Chapter 39 Fat Man, Red Python Robe

"I have to say that the ghosts under the command of the second prince are much stronger than these Cang navy eagle dogs." A short fat man walked to a man struggling on the ground with his broken legs covered. His face was covered with a black mask, his whole body was covered with black, and only a pair of fat squint eyes appeared on his face.

"Hmm!" The tall and thin man in black answered briefly and squatted down. His eagle-like hand stretched out to the throat of a eagle dog, like iron tongsuffing his throat. There were a few blue veins on the back of the thin man in black, and there was a strong force between his hands. The man's head was powerless to droop down, and a scarlet tongue was mixed with saliva between his teeth. Out.

The fat man glanced at the thin and tall man coldly and smiled, "Why did you do it so fast? This group of bastards made the young master jump into the lake in confusion and kill them so easily?"

He approached the eagle dog crawling forward on the ground, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he actually had a condescending and domineering posture. Slowly squatting down, the fat man knelt straight in front of the eagle dog and sneered, "What's your last words?"

"Who the hell are you? Humph, don't kill me, I'll kill you sooner or later!" The eagle dog was quite hard, gritted its teeth and covered its broken leg, and its eyes flashed fiercely.

"Is that all?" The fat man asked with his head sideways, his voice jokingly and indifferent.

"Do you dare?" Cang navy eagle's eyes trembled, and he couldn't believe that his five-person team was cleaned up by these two unknown people in black. A fat man is not like an adult, and a thin man is like a ghost, but the fat man is agile and faster than those strong soldiers. With 200 pounds of weight, he rampaged and broke his leg and broken his arm. The silent thin and tall man is even more a vicious master. His hands are silent, with both hands and eagle claws. Even the weapons forged by fine steel in their hands are torn into pieces like paper under those hands.

was killed like a ghost by these two unknown guys, and these elites were as powerless as chicks in front of them.

The fat man's face hidden under the mask can't see what the expression is, but his unruly laughter involuntarily reminds people of the fierce face. The Cang navy eagle dog with broken legs moved back desperately and wanted to stay away from this fat man, the farther it was.

The fat man put his hands together, his fingers clasped into a huge fist, and sneered under the mask. He knelt in front of the eagle dog, raised his fist high, and smashed it down fiercely. The fist wind roared, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and a powerful punch hit the eagle dog directly on the face, like smashing a tomato. The blood plasma mixed with white brain plasma and fragmentary bone fragments splashed, like a flower on the ground, died. I can't die again.

The short and fat body stood up and said sarcastically, "What kind of bastard is this? I can't even hold on with a fist, and how dare you want to kill me arrogantly?" He kicked the body with a bursting head and turned his head to look at the thin and tall man in black. "See, it's just like this to deal with these guys!"

"They are not guilty. They just obey the orders from above. They shouldn't be like this!" A tall and thin man shook his head.

"You are kind-hearted! Good-hearted or not. Since childhood, I have been so kind-hearted that I have even killed so many sentimental feelings. It's better to shave your head and be the useless monk who relieves the world!" The fat man curled his lips and walked towards the last living eagle.

"To be a monk? I'm afraid Buddha doesn't dare to accept me!" The tall and thin said without emotion.

"You're the only one left. How do you feel?" The fat man grabbed the man's hair like a chicken and pulled it up from the ground. His hands were still stained with some plasma and brain plasma, and wisps of red and white flowed down the head of the eagle dog to his face.

"Ah--" was so scared that he screamed to death, and there was no calmness that a dead man should have.

"It scared me, it's so noisy!" The fat man didn't have a good temper and punched his big fist into the eagle dog's mouth. Several teeth fell with blood, and the eagle's scream instantly turned into a whimper in his throat.

"What do I ask? What do you answer? Don't say one more word, understand?" The fat man said gloomly. He pulled the eagle's hair, and the poor guy had been picked up to tear his scalp apart. The fat man shook his arms like a doll. The dog's body was soft and hanging in the air, and his arms and legs were weak.

"How many people are in your navy in Shangji City?"

"One hundred...one hundred pieces!" The eagle and dog whimpered.

"Why did you enter Shangji City?"

"I don't know, I obey my superiors, and I don't know anything else!"

The fat man's eyes narrowed and sneered, "Lie!" With that, an empty hand grabbed the arm of the eagle dog and lightly twisted it. The crisp sound of the dislocation of the bone joint was painful.

Before this was finished, the fat man dislocated his little arm, grabbed the powerless wrist, bent it violently, broke his wrist, and then pushed his wrist back. Like a tooth tearing sugar cane skin, the broken bone stubble pierced the skin of the wrist, blood was exposed, and blood flew across.

The eagle dog finally couldn't help howling. The fat man hit it with an upper hook, and the eagle dog's upper jaw suddenly bit together, and a bloody tongue fell to the ground.

