Pope System of Rebirth

The shattering sound of the knight's gun resounded throughout the world. This seems to be the only description in the book that can describe the knight's gun. Every knight's gun has only one end from its birth to the time it goes into battle. It is shattered or broken. The huge impact is not something that wood can do.

If it can be supported, the opposite will definitely bring huge lethality.

"Dead." The Blood-Destroying Cavalry stared at the flying yellow sand. They couldn't see the situation inside at all. Only the huge noise shocked everyone. The knight's gun broke, which must have hit the opponent.

The refugees all had solemn expressions on their faces. They knew very well that their fate was in his hands. If they won, there would be hope for everything. If they lost, they would only get death, a terrible death.

The flying yellow sand gradually faded away, and the situation inside could finally be seen. At this time, no one dared to speak or move, and even the horse's breathing slowed down. Both camps looked at it, and there was a continuous movement in the desert.

You can hear a pin drop.

In the falling yellow sand, Qin Lang held the sword forward with both hands. Only the handle of Hu Wei's knight's gun was left, and the broken wood slag was arranged in a fan shape at Qin Lang's feet.

No one present knew what the outcome would be.

The two people were facing each other in a stalemate, and Qin Lang's sword trembled slightly.

"Yeah." The refugees were surprised and the cavalry was annoyed.

A drop of sweat escaped from Hu Wei's forehead, and he blinked.

"Hey." The cavalry was happy, but the refugees were sad.

Every move of the two concerned everyone present.

"Iron Scarab, you lose." No one expected that the first person to speak was Qin Lang, who was most likely to fail.

The refugees cheered loudly when they got the exact answer, and the cavalrymen turned pale. They knew that the end of the Bloody Cavalry was coming.

"Impossible. No matter how strong your arm strength is, how can you forcefully pick up the knight's gun?" The only wooden handle left in Hu Wei's hand clicked, and a gap appeared in it. The gap seemed to be a catalyst, and the wooden handle broke into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Wooden slag was scattered all over the floor.

How could he possibly know that Qin Lang had already mastered the body of King Kong after being cleansed by the light of the sky, and how could an ordinary knight's gun hurt him?

"Victory, victory..." the refugees cheered loudly.

Hu Wei's face was gloomy, he threw away the knight's spear in his hand and drew out his long knife. Qin Lang shook his head, with a smile on his lips: "Stop struggling, you are no match for me."

Hu Wei rode his horse to rush over, but his horse was fast. Qin Lang's movements were even faster. He raised his sword and cut the long sword in Hu Wei's hand into two pieces with a simple blow. He used the back of his sword to cut Hu Wei into two pieces.

Wei smashed his horse.

The armored knight was so different from him that they were not fighting at the same level. Qin Lang tied up Hu Wei and turned to stare at the cavalry on tall horses and said with a smile: "Are you going to come down by yourself? Or do you need me to do it?"

All the cavalrymen jumped off their horses with a roar. No one dared to stay on the horse.

"It's a joke that you guys are killing people and robbing people everywhere." Qin Lang glanced at the group of cavalry, and finally his eyes fell on the tall and thin man. He waved: "Come here, I love you."

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"Oh, oh... stop fighting... uncle... stop fighting." A person's cry came from the junction of the oasis and the desert. Qin Lang was holding a thick wooden board in his hand, which was the most popular in the cold weapon era.

sm activities.

Spanking…

"Do you still dare to make trouble?" Qin Lang put down the thick board and took a breath. The tall and thin man's butt was already bloody, and he fainted before he could answer.

"Fuck, I'm so weak that I only hit him a hundred times." Qin Lang looked helplessly at Hu Wei next to him. Hu Wei was very courageous and turned his head away from him.

"I will beat you with a steel whip..." Qin Lang hummed one of Ah Q's favorite plays and circled Hu Wei several times. Hu Wei felt guilty, but his arrogant head still refused to lower.

Should I regret it? Should I regret it?

Qin Lang shook his head and grinned at the surrounding refugees, showing his white teeth: "You can fight as much as you want, but don't kill me." He dropped the board, and Hu Wei trembled a little.

despair.

"Should I regret it? Shouldn't I regret it?" Qin Lang hummed a little tune and left the favor, thinking to himself: "It's good to have backbone, very good."

