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Chapter 131 Which Onion Are You?

"Master Feng, what on earth did you do to make you let Marshal Fu go?"

The speaker was still an old man, known as Butler Zhang, who was a powerful figure in the Marshal's Mansion.

When many military attaches were killed and other military attaches did not dare to provoke Feng Zhou because of their lack of status, the steward stepped forward and spoke softly.

He was used to serving the prime minister, the Duke's wife, the princess, and Marshal Fu. He had an excellent vision and knew that he could only be soft on this matter. If he was a little tough, Marshal Fu would be bullied by this evil thief.

Feng Zhou chuckled, but ignored him. He only said to Fu Kang'an, "Fu Kang'an, if you moan again, I will break one of your fingers."

As the so-called ten fingers connect to the heart, Fukang'an had broken one of his fingers and was already in agony. Now when he heard the evil man in front of him threatening to break another finger, although he was furious in his heart, he had no choice but to endure it and gritted his teeth in silence.

"Sure enough!"

Feng Zhou praised him and glanced at the twenty-three cups, he couldn't help but sigh for the world's desire for fame and wealth.

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in military affairs. In order to compete for the first and second honors, many literati calculated behind their backs and many warriors fought to the death, just for a title that is not important.

Before he came, he originally thought about breaking those cups, but then he changed his mind. With the wealth of the Qing Dynasty, if he broke these twenty-three cups, another two hundred and thirty cups would appear. As long as the Manchu Qing court rose up

This idea will definitely lead to a bloody storm in the Han world.

So, it doesn’t really matter whether it’s broken or not.

But this thought just flashed in his mind. Feng Zhou laughed loudly and swiped his spear, smashing all the jade dragon cups, silver phoenix cups, and silver carp cups on the table in front of him.

He sneered: "If you can make twenty-four cups, I can smash twenty-four. If you can make twenty-four thousand cups, I can smash twenty-four thousand cups!"

After speaking, he held Fukang'an in his hands and strode out of the hall, laughing and saying: "Ten years ago, the Red Flower Society hijacked Fukang'an. All the civilian and military generals who had seen that incident were killed for various reasons. The military attachés and military officers present were

Jianghu knights, I am afraid that they will be silenced in the future, hahaha..."

Say it, he suddenly flew up and took Fukang'an up to the eaves, but he heard the sounds of "Ah!"

The guards guarding the roof were driven back by him along the way, or fell down from the house.

Many military attachés and leaders in the hall all looked at each other with fear.

At this time, dozens of military attaches and guards were dead, most of whom were high-ranking officials. The rest of the martial arts guards were just too young and didn't know how to deal with them.

Butler Zhang shouted: "All heroes from all walks of life, please sit still! Wang Hailu. Go and notify the backyard. Liu Chang'an, go to the palace to report. Zhang Dequan, immediately notify the elite soldiers outside the palace to chase the thief Feng Zhou who captured the commander-in-chief."

!”

With him in charge, everyone immediately wanted to find the backbone and left wisely.

But many leaders could not sit still.

Hu Fei saw Feng Zhou grabbing Fu Kang'an and leaving calmly. The world's top leaders meeting could be destroyed so easily. He couldn't help but feel shocked and amazed. He whispered to Cheng Lingsu: "Brother Feng, I have been practicing magic for a hundred years."

It can’t even compare!”

Cheng Lingsu held his hand and whispered: "He has already escaped us mortals' magical powers, so why should we envy him. But it is important to escape now."

Cheng Lingsu smiled and said to Hu Fei, "Who among the people here doesn't want to leave?"

At this time, no one in the crowd could sit still, and it was so noisy. Butler Zhang shouted: "Everyone should return to their seats, don't make any noise!"

Cheng Lingsu filled a tube of cigarettes and puffed out a few puffs. Then he walked to the left and right of the hall. While puffing out the smoke, he put up his feet and watched the excitement in the crowd. Suddenly someone shouted: "Oh, my stomach hurts so much."

!" As soon as he stopped shouting, people around him started shouting: "Ah yo, ah yo! Stomachache, stomachache."

Cheng Lingsu returned to Hu Fei, winked, hugged his stomach and shouted: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, I'm poisoned!"

Before Cheng Lingsu could shout, someone in the crowd shouted: "No, the government wants to kill people and silence them."

