The shouts woke up the generals of the family and immediately rushed towards Dong Qi with swords and guns.

Similarly, Dong Huang's shouting awakened Dong Qi. Li Ru, who had been observing Dong Qi, found that the ugly boy had a ferocious expression on his face. He had seen that expression on Dong Zhuo's face. Then, a Qiang tribe with nearly a thousand people disappeared from then on.

This Ah Chou is so tempted to kill!

Dong Qilun's round big gun swept across thousands of troops with one move.

The force was very strong and the speed was very fast. A large gun weighing more than ten pounds passed by the air, and the barrel of the gun showed a slightly bow shape.

The oncoming family general swung his knife to block it. With a clang, the steel knife of Baijing was broken. The big gun continued to sweep without any pause, smashing the family general out of the air. A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the family general fell to the ground and could never get up again.

Kill one is also killing, kill one is still killing!

I remember there was a poem in a novel. I couldn't remember the title of the book, but the contents left a deep impression on Dong Qi.

"A man should kill people, and he will be merciless. The immortal karma of all ages is all in killing people.

There was a man who was loyal and loyal. He killed someone at once, and his body was lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and domineers, killing people in chaos. They gallop around the world, only praise swords and guns.

Now if you want to see this kind of thing, you can only catch the shadow of the moon. Don’t you see it? The sage bees stand up to raise a hero and a hero died. From then on, China has praised benevolence and righteousness. Once a day, the enemy and the barbarians chaotic the Central Plains, the scholars and the pigs run and the cowards cry.

I want to learn from the ancient style and regain my heroic spirit. My reputation is the same as dirt, and those who disdain to be kind-hearted will ridicule.

With a sword that cuts iron, he will kill people with anger. He cuts his thighs and drinks, and talks and laughs.

If you kill enemies thousands of miles apart, you are willing to spend ten weeks of stars. You can only use the light of the fields and have a deep relationship with each other.

He went out of the west gate, and turned back at the dusk. He was tired and thought of sleeping, and the battle horn suddenly blew.

When Ximen left his mother, she was sad that her son was not sad. She was willing to be in history, but the man never returned.

Killing in the world, fighting fiercely and shocking Yin Court. Killing one person in three steps will stop your mind.

Blood flows through the waves of thousands of miles, and the corpse is pillowing on Qianxun Mountain. After the war, the heroes are tired and sleeping on the enemy's corpse.

I still kill someone in my dream, and my smile shines. Don’t ask my daughter, what’s the madman’s evil?

Since ancient times, benevolence and morality have never been true.

Haven't you seen lions, tigers and preys gained fame? Who can pity the poor elk? The world has always been strong and the weak, and even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Don’t ask, men have their own men.

If a man does, he should be violent.

Things and benevolence are not established.

A man is in the battlefield of killing, and his courage is like a bear and his eyes are like a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill someone, and it will not be called a man's body and a woman's heart.

Men never care about themselves, and they can only smile at each other.

There are 100 battlefields in the hatred, and weeds are everywhere.

Don’t tremble, men, have a song to listen to.

Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. If you kill nine million, you will be a hero among the heroes.

The hero is the same as the Tao; see through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years; but make it a life of glory and glory.

A good reputation does not love a bad reputation, and a million kills people without punishment.

I would rather teach thousands of people to hate them than teach them, and I would rather scold them. Looking at five thousand years, where does a hero not kill people?"

To be preached, this poem is not a good one. Especially in Dong Qi's era, it seems even more inappropriate.

When Dong Qi read this poem, he felt excited. He also asked the college students in the village specifically, saying that it was written by a man named Qiu Sheng. He didn't know whether it was true or not. He just recited it over and over again and kept it in mind.

The singing started and blood appeared.

The big gun shook, like a giant python turning over. It was originally a gun technique that Dong Huang had practiced before, but in Li Ru's eyes, it was a fancy move. However, when he used it in Dong Qi's hands, it became extraordinary. Combined with his slightly childish voice, the originally extremely ordinary gun technique became extremely sharp. It was really a ten-step killing, which made the generals tremble.

