The old man smiled reservedly at Batumonk, and Batumonk returned to his seat and raised the silver cup on the table.

Turning around and shouting at them, "Come~ for the loyalty of your friends!!"

Everyone raised their glasses quickly, while Batumonk laughed and slapped his high-fives to make people drink good wine and good meat.

The crowd gradually dissipated after eating the moon. What no one knew was that the old man's sweat shirt behind him was soaked.

What no one knows is that Batumonk's drunken look disappeared instantly after they left.

He looked silently at the top of the tent but no one knew what he was thinking. After a while, he slowly stood up and roared at the outside of the account.

"Let Turuborot come to see me!!"

At the same time, the old man who looked drunk just now grabbed Gudebai who had sent him back, and said in a cold voice.

"Go! Let Zheng Fu and the others come to my husband's place!"

He paused, but whispered to the man beside him who had been standing with his hands hanging down and almost like air.

"You go back to Jiubian and find those people! Tell them that I want to enter the pass! They want to become blind!"

But I saw the gentle old man who was looking at the Confucian scholar just now, but at this moment he looked like a ferocious ghost: "I have eaten the benefits of my Zhou family for so many years..."

"It's time for them to vomit some too!!"

But as the old man was talking, he punched the table with a bang, his eyes red: "Zhang Family! I will take your life to pay tribute to the whole clan!"

Everyone knows that the most fierce thing about Bansheng’s fort is Zhujia Fort.

The master's identity is very mysterious. It is said that he killed a man who commanded the Tongzhi to kill from the garrison. He was named Zhu Zhong.

But no one dared to ask if Zhu Zhong was really called Zhu Zhong, and no one dared to ask if he killed the commander Tongzhi and escaped.

The 35-pound iron knife he carried with him was enough to shut up many people who wanted to ask him this question.

Not to mention dozens of men with leopard heads and falcon eyes, curly beards and broad faces, almost all wearing armor.

Several people were recognized for carrying the captain's documents on their backs, which is one of the reasons why people from Bansheng dared not provoke Zhu Zhong.

The whole Bansheng knew that Zhu Zhong didn't like anyone: the Iron Buddha in the Chifeng sword field.

The Iron Buddha looked very festive, and his fat and happy look were all over the place, and he would smile when he saw anyone.

But if you feel that the Iron Buddha is easy to bully, then he will use the golden gourd hammer on his waist to tell you that he is so happy and joyful when he breaks your head.

More than a hundred men who beat swords in the sword field are all those who can fight and dare to kill. On weekdays, they only practice martial arts by fighting swords.

In this place, Bansheng is a dominant place. Even the landlords in Bansheng dare not underestimate him at all.

But Tie Fo and Zhu Zhong seemed to be unable to see each other. The first time I saw Tie Fo, he broke Zhu Zhong's Yanling Knife and broke his arm.

Zhu Zhong broke one of the legs of the Iron Buddha, and the two sides almost never met again. They looked at each other from afar and bypassed each other.

"Iron Buddha, this is the first time our factory and guards cooperate..."

Zhu Zhong looked at Tiefu with complicated eyes, and Dongchang never met Jinyiwei.

They compete with each other in the capital, and they are not without stumble and even killing each other in the capital.

"Hehe... Come on, don't have that expression! If it weren't for the strict order from a certain commander, I would definitely not come to your broken castle!"

The men around Zhu Zhong couldn't help but feel excited when he heard this. He pressed the handle of the knife and wanted to stand up.

But Zhu Zhong waved his hand to let them sit down, and then said, "If it weren't for the strict order of the factory governor, I would never team up with a reckless man like you!"

"Since a certain family is here, what are you planning to say!"

Tie Buddha said, rubbing his big bald head with a scar on his ring and said with a smile.

"I just didn't expect that this empire hawk would have a day to do things for the victims..."

That night, countless riders rushed out of the board!

The buzzing sound of the powerful crossbow kept exploding on the grassland, and at the same time, the sound of a knife cutting into the flesh and bones was heard.

There were also shrill shouts sounding deep in the grassland. By the early morning, the only thing left on the grassland was the broken blood and bones that were gnawed by wild wolves...

Goudebai, who had gone to check the remaining flesh and blood, turned around and left with a gloomy face, and then a team of fifty people rose from the board.

Tie Buddha kept wandering around Bansheng with a smile as usual, selling the knife in his place.

Zhu Zhong was as mysterious as ever, and sometimes he took out his beautiful Shu brocade to see the goods.

Sometimes, the tea merchants who took out the Tuan Tea from northern Yunnan and challenged Bansheng came to see it, but it seemed that everything in Bansheng had not changed...

"You asked me to release those Tatars into the pass?! Are you crazy?!"

The old man in Bansheng actually appeared in the border town. He looked no different from the merchants who came and went to the border town.

Moreover, he was actually in the mansion of Qianhu, the man in front of him was a man in his 40s wearing a military official robe.

"Mr. Zhao, Lord Zhao Qianhu! Do you think that crazy tiger would stop just by dealing with Jinyang?!"

But when the old man saw the eyes of the old man, he looked at Zhao Qianhu with a sneer, and said, "I'm going to destroy all my family, do you think he will stop?"

"How much military equipment, military rations have you sold, and even occupied a lot of military farms over the years. You are more aware of the official land than I am..."

"If you really track down, do you think you can get out of here without any hesitation?"

Zhao Qianhu's face was gloomy and gloomy when the old man said this, but he saw the old man looking at him and said coldly: "You don't have to take action this time!"

"I, along with the fourteen families in Jinyang, and Tatar Dayan Khan, can accomplish this!"

Seeing that Zhao Qianhu's face was still struggling, the old man snorted coldly: "One Jinshi in my Zhou family is a Jinshi, two Juren! He can destroy such a big clan..."

"Mr. Zhao feels that if you have a hereditary thousand households like you, will he be unable to destroy them?!"

Zhao Qianhu's face turned pale and his lips began to tremble.

"That crazy tiger now is just because he only has one Jingying and more than 300 martial artists, so he dare not act rashly!"

The old man named Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Check Jinyang, he must have copied out a lot of weapons, an example!"

"Do you think he will let you go then?"

Zhao Qianhu let out a deep breath, his voice hesitating: "That Zhang family is the young master of the British Duke's Mansion..."

"I know! But if he doesn't die, you will die!"

But the old man stood up and stared at Zhao Qianhu and said, "If the state court strongly investigates, what if we turn against him?!"

"But if he is allowed to return to the capital..."
Chapter completed!