Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 65 To ensure your safety, please put down your weapons!

"This……"

Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu looked at Zhao Zheng subconsciously. Zhao Zheng was about to speak when he was interrupted by Wu Shilang.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Zheng didn't pay attention. He was too arrogant to care about someone who was about to die. Seeing this, Taoist priest Qianhe quickly smiled and smoothed things over.

"Guanshi Wu, my senior brother and I can borrow some glutinous rice!"

"Sticky rice?"

Wu Shilang pinched the handkerchief, frowning slightly, and his eyes showed doubts. Brother No. 71 on the sedan looked at the stools behind Taoist Priest Four and others, and said with thoughtful eyes.

"Master Wu, let's take a rest first!"

"Yes, brother seventy-one!"

Wu Shilang nodded with a flattering smile on his face, holding a handkerchief in his hand and said to everyone: "Okay, everyone, let's take a rest. Put it down and slow down!"

Taoist Priest Qianhe turned to look at Taoist Simu. Just as Taoist Simu was about to speak, he heard Jia Le smiling and taking out the glutinous rice in the bag.

"Uncle, I'll give you glutinous rice!"

It wasn't that he had any foresight, but that after Zhao Zheng said they were in for a bloody disaster, Taoist Master Simu asked him to take it with him, just in case.

"..."

Taoist priest Simu glanced at Jiale expressionlessly. Taoist priest Qianhe, although confused, still reached out and took the glutinous rice.

"Uncle Qianhe, I see your hall is turning black!"

Zhao Zheng suddenly spoke. Taoist Simu and Master Yixiu's eyelids jumped. Taoist Qianhe's hand holding the glutinous rice froze.

People who love to laugh lose their smiles. Taoist priest Qianhe looked at this talented person who looked very handsome and spoke very well.

Thinking about Uncle Jiu’s fists when he was a child...he taught him earnestly, Taoist Master Qianhe looked at his watch with a slightly stiff smile...Zhao Zhengdao.

"My nephew is also good at physiognomy, isn't he?"

"It's not proficient, but I think apart from that little thing, Uncle Qianhe, you and those things..." Zhao Zheng felt that it was quite inappropriate to mention the word "death".

He simply stretched out his hand and wiped his neck. Taoist priest Qianhe was stunned by this sight. In addition, Zhao Zheng spoke in a loud voice.

The expressions of the three Ouchi masters and Wu Shilang who had been listening changed, especially when they heard Zhao Zheng talking about small things, closing his mouth, and wiping his neck with gestures, which scared Wu Shilang and took a step back in fear, screaming and shouting.

"Okay, you, I didn't expect you to be traitors and traitors, and you actually tried to murder Brother Seventy-One. Come on, catch them!"

"???"×3+10

I know you like to put hats on women, but why are you so skillful in putting hats on others? The three masters looked at each other and displayed their weapons in unison to protect Brother No. 71.

The expressions of four of the ten Qing soldiers changed. They looked at the four people from the southeast and northwest who hesitated, took a few steps back, distanced themselves, and pulled out their weapons away from the copper-horned golden coffin. The four people from the southeast and northwest looked slightly stunned.

bang...

A gunshot sounded,

Zhao Zheng fired an empty gun, pointed the box gun at the little thing sitting on the sedan, and said with a smile: "To ensure your safety, please throw away the weapons..."

"???"×4+5

and many more,

Isn't that right? ? ?

Are you sure it's for their safety?

The four Taoist Priests Four Eyes and the five Taoist Priests Qianhe felt that the scene in front of them changed too quickly, and they could not recover for a while.

Wu Shilang came back to his senses, and saw him shouting loudly to escort him, quietly picking up Brother No. 71 and walking around behind the sedan to shout.

"Come on!"

"..."×13

Fuck you! ×3

The three great masters looked at each other and cursed in their hearts. They felt that Zhao Zheng did not follow martial ethics and took out his gun whenever he asked.

