My lord is a demon again

Chapter 663 Not bad, my husband

Those moves are all kinds of strange, but they are powerful, especially those body punches, which are designed with the fighting skills of various animals as the background. If they integrate their township tricks into modern fighting, it should be very interesting.

In addition to learning a lot in martial arts, Zhao Yun and Si Kong Luo did not forget to secretly lock in a few outstanding candidates, at least their skills are passable, as for their character, whether they can be recruited by the court depends on God's will up.

On the night of the third day after the competition started, Sikong Luo was busy using pen and ink to describe the coups of those gangs.

Zhao Yun looked at it, and said happily, "Not bad, my lord, one or two of the villains you drew are lifelike and lifelike. If the emperor can't continue this job, you can also consider changing careers to sell calligraphy and painting. Yes, so I don’t have to be afraid of being hungry.”

Sikong Luo looked at her boredly, and said: "I said, Sir, have you finished all your work?"

"It's done. I've ordered Xiao Wang to arrange people to infiltrate various gangs immediately and secretly investigate the conduct of those candidates. If there are no problems, I think we have to hurry up and poach people."

Sikong Luo sighed: "Oh, I'm afraid that they will get used to the life in the world, and they will not want to live a happy life. After all, if they serve in the court, their freedom will be greatly reduced."

"What kind of bullshit is it to be free and unrestrained? It's all forced. If you want me to say, it's called free and easy to serve in the court. Now it's not a war-torn era. Our Dawu has just pacified half of the country. Serving in the court is too much life." There are rules."

Sikong Luo said: "No, I think the life of martial arts people is quite good. They occupy a few rows of houses on the top of a hill and recruit many disciples. The environment is also good, the air is fresh, and they are very comfortable."

"Nervous, how many gangs can really do that, besides the big gangs? Like those small gangs, they are either struggling for their livelihood every day, or they are on the way to distress."

Sikong Luo couldn't help laughing, the woman's words were strange, but she felt very reasonable.

A brother in the gang suddenly asked: "The two gang leaders, there are more than ten gangs fighting each other a day. It has been three days now. Tomorrow, it will probably be our turn?"

"Tomorrow? That's right, deputy gang leader. It seems that we are really going to fight this time. I thought it was one representative from one gang to fight, but who knew it would be five."

Sikong Luo said: "So what about five? There are so many brothers in our gang, even if there are fifty, you don't have to appear if you don't want to appear."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "That's true, but I still feel some inexplicable worries in my heart."

After finishing speaking, Zhaoyun immediately said to the brothers in the gang: "Listen well, no matter who is playing tomorrow, you must not be brave. If you win, you will win, if you lose, you will lose, and if you lose, you must admit it. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, helper."

"Well, it's good to know. By the way, has the Duke come here today? Why don't I seem to see him?"

"Master, the Duke seems to have disappeared today, I wonder if he has gone to guard the capital."

Only then did Zhao Yun reassure himself: "He probably found that there was nothing wrong with the martial arts competition, so he went back to the palace to look after the child. That boy is also an infatuated kind. If he didn't see his wife for three days, he would probably get sick. .”

One of the gang members said: "That's not right, boss, it seems that he just appeared just now, and the lord of the country chatted with Xiao Xiao, but I feel that the lord of the country is a little absent-minded, as if he has encountered something troublesome."

(End of this chapter)