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Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Chaos in Xiaocheng ([-])

Facts have proved that as long as it is something that normal people would do, Qi Shan is always reluctant to do it.Shen Tang's angry roar was forgotten by him, and he could only see the sheriff in front of him.The county guard, surnamed Yan, famous for the city, is both an old friend and an enemy of Qishan.

If Qishan had a small notebook to hold grudges, Yancheng would definitely be able to take the lead and occupy the top of the list unswervingly.

"It's just a fourth-class doctor and a fifth-class doctor. I believe that with Mr. Shen's ability, killing two people is no more troublesome than searching for things..." The words were addressed to Shen Tang, but his eyes were always on the sheriff with a face as golden as paper. Interestingly and authentically, "You think so?"

Whether it was Shen Tang or the sheriff who said this, only he knew.

Shen Tang's forehead was throbbing with blue veins: "..."

It's torture to be a teammate with Qishan. If it's a team, with his paddling skills, he would have been reported for several rounds.

She avoided the side-to-side attacks of the two warriors, and danced the "Mother Sword" vigorously in her hand. Each sword was full of venting anger, and each move was more ruthless, faster and more accurate than the other!It seems that the two brave warriors are being repaired as substitutes for praying for goodness.

Don't forget to say harsh words at the end!

"Qi Yuanliang, you wait! I will settle accounts with you later!"

If she hadn't cared about praying for goodness and had to talk to her old friend in the air, she would have given the other party a [-]-hour silence-speaking package right now.Hmph—give him some face in front of the Chou family!
Shen Tang's harsh words did not affect Qishan's good mood, but the mood of the county guard Yancheng was not so good.He looked at Qishan, who was locked on to him like a lone wolf and a tiger. The latter seemed to be thinking about where to bite to tear off a large piece of bloody flesh.

This look gave him a long-lost familiarity.

etc--

familiar?

This lone wolf and tiger-like eyes... He really knows someone!Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes opened wider and wider.

"You, are you—"

The sheriff was about to spit out a name.

Unexpectedly, his voice suddenly lost his voice, and his face turned pale.

Qishan said coldly: "Yancheng has a bad memory, I'm not talking about it, my surname is Qi, my name is Shan, and my character is good."

The sheriff is also a master who is proficient in all kinds of words and spirits. Over the years, he has held a good thigh. The silence was almost lifted.

He swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, and looked at Qi Shan with suspicious eyes. The more he looked, the more he was convinced that his guess was correct. He took a breath and said, "Whether you are Qi Yuanliang or not, if I say, I say Qi Shan Yuan Liang was not harmed by me, can you believe it?"

Qishan said softly: "Yancheng, do you think I will believe you with your duplicitous, shameful villain style? You don't have to quibble, you can't argue with me. Ask yourself, are you guilty of saying this? ? I’m not afraid of being approached by ghosts in the middle of the night.”

Sheriff: "..."

It made sense, but he didn't believe it himself.

The sheriff's scalp was going numb in secret.

If the guy with the identity of Qishan in front of him is really the one he guessed, he might not be able to leave here alive today.

Don't cry when you don't see the coffin, this is the right word to describe the sheriff.He always felt that he still had a chance to stand up.He was able to survive that situation back then, so how could he die now?

The sheriff is about to give it a go.

Wen Qi, who had barely recovered, was rushing through his meridians. As soon as he made a move, he was about to help Ke Qing, but Dan's mansion was in pain, and his Wen Qi stagnated.

He glared angrily at Qishan who had a gloomy sneer on his face.

Greet the eighteen generations of ancestors directly in the heart.

It really is that fellow!
In the next second, a column of blood sprayed under his feet.

The weakest fourth-class doctor was wiped by Shen Tang with a sword, leaving only the fifth-class doctor.Without being restrained by others, Shen Tang's attacks became more fierce and fierce.Not long after, he seized a wonderful opportunity and kicked that person's heart.The force was so great that the ribs made an overwhelmed cracking sound, hit the ground and rolled several times, and finally lay on his back, dying with regret.

Shen Tang suppressed the urge to point fingers at Qi Shan with the edge of his sword, and took a deep breath: "You and your old--enemy, are you clear?"

She paused suspiciously on 【Old—】.

Qishan glanced at the corpses of the two guest ministers lightly. Although the fourth and fifth rank officials did not have martial arts soldiers and armor, they also had all kinds of weapons, and their strength and speed were unmatched by others. Can't stand--

"Mr. Shen Xiaolang's military strength has improved rapidly." Thinking about how Shen Tang was chased and killed by the fourth class and fled the house, it is really hard to believe that such a great improvement was achieved in less than half a year. "Old debts are not so easy figured it out..."

Shen Tang: "..."

If her mood could be visualized in an emoji, it might be either a black question mark face or a subway grandpa looking at his mobile phone face.

She sneered and said, "Do you really think I'm a three-year-old kid to be fooled? When I was fighting with someone, I still took time to pay attention to your situation. When did you settle the old score with him?"

Damn, all methods and talk that are not aimed at killing enemies are "flirting" and "happy enemies"!
Except for their first face-to-face confrontation, these two literati are not like literati with a literary heart—not to mention a battle of wits, there is not even a confrontation between literary mind, speech and spirit.With this posture, you still want her to believe that these two are your life-and-death enemies?She feels that her IQ has been humiliated!
Qi Shan was in a great mood: "It's counting..."

For heaven's sake, he really didn't paddle this time.

Shen Tang: "..."

She was also a little puzzled—the situation was unfavorable, why didn't the sheriff run away, and didn't help the two guests to defend against the enemy?
Because you know you can't escape?

So just stay put and wait to die?
This is not like the style of the sheriff.

According to Qishan's rhetoric, this is definitely an elite among the grass on the wall. Wen Xinyanling, who put oil on his feet and slipped away, is one of the top ten in the Northwest.With such a good ability to escape, how could he act negatively like waiting to die?
Shen Tang intuitively felt that the problem was with Qishan.

Asked, "What did you do?"

The sheriff looked at Qi Shan almost cannibalistically.

"It's nothing, it's just a trick."

Shen Tang: "...Look at my expression, will I believe it?"

Qishan's fooling literature is really getting more and more fooled.

Suddenly, the sheriff spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, his chest heaved quickly and anxiously.He covered the position of Dan Mansion, looked at Qi Shan angrily and said: "Don't you just want to avenge Qi Shan?"

Shen Tang: "...???"

She has been paying attention to the conversation between the two, just praying for good, and she is not good at getting to the bottom of it, so she lightly coughed twice, and made a very considerate suggestion: "That——shall I step aside? Give you a little space." Reminisce'?"

"No need."

Qishan strode forward, first silently looking at the sheriff.

The sheriff also stared at him!
In the next second, Qishan raised his hand and swung his fist, hitting the sheriff's face directly.He punched the man to the ground and was still angry, and even kicked him twice, but the sheriff remained stubborn and silent.

In the end, it is tied with literary style.

(End of this chapter)