The measure of a boss's success is whether his subordinates are willing to take bullets for him.
How many bosses just fall apart when a disaster strikes. Not to mention taking bullets for you, just not stabbing you in the back is already considered very righteous.
Of course, there is also a trick here;
To borrow a statement from advertising:
Do you want to become a qualified and successful boss quickly? ?
Then why are you hesitating?
Find a subordinate with vampire blood!
Zheng Fan felt that he was on the right track.
A Ming took the initiative to stand in front of him. Of course, perhaps because A Ming was a vampire, he knew that he would not die, and Zheng Fan also knew that he would not die. Therefore, the "atmosphere" of his subordinates taking bullets for him is not that strong.
However, this also allows you to skip some ridiculous steps:
For example, when A Ming was lying in his arms, he asked loudly:
" Why are you so stupid? "
Of course, here, the thing shoots out a thin needle, not a bullet, it is more like the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom" in Zheng Fan's mind. "Needle" thing.
Surround scattering, indiscriminate coverage of rapid fire, in the mourning hall, except for some who were very lucky, most of them were hit by the needle.
At this moment, a cry of killing suddenly came from outside. The Taoist priests who were sitting there just chanting sutras silently suddenly drew their weapons and rushed directly into the mourning hall.
This scene made Zheng Fan feel ridiculous.
Here is Nanwang City, the most important town of the Yan Kingdom on the southern front, and it is also the General Military Mansion. In this General Military Mansion, first there were assassins hiding in coffins, and then there were a group of others. The assassin comes out.
This is simply... too ridiculous.
In fact, tearing away the disguise of reality called "reasonable" may be "absurd", which is the true essence of reality.
This group of Taoist priests used to look like they were unearthly, but now they are fiercely slashing at the guests who came to express their condolences with their weapons in their hands.
For a moment, blood splattered at the main entrance of the mourning hall, and screams continued.
The funniest thing is,
Due to the arrangements of the General Military Mansion, there are four worship seats surrounding the coffin in the mourning hall. The main entrance is naturally for Those reserved by real lords and big shots.
For example, the prefect and the group of local patriarchs from the big families around him, including the widow and filial sons and grandsons of the commander-in-chief Xiao Dahai, were basically there.
As for Zheng Fan and Zuo Jiqian, they can only pay their condolences and offer incense at the other three locations.
So, when the assassins came in from the outside, the first wave of people to be killed were these real nobles.
Zheng Fan even sawA Taoist priest suddenly emitted a red light, and he cut off the magistrate's head with a single blow.
God has pity on him,
Zheng Fan has just been appointed as the garrison of Cuiliu Fort. Although the military administration is not subordinate in the strict sense, the prefect can actually be regarded as one of Zheng Fan's superiors. .
But before Zheng Fan had time to know his last name, the other person disappeared...
Out of the coffin, a guy wearing official robes jumped out. This should be the president. The clothes worn by soldiers when they were buried were similar to the Manchu zombies of later generations. When the deceased was buried, he would definitely wear the clothes that his family thought were the most decent.
But the person who jumped out was clearly not a man. What he was wearing under the official robe was not boots, but a pair of red embroidered shoes.
Zheng Fan looked up again and saw the assassin's face, a pair of almond blossom eyes, a face with oval seeds, and cold eyes. After turning over and coming out, without any delay, he rushed towards the main entrance and the other side. A group of Taoist priests who were obviously his companions gathered together.
"Let's go!"
The woman gave the order directly. Obviously, her goal had been achieved.
A Ming tried to stand up, but Zheng Fan reached out and held his shoulder.
When the pear blossom needles shot out during the heavy rain, many people fell to the ground. Everyone was crowded and fell into one piece.
"The needle may be poisonous. Control the toxin first."
There is no need to go out in the limelight, and besides, everyone is planning to withdraw.
A Ming hesitated for a moment, nodded, and began to control the blood in his body to isolate the blood at the wound that might be contaminated by venom.
It is true that he is a vampire, but there is one thing that cannot be compared between him and Liang Cheng. As a zombie, Liang Cheng is a big poison. He is not afraid of poison, but A Ming is. At least A Ming is not afraid of it now. As for being immune to all poisons.
Zheng Fan simply chose to give in.
