Yo, grandpa is here

Buli's figure was as fast as lightning, he sideways dodged Wei Sheng's knife, and at the same time stretched his legs and kicked Wei Sheng's knee.

His movements were so fast that Wei Sheng broke into a cold sweat. He managed to avoid this move with the muscle memory he had practiced for many years, but doubts emerged in his heart.

Is this the speed humans should have?

Before he had time to think about it, Bu Liti Dao had already arrived in front of Wei Sheng. The material of this saber was ordinary, at best it was sharp, it was not considered a treasured saber, not as good as the famous saber in Wei Sheng's hand.

But it's just such an ordinary knife, when it is in your hand, it seems to have life. The light of the knife is sharp, and the knife is like a dragon. , but it was too late, he made a false move, instead of touching his saber, he turned his wrist and slashed at Wei Sheng's abdomen.

Wei Sheng only heard a bang, followed by a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Buli put away the knife, and said with a sneer: "That's all."

Wei Sheng clutched his stomach, he was wearing heavy armor, Buli cut the armor to pieces!

How can this be?

Where did he get so much strength?
"Don't kill him, beat him to death!" Qingqing said in time.

Now killing Wei Sheng is as simple as crushing an ant, but Wei Dascumbag can't die now, after all, he is a military general of the court, he killed him, the eighth prince will not be able to deal with business when he goes back, Qingqing feels that he can't cause trouble for the younger generation .

This Eighth Prince is the son of Brother Buli, and even her junior, so he has to take care of him to some extent.

When Buli heard that she would not allow the killing, he withdrew his knife in disappointment, stepped forward and kicked Wei Sheng, knocking him to the ground.

But there is another sentence behind Qingqing, if you want to fight to death, then respect is worse than obedience.

Buli gave Wei Sheng a hammer with his bare hands, until his fat head was swollen and his face was in a daze, so he stopped.

Buli stretched out a finger and shook it, meaning, you, no!
Wei Sheng is somewhat skeptical about life now.

He has always been very confident in his strength. Years of training in the battlefield have made him confident. He never thought that he would lose to a scholar.

Buli withdraws the knife and retreats to Qingqing's side.

Qingqing gave him a thumbs up and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Are we better than ordinary people?"

After she passed through, the only reference for her strength value was Buli. Before Qingqing, she didn't think she could fight much, because Buli was similar to her.

But after Jianbuli took Wei Sheng down easily, Qingqing began to think about it.

Buli has bloodsickness, which to a certain extent created a weak personality for him, but when he thinks about it carefully, when he is dealing with outsiders, he can easily end the battle with his shots. Wasted a little effort.

Now with Wei Sheng as a reference point, Buli's advantage in combat power became obvious all of a sudden.

Buli nodded slightly.

"Although we don't have superpowers, our respective organizations will activate the relevant areas of the brain when they join the job. Both the speed and strength are stronger than ordinary people. After you retire, part of your strength and speed will be blocked by the influence of the brain chip, but the moves are still there. Now, my situation is similar to yours."

Although it is not as good as when they were in office, it is still very easy to beat ordinary people. As long as they do not meet the task force sent by the Administration or unofficial organizations, the two of them will have no opponents in any time and space that does not surpass modern civilization.

While the two were talking and laughing, Wei Sheng's self-esteem was shattered.

But he was only sad for a moment, and soon, his attention was on Sanniang again.

He originally thought that San Niang would pounce on him to greet him in such misery now, after all, she used to be such a virtuous wife.

But, no.

Sanniang couldn't see that the fight with Wei Sheng was over, so she rushed to Qingqing's side, and asked with concern:
"Are you OK?"

Qingqing replied for him with a smile: "What's the matter with him, the one on the other side is more seriously injured."

Sanniang followed Qingqing's line of sight, and when she saw Wei Sheng, whose face was as white as paper, she immediately turned her head away in disgust, as if she saw something dirty.

"Help me, I don't want to go back with him!"

Sanniang begged Qingqing bitterly.

Everything that happened today was too sudden for her.

She thought that Qingqing would set about rehabilitating her family after the battle was over. She was not even mentally prepared to meet Wei Sheng. As nasty as flies.

Although it is earlier than expected, it is nothing to worry about. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, so let's do it today. "Qingqing reassured.

Keep frowning, remind weakly.

"Miss, pay attention to prenatal education"

His wife's recent style of painting is a bit unprepared and heroic.

"Aren't you—" The Eighth Prince finally recognized Sanniang. She had changed a bit, but she could still recognize that this was Wei Sheng's dead ex-wife, who was also included in the female biographies.

"She is my sister. If you have something to say, go to the village and talk slowly." Qingqing controlled the rhythm.

Although the current situation is chaotic, there are still so many enemy troops waiting to be dealt with, this is not the place to talk right now.

Wei Sheng saw Sanniang follow Qingqing and others into the village, he stood there clutching his stomach, his stomach ached, and his whole body was in extreme pain.

Dafa led the two younger brothers past him, fearing that Wei Sheng would not be concerned enough, the three brothers even started chatting.

"The general in the back is very miserable. He held his stomach for a long time and no one paid attention to him. Should we give him some wound medicine?" said Ada, the youngest.

"The grandma of the clan will definitely punish you for copying. Isn't that what she said, you have no political vision? We have to look at the problem from a political perspective. Who cut his wound?" His elder brother reprimanded his younger brother with hatred. .

Regardless of their young age, the starting point is higher than others. The two ancestors taught them a lot. The so-called politics, when it reaches a certain level, is all about the art of standing in line.

Lack of political vision means not taking sides.

People who don't know how to stand in line will die miserably.

Ah Da suddenly realized, that's right, Grandpa Zu chopped it up, so he can't deliver medicine.

"But I see him looking at Lang Zhong all the time? What's his relationship with Lang Zhong?"

Wei Sheng's lips moved slightly, he wanted to say, that was his wife, once.

"What's the relationship between him and the doctor? Don't you look at Grandma Zu's face? If there is a relationship, Grandma Zu will not speak up? You, you, you didn't listen carefully when Grandma Zu taught, did you? Turn around and recite it carefully." , a person can not know who his enemy is, but he cannot not know who his leader is!"

Dafa heard the conversation between the two brothers, nodded repeatedly, and by the way, cast a contemptuous glance at Wei Sheng, whose face was getting uglier.

He said to Wei Sheng: "General, please wait until our ancestors have finished talking to the prince, please go in, and the general will come in again."

Wei Sheng's face turned green, what the hell kind of broken village is this, the kids in the village dare to run in front of him and act wildly? !
And the two little boys whispering in front, can they not be so loud when talking about him behind their backs?

But what made Wei Sheng more painful was Sanniang's back without turning her head.

Does she really, not care about him?