The four persons responsible for surveillance are in groups of two.

The two groups discussed that this vision must be known to the village.

Today, Bro Liu, who broke his arm, said that after he went back, he would ask his second lord to take the lead and take advantage of the crowd at night.

The number of people who can fight in Zhaojiabao is much greater than that of the other party. It is said that night raid is not a good choice, and it is easy to injure yourself.

However, since the opponent has a warrior, it is not wrong for him to choose night raid.

However, these are the ideas of the sixth brother. As to whether it will succeed or not, it depends on the attitude of the second lord.

The four monitors believed that they could not sit back and watch. They had to let the people in the village know about it. Under such a bright daylight, night raids ... Is n’t that a joke?

Seriously, after we passed, we might be dazzled, just like staring at the sun.

Among the four people, a young man with good legs and good night vision ability was selected and hurried back in the rain.

The guy's body is really great. In the dark night, he hit a torch, one foot deep and one foot shallow, crawling and rolling, and it only took more than one hour to run out for more than twenty miles. Ground.

Feng Jun and others also saw his torch, but they are so far away, they are not good at reacting.

Zhao Jiabao was almost thirty miles away from Feng Jun and them. However, when the boy climbed a small hill, he suddenly found dozens of people standing on the hill.

Among them, four or five people were carrying the dying wind lamp, and seven or eight people were holding umbrellas. The first one was the second grandfather of the Zhao family.

Second Master Zhao is the only remaining martial artist in the village. He was about fifty years old, squinting his eyes, and coldly looking at the lights more than twenty miles away, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Sanba's Xiaoba is back," someone pointed, and recognized the guy. "What's there?"

The light of the xenon lamp is not 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 every hundred and eighty miles. Anyway, they are standing twenty miles away. See, all are shocked.

The young man raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his face, and stuttered, "That's ... that's the lighting object of the male dart board."

So far, they have habitually referred to each other as the Xiongfeng dart board. Zhao Erye has no intention of correcting it. Generally speaking, he believes that under the conditions of Zhao Jiabao, there is no need to be too afraid of playing a certain dart board.

This is not his arrogance, but he believes that the so-called guts of this kind of thinking should be encouraged, all exercised on weekdays.

But hearing this, Grandpa Zhao frowned in dissatisfaction. "Dart board? Impossible ... If they had such a means, where would they come from at night? This light should be bright?"

"Very bright," the boy replied respectfully. "Looking straight at his eyes, his eyes will shed tears."

Hearing this, the impassioned Zhao family next to them said, "That's ... Say it can't be attacked at night?"

The boy hesitated and shook his head honestly. "Anyway, the four of us don't think it's appropriate to attack."

The identities of the four monitors are not particularly high in Zhaojiabao, but since they are scouting, they are qualified to make suggestions.

Grandpa Zhao thought about it and nodded slightly, "Since they are prepared for it, then don't attack at night, you do a good job of monitoring ... We will go to them to reason with tomorrow."

No words for a night, early in the morning, they received the latest news: The disabled martial artist with a broken arm should be Lang Zhen, a dart master who had left the Xiongfeng Dart Bureau.

Mr. Zhao heard about the name of Lone Wolf. He was seven or eight years older than Lang Zhen. When he became a warrior, Lang Zhen had already made a name for himself. , Striving to cut a mid-level martial artist.

He was very clear in his heart that if he was to face the lone wolf, he would never be good.

Lang Zhen was later injured and repaired and dropped, and left the Xiongfeng Darts Bureau. He also heard about it, but Xiaoliu of Changfang was a high-level warrior, and he was cut off by the opponent in one move. Obviously, the repair of the lone wolf A lot has been restored.

He thought for a while and decided to still give up before the soldiers, first ask the other party to ask the crime and see what they said.

Near noon, Zhao Erye took more than 20 celebrities to the other party's house.

Feng Jun had turned off the xenon lamp long ago, but he did not put away the wires and the lamp. Now he has to take it out. He has to take it out at night. It is not troublesome enough.

Mr. Zhao came with his family, the first thing he noticed were the wires and the light bulbs. After carefully looking at them, he looked at Lang Zhen, who was smoking there, and asked lightly, "Lone Wolf?"

Lang Zhen glanced at him, sitting there and smoking himself, but snorted softly, "If you want to sell stone, sell it, if you don't sell it, it's almost ... I'm not interested in knowing you."

"Oh," Grandpa Zhao smiled, showing his yellowish teeth, and then took out a cigarette, hit the fire medium, and sprayed clouds and mist.

He even made three mouthfuls before slowly speaking, "It turns out that the realm of martial arts has not yet been stabilized, are you sure you won me?"

Lang Zhen glanced at him again, and spoke slowly, "I seriously suggest you ... don't try, really!"

