"You disciple, why are you laughing? You haven't defeated me yet, so stop dreaming about me!"

Lu Qiling's tone was still cold and cold. After saying one sentence, her face turned red from her ears to her neck.

"It’s interesting, little girl, if you like me you can tell me directly, it’s not good to dance with knives and guns."

Zhang Wu took a step forward and faced Lu Qiling with his bare hands. The girl raised her gun and wanted to stab her.

But the little showiness she had learned was no match for Zhang Wu, a veteran on the battlefield.

Zhang Wu reached out and gently grabbed the tip of the gun. , turned around and took the girl into his arms:"Hey hey hey, you are so arrogant, I will assume that you like me, and after a while I will ask someone to propose marriage."

"You, you are shameless!"

"Bah, you clearly coveted my beauty, how could I become so shameless in the end?"

"Where does this man's beauty come from? Let me go!"

Lu Qiling is just cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Zhang Wu's indifferent temperament like Zhang Ning's, who is about to become a fairy, was eaten to death by Zhang Wu.

How could Lu Qiling control her at this moment?

Zhang Wu didn't talk nonsense. After a peck on her thin red lips, when she turned around, Lu Qiling had been sent to the center of the courtyard by Qiaojin. On the other hand, Zhang Wu had already left General Pingdong's Mansion with a big smile. After leaving General Pingdong's Mansion, Zhang Wu He didn't go home either.

He happened to pass by Cai's house and jumped over the wall to get in.

Cai Yong was a real stubborn man, and Diao Chan was his adopted daughter. Before he passed through the door, he was determined not to go there on the first day of the new year. Zhang Wu's house.

Based on last year's lesson, he was more strict this time and simply sent a few maids to watch the small courtyard where Diao Chan died.

Zhang Wu hadn't seen Diao Chan for a few days, and he missed him a little. Anyway, he was climbing the wall. He was already familiar with this kind of thing.

The house was brightly lit and full of guests. Even though Cai Yong was just a small scholar, he was a real scholar. On the first day of the first lunar month, the house was no less lively than Cao Cao's prime minister's government was low.

Worse than that.

After all, Cao Cao's side had dispersed, and everyone here actually held lamps. The main hall was full of young people. The place was full, and Zhang Wu could not recognize Yang. Biao, Yang Xiu, Kong Rong, Huang Wan, and the rest were completely unknown.

How many of them were real materials, and how many were just trying to climb up to the Hussar General's Palace through Cai Yong.

Zhang Wu didn't like to climb. A powerful villain almost never receives guests in his mansion. Even those who give gifts only send the guests away after the servants collect the things. Those who can enter the Hussar General's mansion are either related to him or have a real relationship with him. Friendship.

After a lot of back and forth, interested people will naturally target Zhang Wu, his father-in-law.

Zhang Wu is too lazy to pay attention. This kind of thing is about your own wishes. Since Cai Yong likes to treat guests, he naturally can't say much.

It was already dark at this time.

The hall was busy, so naturally no one noticed that there was a figure in the front corner.

Zhang Wu was about to go to the backyard when he saw a person in the hall standing directly on the table, drinking like crazy.

Not to mention the bare back of the fruit clothes in the cold weather, he still muttered something:"It's just the spiritual bird of the Western Regions, it's quite natural and strange.

" The wonderful essence of the whole body is combined with the brilliance of fire virtue.

By nature, he is intelligent and able to speak, and he is intelligent and able to recognize opportunities.......

"

Zhang Wu was stunned. Anyone who could get into Cai Yong's banquet must be a famous scholar or Confucian scholar.

This guy was so unrestrained that he was not kicked out directly, but instead the people around him frequently raised their glasses?

Even Cai Yong, although his expression was not kind, did not say anything to stop him!

It was also the first time that Zhang Wu saw something that could defeat a stubborn old man like his father-in-law. Feeling novel, he hid in a corner and watched for a while.

During the dinner, Kong Rong stood up first and raised his glass:"Okay, Zhengping is so talented."