Li Ru swallowed, and felt that the song made his blood boil.

He couldn't help but take a step, but stopped again. He knew very well what this step meant.

Dong Huang's family was corpses on the martial arts field.

Dong Qi only felt that the power in his body seemed to be ineffective and needed to find a hole to vent his anger.

He shouted loudly, spread his arms and threw the gun out. A general of the family was already heartbroken and was running outside the martial arts field. The gun, with a roar that broke through the air, pierced through the chest of the family general. The huge force flew up in the air and was nailed to the threshold of the martial arts field. The body swayed in the air, and blood fell to the gate of the martial arts field.

At this time, except for Dong Huang and Li Ru, there was only one general left in the martial arts field.

Dong Qi rushed to the door of the general, knocked the other party down with one punch, stepped on the leg of the general, grabbed the other leg with both hands, and shouted with force on both arms, and tore the general in half. The blood spilled him all over.

His slender eyes swept over and stared at Li Ru.

Li Ru beat a chill, and his heart was thumping.

"A Chou, I am my brother-in-law, your fourth sister Dong Yuan's husband... Have you heard of it?"

A warm feeling suddenly appeared in Dong Qi's red eyes. His body relaxed and was about to speak, Li Ru's face suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted in horror: "Be careful!"

Instinctively, Dong Qi flashed lightly.

A cold light brushed his shoulders and swept across the rockery. The sharp arrows were nailed to the rockery, and the arrow feathers trembled constantly.

Li Ru cursed in her heart: Idiot!

Seeing that Dong Qi's murderous intention was about to disappear, the damn Dong Huang actually...

Dong Qi turned around and happened to see Dong Huang pulling out a sharp arrow and aiming at him.

There was about twenty steps between the two, and Dong Qi shouted: "Silly thief, die for me!"

Li Ru didn't see clearly how Dong Qi moved, the speed was too fast. Dong Huang was startled by Dong Qi's roar, and the sharp arrow in his hand fell to the ground. In just like this, Dong Qi rushed to Dong Huang, knocked Dong Huang over, and then grabbed Dong Huang's legs with both hands, and actually wanted to tear him apart.

At this moment, someone outside the martial arts venue shouted: "A Chou, show mercy!"

A war horse rushed into the martial arts field and rushed towards Dong Qi. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, which made Dong Qi even more angry. He raised his hand and threw Dong Huang out, turned around, and punched the horse with a punch.

The fist brought a thousand pounds of force, smashing the head of the war horse to pieces.

The poor horse sighed and neighed, but his body couldn't stop being inertia and rushed two steps, knocking the person on the horse's back down.

"A Chou, that's your uncle, don't do anything wrong!"

Li Ru saw the person on the horse clearly and screamed in horror. The person on the horse was Dong Zhuo's younger brother Dong Min, and Dong Qi's relative uncle. Li Ru didn't care about the fainting Dong Huang and ran towards Dong Qi quickly. While running, Li Ru said in his heart: What's the matter? It's messy, everything is messy.

However, Li Ru's shouting did not stop Dong Qi.

Dong Qi, who had already gone wild, picked up a big knife from the ground and rushed towards Dong Min. The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of people rushed into the martial arts field. Seeing this, the person in charge changed his face and rushed out. The big knife in his hand held Dong Qi's big knife. The man used the horse's power to knock Dong Qi backwards.

"Wencai, why don't you catch him yet!"

The person immediately shouted the order. A general rushed to Dong Qi who had not yet stood firm, jumped off the horse, and hugged Dong Qi.

"Let me go, I'm going to kill you!"

"Young Master, calm down, calm down... The sir is back..."

Dong Qi's head became a little clearer and stopped struggling. At this moment, he heard the person shouting angrily: "Sir, don't you kneel down yet!"
Chapter completed!