Grandpa Zhao was a little drumming, but he was not afraid of the other party. In fact, after seeing the other party ’s practice, he was confident to defeat this person even if he singled out. However, he recruited such a tribe to come over, and he did not come to see the lively.

However, it is easy to defeat the other party, but it is not easy to keep the other party, and the clan will definitely pay a heavy price for this.

So he said coldly, "You shot my junior Zhao family, but you want to provoke my Zhao family?"

Lang Zhen snorted coldly, "I'm ignorant, I have never heard of any Zhao family, is there any innate master?"

Grandpa Zhao's face became more and more gloomy, "I can't think of the lone wolf's eyes so high, the man you injured yesterday, his brother was a Xuanwu captain in the county soldiers ... do you know?"

Lang Zhen also came out of the barracks. Of course, he knew that Xuanwu was a captain. There are many levels of captains, and the warrior can also serve. However, Xuanwu captain must be a martial artist.

He didn't want to ignore the other party, but as a former soldier, he still pays more attention to the friendship of the robe, so he sneered and replied, "Everything, warrior, dare to ridicule me as a disabled person, then I can only give a slight punishment. "

Even if he gave an explanation, no matter how many, Lone Wolf is always cold and proud.

There is a strange expression on Zhao ’s face, “You are a handicapped person, is he wrong? Or is it ... do you think you are a warrior?”

In this remark, provocation means very much. He clearly pointed out that the surname is Lang, and your current practice is not yet stable in the martial arts.

Of course, Lang Zhen knows his cultivation status, but ... he must be a martial artist, but the state has once fallen, and he has not yet fully recovered.

Moreover, the reason why he took punishment was because the other party not only disrespected, but also coveted his own wealth.

So for this kind of partial rhetoric, he just asked again, "I'm not a martial artist, and I can kill you, do you want to try it?"

Mr. Zhao Er had no confidence in letting the lone wolf right even if it was a lone wolf whose state was not yet stable. Hearing a sneer, he said, "You are in no hurry, since someone will ask you to settle the account, I will only ask you, this stone Will you accept it? "

Lang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to him. When Deng saw no one making a sound, he waited a moment before he spoke loudly, "Of course I have to accept it."

"If you want to collect, yesterday's three stones, my Zhao Jiabao sells three hundred silver dollars," Zhao Erye said eloquently, "We are all Ge people, can't sit back and watch you harm the interests of folks!"

Yesterday, the price quoted by Zhao's family was only two hundred silver dollars, but now it has risen to three hundred. What other villagers' interests are they saying? Lone Wolf hummed in his heart: It is really shameless enough.

However, before he could speak, there was a cry of exclamation next to him.

It turned out that Feifei came over from a distance, and a Zhao family child suspected that she was blocking the road and kicked it directly.

Zhao's family also knew that although the girl was young, she had turned to the other party, and reported to the other party, cooking and washing dishes, and naturally had no good impression on her.

This younger brother hasn't gotten into trouble because he is young. You should be a bit harder to serve the foreign thief.

Of course, he didn't mean to kill each other, so he kicked the big basket behind the girl.

However, the girl ’s reaction was strange. Not only did she not try her best to avoid it, but she turned around and greeted the foot with her chest, because she knew that the younger brother was sleeping in the back basket!

After eating this foot, she took a few steps backwards and spouted a sip of blood.

"Asshole!" Deng's eyes turned red instantly. Withdrawing the long sword behind him, he threw it over. For a little girl, you all have to kill like this. How can I Deng Jiazhong heirs let you go? ?

"Huh?" Zhao Erye saw this, frowning, pulling out the cloth tape wrapped around his waist, and shook his hand before pulling it away.

This cloth belt is actually a soft whip, and the knife and gun are difficult to hurt under the infusion of internal air, which is his proud weapon.

Lang Zhen thought it would be too late, and he was sitting at the moment.

And in front of him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ stood two high-level warriors, staring at him violently, as long as he dared to shoot, he would face the siege of a warrior and two high-level warriors.

In fact, the lone wolf is good at tracking, killing and escaping, not saving him.

Deng's second figure had already started. Under inertia, it was too late to avoid it. Seeing that he was about to be taken straight by the tape, he only heard a roar from a short distance, "Asshole!"

The roar came from a room.

In fact, everyone in Zhaojiapu knew that there were four people who collected jade. The principals were not three people in front of them, but the young man who often hid in the house.

For that young man, everyone doesn't think much of it, it's just a businessman with a little money.

However, following this roar, a fierce gust of wind followed, whistling through the air.

(Updated to the moment, Feng Xiao should be in the meeting room, and it is still updated regularly. My manuscript of a year ... aloud to call the monthly ticket, it is necessary.)