In today's battle, the Darcy tribe captured the famous Blood-Destroying Cavalry without losing a single soldier. It can be said that all the credit came from perverted classmate Qin Lang.

His name spread throughout the oasis overnight. Everyone, big and small, old and young knew about this young man who could defeat the armored knight.

Old Sartre's worries are not unreasonable. The topics of conversation about Lu Siluda gradually became less and less on weekdays, and they were replaced by Qin Lang. For example, where Qin Lang comes from and who he is, these are topics among the elderly.

The topics at the young girl's house were more about whether Qin Lang was married, whether he had a woman, and who was the woman with the same tail next to him.

The young men were discussing where Qin Lang learned martial arts, what his level of cultivation was, why he didn't take the official examination, etc.

As for the student involved, Qin Lang, was resting, sunbathing and doing Tai Chi every day. His life was pretty good. He was waiting for the arrival of certain two people.

It's just that the rice is a bit unpalatable. There is no rice or meat. Eating dough every day is hard on his new century mouth.

"Hey, I can't bear to eat this every day. Can't it be a little meaty?" Qin Lang put down his chopsticks and looked helpless. He couldn't eat the dough with wild vegetable roots.

Wang Xiang looked troubled: "Boss, I'm going to think of a solution."

Qin Lang looked at him and said, "What can you do? It's not easy to steal, but where is the delicious food here?" He was very curious about this question.

Wang Xiang said: "Of course it's Donglong City. There is white rice and large pieces of meat there."

"Donglong City!" Qin Lang's eyes lit up, and he came up with an idea. He was in a good mood. He took a big mouthful of dough and almost choked. Wang Xiang quickly poured water, which calmed his stomach.

"By the way, where is your sister? Why haven't you seen her for a whole day and haven't come to eat?" Qin Lang felt that Wang Tingting had been mysterious and mysterious recently, and she looked at him in a strange way, not knowing what she was doing.

Wang Xiang shook his head and said: "This damn girl didn't come back to cook. She went out early in the morning with the net bag she made a few days ago."

While the two were talking, the tent was opened and Wang Tingting walked in naked.

Wang Xiang was startled and asked: "Sister, what happened to you? Did you fall into the water?"

Wang Tingting raised her hand happily, and saw a small net bag in her hand. There were three or four palm-sized fish jumping in the net bag: "Look, I caught a fish."

"Fish." Qin Lang was overjoyed. He grabbed the net bag from her hand and opened it. He saw that it was jumping around, and there was no such thing as a fresh word.

"It's really a fish." Wang Xiang didn't expect his sister to go back to catch fish. He stared at Wang Tingting and asked: "Weren't you most afraid of water before? Why did you run into the water?"

Wang Tingting smiled and said: "No, my brother has no meat to eat. So..."

Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment. He was used to living like this. The only one who clamored to eat meat every day was his eldest brother. What happened to this girl?

Qin Lang happily tied up his net pocket and raised his head and said with a smile: "If a girl looks for meat for her own brother, she won't look for it for me. It's true."

Wang Tingting's face froze. She thought Qin Lang had misunderstood. She grabbed the hem of her breasts and felt anxious.

Qin Lang didn't notice this. He laughed and said: "It's good to have meat to eat. Wang Xiang, go quickly. Your sister is afraid of water and won't fish. Make it more fragrant. Finally, we have meat to eat."

Wang Xiang went out to catch fish happily, while Wang Tingting stood aside stupidly. Qin Lang looked at her with squinted eyes: "You caught it for me!"

Wang Tingting raised her head, waved her hands quickly and said: "No, I was also slandered, so..."

"Thank you." Qin Lang thanked him sincerely: "Go and change clothes quickly. It's not good if you catch a cold."

"Well!" Wang Tingting was very happy and walked out of the tent happily. Qin Lang looked at his residence, took out the space bag given by the old Taoist priest from his waist and said with a bad smile: "If there is no meat to eat, I will use you to steal some. Occasionally

It’s good to make Iljimae, not bad!

This episode is codenamed Iljimae!

Qin Lang and Wang Xiang quietly left the Daxi tribe in the early morning of the next day. In the early morning, the two of them rode a horse and disappeared into the desert.

Wang Xiang didn't understand why he had to ride one horse. There were more than twenty horses in the Bloody Cavalry, but Qin Lang was unwilling to ride one alone. He murmured in his heart.

