Chapter 165 The Versailles Family (Leader Gadeng)

I went home yesterday and took a look, and found that "Devil Paradise" has a leader. This is the first leader in this book. Thanks for the reward of "riding a snail to be cool"

Very happy, add another chapter

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The mustache was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he thought that he was being thought of by a blind man, he immediately got drunk, stood up with a flushed face, and cursed: "What are you screaming for?"

But just as he spoke, Fang Xingjian stood in front of him, stepped on his chest, and kicked him to the ground.

The mustache still wanted to resist, so he drew the saber behind his back with one hand, and Fang Xingjian swept his fingers repeatedly, and the sword energy had already slashed at 21 weak spots on his body, cutting the opponent until he was covered in blood, and fell to the ground .

His original strength was just a turnaround, at most equivalent to a senior instructor in the academy, but he was far behind the current Fang Xingjian. After drinking alcohol, his thinking slowed down and his movements were out of shape. In front of Yi, there are flaws all over his body.

But Fang Xingjian's speed was so fast that everyone present didn't react at all, and the mustache was already covered in blood and fell down.

The man with the ponytail on the other side finally realized it, but just as he stood up and wanted to draw his sword, Fang Xingjian raised his brows, and the etheric sword waved with his heart, and he had already slashed out from the air.

The man with the ponytail just stood up when he found that his clothes were blown apart with a bang, and the long sword he wanted to touch lightened slightly, and it had already landed in Fang Xingjian's hand.

Fang Xingjian shook his head slightly towards the man with the ponytail, the warning was too obvious.

The man with the ponytail stared blankly at Fang Xingjian who was stepping on the chest of the mustache, and swallowed, but he couldn't arouse the thought of confrontation.

Fang Xingjian exerted a little force on his feet, and the mustachioed knight let out a scream immediately, and blood flowed out from the wound all over his body.

I only heard Fang Xingjian say: "Where is my Zhengang?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Mustache yelled, "You attack official knights, you attack imperial soldiers, you're finished!"

"Are you considered a soldier? I didn't see you when I killed Mumkoya in Gemlin Bay." After that, Fang Xingjian's sword fingers connected, and the sword energy of Tailan Fengjian shot like a machine gun. After going out, he directly tore the mustache clothes to pieces, leaving tiny wounds all over his body.

Feeling the feeling that every inch of skin was being pressed against by the blade, a trace of fear flashed across the face of the mustache.

Fang Xingjian said indifferently: "I'll ask again, where is my Zhengang? Even if I cut off one of your hands, if I come before Kilot of the Zhenxi Army, do you think he will blame me?"

The character mustache weakened all of a sudden, and said in a low voice: "Zhengang has been sold by us."

"Who did you sell it to?"

"Vansell, sold to the Fansell family, who is the owner of this tavern."

Fang Xingjian patted his mustache on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "If you let me know that you lied to me..."

"I swear I didn't lie to you." Bazihu ​​said dejectedly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the manager here."

Fang Xingjian glanced at the steward, and he appeared in front of him in one step.

The steward stood up and turned around to run away, but found that he had already bumped into Fang Xingjian's arms.

"Who did they sell Zhengang to?"

The steward looked at Fang Xingjian with his eyes closed with an ugly expression: "My lord, this matter is not something you can interfere with."

"Oh? It's not something I can intervene in?"

Fang Xingjian sat down with a smile, and as he sat down, a chair was pushed directly under him by the airflow.

"How soon can you call people? How many people can you call?"

The steward looked at Fang Xingjian coldly, and said, "Half an hour, four knights, a thousand apprentices."

Fang Xingjian smiled and said, "Then go, I'll wait for you here."

The steward glanced at Fang Xingjian unexpectedly, and found that the other party really asked him to leave. He walked back and forth, and stopped until the door. Looking at Fang Xingjian, he said, "Young knight, you should never provoke him if you provoke him." power."

As soon as they spoke, the crowd around them, including the delivery man, had already fled. The knight-level conflict was simply not something they could watch.

The man with the mustache and the ponytail looked at the situation in front of them, and looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. They wanted to leave now, but how could they leave with Fang Xingjian sitting here.

Just when the two felt extremely difficult, Fang Xingjian spoke again: "The money from the sale of Zhengang will be on you."

The ponytail man nodded and said, "We have 1,500 gold in total, and each of us has 750 gold." As he spoke, he took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket and smashed them on the ground, making a bang.

The Bazihu ​​sighed, and under the caress of several sword qi, he also had to take out the gold coin and put it on the ground.

After a while, half an hour passed, and dense footsteps sounded.

Fang Xingjian's ear twitched slightly: "Oh? It's really a knight, three... no... four knights in total? This Versail family really has some skills."

In his hearing, among the countless footsteps, there are four footsteps that are particularly powerful and steady, as if hills are moving, especially above the footsteps, the heart beats like a water pump and reverberates surgingly.

At the same time, countless footsteps followed.

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In the corridor outside the hall, hundreds of martial arts apprentices slowly surrounded the outside of the hall. The leader, Rota, walked slowly towards the door of the hall. Beside him, a girl who looked similar to her, but was thinner and much shorter The young man kept talking and said: "Sister, it's rare for you to come back. This time, you must vent your anger on me. I was just doing business seriously, but someone directly bullied us at the Versailles' house. You can't do it casually." Let him go."

Rota was wearing a knight's dress, but she still couldn't conceal the graceful curves of her body. The ponytail fluttered around her head, and her whole body was filled with a kind of heroic spirit unique to a female knight. Her two sword eyebrows jumped high, as if she was in a legend. heroine.

As he spoke, the young man turned to the other three middle-aged knights beside him and said, "Uncle Davis, Uncle Sinuo, Uncle Degas, you have to help me."

The three middle-aged knights belonging to the Versailles family looked at the young man with a smile, their eyes full of doting.

They are all uncles of the young man. The young man's name is Dali, and he is Rota's twin brother. However, unlike Rota's bravery, precocious intelligence, and outstanding talent, Dali can be said to be incapable of writing and martial arts. I never expected to become a knight.

But he has one advantage, that is, he is very good at pleasing the elders, so although he did not become a knight, he made the elders feel more pity or pity him, let him be in charge of many of the family's business, and usually take good care of him.

Although Dali sometimes did some absurd things, in the eyes of the noble elders, it was nothing more than young impulsiveness, which of them was not bohemian when they were young.

Hearing what his younger brother Dali said, Tarot frowned, his sword-like eyebrows were full of evil spirit like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

"Dali, I don't know your tricks? It's okay to bully the common people, but this time you even provoked the Zhenxi Army and the knights? Don't let me know what beheaded you did, otherwise I will stab you to death with one shot, even my father can't protect you."

When Dali heard this, his head shrank slightly. What he was most afraid of in his life was his sister, a martial idiot, who had been trained by the other party since childhood.

The next moment, a group of people walked into the hall, and they saw Fang Xingjian sitting An An on a chair, as if sitting in his own home.