I Have A Hundred God-level Apprentices

　　 Qingguo Tax Director Qing Wenliang led a group of masters and came to Maocheng.

　　Maocheng City Master Qi Maolin was dumbfounded.

　　 "Come! They are coming!"

　　 Qi Maolin was trembling, and he was already at a loss.

　　The Maocheng Guards will be cut again and again under the instructions of the host. It is no longer a good thing. The number is less than thirty, and they are all old and weak soldiers. How can they fight against the Tax Department?

　　Because Qingguo's taxation department is directly under the head of the country, it keeps attracting good players. Including director Qingwen Liang, there are more than 20 powerful people above the level of Huashen.

　　 These twenty strong men came to Maocheng, so Maocheng had no escape route at all.

All the soldiers of the Taxation Department approached the city and Qing Wenliang said loudly: "The people of Maocheng have listened to me. Someone killed the brother of the Taxation Department. Please hand over this person. Otherwise, I want the entire Maocheng to be the dead brothers. Funeral!"

Qi Maolin was taken aback by the words.

　　 Qi Maolin immediately came to Zhou Ran and said, "Sir, you said there is a way to deal with the taxation department. Please hurry up and find a way! If there is no way, I will only hand you over!"

"Not urgent."

　　Zhou Ran lazily said, without a trace of panic, looked at the city wall.

　　 Where you are, you can see Qing Wenliang and others, but the people in the tax department can't see themselves.

　　 "Not in a hurry? How can I not be in a hurry?"

　　 Qi Maolin wanted to die.

　　 Zhou Ran is very powerful, and the people in the taxation department are also very powerful. His own city owner is caught in the middle.

　　 The tax department is coming out of the nest, but it is not so simple to pursue the murderer.

　　Even if Zhou Ran fuzhu, I am afraid that Maocheng will also pay a lot of money, which undoubtedly makes Maocheng even worse.

　　Since Zhou Ran's attitude is ambiguous, Qi Maolin is helpless and can only leave the city alone. The soldiers of the Maocheng Guard on the city wall can only watch, not even one person who protects Qi Maolin.

　　 Qi Maolin came to Qing Wenliang and nodded and said: "Secretary Qing, if you have something to say, why bring so many people over?"

　　 There is no such thing as a lord in the speech, just like a servant.

　　 Qing Wenliang looked at Qi Maolin coldly and said, "Master Qi, you are finally out. I thought Maocheng was going to connect with the Tax Department short soldiers?"

"Dare! Dare!" Qi Maolin said busy, "Director Qing, the person of Maocheng Tax Department was killed, I really don't know, after the incident, I have sent someone to find the murderer! But this person can kill There are so many people in the tax department, how can the guards of Maocheng be able to find them? The murderer has long escaped, even if you razed Maocheng to the ground, there is no way to find that person. Secretary Qing, in order to express apology, This is a little bit of a trifle!"

　　 said, Qi Maolin handed a golden statue to Qing Wenliang's hands.

　　 This statue is the only treasure in his home that is worth hundreds of red soul coins. He hopes to be able to break through the money and avoid disasters, so that the tax department will retreat.

　　Who knew that Qing Wenliang got the statue, and he lost it.

"What kind of stuff? Can this kind of thing be handled?" Qing Wenliang despised fiercely, "Qi Maolin, I tell you, I don't look at the whole city of Maocheng! The city-state where the untouchables live, if Not for the purpose of tax collection, I have long destroyed Maocheng! Since such a thing happened, then just do it all the time!"

　　 In his speech, Qing Wenliang's body overflowed with murderous spirit.

　　 Qi Maolin was taken aback. The director of the taxation department had the peak strength of Huashen, far superior to himself. He was angry, and he was afraid that the entire Maocheng would not be saved.

　　 "Secretary Qing, beg you to let Maocheng go! The citizens of Maocheng are already pitiful enough, why don't you spare them?"

　　 Qi Maolin knelt down to Qingwen Liang.

　　 But Qing Wenliang's iron heart is sweet, where can I listen?

　　 "Go!"

　　 Qing Wenliang kicked Qi Maolin, kicked Qi Maolin out.

　　 This foot is accompanied by Qing Wenliang's powerful True Yuan, even if Qi Maolin has Yuan Ying's peak strength, he can't get up.

　　 Qi Maolin vomited blood and tried his best. He couldn't stop the people in the tax department from starting Maocheng.

　　 Qing Wenliang was too lazy to pay attention to Qi Maolin, and his opponent ordered: "Maocheng can't hand over the murderer. In this case, he will kill all Maocheng people, no one will stay!"

　　 With this remark, all the soldiers of the Maocheng Guard on the city wall vanished.

　　 The taxation department is about to kill people. To fight against them, it is tantamount to being a car with a mantlet. It is better to run away immediately and leave a life.

　　 When people in the tax department were going to kill, a voice beside Qing Wenliang sounded.

　　 "People killed me, come and kill me!"

　　 is Zhou Ran's voice.

　　 Qing Wenliang was furious. Someone dared to admit that he had killed the person in the tax department. Whether it is true or not, this person must die.

　　 "You confessed, so bold!"

　　 Qing Wenliang looked at Zhou Ran. When he saw Zhou Ran's face clearly, he suddenly froze.

　　 That night, it was Zhou Ran who drove the taxation department out of the border town of Jingguo.

　　Although I only saw one side, Qing Wenliang knew Zhou Ran's strength. Even if he and his brothers were present, I was afraid that they would not be Zhou Ran's opponents.

　　 "Director, what's wrong?"

　　 asked a man, he had not seen Zhou Ran.

　　Qing Wenliang could not speak, just like a puppet, which made his people very concerned. Who is this man who appeared suddenly?

　　Zhou Ran saw Qing Wenliang not talking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said again: "Why didn't you kill me? The people of Maocheng Tax Department really killed me, don't you want to take revenge? Why don't you do it?"

　　 Zhou Ran's words made the members of the tax department present irritated.

　　 Several members of the Taxation Department surrounded Zhou Ran. They all turned to the realm of God and worked together against the enemy. Even if Zhou Ran was strong, he could not escape.

　　 "Stinky boy, dare to kill the brother of the tax department, I really do not know what to do!"

　　 "Today you will be broken to pieces!"

　　Speaking, these members of the Taxation Department rushed towards Zhou Ran.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 Qing Wenliang shouted, but it was too late.

　　 A burst of sword gas burst out from Zhou Ran's body. Those members of the taxation department died under Zhou Ran's sword gas before they could react.

　　 The whole process didn't take more than one second, Zhou Ran killed more than ten powerful gods in one breath.

　　 Zhou Ran's strength can no longer be described in words.

Qingwen Liang, Director of the Taxation Department, witnessed this scene.

　　 At the beginning, he thought that the tax department had some chances to win, but when he saw the process of the tragic death of his companions, he dismissed the idea.

　　Zhou Ran is extremely strong, even if he finds more people to attack, it will only increase the body. .

"Champion, I really don’t know it’s you! If I knew it was you, I wouldn’t bring my brothers to Maocheng! Please look at our unjust and innocent role, and spare me. Once! The tax department brother you killed, I will never mention revenge again!"

　　Qing Wenliang pleaded with Zhou Ran for his life.