Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Master, why don't you take him?"

"This is a long-lasting battle. The two sides are like chess players. The most taboo thing in the game is to force airdrops when the opponent's external power is strong. You will be chased all the way. Even if you get lucky, you will find that The opponent has long taken advantage of the opportunity to chase you and re-cast the copper and iron walls, occupying more ground."

"We can't fight for a while, but seek forever."

This was a secret battle, and the opponent did not do it himself, but he had already forced Fang Xing to use the secret hands that had already been arranged.

On the other hand, Fang Xing used his dark hands to force his opponent to discard a lot of chess pieces, and won the trust of the people of Jinan.

This is the second cut after clearing the field.

Seeing blood!

Who's winning?

Back at the station, Zhu Gaoxu had already taken a cold shower and was eating noodles.

That bowl is mostly for soup, it's huge.

"we won."

Fang Xing said affirmatively.

"That's good."

Zhu Gaoxu buried his head and continued to eat noodles.

Fang woke up to sleep. After the results of his previous plans, he felt a little tired.

It was dark when I woke up.

"Master, Mr. Seventeen went to the person's place and his face was a little swollen when he came out."

Xin Laoqi was always so energetic, as if he never had to rest.

Fang Xing yawned, stretched his waist and said, "It is only right for the master to beat the servant."

Xin Laoqi continued: "The right chief ambassador Jiang Xuze and Chang Yu quarreled again, and then had a drink with Mr. Seventeen in the restaurant."

The night was deep, Fang Xing raised his head and looked at the starry sky, feeling that the stars all over the sky seemed to be brighter.

"now?"

"Yes, sir."

Fang Xing felt a little hungry. He took the towel and washed his face. Then, holding the towel, he said, "He started too lightly."

Xin Laoqi turned around, then disappeared into the night alone.

"Get me a bowl of noodles, do you have any stewed dishes? If you have one, let me have some, and then a pot of wine. Ask for spirits."

Fang Xing felt a little lazy, she was lazy and didn't want to move, she was a little sluggish, as if she was stupid.

"Where is Your Highness?"

"Master Chang invites His Highness to eat, I guess he will get drunk."

"No, it must be Chang Yu who is drunk."

Wang He felt this was illogical: "Everyone knows that His Royal Highness Han is good at wine. As long as he can get drunk, His Highness is happy even if he drinks it from another person."

"You don't understand, Chang Yu must have lost his heart when he came out with his dark hands this time. If he took the initiative to get drunk at this time, he would be calm.

...

Chang Yu was already drunk, drunk unconscious, and vomited all over the floor.

Zhu Gaoxu was still drinking, so no one dared to carry Chang Yu out.

"The amount of alcohol is not good, but it's an honest person. Turning around, this king will tell your majesty."

The servant on the side heaved a sigh of relief: Chang Yu gave up his life to accompany the gentleman for just such a sentence.

...

"It's lost, it's a complete defeat!"

Jiang Xuze toasted in frustration, and then said with red eyes: "Those people are now like bereaved dogs, waiting for Fang Xing's disposal, but Fang Xing actually didn't do anything. This person... he is deterring and making people wait. Go crazy!"

Mr. Seventeen's left cheek was swollen high, and his right cheek was slightly better, but it looked funny like a pig's head.

He was already a little drunk, leaning on the table and smiling.

"Are you out of town? Is the accounting paper out of town?"

Jiang Xuze shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The officer was crazy before following you. Now the news is completely blocked, like a puppet."

...

In the dark, Yi rode galloping through the city.

The sound of horseshoes spread far and wide in the quiet night.

"Who? Stop!"

"Xinghe Bojiading!"

For some people, night prohibition is nothing but nothing, especially in places like Jinan, where many people regard it as nothing.

After checking the waist card, watching Xin Laoqi go far away, someone muttered: "A group of cavalry went out of the city just now, heading towards the capital. The gatekeepers didn't dare to ask at all. Now there is another one. I am afraid that something will happen tonight. what!"

"That person just now seems to be the most useful Xin Laoqi next to Uncle Xing He, he came out alone, what is this going to do?"