Qin Lang had a huge headache. He didn't know how to drive a bicycle, a motorcycle, a tractor, a car, or a pickup truck, but he had never been exposed to this horse before, and he was almost thrown to death when he rode it!

He didn't want people to laugh at him, so he pretended that he had a plan and rode a horse with Wang Xiang. The speed was naturally slower along the way. At dusk, the horse carried two big men and was half exhausted before finally arriving at Donglong City.

outside.

Donglong City is a strange existence in the barren land.

There are two countries in the Barrens, one in the east, which is rich in jade, so it is called the Jade Country, and the other in the west has vast grasslands and weird canyons. Legend has it that Yanju, the flaming divine horse among the three divine horses in the Dragon Continent, once lived here.

That’s why it’s called Yanju Kingdom.

The two countries are not far apart. If you go to the Death Abyss, you will reach the Jade Kingdom. If you go west, you will reach the Yanju Kingdom after passing through the Death Desert. Donglong City is sandwiched between the Death Abyss and the Death Desert. This is

A magical and strange place.

The Death Abyss and the Death Desert are both named because humans cannot survive without living creatures. However, there is a rich oasis between the two, the Donglong Oasis. This oasis is rich in rice. Rice in the desert. Jade Country and Yan

Everyone in Ju Kingdom wants to get him, and they are fighting for it.

After many fights, no one fought against anyone. Naturally, this piece of land became a buffer and neutral zone. The people of Donglong City took care of it themselves. Gradually, it formed the current Donglong City and even raised itself.

The army had lived a prosperous life.

Unexpectedly, the Death Desert went crazy and continued to expand towards the Death Abyss, causing Donglong City to lose a large number of villages and land, and reactionary organizations such as refugees emerged, which gave the leaders of Donglong City a real headache. This article

We plan to send troops to directly solve the problem

Forget about killing them, but they didn't expect that the Jade Kingdom and the Yanju Kingdom were eyeing each other again and were about to fight. The battlefield happened to be just outside Donglong City, which made the leaders of Donglong City have to focus all their energy on this battle.

In the coming war, we can only let the refugees go.

The refugee Qin Lang finally came to Donglong City under the leadership of professional refugee Wang Xiang. The only thing Qin Lang felt about Donglong City was the pain in his buttocks. After almost a day of jolting, his precious buttocks almost fell apart.

Furthermore, he had a very bad opinion of the horse. Riding it would make my butt hurt.

While he was talking, he looked at Donglong City. He had heard about this city no less than a hundred times since he appeared in the abyss of death.

Donglong City is impeccably solid.

In Donglong City, the most powerful thing is not the cavalry but the swordsmen.

Donglong City, the Pearl of the Desert.

Donglong City, the treasure given to the desert by the God of Light.

Donglong City...

The city wall was more than ten meters high and was entirely made of black stone. Qin Lang thought that these might be bricks from this continent. It made the entire Donglong City look very depressing. He didn't like this place very much.

"Wang Xiang, what do you think is the first thing I should do if I get this city?"

"I can't guess what the boss is thinking." Wang Xiang was very sensible and expressed his thoughts honestly.

Qin Lang suddenly looked at this boy with special eyes and looked at him meaningfully: "Aren't you afraid that I am telling lies?"

Wang Xiang led the horse in front and looked back with a smile: "I can't tell what the boss is capable of. But I feel that the boss is not an ordinary person."

Qin Lang became interested and asked: "Oh, tell me, what else can I be if I am not an ordinary person?"

Wang Xiang looked at the sky and smiled without saying a word, then changed the subject and said: "Boss, if you get this city, what are you going to do first?"

"Demolish." Qin Lang looked at the tall city gate that was getting closer and said a word lightly. He thought the city gate was demolished. The city wall was demolished.

"Demolish. Demolish what?" Wang Xiang stopped where he was and looked into the distance. He didn't know what the boss was looking at when he entered the city like that.

Qin Lang paused, woke up from his intoxication and said with a smile: "Tear down the city gate and the city wall."

"Two beggars are talking nonsense." A man walked past Qin Lang and Wang Xiang heard Qin Lang's words. He couldn't help laughing.

Wang Xiang turned to look at him and shouted: "What my boss says is none of your business, get out of here."

