Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

There are many springs in Jinan, and many people can dig it out.

There are many wells here. In the early autumn days, a sip of sweet water from the well can make you feel that refreshing from your internal organs.

"Thank you Sister-in-law."

Fang Xing wiped off the water stains from the corners of his mouth, and thanked him.

This is a small home, except for the small kitchen on the side, there are only three rooms.

In the yard, an old hen dug out a nest in the shade and was dozing listlessly.

It's hard to live without food!

The child hid behind the woman and looked at Fang Xing with a probe, a little thin.

The woman apologized: "The home has not opened fire since yesterday, and there is no hot water."

She saw the pain between Fang Xing's eyebrows and was a little dazed, and she couldn't help turning around following his gaze.

Then she saw her son.

"Is it possible for the child to be full on weekdays?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's okay, let's eat with him first at home."

Fang Xing continued to ask, "Is the food still not enough?"

The woman looked at the few celebrities behind Fang Xing and felt that a woman would not be able to stay with outsiders for a long time, so she perfunctorily said: "Most of the grain goes to the capital and the side walls, and the price of grain cannot come down here..."

Fang Xing saw that the child was timid, so he smiled and said, "There will be more in the future."

The woman said angrily: "No matter how much food there is, the price won't be reduced, so what's the use?"

Fang Xing turned his face to the side, his eyes were deep, and said, "It will come down, it will definitely be."

"Thank you Sister-in-law for the water, goodbye."

The woman watched Fang Xing go out, and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? The elders of the government office dare not say this! Bah!"

She took a sip in the direction of the door, and when she turned around, she saw her son holding a piece of jerky in his hand, and a small baggage on the child's feet.

"Where did it come from?"

Fang Xing has already quickened his pace amid the sharp shouts.

Turning around this alley and going straight on the left for more than a hundred steps, Xin Laoqi stopped outside a house and buttoned the door.

The copper ring slammed heavily on the door, making a dull sound.

"Who?"

There was an impatient voice asking.

Xin Laoqi stepped back, holding the handle of the knife and said, "Open the door within ten breaths!"

With the flying knife in his hand, the knife looked at the left and right of the alley with a smile.

Fang Wu looked at the terrain of this family with the eyes of a scout, and whispered: "Master, there should be no ambushes."

Fang Xing fixedly looked at the dappled light and shadow cast by the sun from a big tree behind him onto the wall, and said faintly, "If it does, kill it."

The footsteps gradually approached, and then someone glanced out in the crack of the door.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Seven breaths!"

Xin Laoqi stared sharply at the eye behind the crack of the door. The next moment he was about to break into the door, first cut off the head of the person behind the door.

His eyes disappeared and the door opened. A man in Tsing Yi looked at Xin Laoqi outside the door warily, and asked, "What's the matter? This is all in the neighborhood. You can't run away if you shout."

Those who can wear a sword must have an official position, so the man in Tsing Yi is just a threat, and wants to give someone a good start.

Xin Laoqi walked in, glanced across the yard, and shouted: "Three people, left!"

The man in Tsing Yi was still stunned, and the knife had already rushed in.

The yard was spacious, and three people rushed out of the two wing rooms on the left, all armed with knives.

Xin Laoqi drew the knife, but instead of facing the enemy, he stared at the main hall.

A man walked out of the main hall slowly, in Jin Yi, between his gestures, an aura of a family descended upon his face.

The knife rushed over, raised his right hand, rushed the knife in the throat of the man in the front, and slumped down.

The other two men were startled, the knife drew out the long knife, and rushed over with a smile.

The long knife blocked, and the opponent in front of the knife made a confident cut.

In the discussion in the nursing home, even with a wooden knife, his trick will always be tried again and again.

The opponent either abandons the knife or can only be cut in the wrist by the long knife.

And this is not a wooden knife!

The knife was still smiling, his hand loosened and the long knife dropped.

The man continued to move downwards uncontrollably, and he stared at an extra fist in front of him in amazement.

Boom!

With just a punch, the knife hit the opponent's face flat.