"Oh, my dear, this punch is too bold. Now this guy can't say anything!" The fat man regretted his grief.

In the eyes of outsiders, this fat man is frank and cute, but it is a different taste in the ears of this Cang navy eagle dog. He confusedly turned his tongue and said, "Don't...don't kill me. You can still... talk...and talk!"

"Brother, you are so funny that I almost shook my hand and threw you against the wall!" The fat man stroked his thick chest and suppressed himself, "To be honest, what do you 100 eagles and dogs do in Shangji City? To be honest, don't suffer. To be honest, there is sugar!"

"The general wants the major general to marry the fleeing Princess Ning Zheng and send us to contain the ghost scouts brought by the second prince!"

"What?" The fat man's hands really trembled, and the poor naval eagle fell straight to the ground.

"Let Li Qiuer take Miss Ning Zheng? Who came up with the idea? Miss Ning can only be my young master's. What kind of ball is Li Qiuer? The fat man said angrily.

"What I said is true, and there is absolutely no lie. Can you... let go of my life? I can really break all my brothers and feet and promise that I won't seek revenge!" The eagle dog knelt up and looked up at the powerful fat man with a hope, hoping to see a glimmer of light.

"Gone your life? Bullshit your mother!" The fat man cursed, leaned forward, flew up, and kicked his chest fiercely. When his chest collapsed, he flew backwards and hit a wall, and was not angry.

The thin and silent masked man whispered, "Clean up and let's go!"

The fat man squatted down and his eyes were gloomy. "It's not a way to kill like this. Kill several ghosts under the second prince. With an edict, hundreds of scouts can be called out to kill Li Qiuer's eagle dogs. His father casually opened his mouth and sent a pile of flies. It depends on our two brothers. It's endless killing. It can't be killed like this. Sooner or later, you will lose your identity!"

"Kill the second prince, kill Li Qingqi, kill Li Qingqi, kill the second prince's father, kill Li Qingqi's father!" The taciturn thin and tall man said in a muffled voice, and his tone was as light as saying that there was too much salt for dinner today.

The fat man punched him in the palm of his hand and said with a smile, "Little six, I have always felt that I am a son of a second child. Why hasn't you been cured yet? Who killed the father of the second prince? How can the emperor of Fanyang today, who is on the same time as our Mengyang emperor, be killed by us? Not to mention that killing the emperor and killing the Cang navy, it is a little excited to kill a prince and kill a Li Qiuer. Both of us have to clean up and run away... It's one thing to kill, but whether we can kill it or not... But then again, if you really want to kill the prince and kill Li Qingqiu, it's a little excited to think about it. It must be better than killing these skin shrimps.

The taciturn and thin man giggled.

But the fat man knew that this stupid brother, who had always had his own thoughts, would definitely rush in front of him if he really said he was going to kill the emperor. The tall and thin man giggled, but the fat man didn't laugh.

"How to deal with the fragmentary of this place? It's really a headache. There is no pond or lake nearby? I just like to sink the body in the water, soaking it and white, as swollen as the 200 pounds on my body. Who dares to say that I am a fat man in the future?

"Fat!" The thin and tall man suddenly popped out these three words.

The fat man grinned and said, "Hey, Xiao Liuzi, it's so unkind to dismantle your brother's platform like this. Can you still be a happy brother?"

"Can!"

The fat man lost his temper.

"Then just throw it here. Anyway, it will be found sooner or later, just hang it up like this! It's outrageous to compete with such a small one. Go back and study it well. The second prince or Li Qing Qiu, choose a big one to hunt!" The fat man jumped, and his heavy body was as light as a swallow, floating on the wall of the alley, dressed in black and integrated with the night.

The tall thin man rushed straight to the alley, like an angry bull, collapsing a thick wall, and then left the killing place slowly.

One fat, one thin, one tall and one short. The two brothers are really freaks. The fat man moves quickly, but the thin man is powerful and powerful. But taking off this black dress, both of them are inconspicuous little people in the crowd. They are small people, but they always want to kill a big general and an emperor... Small people also have big dreams? Yes, it's still the biggest!

At the same time, there is a lonely horse riding to the world's first luxury city at night.

On the back of the horse was an old man with white eyebrows and white hair. The big hei behind the horse floated and hunted. At the moment he entered the gate, his body was illuminated by the firelight of the city head, and the big red python robe flashed under the big command.

Guo Amon, the head of 5,000 eunuchs in the imperial city and the former chief eunuch, entered Shangji City 20 years ago to slaughter a group of senior ministers for Emperor Mingchan.

A powerful eunuch who has not taken action for 20 years, loyally served the emperor's side, and conscientiously engaged in the housework of the Huangfu family. In ten years, how many people in Fanyang know how terrible the eunuch, the head of this eunuch is?

In a big red python robe, isn't it necessary to stack scarlet scarlet again?