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of horseshoes stopped abruptly.

"Over there...Isn't Mr. Jiang banqueting there?"

...

The lights flickered, and the scent of meat and wine mixed together, which made people feel a bit rancid.

"Do you regret it?"

Mr. Seventeen felt that after drinking, the pain on both sides of his face was much less, and he couldn't even feel it.

Wine is a good thing, especially when you drink it to the point where you feel ecstatic.

Jiang Xuze shook his head and said, "This official wants fame, understand? This official has already fallen out with Chang Yu. If there is no fame, one day you will find the official family among the group of people in exile, so ...If you fail, this official will first treat you..."

"Boom!"

This restaurant has closed and will not accept other guests. So this loud noise was particularly harsh.

"Who?"

Someone downstairs asked.

"what……"

The feeling of hitting the face with the sheath long knife was so uncomfortable that half of the teeth could not be kept.

Jiang Xuze had already heard the screaming sound from his entourage. He staggered to his feet and cursed: "Go and see, go and see!"

The shopkeeper was outside the door, and he rushed down with the man after hearing this.

Mr. Seventeen dissatisfied: "It's the sergeant who watched the night, Lord Jiang, this is someone who doesn't give you face!"

Jiang Xuze was about to explain, when footsteps came.

The sound of a person's footsteps approached the room in a steady rhythm.

Jiang Xuze and Mr. Seventeen frowned and looked at the door of the room, thinking in their hearts how to clean up these visionless guys.

Only one door opened, and the sound of footsteps approached. Just as Jiang Xuze was about to curse, another door flew in suddenly.

"Boom!"

Jiang Xuze trembled and was taken aback, then calmly got up and slowly got up.

When Mr. Seventeen saw the man outside the door, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "What does Fang Xing want to do? Do you want to kill?"

Xin Laoqi stared at Mr. Seventeen and slowly said: "My master said, your master's action is too light."

Mr. Seventeen sneered: "Why, he sent you to see the old man's joke?"

He drank too much, but Jiang Xuze was still sober.

So Jiang Xuze subconsciously held the wine glass and wanted to throw it away.

However, Mr. Seventeen thought of the identity of Xin Laoqi, his body instantly cold, hissing: "What does Fang Xing mean? Lang Lang Qian Kun! Lang Lang Qian Kun..."

Old Seventh Xin stepped forward, glanced at Jiang Xuze, then grabbed Mr. Seventeen who was about to evade, and stepped on it.

Click!

"Oh..."

The sharp and miserable howl immediately alarmed the surrounding people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Amidst a burst of noise, Xin Laoqi walked out of the restaurant, and a group of sergeants in front of him blocked the way.

The long knife shone cold under the leaking light in the open door, the two long bows were slowly pulled apart, and the metal arrows flashed cold light.

"He stepped on Mr. Seventeen's leg! Two! Both legs were stepped off!"

An entourage screamed frantically in the door, he hoped that Xin Laoqi would be divided into corpses, and Jinan City would be in chaos.

Xin Laoqi looked at the long sword bow and arrow coldly, and said, "According to orders!"

The small banner officer who led the team was shocked, Xin Laoqi was Fang Xing’s family member, and only Fang Xing could order him, so...

"My lord, Random Arrow..."

A sergeant urged behind him, and the small banner officer roused himself and shouted: "Stop the sword! Make way!"

Xin Laoqi got on the horse and went away, still screaming in the restaurant, his voice seeping.

The small banner officer fixedly looked at the lights inside and suddenly turned around.

"Snapped!"

The sergeant behind him fell to the ground with a slap in the face, and the small banner officer said coldly: "I am wronged here because the temple is small here. If you think about that little robe, you will get rid of tomorrow, otherwise I will take you down. , Give it to Uncle Xinghe, I think his old man will give the officer a future!"

There was turmoil in the restaurant, and soon a man lifted Mr. Seventeen out with a wooden board. Because he struggled too hard, he needed to be tied tightly with a rope.

Then Jiang Xuze came out pale, he looked up at the night, and then said solemnly: "Send someone to stare at the city to see what changes will happen." For mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.

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