Rise From Eight Hundred

"Hmm!" The colonel adjutant with three gold stars on his collar jumped off his horse, looked around, and snorted from his nose as a response.

He glanced at the sheriff who was nodding and bowing behind Manager Wang, his eyes were cold, and he pointed the whip in his hand at the sheriff, "Why, even the black dog dared to come here to make trouble?"

"I dare not, I dare not, sir, I heard that there were thieves making trouble, so I came to arrest them!" The sweat on the sheriff's forehead rolled down, and he hurriedly explained in a low voice.

If someone else called him "Black Dog", he would have pulled out his pistol immediately, but facing this person, he dared not say a word, and even had to put on a smile that he himself felt disgusted.

It was really that the situation was stronger than the person. Not to mention the three gold stars on his collar showing the rank of Army Colonel, just the dozens of infantrymen who surrounded him and his subordinates, both with submachine guns and machine guns, were the representatives of the most elite infantry.

If he really had to be shot, he would have no place to complain even if he died.

"Oh? Where is the thief? If he hasn't been caught, don't let me arrest you to report to the task." The army colonel swept his eyes around coldly and said coldly. "The one who dared to come to Tang's grain store to make trouble must not be an ordinary thief, but a Japanese spy to destroy the food supply in Xuzhou City, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes, sir, you have awakened me with a word. This must be a premeditated sabotage." The police chief nodded and agreed.

He felt very sorry for the little Taoist priest who was still in the grain store. Originally, if he was taken away by him, this kind of public security case would be released after two months of detention, but if he was accused of this big hat by the army colonel in front of him, I am afraid that the little Taoist priest's life would be in danger.

Even the refugees under the eaves could not escape the relationship with the party.

Although the sheriff is not an expert in solving cases, he has been in this mixed system for seven or eight years, and his ability to read people's expressions is not bad. As soon as he arrived here, unlike the ordinary people who were frightened and simply afraid, the refugees closest to the grain store were afraid and worried about the little Taoist priest in the grain store.

Obviously, the reason why the colonel adjutant did this was to kill one to warn the hundred. Who dared to make trouble in Tang's grain store would be extinguished with thunder.

In this wartime, if a few ordinary people died, who would dare to say that he, a high-ranking military official with a big background, was nothing? I'm afraid that even the one sitting in Xuzhou City knew, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Yes, yes, Adjutant Sun..." Hearing what the officer said, Manager Wang hurriedly whispered something to the officer. Judging from the eyes that kept sweeping over the refugees, he definitely hated the refugees who bought food.

He even cast his eyes on the crowd, trying to find the person who spoke for Mingxin before.

A typical villain, a bad guy, calling him a dog is an insult to dogs.

The sheriff lowered his head and tried his best to hide his disgust. He thought he was not a good person. He would eat the defendant and then the plaintiff. This was his way of doing business. But compared with this person, he would definitely do things after receiving money.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its owner! If you have any blame, just point it at the little Taoist!" Mingxin strode out of the grain store, looking at the dozens of guns facing him, his eyes were clear.

The whole audience was silent!

Even those who knew the little Taoist Tietou before did not expect that his head would be so iron-headed. Facing dozens of guns, he dared to face the challenge.

The army colonel narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You guys, since you put on this military uniform, you should defend China on the battlefield, but you have become running dogs to escort profiteers. It's really shameful. If so, I will kill you!" Mingxin said loudly, ignoring the dozens of guns in front of him, and stretched his hand back.

"Clang!" With a crisp sound, an unusual three-foot-long sword was held in his palm and placed horizontally in front of him.

The sword with two blades is different from the conventional slender sword in China. The sword spine is obviously much thicker. It is better to say that it is a double-edged sword than a sword.

Obviously, this sword not only has the function of stabbing, but also has the function of chopping, which is very demanding for the user.

A breeze blew, and Mingxin's slightly spacious green Taoist robe rippled slightly. In addition, his face was as gentle as jade, his figure was tall, and his sword-holding style was even more outstanding.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the young man at this time was already radiating light all over his body.

However, the brighter Mingxin was, the more sad it was.

Facing dozens of guns pointed at him, no matter how outstanding his style was, he could only die.

What a pity! Perhaps not only ordinary people and the sheriff thought so, but even several soldiers who raised their guns showed reluctance in their eyes.

Just like Mingxin said, not everyone wants to be a lackey of the rich and powerful, but they have no choice.

This is the way of the world! Even if they don't like it.

Whether it's a chaotic world or a prosperous world, for ordinary people, how many people can choose the path they want to take?

"Haha! The little Taoist priest is quite unique! Even if we are demons, how many people can you kill with your sword?" The colonel adjutant suddenly laughed in surprise, and raised his hand slightly: "For your good appearance, I give you a choice, kneel down and surrender, otherwise..."

As the colonel adjutant raised his hand, the soldiers present pulled the bolts of their guns and put their hands on the triggers.

As long as that hand waved, these well-trained soldiers would definitely pull the trigger without hesitation. Dozens of steel torrents would tear a little Taoist priest holding a big sword to pieces, even if he was wearing heavy armor that was impervious to swords and guns.

Mingxin's answer was that his Taoist robe moved without wind!

That was the state when his strength had reached its peak.

If it was Director Han who came, he would be dumbfounded! For him who had been immersed in Chinese martial arts for decades, that state of unity of inside and outside was a dream pursuit.

But he did not expect that this highest state of Chinese martial arts would appear in a young man.

If he could, he would tell the army colonel who was sure of victory that perhaps Mingxin, who had reached this state, would still be defeated by these dozens of soldiers who were already fully alert at a long distance, but at this close distance and on such a complicated street, they might not necessarily win.

A master-level expert whose body is so agile that it is not like a human may not be able to dodge bullets, but he can sense it before the muzzle of your gun is pointed at him and dodge so that you cannot lock him.

At least, the grain store that still provides a lot of hiding space can allow Mingxin to dodge the first wave of attacks. As long as the soldiers dare to chase in, it will be a disaster for them.

Looking at the refugees shivering under the eaves with some regret, a trace of blood flashed in Mingxin's lowered eyes. He wanted to save them, but never thought of sending them to death.

However, in front of a strong heart, these regrets disappeared instantly.

He grasped the great sword that had been passed down by the master for nearly a thousand years. This sword had cut through the heavy armor of the Jin soldiers and cut off the heads of Mongolian generals. It would not be difficult to kill some powerful lackeys.

The colonel's adjutant had a gloomy face, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his hand was about to swing down.

"Boom!"

The thunderous sound of horse hooves rang out on the long street.

That was a scene that could only be created by a large-scale cavalry.

This was indeed the case. More than 20 cavalrymen were advancing at high speed along the long street.

The colonel's adjutant, who was startled and looked back, couldn't help but shrink his pupils suddenly.

This is a city, not a wilderness. Who actually let the cavalry run wildly here? Even he would not do so easily.

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