

"Don't dare, don't dare, dad, save me some face. The young man squatted on the ground with his head covered, begging for mercy.

"Hmph. The old man kicked his son twice, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Don't eat and chew your tongue when you're full, there's nothing to do? Anyone can watch the excitement? Remember, the gods fight, and the mortals suffer. If it's okay, go home and stay, don't mess around these days, be careful of losing your life!"

This old man's surname is Ma, who was originally the head of the Ganzhou Mansion, and has some prestige among the people, but now he is frowning, and naturally no one dares to blow up his hair anymore.

"Eh. ”

"What Uncle said is, let's go back now. ”

"Walked away. ”

With a few words, the crowd dispersed. The young man stood up from the ground again: "Daddy... ”

The old man snorted, and spit out a mouthful of old phlegm on the ground: "Go home, your mother just looked for you, and I don't know what to do." ”

"Oh. The young man scratched his head and bowed his head after the old man.

After walking a few steps, the young man Xu couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, or he was simply speechless, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he asked in a low voice: "Dad, who do you think will win in the end?"

"Who can win?" The old man subconsciously looked in the direction of the Ganzhou Mansion in the city, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "Who knows, in short, I still shrank my neck a little in the past few days, and the sky in Ganzhou City may really change." ”

Facing his son, Ma Laohan sighed like this. At the same time, several inconspicuous cloth tent sedan chairs were unusually low-key through the city, and soon they converged in the backyard of the Ganzhou Mansion. . .