Two wild dogs chased and ran through the streets of Yazhou City with joy.

A piece of foot with thick beef tendon wrapped in steel plates, and the boots were made of a python leather hood, and the big foot, commonly known as "Kick to Death of the Cow", suddenly flew up and kicked the head of a wild dog running away in front. With a "bang", the dog's head exploded, and the small stray dog ​​flew more than ten feet high, and fell heavily to the ground, with blood spilling all over the ground.

The stray dog ​​chasing behind was so scared that his tail shrank. While peeing, he turned around and ran to the nearest alley.

The smell of blood spread in the night. The stray cats and dogs who were chasing and playing, the mice in the dark corners, and the little creatures like yellow-skinned all stopped and became much quieter around them.

Several strong men wearing black public uniforms, red cloaks on their outer edges, iron waist tags hanging around their waists, and a layer of red paint on them walked out of the darkness. The leading man looked around with a hint of solemnity, pulled out a bronze rod more than six feet long from the sack behind him, and inserted it heavily into the street stone slabs.

A trace of flowing light lit up on the bronze rod, and a string of strange patterns leaped on the bronze rod like living things. A light blue light curtain quickly spread around, integrating it with the light curtains at the other three streets not far away, turning into a thin barrier. It enveloped a courtyard covering an area of ​​more than 30 acres in the southeast corner of Yazhou City.

High around the courtyard, there was a strong man wearing strong clothes and a big red cloak holding a strong bow and crossbow, quietly showing his figure.

The sound of the 'bangbang' bangzi was heard, and two night-time guests broke into the street. A strong man rushed forward two steps and shouted in a low and extremely stern manner: "Tingwei's Mansion is in action, don't approach anyone, get out!"

The two antiques were so scared that they shivered all over. Subconsciously, they looked at the blood-colored cloaks on the big men's bodies, and turned around and left in a hurry.

The lights in the courtyard, shrouded in the blue barrier, were swaying, and there were tooth plates ringing, and there were even crisp and pleasant female voices singing sad and affectionate tunes. Although it was already late at night, there were still people in the courtyard, and there were even more laughter, and the aroma of wine and meat continued to float out.

A team of strong men wearing blood-colored cloaks, swords on their waists and iron spears walked out from the corners of the streets around them and quietly surrounded the entire yard. More than a hundred strong men stood in front of the main entrance of the yard, respectfully surrounded a man in a vermilion robe, who seemed to be about thirty people, had a little beard on his jaw, and was quite handsome.

"Master Zhou!" A strong man with iron armor on his upper body was obviously a bit higher than an ordinary strong man respectfully saluted the man in red robe: "Do you call the door or attack?"

The man in red robe smiled slightly and said softly: "You are rude, don't be polite, why are you calling me? Take in!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in red robe pulled out a square mace made of brass from his sleeve, shaking his hand and hitting the air in front of him hard. Then he heard a crisp sound of "pop", and a lightning light mixed with blue and red fist thickness blasted out from the long mace and hit the front door.

Made of thousand-year-old iron wood in the deep mountains of Yazhou, it is one foot thick and can even resist the impact of the city car, and it is shattered. Countless pieces of broken wood of palm-sized wood mixed with big and small wood thorns flying into the yard. More than a dozen strong men guarding the yard screamed, and their bodies were tickled by broken wood, like sieves.

A little blood spilled all over the ground. A forty-year-old man Xu, who was lucky enough to be injured by a broken wood, and his left arm was broken with his elbow, suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and shouted: "Where did the thief come from? Touch his head, this is..."

The man in red robe had already entered the yard first. When he saw the man pulling his sword at him, he smashed his mace without saying a word.

With a crisp sound, the scent of thunder fire dissipated. The man's forged horizontal knife in his hand was blown to pieces, his right arm was also blown to pieces, and his chest was even killed by thunder fire, which made his bones fly across the body, and his entire upper body was smaller.

The man fell silently and his long hair hanging from both sides of his cheeks spread out, revealing two blood-colored gold seals the size of eggs on his left and right cheekbones.

"Scared, just say that this Captain Wang is definitely not a good person." The man in red robe pointed to the golden seal on the face of the man and smiled: "The thief who was slaughtered by three thousand miles must be a mob that caused trouble in the local area. He was not placed in the military camp and was cautiously taken care of by him. He was left by his side to be a confidant. Is there any good person who is with the thief?"

The brigade of men in high spirits broke into the yard and quickly walked inward along the veranda on both sides into the courtyard.

Only the man in iron armor stood beside the man in red robe, nodded with a smile and said, "What Master Zhou said is very much. In this wasteland, some miserable villains always owe some awesomeness to the king's law, and it is inevitable that they will do all kinds of illegal and disorderly things."

That being said, the iron-armored man couldn't help but look disapproving in his eyes.

Qizhou is a border land. Not to mention the dangers in the surrounding 100,000 wilderness, I don’t know how many dense bandits are in the mountains at the junction of Qizhou and several neighboring states, and there are also giant bandits like the "Zhen Sanzhou".

If the state army in Muzhou only recruited good families as soldiers from the people, how could the combat effectiveness of these good families be comparable to these thugs who had committed serious crimes and were exiled for thousands of miles? These thieves often have the ability to be indestructible. It is very easy to make a name for themselves in the army, and it is natural to be taken as a confidant by the state military captain!

As long as you can kill people and fight in the military camp, you are a hero!

Instead, it is abide by the law and other things. Haha, who remembers this when the big knife was cut off?

However, the man in red robe was Shangguan who had just arrived from the capital, and was the immediate boss of the iron-armored man. He was unwilling to go against his wishes, but he followed his words and wanted to please him.

"Snakes and rats rushed in and controlled everyone, but anyone who dared to resist would kill them!" A smug smile appeared on the slightly gloomy face of the man in the red robe. He held the copper mace and stepped towards the backyard with big steps.

With a loud roar, hundreds of powerful men in uniform raised their iron spears, formed a three-person killing formation, and broke into the backyard with big strides.

Suddenly, a scattered mess in the huge yard, and the servants screamed strangely, and even the bodyguards of the wardrobe drew their swords toward each other. A powerful crossbow arrow broke through the air, and a shrill scream came from time to time in the yard, which was the wardrobe hit by an arrow.

After a tea hour, a man in the red robe sat upright on a square table with a cup of cake and plates in a brightly lit backyard. Seven or eight men were tied up with iron chains by strong men, and had long swords on their necks. They were forced to kneel on the ground.
Chapter completed!