The man was wearing a blue satin gown. He must have been from a wealthy family. He rolled up his sleeves with a pair of short eyebrows and said, "Hey, let's see who gets out."

Qin Lang saw this guy's naturally pale face and short eyebrows and knew that he was a playboy who often made the protagonist angry in novels. He smiled and said: "Uncle, you are talking nonsense, let's get out of here."

Wang Xiang got up and left quickly toward the city gate.

Wang Xiang was very puzzled and asked: "Boss, what are you afraid of? He is just a drunkard and a womanizer."

Qin Lang winked at him, and the man followed behind him with three followers: "What are we here for? It's not good to get into trouble before we even get in. Stay calm and take your time."

Wang Xiang couldn't bear the tone: "But he called us beggars."

Qin Lang smiled and said: "What's wrong with being a beggar? He can eat like a hundred people and sleep on the best bed in the world. Even the king of heaven and I don't have this kind of treatment. It's getting dark and the city gate has to be closed."

Wang Xiang looked at the boss who was walking forward in confusion. He didn't understand why he was so arrogant at times and so arrogant at other times. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that the boss was mysterious and unfathomable. He could only shake his head and follow him.

Donglong City is very big, so big that one person can walk around in it before it gets dark. Donglong City is very small. To be precise, the city owner is very timid. He closes the city gate as soon as the sun sets every day. No matter what happens if he comes back late.

They will never be opened.

The sky turned dark, and all the four gates of East, West, North, and South of Donglong City were closed. The scolding young man on the street was strolling leisurely surrounded by five or six thugs, but two tails quietly appeared in the alley behind him.

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"Boss, what are you doing with him?" Wang Xiang didn't know why the boss wanted to drag him to follow that person again. Was he waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?

Qin Lang raised his index finger at him to indicate not to speak.

The young man wandered around for about half an hour, and then all the lights on the street were turned on, and then he walked into a large house with a red painted door. Qin Lang hid in the dark and looked at the place.

I saw only four words written on the plaque above the main entrance.

Chengqin Xijia.

City girl, not bad. Qin Lang secretly laughed in his heart. No wonder that boy was so arrogant. It turned out he had a big background. He went back to the dark and whispered to Wang Xiang: "I'm going to go in and steal something later. Just hide."

Don’t let anyone find out.”

"Stealing things. That's the city lord's relative's house." Wang Xiang's eyes widened, never expecting that Qin Lang brought him to Donglong City to steal things.

Qin Lang sneered and said: "Don't make a fuss if you follow me from now on. Operation Iljimae is of course to steal things. Why else would you call me by this name?"

Wang Xiang hurriedly patted his chest to calm down his shock, trying not to be too surprised, but he was still very anxious: "If you are caught, you will be dead."

Qin Lang turned around and groped into the darkness: "If you still don't believe me, boss, wait for the good news."

In the darkness, Wang Xiang huddled quietly in the corner of the alley, not daring to move. The moon climbed into the sky. Everything was quiet.

A shadow jumped up the wall and fell silently into the courtyard without making a sound. In the darkness, Qin Lang looked towards the inner courtyard. He was unspeakably nervous when he stole something for the first time. He was wearing a mask and a hood. This was

How can the classic looks of the righteous thieves be changed at will? However, while retaining the classics, he added a few changes.

The moon in the sky happened to enter the dark clouds. Qin Lang passed through the corridor and stuck behind the fence. Several people came from a distance and seemed to be talking about something. He quickly left the fence and hid behind a rockery to listen carefully.

"Old Wang. What did the general come to discuss with me today? You are the best informed. Have you heard anything?" Two middle-aged men came from deep in the corridor, each holding a lantern in his hand, and they were talking.

About the affairs of the house.

"What else can we do? Let's discuss countermeasures. The Jade Kingdom and Yanju Kingdom are about to go to war. The city lord is very anxious. The refugees outside are making trouble again. You heard that the Bloody Cavalry has been out for five days and has disappeared."

"Didn't Old Na say that Donglong City is in danger? Should we leave here first? The Jade Kingdom and the Yanju Kingdom will suffer if they fight." The middle-aged man holding the lantern was startled when he heard the news.

Another person said: "Why are you in a hurry? The city lord will naturally have his own methods. If a fight really breaks out, we won't be too late to leave. Now we have finally found a seat in the mansion. If we lose it, it will be difficult to find it again."