He is not familiar with Mr. Commander-in-Chief. There is no photo of the deceased in this world, and the portrait is extremely abstract...
In short, Zheng Fan has not even seen Xiao Dahai’s face. However, I don't even know the surname of the prefect, so I really have no motivation to jump out to avenge them and stop the assassin at this time.
This is a very selfish mentality, but Zheng Fan made this choice without hesitation.
After the Taoist priests killed each other at the main entrance, they quickly rushed out again under the woman's order.
In the mourning hall, many people were hacked to death, but most of them were still lying on the ground, shouting in pain, with extremely painful expressions.
Zheng Fan saw that A Ming had already signaled that he had controlled the poison, and then turned his head to look at Zuo Jiqian, who was standing next to him.
Zuo Jiqian also fell to the ground. However, when Zheng Fan looked at him, he found that he was just covering his chest with his hands, but his eyes were patrolling around vigilantly.
With this little detail, Zheng Fan can confirm that this guy is not poisoned!
Moreover, this guy actually made something like himselfI made the same choice as myself, also pretending to be cowardly.
Garrison, but the officer one level higher than the captain, is already the pinnacle of the middle-level officers, and the next level up is the guerrilla general.
Moreover, Zuo Jiqian was from the Huwei Zuo family. He must have had good cultivation resources since he was a child, and his material must be good, otherwise he would not have been promoted by the family to serve as an official.
This means that this guy is at least a warrior. Zheng Fan doesn't know what he is, but he is definitely not a good person.
As expected, all members of the aristocratic family are unreliable paper tigers.
When Zheng Fan despised others, he had himself removed in accordance with the Basic Law.
The Taoist priests quickly rushed out and seemed to encounter the guards outside the General Military Mansion. Soon there was another sound of fighting outside.
No matter what, this is the General Military Mansion after all, and this is Nanwang City after all.
Of course those assassins can suddenly appear and catch them off guard, but this is Dayan's world after all.
Previously, I held my head back in order not to stand out. Now, it’s time to grab the heads and grab the credit.
"Just lie here and don't move. I'll go outside to pick up heads."
After saying that, Zheng Fan stood up slowly, and Zuo Fan stood up with him. Relocation.
The eyes of the two big money coins and the big silver coins met in the air for a short distance, and they walked out of the mourning hall together in a tacit understanding.
"Brother Zheng, I really envy you for having such a loyal subordinate."
Obviously, A Ming's previous scene of taking the initiative to help Zheng Fan block the needle has fallen into Zuo Ji's mind Qian's eyes.
However, what Zuo Jiqian didn't know was that A Ming wouldn't die if he got an injection.
"I also admire Brother Zuo's good luck."
"I'm wearing soft armor. I'll wait for this to happen. I'll give one to Brother Zheng when I get back. This Soft armor is useless in battle, but these small measures are really useful in daily defense."
"Thank you, Brother Zuo."
"You're welcome."
Actually, what Zheng Fan was thinking about was to ask Siniang to knit a piece of soft armor for him as soon as he got back.
The two of them walked quickly. In the front yard, the Taoist priests had already fought with the guards of the General Military Mansion.
These Taoist priests are all very skilled, and the guards of the General Military Mansion were no match for them for a while. Even if they had the upper hand, they were still beaten back steadily.
This gave Zheng Fan a deeper understanding of the quality of Yan State's southern front line. Similar things would never happen in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
Sure enough, living in sorrow and dying in happiness are objective laws everywhere.
"Brother Zheng, please go first."
"Brother Zuo, you're welcome, please go first."
"Please go first."
"Please."
At this moment, a Taoist priest had just chopped down the guard in front of him. In order to avoid the other guard's knife, he took many steps back and happened to be in front of Zheng Fan and Zuo Ji. Moving in front.
Zuo Jiqian immediately released a gray light,
Zheng Fan also quickly released a black light,
Before, he was still being polite. The two people who went there rushed towards the same goal without saying a word.
The Taoist priest sensed danger coming from behind him. When he turned around, he saw two light sources rushing towards him, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
Zheng Fan's figure was blocked for half a step at this time, so Zuo Jiqian stretched out half of his body, and the Taoist priest immediately slashed at Zuo Jiqian.
Zuo Jiqian let out a low shout, clapped his hands together, and even used his palms to forcefully clamp the blade of the knife.