The ten Qing soldiers looked at each other, especially when they saw Zhao Zheng rushing three meters away from them in the blink of an eye.

I just feel that this matter is 80% misunderstood!

"Your Excellency has good martial arts skills and looks very talented. I think he is also a loyal and patriotic person. I think there should be some mistakes in this matter..."

The master of Gou Nei hesitated and said, until after a gunshot, and after he became a master of Nei, he felt that the misunderstanding was probably gone.

This is obviously a rebel! "superior!"

The inner master shouted loudly, and like a tiger, he suddenly jumped towards Zhao Zheng. The inner masters holding two swords and two axes looked at each other, and started to rush forward one from the left and the other from the right.

"Take me and use the golden light illusion to steal the mind!"

Zhao Zheng suddenly spoke, and Taoist Priest Simu's expression changed drastically: "Don't look at Zhao Zheng!" After saying that, he suddenly closed his eyes.

Master Yixiu and others were stunned, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Zheng. Then they saw a sudden burst of dazzling golden light, which dazzled their eyes for a moment and made them feel sick.

I only heard three ouch, a scream, and another "let me go" sound. After everyone's sight returned, the scene changed.

I saw Prime Minister Zhao Zheng pointing a box gun at Brother Seventy-One’s head and saying with a smile: "For your safety..."

"Please put down your weapons!"

"..."×14

After ten minutes,

Inside the hut,

The two Taoist priests with four eyes looked at the bronze-horned golden coffin that was brought in, and then looked at the seventy-one elder brother who was tied up and thrown next to the bronze-horned golden coffin.

Looking at Wu Shilang and others who were tied up and stuffed with rags at the door, their expressions were strange and complicated.

After Jia Le secretly nibbled a copper-horned gold coffin to confirm that there was real gold, he looked at Taoist Priest Simu and murmured with determination: "Master, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will work hard to make money and buy an identical pair to honor you, the old man!"

The voice was not loud, but Master Yixiu could not help but laugh, and Taoist Priest Simu's face darkened.

"Knorr!"

"Ah... Whoops..."

Not mentioning Jia Le being beaten, only mentioning Jingjing. At this time, she began to understand why Master Yixiu asked him to stop messing with Zhao Zheng.

Do not,

It’s better not to mess with it!

outside the door,

Taoist priest Qianhe turned his head away from the disbelieving eyes of Wu Shilang and others, and did not look at the strange eyes of the four people in the southeast and northwest. He looked at Zhao Zheng with a strange and complicated expression.

"Is that what happened?"

"Yup!"

"Then explain it carefully!"

"Didn't I explain? I told you twice to please put down your weapons for their safety!" Zhao Zheng said with a frown.

In general,

He only said this once!

"..."

What do you call an explanation?

Taoist Master Qianhe had a complicated expression. If he hadn't seen him fighting... and had a good relationship with Uncle Jiu, he would have insisted on letting Zhao Zheng know what a master uncle was.

"Besides, I explained it to you, uncle, in front of them, and they listened, but did they believe it?"

Zhao Zheng ignored the angry looks of Wu Shilang and others who wanted to kill him, and said in a calm tone, if Wu Shilang and others didn't believe it, it would be impossible, but these people were all blinded by anger. ,

Of course, it can also be said that because Wu Shilang and others are about to die, their fortunes are so low that they will only choose the most harmful thing to themselves, just like the characters in a horror movie.

"This... alas..."

Seeing the reactions of Wu Shilang and others, Taoist Master Qianhe sighed and looked at Zhao Zheng with a frown: "You shouldn't be so reckless!"

"The situation is urgent. I can't just watch Uncle Qianhe and you and the four senior brothers die, right?" Zhao Zheng asked back,

As for following the plot and following the hammer, he only chose what was most beneficial to him. For example, if he tied up Wu Shilang to prevent them from leaving, he didn't believe that the thunder could chase the copper-horned golden coffin and smash it!

The words fell,

bang...

(End of this chapter)