Dart Master

Gather and annihilate them

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm not afraid of King Qin's jokes, I'm a worthless city lord." Zheng Junfeng sighed helplessly.

In fact, when I came here, I could see that although the morale of the army was low and the defenses were loose, there were very few sergeants near the city lord's mansion.

Generally speaking, the military affairs in the city are handled by the city lord alone, but Zheng Junfeng can't control his subordinates, so it is very rare for his subordinates to run amok and ride on his head to shit and piss.

"This person seems to have some background, Mr. Zheng, tell us about it." I asked with a light smile.

Zheng Junfeng sighed, and then he said, "This man's name is Fan Yong, he is Hei Wuchang's nephew. After the black and white Wuchang quarreled, Bai Wuchang lost his power and was transferred to the northern capital as the city lord, but Hei Wuchang took refuge in the evil spirit. Wang, the wind is booming, it is said that he became a high-ranking official in the city of Nanwangdu, and his nephew is even more domineering and arrogant in the city, it is simply too hateful."

"You think, compared to Hei Wuchang, how old am I, so I can only endure this guy's birdishness and let him run amok in the city." Zheng Junfeng said.

I touched the bridge of my nose and thought about it carefully. It seems that if you want to take down Yicheng completely, you have to get rid of Fan Yong.

Fan Yong is a man of black impermanence, so I naturally don't need to show mercy to him, the best way is to kill him.

"If there is no Fan Yong in the city, can you rule the military power?" I asked.

Zheng Junfeng shook his head and said: "Most of the people in the army are Fan Yong's people. There are at least a dozen generals. If they don't get rid of them, I'm afraid that even without Fan Yong, I won't be able to sit in Yicheng. Can't live with the army."

"Very good, then if Fan Yong and his sergeants are all dealt with at the same time, can you restrain the army?" I asked again.

Zheng Junfeng thought for a while and said: "If there is no leader among the dragons, then naturally I will be respected, you can try."

What he said was that he could try, which showed that this man was indeed a pustule, and he was just trying to deal with a small general and wipe out all his followers.

"Hey, who are Xie Wang's subordinates?" I couldn't help feeling deeply worried for Mr. Xie Wang.

"Well, I'll give you a plan." I leaned into Zheng Junfeng's ear and quickly told him a method.

Zheng Junfeng looked at me in surprise, "King Qin, I know you are very capable, but can you deal with a dozen people alone?"

I frowned, and asked back: "Master Zheng, please tell me the truth, how did you get this city lord?"

Zheng Junfeng was a little dizzy from my question, thought for a while, and then said: "To be honest, I, the city lord, got it by donating money to the officials of the dead city. Of course, during the battle, I I also made a little contribution, so I got the city lord."

I knew that most of this coward was not like Guo Biao who relied on real knives and guns to achieve his status. It seems that the evil king is not completely stupid. This kind of poor city that no one wants makes Zheng Junfeng such a mediocre If people are guarding, you can still make a fortune, so why not do it?

Zheng Junfeng felt a little terrified by my sneer, and immediately smiled awkwardly and said: "King Qin, you and Feng Lai are taking a rest in the city, and I will arrange it right away."

The next day, Zheng Junfeng held a big banquet in the city at his own expense, and entertained a group of lieutenant soldiers headed by Fan Yong.

Although these people are big and rough, they also know that supplies such as food and grass usually have to go through Zheng Junfeng's hands, but they dare not refuse to give them to Zheng Junfeng, but now that the city lord invites them so readily, they don't want to eat for nothing. The relationship needs to be broken.

So Fan Yong and others all came to the banquet, of course, each of them was still arrogant and domineering.

These people quickly sat down in the hall, "City Master Zheng, what is your intention of inviting me and all the brothers here today?"

After drinking for three rounds, Fan Yong pulled a dancer in his arms and raised his head to ask Zheng Junfeng in displeasure, as if scolding his younger brother, full of contempt.