This is an absolute grab with bare hands!
Zheng Fan silently praised Zuo Jiqian in his heart, then stepped forward, taking advantage of the gap between Zuo Jiqian's control of the Taoist priest's weapon, and punched it. On the Taoist priest's neck.
"Ah!"
"Crack!"
The additional strength and speed when Qi and blood flow, coupled with the blessing of Zheng Fan's "roar" output, With one punch, the Taoist priest's neck was smashed.
"Brother Zheng, good work."
Zuo Jiqian picked up the Taoist priest's knife and continued to charge forward.
Zheng Fan was not interested in grabbing a sword with his bare hands like Zuo Jiqian. Instead, he picked up the knife next to the body of a guard and started walking around.
Although he has been taking time to "instruct" Liang Cheng on martial arts,
Since Zheng Fan woke up, there have been too few occasions when Zheng Fan really needed to fight on his own, no matter how many routines he used. , without practical application, it is just a show.
So, Zheng Fan was very confident about his level, so he took advantage of himself as a ninth-level warrior player, followed Zuo Jiqian, and specially helped Zuo Jiqian to finish the kill.
Looking back at Zuo Jiqian, a big sword made He He famous, but he was also very aggrieved by Zheng Fan's "cooperation", but no matter how aggrieved he was, he couldn't turn the sword now. Xiang Zheng Fan?
However, with the addition of Zheng Fan and Zuo Jiqian, the guards also had a backbone and their morale improved a lot. Coupled with their numerical advantage, they began to gradually recover from the decline. Counterpressed.
Outside the General Military Mansion, groups of armored soldiers were rushing in frantically. These were city defense soldiers. After hearing the news from the General Military Mansion, they immediately gathered and came for reinforcements.
Just when Zheng Fan chopped down the third Taoist priest and was about to continue drawing his knife and retreat behind Zuo Jiqian, he saw a figure running directly into the corridor, where there was a passage. Towards the garden and backyard of the General Military Mansion.
And there is a head wrapped around the waist of that figure, which is the head of the prefect!
"Thief, where can I escape!"
This is a big fish!
Zuo Jiqian let out a low roar and chased after him.
Zheng Fan no longer hides in the bushes. He has to be cowardly when it’s time to be cowardly, but he must not hesitate when it’s time to take credit.Yu!
I have only been awake for a few months, but I can sit in this position. Without him, I would just take the credit!
Zuo Jiqian was running. From the corner of his eye, he also noticed Zheng Fan chasing after him. He gritted his teeth and further increased his speed.
However, just as he chased past the pavilion, the figure of the Taoist priest shot out from the flower garden beside him, and cut off Zuo Jiqian's head with the blade of the knife.
Zuo Jiqian reacted very quickly, raised the blade of the sword, and moved forward without retreating. He used block to force the gap, hoping to push the opponent away and gain space for his subsequent counterattack.
With a family background, the use of this set of fighting skills has indeed surpassed a weak-legged person like Zheng Fan.
"Clang!"
The swords of both sides collided.
A familiar scene,
A familiar head,
Once again, Zheng Fan, who happened to be half a step late, immediately picked up the knife and went around to the rear, intending to take the opportunity to kill this person. The head of the big fish was stolen.
When Zuo Jiqian saw this, he was filled with rage. At the critical moment of fighting for merit, no one could maintain the so-called normalcy.
Whoever kills the leading Taoist priest will be written in the credit book in the future as someone who led everyone to fight back and capture the assassin.
And the other person, no matter how great his contribution , can only be reduced to one of the "people" in the credit book!
However,
At this moment,
a whistling sound came, and a thunderous giant flew out of the Taoist priest's chest.
"Qi Refiner!"
Zuo Jiqian exclaimed.
But the distance was too close.
Zuo Jiqian took half a step back and avoided his vital part, but his left arm was hit by that Dao Jinghong penetrated directly. At the same time, due to Zuo Jiqian's retreat, the previous defense was directly dispersed. The knife in the Taoist priest's hand also unceremoniously swept Zuo Jiqian's chest.
"Bang!"
Zuo Jiqian was chopped to the ground. Fortunately, there was soft armor on his chest. Although the soft armor was still damaged, it was offset. He took most of the damage from this knife.
