Chapter 135 Menacing
The four people responsible for surveillance work in pairs.
The two groups discussed and decided that this vision must be known to the village.
Brother Zhao Liu, who lost his arm today, said that after he goes back, he will ask the second master to make the decision and eliminate these people at night.
The number of people who can fight in Zhaojiabao is much greater than that of the opponent. Ordinarily, a night attack is not a good choice, as it is easy to accidentally injure one's own people.
However, since the opponent has martial arts masters, it is not wrong to choose a night attack. You can take advantage of the crowd and beat the old master to death with random punches.
However, these are Sixth Brother's ideas. Whether they will come true or not depends on Second Master's attitude.
The four people under surveillance thought that they could no longer sit back and watch. They had to let the people in the village know. Under such circumstances, it was as bright as day and a night attack was carried out... Isn't that a joke?
Seriously, when we gather around it, we might be dazzled, just like staring at the sun.
Among the four people, a young man with nimble legs and good night vision was selected and headed back in the rain.
The young man's body is really good. In this pitch-black night, he held a torch, kicked deep and shallow, and rolled and crawled. It only took him more than an hour to run more than 20 miles. land.
Feng Jun and others also saw his torch, but they were so far away that it was hard for them to react.
Zhaojiapu was almost thirty miles away from Feng Jun and the others. However, when the young man climbed up a hillside, he suddenly found dozens of people standing on the hillside.
Among them, there were four or five people holding angry wind lanterns in their hands, and seven or eight people holding umbrellas. The first one was the second master of the Zhao family.
Mr. Zhao is the only remaining martial artist in the village. He is about fifty years old. He squints his eyes and looks coldly at the lights more than twenty miles away. He doesn't know what he is thinking.
"Xiaoba from Sanfang's family is back." Someone with sharp eyes recognized the young man, "What is that thing shining brightly over there?"
The light of the xenon lamp is not ordinary dazzling at night, and the air quality of this plane is much better than that of the earth. If it is not raining, it can be seen from a hundred and eighty miles away. Anyway, they are standing twenty miles away at the moment. Look, they are all extremely shocking.
The young man raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and stammered in reply, "That's... that's the lighting object of Xiongfeng Escort Agency."
So far, they have been accustomed to calling each other the Xiongfeng Escort Bureau, and Mr. Zhao has no intention of correcting him. Generally speaking, he believes that with the conditions in Zhaojiabao, there is no need to be too afraid of a certain escort agency.
This is not because he is arrogant, but because he believes that this kind of idea should be encouraged. The so-called courage is cultivated in daily life.
But after hearing this, Mr. Zhao frowned dissatisfied, "Escort agency? Impossible... If they have such means, where did they get the night battle formation? The lights should be very bright, right?"
"It's very bright," the young man replied respectfully. "Looking at it directly, your eyes will shed tears."
Hearing this, someone from the Zhao family who was impatient next to him spoke up, "Does that mean...that we can no longer carry out night raids?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, then shook his head honestly, "Anyway, in the eyes of the four of us, it's not suitable for a sneak attack."
The status of the four monitors is not particularly high in Zhaojiabao, but since they have the nature of scouts, they are qualified to make suggestions.
Mr. Zhao thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "Since they are on guard, let's not attack at night. You should keep a close eye on them... Wait until tomorrow and we will go find them to reason."
After a night of silence, they received the latest news early the next morning: the disabled martial artist with a broken arm should be the bodyguard Lang Zhen who had left the Xiongfeng Escort Agency.
Mr. Zhao had heard of Lone Wolf. He was seven or eight years older than Lang Zhen. When he became a martial artist, Lang Zhen had already gained quite a reputation. Later, he even became a junior martial artist. , killing an intermediate martial artist with force.
He knew very well that if he faced off against a lone wolf, he would get absolutely nothing out of it.
Later, Lang Zhen was injured and his cultivation level dropped, and he sadly left the Xiongfeng Escort Bureau. Mr. Zhao also heard about it. However, the eldest brother, Xiao Liu, was a high-level warrior and his arm was broken by the opponent in one move. Obviously, Lone Wolf's cultivation level Recovered a lot.
He thought about it and decided to be polite first, then to fight. He would first ask the other party to accuse him and see what they said.
Near noon, Mr. Zhao led more than 20 tribesmen to the other party's house.
Feng Jun had turned off the xenon lamp a long time ago, but he had not put away the wires and lamps. Now that he has put them away, he has to take them out at night. It is not troublesome enough.
Mr. Zhao came over with his clan members. The first thing he noticed were the wires and light bulbs. After looking at them carefully, he looked at Lang Zhen who was sitting there smoking and asked calmly, "Lone Wolf?"
Lang Zhen glanced at him, sat there and smoked, and just snorted, "If you want to sell stones, just sell them. If you don't, it's almost... I'm not interested in getting to know you."
"Haha," Mr. Zhao laughed, showing his scorched teeth, then took out a pipe, lit the fire medium, and started puffing away.