"but……"

The two of them gradually walked away. Qin Lang walked out from behind the rockery and shrugged his shoulders. It didn't matter to him whether he was a general, a country of jade, or a country of Yanju. He came today to steal meat.

The first thing to do is naturally to find the kitchen. But in such a big yard, which direction is the kitchen is really a big question. Qin Lang walked around the yard, and it took almost an hour before he noticed something.

There was a faint aroma wafting from the brightly lit place, and he was so happy that he reached under the window and peeped inside.

Sure enough, it was the kitchen. The chefs were cooking in full swing. The one closest to the window was a chubby guy with superb knife skills. He carved a radish extremely delicately. Qin Lang lowered his head and took out a bag of face from his waist.

I laughed evilly last time, but today is the time to test the size of the Qiankun bag given by the old Taoist priest.

"Li San, we're out of oil. Go to the warehouse and get some. The general is here and the food will be served quickly."

Qin Lang was overjoyed when he heard the sounds coming from the kitchen, and turned into a dark corner against the wall. The door creaked, and the fat chef he had just seen walked out.

"Could he be Li San?" Qin Lang followed quietly, but he didn't notice that a short man also walked out of the other door at this time and walked in the completely opposite direction to the fat chef. This man was called Li San.

Li San who served the dishes and the fat chef was named Yan Liu. Qin Lang had completely gone with the wrong person.

The fat chef trotted along humming a song. After walking for a long time, he came to an exquisite pavilion. There were two guards with knives guarding the door. The fat chef Yan Liu whispered a few words to the guards and entered. Qin Lang

I was very confused as I followed. The warehouse still needs guards to guard it?

He crawled under the tree to the other side of the attic and heard hearty laughter coming from above, as if someone was talking. He felt even more strange, was there someone else talking and laughing in the granary?

In order to get a clear view, he jumped onto the nearest lush green tree and climbed quietly into the canopy. This green tree was very tall, and its height in the canopy provided ample visibility.

I saw that the second floor was magnificently decorated. Two people in official uniforms were toasting and drinking. There were six maids waiting around them. The fat chef nodded and recorded something in a small booklet in his hand.

The attic was brightly lit, and Qin Lang could clearly see their faces. One was short and fat, with a smile that never disappeared from his round face. The person opposite him was tall and burly, with a scar at the corner of his eye.

In order to attract attention, this man seems to have a very forthright personality, and the wine in front of him is served in a bowl.

Only then did Qin Lang realize that he had gone to the wrong place. He sat on a green tree, pulled out a leaf and cursed secretly: "I said I went to the warehouse, why did I come to the Yingbin Building? What did this fat chef do?"

"This is Chef Yan. General, you can take a good look at it." The short fat man in the attic greeted the fat chef.

Scarface, who called him General, carefully studied Yan Liu who was holding the pamphlet, picked up a plate of tofu from the table and asked: "Chef Yan, did you cook this dish?"

The color of the tofu in his hand was crystal clear, as white as the white clouds in the sky, and its appearance was even more amazing. Even Qin Lang, who was climbing on the tree, could see that the plate of tofu was carved into the shape of a little man, with a graceful appearance.

The smile is lovely and lifelike.

The fat chef had a look of pride on his face, nodded and said, "Can General Yunzhongxian take advantage of this dish?"

The general smiled and said: "The knife skills are top-notch, the color is excellent, and the taste is even better."

Yan Liu's expression did not change when he heard the compliments, as if this was expected. He nodded and said: "Don't worry if the general likes the little chef. If you need any more dishes, just ask. The general is one of the best on the battlefield. In the little chef

Yan Liu still has some confidence in the kitchen."

The general put down the plate in his hand and Yan Liu and the short fat man looked at each other and smiled after hearing what he said. But the smile looked a bit weird. The two of them never left their eyes on the plate.

Suddenly, the general's smile stopped, he slapped the table and said angrily: "Bold."

The maids serving around him were startled, and the fat chef Yan Liuye was startled. He didn't know how the general who was so happy just now got angry.

"What's wrong, General? Is it because you don't like the food?"

he asked quickly for a cook.

"Yun Zhongxian, you have a good name. Do you know who you carved it for?" the general asked, staring at him with an eye-catching look.