After Kong Rong, a large number of people who licked the smelly feet toasted one after another.

The man was not only dismissive, but even more proud, and said loudly:"The elder Kong Wenju, the younger Yang Dezu. The rest are mediocre and not worth mentioning."

Zhang Wu's heart was filled with joy, and he roughly guessed this. His identity should be that of the madman Mi Heng, a master who defies the sky, the earth, and the air.

If he calls Yang Xiu his son in front of Yang Biao, then what has become of Yang Biao, a green-haired turtle?

And Kong Rong, no matter how you look at it, is more than two rounds bigger than Mi Heng. It's hard for him to even take advantage of the old man.

Before Zhang Wu finished his music, Mi Heng continued:"I heard that Cai Bojie's eldest daughter Zhao Ji is very talented, and his younger daughter Diao Chan is very beautiful. Why don't you call me and see her." Yang Xiu, who was sitting beside him, was so shocked that he couldn't hold his drink. He fell to the ground, stood up and yelled loudly:"Zhengping! You are drunk, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, why did Dezu change his color? That Chen Liuzhangwu is just an illiterate executioner. Others are afraid of him, but I am not afraid. I think this person will die under the knife and axe in the future. I hope Brother Bozhe has already planned for his daughter.."

Cai Yong's expression immediately changed. He didn't like Ni Heng's temperament. He wasn't happy when Kong Rong brought him to the table. At this moment, he directly insulted his son-in-law and daughter in his words. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't bear it. He immediately As soon as he banged the table and summoned the servants, he was about to drive him out of the house.

Mi Heng laughed out loud under the sticks of the servants:"Cai Yong, a man who deceives the world and steals fame, dares to call himself a great scholar, this is how you treat celebrities Huh?"

As I walked to the door, I was grabbed by a dark shadow.

"Oh, an illiterate executioner? It’s Chinese New Year, it’s really hard for you to come all the way to Xuchang to complain about those Huns!"

After seeing the person clearly, the Cai Mansion fell into a dead silence.

Zhang Wu had thought a long time ago that if he slaughtered foreigners, he would be labeled as a 'butcher' by some defenders.’、‘Executioner's name.

But he never thought that these moral defenders were so crazy that they would come to the door of his house to insult his wives and concubines.

Just scold him for other things.

But on Wolf Juxu Mountain, the blood of the Flying Bear Warriors has not yet dried up!

If he was the executioner, what would become of the brothers who accompanied him through life and death?

Who is the most hateful person?

Even though they were clearly enjoying the peace that others had bought with their own blood, they would then shamelessly accuse those heroes of being butchers and executioners.

He, Zhang Wu, can do without the name of a hero, but what about the brothers behind him?

What about those Chinese martyrs who shed their lives and blood?

There was Sima first, and then there was Ni Heng. Zhang Wu couldn't help but be angry.

Mi Heng disagreed:"Oh? Who are you?"

Zhang Wu sneered twice:"You want to see my wife and concubines by name, but you don't know who I am. It's ridiculous."

"Hahahahaha, the person who gained the title after learning from the monkey turned out to be the inhumane champion Hou Dangmian. Xiaosheng has someone here.....vomit...."

Before Mi Heng could finish speaking, Zhang Wu's knee had already hit his lower abdomen.

In an instant.

Mi Heng's body, weighing more than a hundred pounds, flew backwards like a rag bag and fell heavily to the ground.

Step, step, step! ~

The sound of heavy boots hitting the ground sounded. Zhang Wu raised one foot and stepped on Mi Heng's face:"Are you asking for a name?"

Mi Heng's mouth was full of blood, and his pronunciation became more and more blurred as he stuttered, and he could only roughly hear 'rude'’、‘brutal’、‘The curse of being unworthy of a son of man

"General, general, no! You Heng, You Zhengping, is a famous person in the world, and it is unknown to kill him."

Others could care less about Mi Heng's life or death, but Yang Xiu was his close friend after all, so he had no choice but to come forward to persuade him.

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