The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1553
The young man stood on the street, tall and tall.

She stood sideways, her handsome and coquettish face was reflected in a silhouette under the clear golden sunlight.

Everyone standing at the entrance of the street was stunned, and their eyes were fixed on the boy holding the girl without blinking.

Everyone was shocked and speechless for a moment, a ragged boy who was closest to Yantao murmured.

"Yuan, Marshal..."

When the sound fell, the shocked crowd slowly came to their senses.

"It's really Marshal!"

"I actually saw the marshal?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"My God! Am I dreaming?!"

"..."

All kinds of voices resounded in this messy street, and Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes slowly fell on the team leader who rushed over.

The boy was still holding Di Qing'er, his peach blossom eyes shone brightly, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, showing a faint chill.

The captain's voice trembled slightly: "Yuan, Marshal."

He didn't dare to look directly at Yan Tao, his eyes were a little erratic.

Yan Tao saw his dodge in his eyes, his thin lips carelessly hooked up, and said coldly: "What order from the lord's mansion? Tell me."

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The team leader was a little dazed, he didn't know why Yan Tao asked this, and couldn't keep up with the other party's thinking, so he could only answer honestly after a while: "Return to the Marshal, the superior ordered us to maintain order, and we must not make any mistakes."

"very good."

Young Master Yan's eyes were extremely condensed: "Is this what you call nothing wrong?"

"Why... everything I see is wrong?"

Young Master Yan looked at the captain slowly, his voice was warm but tinged with coldness: "Can you explain to me?"

When the boy spoke, he was still calm and calm, not even changing his tone of voice.

It's just that it made people's hearts chill.

The captain's complexion changed slightly, and he lowered his head slightly to hide the panic in his eyes.

After a few breaths, he bowed down, cupped his fists respectfully at Yan Tao, and answered, "Master Marshal, we have a limited number of people in the lord's mansion, and we can't take care of every place. Brothers are in groups of three. Patrol the streets and change locations from time to time. In this way, every street can be taken care of to the greatest extent, but there are always some places that cannot be taken care of during the patrolling process."

"This area is assigned to us by the superiors. No matter what the reason, if something goes wrong, it is the fault of the subordinates. The subordinates are willing to accept the punishment."

As he spoke, the team leader pressed his right hand on his left chest, and leaned down to Yan Tao again, with a sonorous and forceful tone.

Seeing this, the group of soldiers behind him looked at each other and spoke one after another.

"My lord marshal, we are not gods, nor have we grown superhuman. It is impossible to take care of all the streets. We can't blame the captain for this."

"That's it!"

"We only have such a small number of people in total, and the top is responsible for such a large area. Even if we work hard, there will always be omissions."

"..."

The soldiers defended their captain very much when they spoke.

Yan Rong stood next to Yan Tao, with his back against the wall, his sharp eyes were like a falcon, and he shot at the group of noisy soldiers.

He sneered aloud: "Is there any reason for not doing my job well?"

"Looking at you like this, it's quite reasonable that you can't complete the task!"

(End of this chapter)