Yan Liu quickly said: "The little chef carved the god of wealth."

The general placed the plate in the middle of the table: "What a god of wealth. Do you know that this god is in the Holy See?"

Yan Liu understood immediately, his round face turned pale. He quickly said: "It's all the chef's fault, he shouldn't be carving such things."

The general looked at the short fat man opposite and said coldly: "Look at the people in your family. A little cook dares to cook even the figures of the Vatican for us to eat. If such a bold act is known to the people of the Vatican, how will they be explained?

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The short fat man's eyes widened and he waved his hands repeatedly: "This... this..." He looked at Yan Liu who was standing aside for a long time and choked out a sentence: "The general makes the decision for me. He has nothing to do with my family."

Yan Liu was shocked, and a line of sweat broke out on his forehead. He could clearly see that this piece of work that was written on the spur of the moment would probably lead to death for him.

The general raised his eyebrows and stared at Yan Liu coldly: "Tell me, what are your intentions?"

Yan Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead and calmed down. He stood up straight and said, "I'm just a cook who likes to cook. How can I have anything to do with the Holy See? General, it's a joke."

The general said angrily: "Looking for death." He pulled out the sword from his waist and wiped it on Yan Liu's neck. His sword was so fast that Yan Liu had no chance to dodge. The sword was about to scratch his neck, but it was steady.

stopped in front of his eyes.

"Tell me quickly, what is your intention? Do you know anything?" The general continued to ask,

The short fat man opposite his face tightened, and he quickly whispered: "General, are you talking about that?"

Yan Liu knew that he would definitely die today. He had learned cooking skills since he was a child. He only knew how to study cooking and had no idea what the general mentioned. He thought: "I don't know anything the general said. What happened today is my fault."

Chef, if the general wants to kill him, kill him." What he said was that retreat is the best way to advance. If you make the wrong dish, you will not die. If you know something you shouldn't know, you will definitely die.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the general. Regarding that matter, he would rather kill the wrong one hundred than let such a person know. He wanted to kill Yan Liu with a single stroke of the sword in his hand.

In the past six days, Yan was able to carve all kinds of vegetables into beautiful shapes, and he was so good with the knife. How could he not resist? He suddenly picked up the knife for cutting the leg of lamb from the table and flicked it upward.

Colliding with the sword, he blocked the fatal blow.

The general sneered, and the sword he blocked while sitting on the bench slashed towards Yan Liu's wrist like a snake. Yan Liu had no choice but to slash out with the knife quickly, which was exactly the move he usually used to chop bones.

"Bang." The swords and knives met, and the fat chef staggered a step. The general sat firmly on the chair without moving at all. The long sword in his hand had already cut into Yan Liu's arm during the gap. Yan Liu was hurt by the knife.

It fell to the ground with a clang.

The surrounding maids were so frightened that they fled downstairs in panic. Yan Liu was defeated by the general and kicked over the table to escape. How could the general give him a chance? The sword moved lightly and wiped the back of Yan Liu's neck. This time

You will definitely die if you go.

Suddenly, a stone flew from outside the building and hit the sword with a "ding". The sword could not withstand the force and hit the coffee table nearby. Yan Liu had to escape to death.

"Who?" The general was shocked and turned to look outside the building. The stone was thrown in from outside the building.

The short fat man was slightly frightened. He signaled to the general and quickly fled downstairs. The entrance to the corridor was blocked by five guards. Yan Liu had no way to escape and could only retreat towards the window.

"It's just a plate of food. As for killing people?" A lazy voice came from outside the building.

The general's eyebrows were raised and he chased the fat chef Yan Liu regardless of the noise outside. He knew very well that this was the only way to force the opponent to show up.

"Whoosh." More than a dozen stones smashed the window, accurately extinguishing the lights upstairs, and it was suddenly dark upstairs. The general did not expect that the other party was so thoughtful, and he jumped up from his chair with a sudden move.

Kick, the chair hit Yan Liu with a hundred kilograms of force, killing every one.

"Bang." At this moment, a big hole suddenly opened in the roof, and the moonlight poured down like water. A gray shadow fell into the house under the cover of the moonlight. There was a chaotic sound of ping-ping-pong-pong. The five guards could not even groan and rolled down.

Go upstairs. The black figure was very fast. After beating the person, he grabbed the fat chef and ran towards the corridor.