His foot hooked, and the long knife that had just fallen under his knee was provoked obediently.

Holding it, at the moment when the second man swung his knife, the knife yelled: "Kill!"

His evasion turned around, and the long knife slashed out with the centrifugal force of the turn.

The man in Jin Yi stood on the steps and looked at him with warm eyes.

Fang Xing stood in the courtyard and looked at each other silently with the man in Jin Yi.

The head fell to the ground, and then the body fell to the ground.

The man in Jinyi smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "You are ignorant, dare to ask about the identity of the distinguished guest."

"I am awake!"

There was a moment of silence, and the man in Jinyi walked down the steps and said: "I heard that some of Xing He Bo's staff are good at flying knives.

The distance between the two of them is about two meters, which is a distance neither intimacy nor alienation.

"I know that inventorying the acres will make people jump over the wall in a hurry, so I've already prepared a second hand."

"At that time, I hoped that this back player would never be used, because that means you still have scruples and know the bottom line."

"It wasn't made by my family."

"Yes, but are you ashamed of you standing on the sidelines?"

"No! You are the principal, it is you who should be ashamed."

"You are in danger!"

"You are collecting grain in Le'anzhou, and then you use the people as bait to induce those people to snap up the grain, the rice shops increase prices, and the people as bait. Who should be ashamed?"

The man in Jinyi is as warm as ever.

It's like the wooden fetus statues in the temple, nothing can make them move.

Fang Xing looked at him and murmured: "You are deeply rooted, you are huge..."

The gentleness of the man in Jin Yi finally had a flaw.

A little reserved and... proud!

Fang Xing's eyes were sharp, and he squinted: "You have failed. You want to wait to see the good show of the people's rebellion, but Ben has let you down. No, it's desperate."

The reservedness and pride are gradually dissipating!

"You want to wait and see Benbo lead people to ransack the house, and then you will agitate, go to various places to agitate, from Jinan to Beijing, from Beijing to Jiaozhi, you will blow a wicked wind, and...Benbo let you Having lost this opportunity, are you now humiliated... or... depressed?"

Fang Xing looked at the man in Jin Yi sarcastically, and said, "On the way here, Ben Bo saw the joy of the people and saw that they still trust Daming. Are you disappointed?"

"No, we are never disappointed, let alone despair, you... don't have that ability."

The man in Jinyi nodded slightly and smiled: "Our power is very powerful, and powerful makes you feel as small as an ant. Xinghebo, let it go, Daming is big~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let it go, we can join hands. , To welcome the advent of the prosperous age together, the glorious and prosperous age, will not lose to any dynasty, you will leave the history of history..."

Fang Xing shook his head slightly, "No, Ben is disdainful of history. Ben once said that only an epitaph is enough."

The Jinyi man's eyes were more stunned, and he asked, "Da Mingxing and Uncle?"

"Yes."

The smell of blood gradually permeated, and a few men came out from behind, standing silently behind the man in Jin Yi.

Xin Laoqi had sharp eyes, staring at the men like a falcon, and gradually raised his left hand.

Those who dare to threaten Fang Xing, no matter who they are, Xin Laoqi dare to kill!

Fang Xing raised his head slightly and said, "We are not in the same way. The doctrines of the saints will be immortal, and you will rot and groan under the ground. You are smaller than the dust, not worth mentioning, only for future generations. cast aside!"

There was more dangerous light in the Jinyi man's eyes, and he continued to smile, "You came here today, just want to tell me this?"

Fang Xing nodded, shook his head again, and then waved violently.

Snapped!

The Jinyi man covered his face and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

"You...never have anyone dared to do this to me, you..."

Fang Xing took out a handkerchief and wiped his right hand, and said faintly: "There is no absolute in the world, everything has a beginning. Now that Uncle slaps you, how does it feel?"

The men behind the Jinyi man drew their knives violently, trying to rush over.

"retreat!"

The man in Jinyi waved his hand, then twitched his left face, and said, "I will wait and see. I will sit here and watch the wind surging outside."

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