"General Fan, you also know that I am just a small city lord. It is thanks to the general's blessing that I can safely sit on the seat of the city lord. I called all the generals to come here today. One is to thank the general for taking care of me..." Zheng Junfeng Although he didn't have much guts, he still had the ability to be both right and wrong. Speaking of this, he stood up and toasted Fan Yong and others.

Fan Yong smiled slightly, snorted coldly, raised his glass without even getting up, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"City Lord Zheng, you are still very sensible. Without my general, you, the city lord, might not be able to sit still. Who doesn't know that my general is Lord Hei Wuchang's nephew, and he is here to serve as your general. You must always think about the important matters of livelihood in the city, if you don’t mind the city lord, I’m afraid it’s okay to go.”

Immediately there was a booing from the lieutenant below.

"What the generals said is that someone will bring the things up." Zheng Junfeng clapped his hands.

A soldier and I lifted a box of gold up, opened the lid, and a box of bright gold stung everyone's eyes.

Of course, all the gold in the box can’t worth a million-tael bill, but the visual impact that Wu Jin brings to people is extremely huge. People like Fan Yong are not good birds at all. Jin Zi couldn't even take his eyes off. They came here today because they wanted to use this opportunity to blackmail.

"Master Zheng is straightforward, he is a sensible person, I like you a little bit." Fan Yong pointed at Zheng Junfeng and smiled proudly.

"Come on, what's the second thing?" Fan Yong asked with a smile.

Zheng Junfeng smiled with some embarrassment and said: "Come here, close the door tightly, so that no one else can hear this."

Fan Yong was stunned for a moment, then thought that Zheng Junfeng was discussing other things and didn't take it to heart, and immediately smiled and said, "You can just speak up if you have something to say, why are you still so secretive."

Zheng Junfeng was not in a hurry, he said with a smile: "Generals, let's collect all the gold first, I will feel at ease after you have taken the money."

All the generals said that Zheng Junfeng was a cheerful person, and they divided up the gold one after another. After the gold was divided, Fan Yong said: "Now we can talk about it."

Zheng Junfeng sat down and said with a calm smile: "General Fan, the gold today is your last money for traveling."

"Travel money, what do you mean, curse me to death?" Fan Yong slapped the table and shouted.

"You're right, someone wants your heads, and you will surely die today." Zheng Junfeng laughed out loud.

"I think you're getting impatient." Fan Yong thought Zheng Junfeng was crazy, so he yelled angrily.

"He's right, you're sure to die today." I approached with my hands folded, and sneered.

"Who are you, dare to challenge this general." Fan Yong said angrily, and pulled out the saber from his waist. All the generals in the room pulled out their weapons for a while.

I touched the bridge of my nose, and calmly walked up to Fan Yong, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Qin Wushang, I believe you all have heard my name."

"Qin Wushang!" Everyone was shocked.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming." Fan Yong immediately reacted and shouted for the guards. He knew how scary I was, but what he didn't expect was that I would be so courageous to break into the guards alone. Not only did he enter Yicheng, but he dared to show himself here.

"Don't shout, the City Lord's Mansion has already been closed, even if you shout loudly, no one will hear you." I smiled and said.

"Qin Wushang, you really think I'm afraid of you later, brothers, chop up this bird." Fan Yong shouted loudly, and the generals drew out their sabers and greeted me.

But they obviously thought too simple. With a flick of my wrist, the white whirlwind in the palm of my hand danced continuously, and the strong vitality formed a huge pulling force, which made everyone stand unsteadily and squeezed together.

"Heavenly Psychic Ability!" I shouted angrily, my strength went from pushing to sucking, and Fan Yong and others couldn't stand still, and I pulled them over.

I put one hand on Fan Yong's head, and all the soldiers under him were attracted by me.

The supernatural powers of the sky and the underworld formed a circle of light, sucking their yin energy into the vortex in my palm continuously.

(End of this chapter)