The general has experienced hundreds of battles, his eyesight is sharp, and his hands are quick. He blocked the entrance of the corridor with a quick stride. He saw a gray shadow coming over. His long sword danced into a sword flower. The sword flower reflected the moonlight and illuminated the area one foot in front of him. He also took care of the enemy.

figure.

It was a thief, a thief wearing gray clothes and a gray hat. His face was covered with gray cloth. He took two steps back. The general said coldly: "Who sent you?"

The person who saved the fat chef was none other than Qin Lang, who was hiding in the big green tree. He laughed loudly and said: "The gentleman in Liang Shang cannot understand your style, so save his life."

"Nonsense, thieves all wear black." The general took a step forward and danced another set of sword flowers. The sharp sword skills were like poisonous snakes. Qin Lang pushed Yan Liu away with a palm, twisting left and right.

He dodged the opponent's sword moves one by one, and at the same time picked up a teapot next to him and threw it at the general, covering his head and face.

The scalding water fell, and the general did not expect that the opponent would be so unprepared for the attack. The hot water poured on him, making him scream.

Qin Lang laughed twice, pulled out a black sword and struck hard on the general's sword. The sword made a crisp sound and broke into two pieces. He grabbed the fat chef and rushed downstairs.

, the downstairs was already surrounded by guards who came to arrest people.

The guards shouted and called each other with the swords in their hands. Qin Lang touched his waist and grabbed a lot of the tiles he had just taken from the roof of the building and shot them indiscriminately. The tiles were flying and smashing in an astonishing way.

Make a gap.

Yan Liu stared at this scene with his mouth open. The guards downstairs numbered at least fifty or sixty, and the man in gray had such great martial arts skills.

"Why are you so stunned? Why don't you help me quickly?" The voice of the man in gray came to his ears. Yan Liu picked up a bench and knocked over the guard on the left. The two of them rushed out of the first floor and fled into the courtyard.

At this time, the general holding a dagger rushed down from the stairs. He looked at the guards who fell to the ground with wide eyes and asked: "Where are the people? Where did they go? They are a bunch of trash." There was still a hanging on his head.

Tea, the tea boiled the back of my hand with red blisters, which made me very embarrassed.

A group of guards got up and hurriedly chased Qin Lang in the direction where he was fleeing.

The general looked at the broken sword in his hand. His sword was made of fine iron. It could not cut through ordinary weapons, but it was like tofu in front of the black weapon of the man in gray. He tried hard to calm down the anger in his heart.

He had to re-evaluate the strength of the man in gray. He was the second strongest combat power in Donglong City. When did such a number one person appear here? Thinking of this, the flame of anger in his heart was completely extinguished. Things are definitely not as simple as they appear.

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"Gentleman Liang Shang... a very lame lie." He rushed out of the attic and shouted: "Catch them all. If you can't catch them, don't come back to see them."

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Then the real gentleman Qin Lang dragged a fat man who ran slowly and hid on the roof. He looked at the guards coming and going below, and the sky was gradually turning white, and he felt depressed for a while.

"I didn't get anything to eat. I was so burdened that I met one myself."

The fat chef Yan Liu clung to the roof and did not dare to move. The unexpected disaster tonight had frightened him.

Qin Lang had a good heart and looked at his pale face and couldn't help but persuade him: "Don't be afraid, we can escape." His words seemed to have a certain degree of verification.

"He's over here." A shout suddenly came from the distance, and the searching guards below rushed towards the direction of the sound. Almost as fast as they breathed, there was no one in the corridor below.

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, not expecting things to change so quickly.

Are there other Liang Shang gentlemen in this house?

He glanced at the shouting voice, shook his head and walked along the wall to the roof. It was pitch dark and there was no one around, and Yan Liu followed him closely.

Qin Lang stopped and turned to look at him and said: "A colleague has rescued us. Run away. It's safe now. Don't follow me. I still have things to do."

The fat chef Yan Liu looked stiff and said: "I can cook, my benefactor took me away, I can't escape alone."

Qin Lang looked at his fat body and said, "Why should I bring you a cumbersome chef if I don't have anything to eat?" He comforted him: "Don't be afraid, it's useless for you to follow me. Go out along this road, and I'll go through another one."

