Escort

Chapter 561 What did you say you wanted to bet with me?
"Oh... oh, Mr. Dao is too polite. Maintaining order on the Qing River is what our sailors should do." Hu Er wiped his cold sweat.

Liu Guangyun also breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Indeed, if the people in Hu Er's previous sentence were understood as water thieves and bandits, then there would be no problem. It never occurred to me that this sentence could be interpreted in this way.

Interpretation?Interpreting you big-headed ghost, the head of Escort Zhang is disdainful, Qinghe Gang is a bunch of idiots, they have no acting talent at all, they can play themselves to death, but in the end they have to rely on the help of him, the hostile faction. Ass, if it wasn't for the other party's status as an officer and soldier, without waiting for Hu Er to take it off, he probably would have turned the table and started fighting.

The previous episode was quickly forgotten by everyone, and the atmosphere at the banquet became heated again.

Hu Er almost caused a catastrophe, so he hurriedly poured himself a bowl of wine to calm himself down, and after two taels of yellow paste, the guy immediately started to jump around again, with a pair of small eyes fixed on a certain person for a while, and then stopped in the distance for a while. On the flagpole at , the provocative meaning is already obvious.

The surrounding people also started to boo and shout together, "Come one, come one."

"Mr. Dao is an expert in the prefect's mansion. He must be good at bowing horses. Why don't you show us country bumpkins?" Liu Guangyun also added fuel to the flames. The name of the government has been moved out.

"Yes, yes, we have long been displeased with Hu Er's arrogant face, Mr. Dao, teach him a lesson." It could be heard from his tone that this group of people didn't believe that Mr. Dao, who came out of nowhere, could beat Liu Er's superb archery skills. They were actually thinking about pouring someone another three bowls of wine.

Faced with this kind of situation, most people would choose to admit defeat casually and punish themselves three times. Then Liu Guangyun would make jokes and help Chief Escort Zhang with a scene or two.

However, it's a pity that the head of Escort Zhang is not an ordinary person.

"Okay." The otaku nodded happily.

"Eh?" Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then there was a weird look on their faces. Liu Guangyun was the one who reacted the fastest, and applauded first. A little weak, even an idiot can hear the perfunctory meaning in it.

After a pause, Liu Guangyun asked again, "I don't know how many stone bows Mister usually uses? I'll ask someone to fetch them from the armory for you."

"Oh, don't be so troublesome, I'll just use this." Escort Zhang raised the chopsticks in his hand as a gesture.

"Ah?" Everyone was at a loss, what does this mean, there must be a lower limit for nonsense, what the hell are chopsticks, are you going to show us a show like eating fish later?

As soon as the words fell, someone raised his hand seemingly casually, and saw that chopstick turned into a touch of silver light, and suddenly shot out from his fingertips. Because the speed was so amazing, everyone's retinas were filled with only An afterimage was left behind. If it wasn't for the sharp popping sound in their ears, many people would have thought that the chopstick had disappeared out of thin air, and what was even more frightening was still behind. The air wave was directly cut into two halves.

Almost at the next moment, the chopsticks collided with the arrow on the flagpole with the momentum of a king's reign. The poor arrow didn't even make a whine, and burst into pieces with a puff, turning into It turned into a mass of sawdust, but it couldn't even stop the opponent a little bit. The chopstick didn't stop for a moment, and it went straight through the flagpole and disappeared into the darkness with a terrifying whistling sound.

And it was only at this time that everyone heard the sound of iron falling to the ground, but it was the cluster of arrows from Hu Er's previous arrow, which curled up like dried shrimps scalded by hot water. The degree of distortion was obvious. It can no longer be used, so it can only be rebuilt.

The dinner table suddenly became silent again, as dead as a cemetery.Most people have even temporarily lost the ability to speak after witnessing this shocking chopsticks. Their mental activities at the moment are roughly as follows:

"This... this tm is too exaggerated!!!"

"Damn, did you make a mistake, this is okay?!"

"Director, are you sure this guy didn't take the wrong script?! Open your eyes wide and tell me again, is that thing chopsticks or a miniature intercontinental missile!!!"

"Am I blind?! Am I blind?! I must be blind!!!"

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Everyone opened their mouths wide, their faces looked like I was beeping a dog, and such complaints kept surging in their chests. Liu Guangyun's face was also horrified. It's not that he never thought about the possibility of someone being a master, but He didn't take it too seriously, there was no way that with so many people in the village, they couldn't take down the other two, so even if he almost fell out just now, his headache was only how to resolve the aftermath afterwards, and he didn't take dealing with them to heart. But Zhang Da's chopsticks just now completely overturned his three views.

No, to be more precise, it was destroyed with his common sense. The person Liu Guangyun has seen with the highest martial arts in his life is Jiang Zheng, the leader of their Qinghe Gang. Can't throw out such a terrifying destructive power.

The way General Liu looked at Escort Zhang was obviously different again, it felt more like staring at a humanoid Godzilla.

"I don't know sir... where did you learn from?" Liu Guangyun asked cautiously.

"Oh, I'm self-taught." The otaku obviously didn't want to delve into this topic, and turned his head to Hu Er, who had a dull expression beside him, and said, "By the way, what did you say you were going to bet with me just now?"

"........."

"Drink... drink, when... of course we have to bet on punching." Hu Er can't remember how many times he wiped off his cold sweat today, but in this situation, he will bet with someone on who can shoot more accurately. Such things are purely looking for death. Hu Er just looks rough on the surface, which doesn't mean he has no brains. In fact, it can be seen from this guy's previous performance that he is loyal and treacherous, and he is also a very scheming guy. , after witnessing Zhang Da's frenzied chopsticks, he has already wittily admitted to being cowardly.

"Do you punch? It's okay."

(End of this chapter)