"Brother Zheng, be careful!"
Zuo Jiqian, who was chopped to the ground, could only shout this.
Previously, he hated Zheng Fan for his shameless way of snatching people's heads.
But at this moment, he was really afraid that Zheng Fan would go up and be killed by that Taoist. If that were the case, the Taoist would have enough time to calmly finish his attack before the reinforcements arrived. Then leave.
Zheng Fan was not anxious.
He was so happy stealing heads.
Suddenly, the guy who used himself as a tank to attract hatred was overthrown.
For a while,
Zheng Fan really didn’t know how to continue.
But there is no turning back when the bow is fired, Zheng Fan can only continueHe let out a low growl:
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Hit the man with a knife.
The Taoist had just chopped Zuo Jiqian down with one blow, and he had also expended a lot of energy. Zheng Fan came with a fierce attack, and did not give him time to breathe. On the first day of the fight, Zheng Fan actually forced him continuously. Extremely embarrassed.
But after several consecutive confrontations, even though the Taoist was only in a passive blocking position, he immediately discovered that the opponent in front of him had nothing like the energy and blood strength of a ninth-grade martial artist, but his experience in battle was not. A little childish.
Indeed, other ninth-grade warriors, no matter how talented they are, have been trained step by step.
Zheng Fan, on the other hand, came out of the crash course. In order for him to get a crash course, Liang Cheng's nails and Siniang's hands were used in every possible way.
This is also the disadvantage of quick learning. Without years of accumulation and training, even if Zheng Fan is given a book of swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, it will be difficult for him to understand its profound meaning.
The Taoist priest turned the blade of his knife and forcibly moved away Zheng Fan's next knife. At the same time, he opened an opening for Zheng Fan.
"Buzz!"
Jinghong appeared again and shot directly at Zheng Fan's neck.
This Taoist is clearly a warrior and a Qi practitioner!
Zheng Fan saw the startling roar, but it was too late to avoid it because the distance was too close.
The shadow of death directly enveloped Zheng Fan's heart.
Zuo Jiqian, who was lying on the ground next to him, saw a look of despair on his face when he saw the Jinghong flying out. It's over, it's over, it's all over.
At this time, Zuo Jiqian couldn't help but regret a little, regretting why he was so eager to advance. If he had waited for the palace guards to follow him or the city defense troops from outside to come in, things would never be what they are now. situation.
Of course I may not be able to catch this big fish,
But at least I won’t hand my life down here.
However,
At this critical moment,
"Gudu, Gudu..."
"Buzz!"< /p>
A black stone came out directly from Zheng Fan's pocket.
"Bang!"
The ancient stone collided with the shocking dragon, which turned out to be a dagger engraved with runes. As soon as the two sides came into contact, The dagger broke directly, but it was no match for this stone!
The Taoist priest was shocked in his heart: No wonder the warrior in front of him is a little immature in his fighting skills. The man in front of him is actually the same as himself, a warrior and a Qi practitioner!
However,
not only that,
the stone was not satisfied after crushing Jinghong in one fell swoop,
directly turned towards the Taoist. Come.
How the Taoist dealt with Zuo Jiqian before, now basically follows the original script.
It’s just that Zuo Jiqian reacted one step ahead of time.At the same time, he also had soft armor,
But the Taoist priest was very unlucky,
because the stone was aimed directly at his head.
"Bang!"
The Taoist's head was directly smashed by a stone.
Zheng Fan, who narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief,
smiled a little, and
said:
“Smash it.”
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Zuo Jiqian opened his mouth,
his eyes were full of horror.
As expected of someone from the Li family;
Although the Zhenbei Hou Mansion is not crowded, it does not mean that there are no talents in the Hou Mansion!
"Brother Zheng, what a good idea..."
However,
before Zuo Jiqian finished speaking,
he was even more disappointed. A shocking scene appeared for him.
After the stone smashed the Taoist's head in one fell swoop,
it drew a circle in the air.
The next moment ,
It actually rushed directly towards Zheng Fan’s head!
In the stone,
mixed with extremely strong resentment and grievance,
in the dark,
seems to be visible With the face of a resentful baby,
such a useless father,
what is he still doing alive?
Still,
Kill him!
"..." Zheng Fan.