Lead the remaining guards in this direction. You will be safe."

The fat chef Yan Liu shook his head and said: "It's too dangerous for my benefactor to do that. I know a way out is nearby. Let's go out together."

When Qin Lang heard this, he realized that the chef in front of him knew the way to this courtyard much better than he did. Since there was a way out, he began to think about other ideas.

"My benefactor, I'd better go with you as soon as possible. It's too dangerous for you to stay in there alone." The fat chef Yan Liu just managed to escape. But Qin Lang said he wanted to go back again. He didn't know what he was thinking. The way out was right in front of him.

It's obviously a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, there is no need to discuss.

Qin Lang smiled mysteriously: "I haven't got anything yet, so hurry up and leave. It will be a burden for me to take you with me."

The fat chef Yan Liu had no choice but to kneel down on the ground and said: "My benefactor, Yan Liu will never forget it for the rest of his life." Qin Lang was startled.

The fat chef said again: "I will get up if my benefactor promises to take me away when he comes out safely."

Qin Lang looked at him and thought that maybe it would be good to bring a chef, but he didn't know how good his cooking skills were, so he asked: "How are your cooking skills? I can't bring a useless person."

The fat chef was very happy when he heard this: "Although I have just debuted, I think there is no chef in Donglong City who can surpass me in cooking skills."

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment. Could it be that he had found a treasure for himself?

"There is a room with colorful flags in the northeast corner outside. There is a dark alley behind the house. There is a friend named Wang Xiang inside. You go and meet him first."

The fat chef quickly stood up and crawled out through the dog hole in the corner.

Qin Lang frowned as he looked at the dog hole. He didn't want to go out from such a place, so he went towards the kitchen to touch things and still stole things and came back empty-handed. It was not good.

He didn't know how many thieves came to the house. He only heard shouts from the east and then from the west. It was very lively. Qin Lang didn't have time to care who it was. He knocked out a guard halfway and replaced him.

The clothes swaggered out of the kitchen. The lights in the kitchen were still bright, and several chefs gathered together with pots and pans in their hands, fully equipped.

"Who?" As if they heard footsteps outside, several chefs became nervous and squeezed the kitchen utensils in their hands.

"Hurry up and open the door. The general is afraid that thieves will go to the granary. Let me guard it. You hurry up and lead the way." Qin Lang shouted loudly from outside.

The kitchen door opened a crack, and a cook wearing a white flat hat squeezed out. He was holding an iron spoon in his hand and he was relieved when he saw that it was a guard: "Brother guard, I will take you there right now."

Qin Lang shouted: "Hurry up, why are you panicking? This is a thief who won't steal from you."

The cook hurriedly opened the door and hurried forward. Qin Lang trotted to follow him. This was the speed he wanted. After a while, the two of them came to a long room with two floors. Qin Lang almost

Can smell the meat.

The cook said: "Brother, guard, the granary of Xifu is here, I will go back first."

"Wait a minute, open the door and let me go in and take a look. It will be difficult if the thief is hiding inside." He didn't have the ability to open locks and could only trick the cook.

The cook looked embarrassed: "Only the chief chef has the key to the warehouse, and I can't open it."

Qin Lang secretly cursed a few times for his bad luck, waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly, and then stood at the door of the warehouse in a pretentious manner. He wanted to steal things with some cleverness and imitate the gangsters, but he didn't have the key and he didn't have the means to open the lock.

Can give up.

After a while, he made sure that no one was around. He took out the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist, pulled out the black stone sword, and gently opened the door lock. The door lock broke, and Qin Lang opened the door and walked in.

The room was very dark and he couldn't see anything, but Qin Lang could smell the scent of bacon, and he felt much more comfortable and praised: "Finally, my spring is here."

"Qiang." The sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded beside him, and a long sword as thick as a little finger was placed on his neck. Qin Lang was startled and quickly raised his hand to quietly put the black stone sword in the dark.

In the bag.

"Excuse me, I didn't take anything, and I didn't have a weapon in my hand."

The long sword trembled and hesitantly slashed at his neck, making a clanking sound of fine iron.

"Huh." A voice of exclamation came from the darkness. Qin Lang quickly retreated towards the door. The sword just struck his neck solidly. If he hadn't had the body of King Kong, he would have been splashed with blood three feet.

.(To be continued..)