The night was dark, and hundreds of military tents were set up on a large wasteland on the outskirts of Anqing City. Many people from Donghua Gate were stationed there. Originally there were more than 15,000 people here, but now the three kings led most of them to Anqing.
Huibei area and Jiangshu Province provide support, and there are still more than 6,000 people left here.
The weather was gloomy and windy, and the military tents were buzzing, which made people feel heavy.
Bad news came one after another, making the members of the Donghua Sect in the tent waiting for orders to attack at any time. The sect leader was captured by the enemy, and the main rudder fell. It was like a person's heart was dug out. Can he still survive?
Weeds half as tall as a man were swaying on the ground. Patrollers with machetes in their hands walked back and forth around the camp, not daring to be careless. The air was filled with tension.
More than a dozen people passed by in the north direction. One of them, a thin man with a mustache, cursed to himself: "Damn, what have you been eating these days? Steamed buns and cabbage soup every day, and I haven't eaten meat for several days.
Oh, it’s so fucking difficult.”
A stout man replied: "Okay, damn, stop barking here. I'm annoyed. At least I'm still alive. It'll be good if I can drink cabbage soup. It's said that there are still rivers in the north of Anhui."
All the provinces were attacked by Huamen, and many people died."
Another bald man said worriedly: "If An Hui and Jiang Shu can't be saved, then our Donghua Sect is really in doom, and only Henan is left... Sigh, I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Mustache said: "Don't mention it. It will make you upset if you mention it. Maybe we will be attacked soon. We don't want to worry about it. Let's live one day at a time. You can go over first. I'm a fucking cabbage soup.
Drink too much, keep peeing, something is coming."
Others laughed at him, "I think you have kidney deficiency. You need to urinate after a while."
"Damn it, you peed seven or eight times in half an hour. Are you a peeing genius?"
"Ignore this guy, he's a loser, he's useless. He probably won't be able to use his wife in front of him..."
Mustache scolded back: "Fuck you, strip your sister naked and put it in front of me. Do you want to use it?"
A group of people usually like to curse a lot, are they hooligans? Most of them are quite vulgar. In today's society, officials drink wine in secret, look for young ladies, and swear, which is extremely vulgar. As hooligans, if they
If they were any better, they would probably have to be replaced by officials. It would be a very dangerous situation!
Based on this, the people who were scolded did not take it seriously. They laughed and scolded a few words, and everyone continued to patrol forward. Only the mustaches were left standing in the grass, taking out the bird in the strong wind and opening the gate to release the flood. They peed against the wind and drank with the wind.
, this is very particular, even though the urine line was blown back and forth, and even water droplets fell on his trousers, he still enjoyed it.
After Mustache finished urinating, he let out a long breath. Before he could even lift his pants, his paws came out from the grass, grabbed his ankles, and pulled him down in the grass with a quick tug.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp knife was pressed against his neck, and someone lowered his voice and yelled: "If you dare to scream, I will kill you immediately..."
Fortunately, this reminder was timely, allowing Mustache to suppress the scream that had just reached his mouth. His body kept shaking, his eyes were full of fear, and in extreme panic, a few more drops of urine squeezed out from under his body.
water.
Appearing in front of Mustache were three guys with different characteristics. The one holding a sharp knife looked like a ferocious butcher, next to him was a monk with a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha, and an old Taoist with an ashen face like a zombie.
It looked extremely strange in the night.
These three people were Tie Meng, Fang Bara and Lie Yangzi who were here to perform a mission. They hid in the grass and caught the lone mustache.
Tie Meng lowered his voice and said fiercely: "Boy, if you answer my question honestly, I will spare you, otherwise, I will send you to the West immediately." After that, he moved the sharp knife in his hand downwards.
Get off the other person's neck.
Only when he felt the cold blade on his neck leave, mustache dared to gasp and said tremblingly: "Sir, please forgive me. If you have anything to say, just ask... As long as I know, I will answer truthfully."
Tiemeng asked: "Which of these tents is the headquarters?"
Mustache said hurriedly: "There is a large military tent in the middle of these tents with a white letter X written on it. That is the headquarters."
Tiemeng asked again: "Is Xue Mo inside?"
Mustache: "Here he is, he's always at the headquarters."
Tie Meng: "Hu Qing, Han Shou, and Ku Qiu are the three of them. Are they also at the headquarters?"
Mustache: "No, the northern area of Anhui and Jiang Shu were severely damaged and in emergency. The three kings led the team to support. Currently, only the snow king is at the headquarters..." Then, he immediately guessed the intentions of the three people.
In order to survive, he continued: "Three gentlemen, you are here to assassinate him. This is a good opportunity. Let me go and hurry up. I guarantee success."
Tiemeng nodded and said, "Well, that's a good answer. I'm very satisfied."
Mustache said happily: "Can you let me go now?"
"Of course, I always mean what I say..." Tie Meng's wrist shook, the sharp knife flashed silver, the mustache's head was cut off, and blood spurted out from the neck cavity, splashing on the grass next to it, turning it red.
Tie Meng whispered: "We know the location, let's go."
Lieyangzi's fish-like eyes showed suspicion and said: "Is it true that your words don't count?"
Tie Meng was stunned and asked: "What's wrong?"
Lieyangzi said angrily: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? The three of us were fighting landlords in the temple, and you lost to me thirty-five different Sora Aoi discs. Have you forgotten about this?"
Tie Meng was dumbfounded. It turned out that the three of them were really bored waiting in the temple, so they spent time playing Landlord. He joked about winning Sora Aoi's disc. Unexpectedly, Lie Yangzi took it seriously. After defeating him,
Keep asking him to fulfill his promise, such as
Now the matter was brought up again. He frowned and said: "Where can I get you so many Sora Aoi discs? Recently, the stewardess has been busy releasing singles to endorse games and so on. There are no new works coming out at all. You want to do that all of a sudden?
There are so many, but they don’t need to be repeated, where can I find them?”
Lie Yangzi said angrily: "I don't care, I am willing to admit defeat. If you lose, you have to get it for me..."
Fang Bara hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Niubi, you are really taking death. Why do you have to be Sora Aoi? There are so many beautiful women. Let's change our taste. Ran Muto and Maria Ozawa are both good. Let's get it for you."