Overlord is proficient in spear and sword skills?

From Zhao Lang's current perspective, these two choices are actually average.

He is already proficient in fighting, and four or five ordinary people really don't take him seriously.

Of course, the most important thing is that he never thought about doing it himself with others in the future.

Otherwise, why would he go to such great lengths to train them to death?

But if he had to choose one, Zhao Lang simply chose the first one.

Not for anything else, just because the name sounds nice.

Dominant spear skills!

It sounds lively!

So looking at the tall Xiang Yu in front of him, Zhao Lang took a step back to avoid having to raise his head to look at him.

Then he said with a double smile,

"Of course I know you."

With just this sentence, Zhao Lang saw a look of surprise in Xiang Yu's eyes!

Zhao Lang said again at this time,

"Didn't we just meet at the city gate yesterday?"

After hearing this, Xiang Yu relaxed and said,

"Yesterday I saw the young master staring at me, and I thought I knew the young master before."

Zhao Lang shook his head and said,

"Master Xiang is joking. This is the first time I have left my village and come to the capital. How could I meet you?"

"I just feel that Mr. Xiang is a bit familiar inexplicably, and Mr. Xiang, you have double pupils in your eyes, which is very strange, so I took offense."

"I'm so sorry."

Seeing Zhao Lang's sincerity, Xiang Yu also let down his guard at this time and said with a hearty smile,

"Actually, I also felt that the young master seemed strangely familiar to me, so I stepped forward to disturb him."

"I don't know how to call you young master."

"Zhao Lang."

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhao!"

The two immediately started chatting in the street.

Zhao Lang looked at the sturdy young man in front of him and felt extremely emotional.

He was already very sure that the Xiang Yu in front of him was Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu.

Unexpectedly, he is still a young man of eighteen or nineteen.

Also, Xiang Yu was only in his thirties when he committed suicide in Wujiang.

At this time, it was difficult for Zhao Lang to connect the cheerful and sunny young man in front of him with the tragic hero who was besieged on all sides and committed suicide in Wujiang River.

"Mr. Zhao, why are you staring at me?"

Xiang Yu asked aloud at this time.

Zhao Lang was distracted while chatting with him just now, and then stared at his face in a daze.

"Oh, it's okay, I was blinded by the sun."

Zhao Lang laughed, then changed the topic and said,

"What did Mr. Xiang do in the capital?"

Just as Xiang Yu was about to answer, a slightly fat figure rushed over and said,

"Yu'er! Why did you come here! Come on, come on, the real people we want to trade are here, come with me quickly!"

"Uncle, this is...hey..."

Without waiting for Xiang Yu to finish speaking, the other party directly pulled him away.

Xiang Bo didn't let go until he reached a secluded place.

Xiang Yu frowned and said,

"Little uncle, what did you do to me? It's really rude to leave without saying goodbye."

Xiang Bo said with a serious face,

"I'm sorry? Yu'er! Do you know what we are doing? Why are you talking directly to others!"

"The more people we come into contact with, the easier it is to be exposed!"

"I shouldn't have promised my brother to bring you out! It's Xianyang who's coming!"

Xiang Yu shook his head and said,

"Uncle, how can a man be trapped in a corner of the world?"

"What I want to learn is to be an enemy of ten thousand people, and of course I have to travel around."

Xiang Bo said impatiently,

"Yes, yes, Yu'er, you and your elder brother are both capable of achieving great things."

"Anyway, I won't take you out next time, so hurry up and leave. The real owner of our deal is waiting."

"They hid their things well, so there's no need to go back to the inn today."

After saying that, he took Xiang Yu and left.

At this time, Zhao Lang watched Xiang Yu being pulled away and did not pursue him.

Although I know that the other party will achieve extraordinary things in the future.

He has no intention of backstabbing, let alone helping the other person change his fate.

One of the things he can guard now is the system, and the other is a general understanding of history.

He is not ready yet. If history is changed, who knows what will happen.

So, just leave.

As soon as they left, Zhao Lang started to move himself.

Having just received a reward from the system, he wanted to find a gun.

Unfortunately, after looking for a long time, I couldn't find any shops selling weapons.

Also, Qin Shihuang collected the weapons from all over the world and made them into twelve soldiers. How could he allow them to be sold publicly?

Soon, time flew by.

Everyone returned home with a full load, and there were no problems.

When the sun was about to set, the group returned to the inn.

"Sir, something is wrong today."

Just after returning to the inn, Hei Fu pulled Zhao Lang aside and said,

"We're being watched."

Zhao Lang frowned slightly and thought for a moment that only the trafficker with the mustache from yesterday had some conflicts with him.

I don’t know who is behind it, who dares to be so blatant.

"We will set off early tomorrow morning and get to Zhuangzi before dark."

Zhao Lang ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Heifu also nodded. No matter what the other party wanted to do, he would never dare to steal it in broad daylight.

It will be safe once we reach Zhuangzi.

Night falls.

Inside a brightly lit mansion.

The mustache came to Tian Qi's study again and told him the results of the day's surveillance.

"Master, those people only bought some daily trinkets, and then they just ate and drank. They didn't buy anything big."

"It seems that I just came to see the prosperity of the capital."

Tian Qi nodded with a gloomy face. There was still some pain from the wounds on his body yesterday. When he returned,

"I know, I'll give you twenty good hands, and you can bring more people to do things more cleanly."

"Those girls, none of them can be missing!"
To be continued...