Among the powerful people from the world who came to the meeting this time, many people thought that Fukangan would convene a gathering of the world's top leaders, and they were afraid that they would secretly arrange a vicious plot to wipe out all the masters in the martial arts world. It should be noted that "Confucianism and literature lead to chaos."

"Dharma, chivalry uses force to break the ban." Historically, people have ruled and ministers. If they cannot recruit civil and military talents for use, they will use axes and axes to destroy them, so as not to harm the people and incite the world.

At this time, they heard someone shouting: "The government will kill people and silence them." Everyone was frightened. As for Fukang'an being captured and the guards being leaderless, everyone selectively forgot about it.

At that moment, the hall became even more chaotic. Many people greeted each other in low voices: "Go quickly, go quickly, the government is going to poison us." "Escape quickly!" "Go back to your apartment quickly and take the antidote."

Cheng Lingsu filled the pipe with medicine and sprayed out poisonous smoke. Everyone in the hall inhaled it, and no one was spared. The poisonous smoke was not fatal, but many of those who inhaled it could not help but suffer from headaches and abdominal pain, which lasted for more than half an hour.

Come on. This move was so powerful that it made the people think that the government was going to kill people and silence them. In the chaos, everyone was rushing to escape for their lives, and no one could care about anything else.

Feng Zhou flew out of the Marshal's Mansion, jumped on the giant horse, and carried him and Fu Kang'an to the gate of the imperial city. He saw a person near the gate whistling long, followed by shouts in the distance.

After a while, people from all directions were seen rushing towards him. Among the more than twenty people who came, half were Tibetan monks wearing blood-red robes, and the rest were wearing the uniforms of Qing palace guards.

It turned out that a meeting of world leaders was being held today, and these guards were ordered to stand by nearby to prevent accidents. So after receiving the news, they rushed to stop Feng Zhou, hoping to save Fu Kang'an.

A tall man with a black beard among the guards of the Qing Palace came out from the crowd, holding a long sword, and said loudly: "Mr. Feng? I have admired your martial arts for a long time and swept across the Central Plains. Why don't you let Marshal Fu go and let me learn from you? Do you dare to fight?"

"

"You just let it go? Who do you think you are?" Feng Zhou said calmly.

The black-bearded man said coldly: "Debu, the chief guard of the imperial palace, is I qualified to fight you?"

"hehe!"

Feng Zhou looked at the prisoner in his arms and said, "Fu Kang'an, do you think you are a noble person from Tianhuang and I can't kill you?"

Fukang'an held back the severe pain and snorted coldly: "Mr. Feng, I have fallen into your hands. You can kill me or cut me into pieces as you please. What else can you say?"

"Okay! You have some backbone!" Feng Zhou laughed loudly. He suddenly dismounted and rushed into the crowd of more than 20 people. He grabbed a spear and rushed up the city wall. He connected with his feet and walked up ten meters in one breath.

ten feet!

He directly inserted a spear into Fukang'an's chest and nailed him to the city wall. Then he flew down, brandished the big gun in his hand, hit Deb, and laughed and said: "Then I'll learn from Ouchi.

The majesty of a guard!"

You must know that Deb is the latest Ouchi imperial guard promoted by Qianlong. He won thirty-eight games in a row in the guard competition and was called "the leader of the imperial guard team who is bestowed with a yellow mantle", the first warrior in Manchuria, and the commander-in-chief.

"Eighteen Masters of Ouchi", with tight sword skills and fierce moves. He is a famous Manchu master.

When he saw Feng Zhou going up to the city wall, he went up to the city wall and nailed the emperor's red man on it with a shot in front of the Ouchi guards. He didn't take him seriously at all. He couldn't help but get furious.

, he held a sharp sword and leaned forward to stab, attacking Feng Zhou's left rib.

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and Deb's whole body flew up into the sky for a long time. He was spitting out blood in mid-air. When he landed, the broken bones in his chest were clearly visible, and he was dead before his eyes.

So how powerful is Feng Zhou's shot? Even the protective steel armor was directly penetrated. In addition, Deb was originally going to use the steel armor to block the enemy, and the flaws in his chest were fully exposed. Therefore, with one move, he was

Feng Zhou was shot straight through the chest, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Vulnerable." Feng Zhou retracted his spear and said calmly, but looked at the others.

There was a dead silence in the field, and all the Qing palace guards were stunned. No one spoke, and they looked at Feng Zhou with shock on their faces.


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