"Amnesty? Are you stupid? My father has said that if you want to sack the southern garrison during the siege of the beast tide, you need at least five or more mid-stage martial artists! A war slave?

"Hey, hey. Wang Zhong smiled and said: "I can't say for sure, maybe there is something unusual about him!" Childe, that kid was in the south station that day, and he humiliated the amnesty messenger sent by Mel Xianglou in public, and the villain heard it clearly on the side. Moreover, the south station is very accommodating to that kid! I think he is eighty percent Pang Yu, or someone from Li Tang, and we happen to ......."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhong smiled again and pinched his black beard.

"You mean, to slap a dozen of the South Station in the face?" Wang Tianpeng's eyes lit up.

"That's not all! That kid was in the east of the farm, and Nie's Construction Workers, Mel Xianglou and us were all scolded together! Gongzi just called them together, so as to connect their feelings and form a common camp!" Wang Zhong explained carefully with excited eyes.

Wang Tianpeng was overjoyed, and stroked his palms and praised: "Okay! Wang Zhong, I really didn't mistake you! Kill two birds with one stone, it's really a good plan!"

"Thank you, Childe!" Wang Zhong bowed, his face smug with a smile.

"No! He's a little war slave, and he dares to insult my Wang family in public. Is there anything wrong with this?" Wang Tianpeng suddenly said with some suspicion.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes, and he quickly changed his mind in his heart: "It seems that this son of my family is not a complete straw bag!"

muttering in his heart, Wang Zhong said indignantly: "This kid is relying on the power of Pang Yu and Li Tang to deliberately bully us! Every year, we will at least provide an amnesty quota for the war slave camp, and they will take revenge!"

"Well, that's right! Let's go, find Luo Hu and them!" Wang Tianpeng became angry again, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the city first.

......

Zhan Tian returned to the blacksmith shop and opened the door, still lying on his chair and reading.

After more than half an hour, there was a sound of footsteps on the street, and there were twenty people walking briskly towards this side.

Glancing back, Zhan Tian couldn't help but look at him and stood up from his chair.

Among the people who came, there were four of them he knew, three of them were middle-aged scribes, and one was a thin old man, who was the representative messenger of the Wang family's protective gear at the time of the amnesty in the east, the agricultural plant in the east, the mellow fragrance building, and the representative messenger of the Nie family's construction work.

The group was led by three men and one woman, and four richly dressed young men.

The one who walked in front came to the outside of the blacksmith shop, glanced at the signboard erected on the side, and sneered: "Chengxi blacksmith shop?

"Who are you?" Zhan Tian swept the young man and said lightly.

"Boy, I've blinded your dog's eyes! This is the young son of our Fang family's protective gear! You stole the treasure of our Fang family's protective gear in the south station, today, we are here to arrest you back!" Wang Zhong jumped out of the crowd, pointed at Zhantian and shouted and scolded.

Zhan Tian frowned, and glanced at everyone: "When will it be your turn to take care of the affairs of the South Garrison? Are you the City Guard's Mansion or the Law Enforcement Team?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "It's not the city guard, it's not the law enforcement team. But we are bitter masters! If you don't hand over your things today, we will tear down your broken shop!"

"Dog minion, I see that you have received money, sold the amnesty quota, and deceived Lao Tzu's prescription, and now you are still spewing blood, do you want to bite Lao Tzu back?" Zhan Tian took two steps forward and forced towards Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of him would see through his intentions at once.

"What nonsense are you talking about with this war slave!!" a strong man stepped out of the crowd, kicked the blacksmith signboard to pieces, and strode towards Zhantian.

"Huh", Zhan Tian stepped a little, and instantly forced to the side of the strong man.

The strong man was shocked, and hurriedly threw a punch at the door of Zhantian.

Zhan Tian casually grabbed the strong man's wrist, and with a mistake in his foot, he flashed behind him, and at the same time raised a foot and kicked on the crook of his leg!

"Click", there was a crisp sound, and the strong man screamed loudly, kneeling on the ground, and his right calf had obviously been broken by a kick!

"Ah......" Everyone else was taken aback, Wang Tianpeng hurriedly retreated, shouting: "Give it to me, kill him!"

"Hula", more than a dozen Jian slaves, like wild dogs, rushed up, and attacked Zhantian together.

Zhan God will take these people in his eyes!

His feet flashed, his fists flew like a fly, and in just a moment, he knocked down seven people, and then jumped and threw himself towards Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong's face was like ashes, and when he completed the amnesty in the southern garrison before, he also made a special inquiry about the situation and knew that Zhantian was a powerful war slave.

But no matter how powerful a war slave is, it is only a war slave! How strong can a war slave be? At most, it is only one or two hundred catties of strength, who knows that at this moment, this is the case!

"Childe save me!" Wang Zhong turned his head and ran, calling for help to Wang Tianpeng and the others who had already flashed onto the street!

"Bang", before he could run two steps, Zhan Tian, who followed, had already kicked on his lower back.

With a "snap", Wang Zhong fell to the ground and fell into a wild dog eating.

Zhan Tian took a step forward, picked it up with his feet, volleyed it up in the air, and then shone on his left and right cheeks, which was to "snap" two ear scrapers!

Blood spurted wildly in Wang Zhong's mouth, most of his white teeth were knocked out, and even his chin was slapped and dislocated, and then it fell to the ground with a snap.

Zhan Tian ignored it, his body was vertical, and he rushed towards Wang Tianpeng and the others.

Wang Tianpeng and the others were still stunned at Wang Zhong on the ground at this time, and when they saw Zhan Tian chasing after them again, they turned around and ran away in fright.

Zhan Tian didn't pay attention to them, but took several leaps, grabbed the other three shop messengers who had participated in the amnesty, and broke their arms and wrists with a few crisp clicks!

At this moment, there are already a few pedestrians on the street, stopping to watch. But when I saw this scene, my eyes were frightened, and I turned around and left.

Breaking the wrist of the last old man, Zhan Tian kicked him to the ground, then turned around and walked to the blacksmith shop.

The dozen or so slaves, who were already frightened, each supported each other, and made a detour to chase after the four masters who had already run across the corner.

Locking the gate, Zhan Tian turned around and left, heading straight to the south of the city.

There are some plays that cannot be stopped halfway through once they are performed! He used to rely on gambling hearts and minds to escape death several times, but now if he doesn't continue to perform, he will no longer be able to do so!

Wanting to improve his strength through low-key penance has become a great luxury for him!

Is there a way back?

No!

Well, let's do it!