All People Cultivation: I Have a Little More Time

Steam gun useless?

The chaotic soldiers, their faces changed greatly.

"Extraordinary!"

"Advanced Transcendent!"

Troopers, panic.

Only high-level extraordinary people can resist the steam gun.

They, who are they provoking?

Pfft!

The general of the chaos army, knelt down directly, and laughed:

"Father...!"

Chu Ge smiled and waved. A tool man came over with a mace.

Chu Ge, weighed the mace, held it high, and pulled it down.

boom!

Chaos generals, head exploded!

The other rioters, screaming, threw the steam cans behind them and ran away.

"Catch them up and let them reclaim the wasteland!"

Whoa!

Dao soldiers, swarmed up.

Just like picking up chickens, pick up dozens of chaos soldiers.

Troubled soldiers, weeping and begging.

Even threatening:

"Our marshal is a thousand-handed slaughter!"

"You let us go, otherwise, the commander will give an order, and thousands of troops will pacify your little town of Chu!"

Chu Ge was too lazy to care about the chaos.

He asked the Taoist soldiers to pull out the tongues of the chaos soldiers, and put the shackles around their necks as animals.

After dealing with this group of chaos soldiers, Chu Ge said to himself:

"Someone bothered me today!"

"There will definitely be people tomorrow!"

"There will be someone the day after tomorrow!"

"I can't passively wait for them to trouble me!"

"I want to kill all troubles in the cradle first!"

Chu Ge decided to go to the county seat.

——Thanks: the reward of the question mark boss!

——Thanks: Mengxing, Zhuanjiluo for the reward!

——Thanks: the flowers and monthly evaluation tickets of the big brothers!

Thanks guys! .

Chapter 61

The county seat is [-] kilometers away from Chu Town.

Relative to Chu Zhen:

The county is prosperous!

People come and go in and out of the county every day!

The soldiers guarding the gates, charging fees to enter the city, make a lot of money!

Soldier A, Soldier B and others are on duty.

I saw a group of burly men coming from a distance, surrounded by a luxury carriage!

Soldiers are in high spirits:

"Brothers, it's big business!"

"So many people, at least one silver coin can be found!"

Soldier B was worried:

"Brother, this looks like a powerful family, we can't afford it!"

The soldier sneered: "We couldn't afford it before!"

"However, now it is the Thousand-handed Master Tu Zhang who controls the county seat!"

"The entry fee is a rule set by Master Zhang!"

"Who dares to break the rules of the adults?"

Soldier B, it makes sense.

He swung his spear forward, blocked his way, and shouted:

"A silver coin to enter the city!"

Inside the car:

Chu Ge lay on the maid's lap and read the Taoist book.

And the maids fed him grapes.

Soft and delicious!

The sudden roar made him dissatisfied:

"what happened?"

The maid checked and reported:

"Master...they want a piece of silver to enter the city!"

Chu Ge waved:

"Give them ten!"

The maid pouted, unwilling.

However, I am afraid that Chu Ge will be angry.

therefore:

Honestly throw ten silver coins!

Jingle!

Soldiers A, B, C, D, etc., swarmed up and scrambled for the money.

The vehicle entered the city, Chu Ge said indifferently:

"Cut off their hands!"

Whoa!

Dao soldiers, swarmed up and held down the group of soldiers.

The soldiers were shocked: "What are you doing?"

Soldiers, there is no thinking.

Just know what to do.

They slashed their hands:

Click!

Click!

Click!

Cut off a pair of hands!

The soldiers screamed.

They never dreamed that they were only asking for a piece of silver, and their hands were cut off.

They screamed in horror:

"why?"

Chu Ge, said indifferently:

"My money is not so easy to get!"

At the gate of the city, many people were blinded.

There are pawns, flying as if they are flying, and they go to the yamen to give advice.

Team, move on!

Dao soldiers, guarding with blood-stained long swords.

"The eldest master of Chu Town: Master Chu!"

Someone recognized the markings on the carriage, and his face changed drastically.

Some are happy, some are worried.

yamen: