"Who are you? What does this mean?"

Luo Fengtang glanced sharply around and asked the other party in a deep voice.

Beside her, Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting on horseback, was also looking at these people.

According to visual inspection, there should be no fewer than forty people on the other side. Judging from their clothes, they were all wearing the same Shenwu Army uniforms as she was wearing.

However, they are all unfamiliar faces. I have never encountered these people when I was getting food from the kitchen in the past few days.

Obviously, they dressed like this on purpose to confuse the public.

"For a person who is about to die, there is no need to know where we are."

From behind the crowd, a hoarse voice sounded.

The crowd parted on both sides to make way.

A middle-aged man came over riding a black horse.

He was also wearing the armor of a Shenwu Army general. He had a bald head and extremely vicious facial features. There was a crooked scar on the left brow bone that extended all the way to the back of his ear.

Just this scar is enough for people to imagine what kind of thrilling fights and fights he has experienced.

When her eyes fell on the weapon in his hand, Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.

This iron mace weighs hundreds of kilograms at least, right?

It's not something that ordinary people can just carry in their hands. Let's take her as an example.

Although he is an agent, he has learned a lot about killing and escaping.

However, most of the time it’s all about short, hard, and fast. To put it bluntly, what matters is skills and brain power.

She couldn't lift this mace.

Over there, the conversation between the bald man and Luo Fengtang sounded again, pulling Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.

"This bald brother, even if he is a death row prisoner, the government will sentence him to a crime that makes him have to die." Luo Fengtang said.

"Since you are so sure that I will die in your hands today, what are you afraid of? Tell me, and at least make me understand!" he said again.

The bald man hesitated for a moment, and then he smiled coldly.

"Luo Fengtang, someone has produced five hundred taels of silver and wants to take your head from your neck," he said.

"Which bastard is it? Only five hundred taels? Isn't this too underestimating?" Yang Ruoqing said, her face full of anger.

"Bald, I'll pay you five hundred and one taels of silver, and you can pick off that bastard's head for me!" she said again.

Five hundred and one tael?

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing with a strange expression on his face.

This girl, how old is she, is she still in the mood to joke?

Opposite me, the bald man was also startled, and then his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

He thought he was a thin soldier and killed him together.

Unexpectedly, she is still a woman?

This woman looks pretty good. Do you want to have fun before killing her later?

The bald head is a bit confusing.

Yang Ruoqing could understand his lustful look at a glance.

She picked up a stone in her hand and threw it at the bald man's head.

"Boom!"

She aimed this stone at the weak spot near the artery on his neck.

However, when the stone from her hair flew in front of the bald man's face, he suddenly raised his other hand and waved.

"Haha, you want to sneak attack me? You are still young!"

The bald man laughed evilly, spread his fingers, and held the stone she just threw in his palm.

"Suffer death!"

He waved the mace in his hand, leaned over slightly and picked it up towards Yang Ruoqing.

This mace is estimated to be three meters long, thick, large and heavy.

Judging from this posture, he wanted to overthrow Yang Ruoqing, both man and horse.

"Bang!"

A loud sound rang in Yang Ruoqing's ears, the sound of swords and other metals hitting each other.

At first glance, it was Luo Fengtang.

He picked up the sword in his hand and fought with the bald man.

The sound of metal was getting sharper and sharper, and the impact of lightning and flint was dazzling.

"If you want to kill her, you must first pass my level!"

In my ears, Luo Fengtang's voice came again.

Yang Ruoqing looked again and found that Luo Fengtang was somewhat at a disadvantage.

Because the bald man on the other side seemed to be born with supernatural powers.

Relying on that mace, he ran rampant, like a meat grinder, with the power of one man holding the door and ten thousand others unable to open it.

And the other soldiers he brought with him also drew their swords and pointed them at Luo Fengtang when Luo Fengtang was fighting with the bald man.

Always ready to make up for it, Luo Fengtang couldn't take it into consideration, and gradually fell behind.

On the side, Yang Ruoqing saw that something was not good.

Not to mention that this bald man is a bit perverted, but the more than thirty or forty helpers he brought here are all experts.

She and Luo Fengtang were fighting twenty of them one at a time. Even if they were at the wheel station, they would be dragged to death.

Moreover, there is also Baldhead, a human meat grinder.

You must not fight when you are at a disadvantage!

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly turned her horse's head and charged towards the intestine passage where the two rock walls came together.

The tungsten whip in his hand was whipping fiercely, and with such desperate momentum, a hole was quickly created in the back.

"Tangyaozi, come here quickly!"

She shouted to Luo Fengtang.

The so-called husband and wife have a clear understanding of each other.

At the same time that Yang Ruoqing turned the horse's head and charged in that direction, Luo Fengtang guessed her intention, and he also deliberately delayed several people who wanted to chase her.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's voice at this moment, he showed no signs of fighting and clamped his legs around the horse's belly.

The horse king underneath him was even more sympathetic to his thoughts. He neighed and the horse's entire body soared into the sky as if it had a pair of invisible wings.

After a gorgeous and perfect leap in mid-air, when the horse king's four hooves landed firmly on the ground, he had already left the bald man and the others behind.

"This way!"

Yang Ruoqing rode on a bay-red horse and waved towards Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang quickly rushed over on horseback, waving the sword in his hand and killing those who tried to intercept him on his horse.

Blood splattered three feet, and he rushed out stepping on their corpses.

"oops!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly screamed, and the maroon horse beneath her suddenly fell to the ground, and she flew out from the horse's back.

It turns out that there is a tripping rope on the ground.

Just as he was about to hit the rocks in front of him, a strong wind hit behind him.

"Qing'er, catch it!"

It was Luo Fengtang's voice.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that he was chasing after her from behind, throwing a rope in his hand.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed the rope, and with the help of the power of the rope, she twisted her body and tapped her toes against the rock wall on the side.

The next moment, she landed firmly on Ma Wang's back and hugged Luo Fengtang's waist from behind.

"shoot!"

Behind him, a bald man shouted an order.

Then, countless flying arrows rushed over like raindrops.

"drive!"

Luo Fengtang clamped the horse's belly tightly, and the horse king spread his hooves and rushed out like a black whirlwind.
Chapter completed!