Chapter 1985 He Played Too Lightly (Thanks to the Leader of 'Little Temper' For the Reward!)

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

"This is a long-lasting battle. The two sides are like chess players. The most taboo thing in chess is to force an airdrop when the opponent's external power is strong. That will be chased all the way. Even if you can get away with it, you will find The opponent has already taken advantage of the opportunity of chasing you to recast the iron wall and occupy more ground."

"We can't fight for a moment, but for the eternity."

This was a secret battle, and the other party didn't do it himself, but Fang Xing was already forced to use the dark hands he had already arranged.

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

This is the second cut after clearing the fields.

There's blood on the knife!

Who's winning?

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

The bowl was probably for soup, and it was huge.

"we won."

Fang Xing said with certainty.

"That's good."

Zhu Gaoxu buried his head and continued to eat noodles.

Fang woke up and went to sleep. He felt a little tired after the results of the long-term planning.

It was dark when I woke up.

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

Xin Laoqi is always so energetic, as if he never needs to rest.

Fang Xing yawned, stretched his waist and said, "It's only natural for a master to beat a servant."

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

The night was deep, Fang Xing looked up at the starry sky, and felt that the stars all over the sky seemed brighter.

"Now?"

"Yes sir."

Fang Xing felt a little hungry. He took the towel and washed his face, then squeezed the towel and said, "He was too gentle."

Xin Laoqi clasped his hands and turned around, then disappeared into the night alone.

"Get me a bowl of noodles. Do you have stewed vegetables? If you have some, bring some, and a pot of wine. I want strong wine."

Fang Xing felt a little lazy, he was so lazy that he didn't want to move, he was a little sluggish, as if he was stupid.

"Where is Your Highness?"

"My lord Chang invites His Highness to dinner, I guess he will be drunk."

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

Wang He felt that this was illogical: "Everyone knows that His Highness the King of Han is good at wine, as long as he can get drunk, His Highness will be happy even if someone else drinks it."

"You don't understand. Chang Yu must be determined to do it this time. It's safe to get drunk at this time. It's just a means, it's harmless."

...

Chang Yu was already drunk, so drunk that he passed out and vomited all over the floor.

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

"I don't drink well, but I'm an honest person. I'll tell His Majesty later."

The waiter at the side breathed a sigh of relief: Chang Yu gave up his life to accompany the gentleman just for such a sentence.

...

"Defeated, crushed defeat!"

Jiang Xuze raised his glass in frustration, then said with red eyes: "Those people are like bereaved dogs, waiting for Fang Xing to deal with it, but Fang Xing doesn't do anything, this person...he is intimidating, making people wait." Crazy!"

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

He was already a little drunk, and he was lying on the table with a hey smile.

"Is it out of the city? Is the accounting document out of the city?"

Jiang Xuze shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "I followed you because I was crazy at the beginning, but now all the news has been blocked, and I'm just like a puppet."

...

In the dark night, Yiqi galloped through the city.

The sound of horseshoes can be heard far away in the quiet night.

"Who? Stop!"

"Xinghe Bojiading!"

For some people, the night ban is just a nonsense, especially in places like Jinan, many people regard it as nothing.

After checking the waist card, watching Xin Lao Qi go away, someone muttered: "Just now a group of cavalry went out of the city and headed towards the capital. Those gatekeepers didn't dare to ask.

Now there is another one, I'm afraid something will happen tonight! "

"The man just now seems to be the most useful Xin Lao Qi around Xing Hebo. He came out alone. What is he doing?"

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

"Over there... Isn't Master Jiang having a banquet there?"

...

The lights flickered, and the aroma of wine and meat 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.

Alcohol is a good thing, especially when you drink it to the point of ecstasy, the feeling is unstoppable.

Jiang Xuze shook his head and said: "What I want is fame, understand? I have already fallen out with Chang Yu. If you don't have a reputation, you will find my family among the group of exiled people someday, so ...If you fail, this officer will put you first..."

"Boom!"

The restaurant is closed and no other customers are accepted. That's why the loud noise was particularly ear-piercing.

"who?"

Someone downstairs asked.

"ah……"

Even the feeling of being hit in the face with the sheathed long knife was so uncomfortable that I couldn't keep half of my teeth.

Jiang Xuze had already heard that the screams were coming from his followers, he got up staggeringly, and cursed: "Go and see, go and see!"

The shopkeeper was right outside the door, upon hearing this, he rushed down with the staff.

Mr. Seventeen said dissatisfiedly: "It's a sergeant who watches the night, Mr. Jiang, it's because someone didn't give you face!"

Jiang Xuze was about to explain when footsteps came.

A person's footsteps approached the room in a steady rhythm.

Jiang Xuze and Mr. Seventeen frowned and looked at the door, thinking about how to deal with these blind guys.

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

"Boom!"

Jiang Xuze shuddered and was taken aback, then collected himself and got up slowly.

After Mr. Seventeen saw the man outside the door, his complexion changed drastically, and he shouted, "What is Fang Xing trying to do? Kill people to silence him?"

Xin Lao Qi stared at Mr. Seventeen, and slowly said: "My master said, your master is too light."

Mr. Seventeen sneered and said, "Why, he sent you to watch the old man's joke?"

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

So Jiang Xuze subconsciously held the wine glass, as if about to throw it.

Mr. Seventeen, on the other hand, remembered the identity of Old Seventh Xin. He felt cold for a moment, and hissed, "Fang Xing, what does this mean? Langlang Qiankun! Langlang Qiankun..."

Seventh Xin strode in, glanced at Jiang Xuze, then grabbed Mr. Seventeen who was about to avoid him, and stepped on him.

Click!

"Aw..."

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

The long knife gleamed coldly under the leaking light from the open door, the two longbows were slowly pulled apart, and the metal arrows gleamed coldly.

"He broke Mr. Seventeen's legs! Two! Both legs were broken!"

A follower yelled frantically at the door, he hoped that Xin Laoqi would be cut to pieces with knives, and then the city of Jinan would be in chaos.

Xin Laoqi looked coldly at the sword, bow and arrow, and said, "Follow orders!"

The little banner officer who led the team froze for a moment. Seventh Xin is Fang Xing's servant, and Fang Xing is the only one who can order him, so...

"My lord, random arrows..."

A sergeant urged behind him, the little flag officer was shocked and shouted: "Stop the knife! Get out of the way!"

Xin Laoqi got on his horse and went away, the restaurant was still screaming, the sound piercing.

Xiao Banner stared fixedly at the lights inside, then suddenly turned around.

"Snapped!"

The sergeant behind him was slapped and fell to the ground. The little flag officer said coldly: "I have a small temple here, I have wronged you. Thinking of that little love for the robes, you can get out tomorrow, or I will take you down." , leave it to Uncle Xinghe, presumably he will give me a future!"

There was a commotion in the restaurant, and soon some staff carried Mr. Seventeen out with wooden boards. Because he was struggling so much, he needed to be tied firmly with a rope.

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