He took three puffs in a row before speaking slowly, "It turns out that you haven't stabilized your martial arts realm yet. Are you sure you can win over me?"
Lang Zhen looked at him again and spoke slowly, "I seriously suggest you... don't try it, really!"
Mr. Zhao was a little nervous. He was not afraid of the other party. In fact, after seeing the other party's cultivation with his own eyes, he was confident that he could defeat this person even if he could not fight in a duel. He had not recruited such a clansman just to watch the fun.
However, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is not easy to keep the opponent, and the tribe will definitely pay a heavy price for this.
So he said coldly, "You attacked my junior Zhao family, but you want to provoke my Zhao family?"
Lang Zhen snorted coldly, "I am ignorant and have never heard of the Zhao family. Are there any innate masters?"
Mr. Zhao's face became more and more gloomy, "I didn't expect Lone Wolf to have such high standards. The brother of the man you injured yesterday is a Xuanwu captain in the county army... Did you know?"
Lang Zhen also came from the military camp. Of course he knew about the Xuanwu Colonel. There are many levels of captains, and warriors can also serve. However, the Xuanwu Colonel must be a martial artist.
He didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but as a former soldier, he still paid more attention to the friendship between his colleagues, so he snorted and replied, "If a mere warrior dares to ridicule me for being a disabled person, then I can only give him a light punishment. "
Even if he gives an explanation, no matter how many explanations there are, the lone wolf will always be cold and arrogant.
A strange expression appeared on Mr. Zhao's face, "You are originally disabled. Is he wrong? Or... do you think you are a martial artist?"
These words were full of provocation. He clearly pointed out that Lang, your current cultivation level is not yet stable as a martial arts master.
Of course, Lang Zhen knew about his cultivation level, but... he must be a martial artist, but his level had fallen for a time, and he had not fully recovered yet.
Moreover, the reason why he punished him was because the other party was not only disrespectful, but also coveted his own wealth.
So in response to this kind of biased rhetoric, he just asked again, "I'm not a martial artist, and I can kill you. Do you want to try?"
Mr. Zhao had no confidence in confronting Lone Wolf, even a Lone Wolf whose realm was not yet stable. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Don't be anxious, someone will come to settle the score with you. I only ask, do you still have this stone?" Will you accept it or not?”
Lang Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to him. Seeing that no one said anything, Deng Laoer waited for a while before speaking loudly, "Of course I'll accept it."
"If you want to collect it, I, Zhaojiabao, will sell the three stones yesterday for 300 silver dollars," Mr. Zhao said righteously, "As Zhi Ge people, we cannot sit back and watch you harm the interests of the villagers!"
The Zhao family's quotation yesterday was only two hundred silver dollars, and now it has risen to three hundred. They are talking about the interests of the folks. Lone Wolf snorted in his heart: It's really shameless.
However, before he could say anything, there was an exclamation from the side.
It turned out that Feifei was walking over from a distance, and a child of the Zhao family kicked her over because he thought she was blocking the way.
The Zhao family also knew that although this girl was young, she had defected to the other party and also informed the other party, cooked and washed dishes, so naturally they had no good impression of her.
This young man made a move, and he didn't show any mercy because of his young age. You deserve to suffer a little when you serve a foreign thief.
Of course, he didn't mean to kill the other person, so he kicked the big backpack on the girl's back.
However, the girl's reaction was very strange. Instead of trying to avoid it, she turned around and met the kick with her chest, because she knew in her heart that her brother was sleeping in the basket!
After taking this kick, she took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Asshole!" Deng Laoer's eyes turned red instantly. He drew out the long sword from behind and rushed over. If you all kill a little girl like this, how can I, the loyal heir of the Deng family, let you go? ?
"Huh?" Mr. Zhao frowned when he saw this, took out the cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and pulled it away with a shake of his hand.
This cloth belt is actually a soft whip. It is invulnerable to bullets when filled with inner energy. It is his proud weapon.
It was too late for Lang Zhen to think of any reaction. He was sitting down at the moment.
Moreover, in front of him, UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net stood two high-level warriors, staring at him. As long as he dared to take action, he would face the siege of one warrior and two high-level warriors.
In fact, the lone wolf is good at tracking, killing and escaping, but saving people is not what he is good at.
Deng Laoer's figure had already activated. Due to the inertia, he had no time to dodge. He was about to be whipped by the cloth belt when he heard a roar not far away, "Asshole!"
The roaring sound came from a room.
In fact, everyone in Zhaojiapu knew that there were four people in the jade collection group, and the serious person in charge was not the three in front of them, but the young man who often hid in the house.
Everyone didn't think highly of that young man, he was just a businessman with some money.
However, following this roar, what followed was a sharp finger wind, whistling through the air.
(Updated, Fengxiao should be at the venue at the moment, and it is still updated regularly. I have saved the manuscript for the past year... shouting for the monthly ticket, it is necessary.)