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

"This is a lasting battle. Both sides are like chess players. The most taboo thing in the game is to force airdrop when the opponent's external force is strong. Then you will be chased all the way. Even if you can do your luck, you will find that your opponent has taken the opportunity to chase you and recast the iron wall and occupy more field."

"We cannot fight for a while, but we must seek forever."

This is a secret battle. The other party did not take action by himself, but he had already forced Fang Xing to use the secret trick that had been arranged.

Fang Xing in turn used his secret hand to force his opponent to discard a lot of chess pieces and won the trust of the people of Jinan.

This is the second knife after clearing the land.

Blood is seen in the sword!

Who's winning?

When he returned to the station, Zhu Gaoxu had already taken a cold shower and was eating noodles.

That bowl is probably filled with soup, and it is very big.

"We won."

Fang Xing said affirmatively.

"That's good."

Zhu Gaoxu buried his head and continued to eat noodles.

Fang woke up and went to bed. After all his plans came out, he felt a little tired.

It was dark when I woke up.

"Master, Mr. Seventeen went to that person's place, 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 is natural for the master to beat the servant."

Xin Laoqi continued: "The right governor Jiang Xuze and Chang Yu quarreled again, and then drank with Mr. Shiqi in the restaurant."

The night was deep, Fang Xing looked up at the starry sky, feeling that the stars in the sky seemed to be brighter.

"Now?"

"Yes, Master."

Fang Xing felt a little hungry, so he took the towel and washed his face, then pinched the towel and said, "He's too light."

Xin Laoqi turned around and disappeared alone in the darkness.

"Get me a bowl of noodles. Are there any braised dishes? If so, come some, and have a pot of wine, and ask for strong wine."

Fang Xing felt a little lazy, and he was lazy and didn't want to move. He was a little dull, as if he was stupid.

"Where is Your Highness?"

"Mr. Chang invited His Highness to dinner. I guess he would 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 drinking. As long as he can get drunk, even if he is someone else, he will be happy."

"You don't understand. When the secret move comes out, Chang Yu must be devoted. He takes the initiative to get drunk at this time, that is to be calm. This is just a means, and it is harmless."

...

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

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

"I don't have a good alcohol tolerance, but I am honest. I will tell you about it afterwards."

The servant who was serving the side breathed a sigh of relief: Chang Yu sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman for this purpose.

...

"Defeated, defeated!"

Jiang Xuze raised his glass in frustration, and then said with red eyes: "Those people are now like stray dogs, waiting for Fang Xing to deal with them, but Fang Xing didn't take action. This person... he is deterring people and people are crazy while waiting!"

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

He was already a little drunk and leaned on the table and smiled.

"Have you left the city? Have the accounting documents left the city?"

Jiang Xuze shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was so crazy that I followed you. Now all the news has been blocked, like a puppet."

...

In the dark night, a horse galloped in the city.

The sound of horse hooves spread far away in the quiet night.

"Who? Stop!"

"Xinghe Bo Jiadi!"

Night ban is just useless for some people, especially in places like Jinan, which many people regard as nothing.

After checking the waist card, watching Xin Laoqi go away, someone muttered: "A team of cavalry left the city just now and headed towards the capital. Those guards didn't dare to ask at all. Now another one comes, I'm afraid something will happen tonight!"

"The man just now seemed to be the most useful Xin Laoqi around Xing and Bo. He came out alone, what are he doing?"

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped.

"Over there... isn't Lord Jiang there to have a banquet?"

...

The lights flashed, and the aromas of wine and meat mixed together made people feel a bit rotten.

"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 until you are so ecstatic that it makes you feel overwhelmed.

Jiang Xuze shook his head and said, "What I want is reputation, do you understand? I have already had a quarrel with Chang Yu. If I don't have a reputation, one day you will find my family among the exiled people, so... If you fail, I will take you first..."

"Bang!"

The restaurant has been closed and will not receive any other guests. So the loud noise is particularly harsh.

"who?"

Someone shouted downstairs.

"ah……"

Even the sheath-long knife hit the face was so uncomfortable that half of the teeth could not be saved.

Jiang Xuze had already heard the screaming sound from his entourage. He stood up shakingly and cursed: "Go and see, go and see!"

The shopkeeper was right outside the door, and he heard this and rushed down with his friend.

Mr. Seventeen said dissatisfiedly: "It's a soldier who patrols the night. Lord Jiang, someone doesn't give you face!"

Jiang Xuze was about to explain when footsteps came.

The sound of a person's footsteps approached the room smoothly.

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

The door was only opened, and the footsteps were approaching. Just as Jiang Xuze was about to scold, another door flew in.

"Bang!"

Jiang Xuze shook all over, was startled, then calmed down and slowly stood up.

When Mr. Seventeen saw the man outside the door, his expression changed drastically and shouted, "What is Fang Xing trying to do? Do you kill someone to silence him?"

Xin Laoqi stared at Mr. Shiqi and said slowly: "My master said that your master is too light on his attack."

Mr. Seventeen sneered, "Why, he sent you to see me for a joke?"

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

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

But Mr. Seventeen remembered Xin Laoqi's identity. He suddenly felt cold and said with a voice: "What does Fang Xing mean? A bright world! A bright world..."

Xin Laoqi stepped in, glanced at Jiang Xuze, then grabbed Mr. Shiqi who was about to avoid him, and raised his leg and stepped on it.

Click!

"Ao..."

The sharp howling immediately alarmed the families around him. In the midst of a noise, Xin Laoqi walked out of the restaurant and a group of soldiers in front of him blocked the way.

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

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

A follower shouted wildly in the door, hoping that Xin Laoqi would be dismembered by a knife and then the city of Jinan was in chaos.

Xin Laoqi looked at the long sword and arrow coldly and said, "Operation is done!"

The little flag officer who led the team was stunned for a moment. Xin Laoqi was Fang Xing's servant. Fang Xing could only order him. Then...

"Sir, arrows..."

A sergeant encouraged him behind him, and the little flag officer shuddered and shouted: "Cut the knife! Give up the way!"

Xin Laoqi got on the horse and left, and the restaurant was still screaming, his voice was cunning.

The little flag official looked at the lights inside and suddenly turned around.

"Bang!"

The soldier behind him was slapped to the ground, and the little flag official said coldly: "I am a little temple here, I feel wronged. I think of that little robe, you will get out of here tomorrow, otherwise I will take you down and hand it over to Xinghe Bo. I believe he will give me a future!"

There was a turmoil in the restaurant, and soon a friend lifted Mr. Seventeen out with wooden boards. Because he was struggling too hard, he still needed to tie him firmly with a rope.
Chapter completed!