dandy city lord

Chapter 105: The Remnants of the Yan Family!

Captain, the generals chatted enthusiastically, their brains were wide open, and they began to compare all kinds of methods. Some people even said that they just put some poison and killed the disciples of the Dao family in a city...

Yang Hu's face darkened when he heard the last word.

I'm developing your intelligence, not that your brains have no limit. Is such a big, small city still worth a fortune?

Yang Hu roared: "You guys are enough! What nonsense are you talking about? Talking about siege, what are you talking about?"

Those bastards fell silent for a moment.

Yang Hu waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense. Bai Ling obeys orders."

"Yes! City Lord." Bai Ling stood up and responded.

Yang Hu ordered: "You take the monkeys, Liu Wu Liu Liu, and wander around the Rock Fortress. I will find a way to spread the news. Be careful with your actions, and don't attract the attention of the defenders."

"Yes!"

Yang Hu glanced at the crowd: "The bald head and Luo Jun will lead people behind you to support them."

"Yes!"

Yang Hu looked at the blind man: "I'm leaving, and everything else will be directed by the deputy city lord."

"What am I commanding? I'm commanding." Fatty Luo yelled, "I don't know how to fight. You even took Chen Chen away from me."

Yang Hu glared at him: "You are stupid! Luo Cheng, the blind man, Bai Ling and the others are still there? Don't know how to ask if you don't understand!"

The blind man coughed dryly: "My lord, I'm afraid it's not right for you to go in alone?"

Yang Hu shook his head and glanced disdainfully at the captain present. The general said, "You guys are too weak. If you go, you will drag me back. It's more convenient for me to be alone."

Everyone's black face.

Yang Hu's eyes flashed: "I have already inquired about it just now, so I pretended to be a relative of the boy's family and went in. His aunt's son went out in the early years and never returned to Luanshibao. No one knows who has come back now."

He looked at Fatty Luo first: "There are rocks and tidal flats everywhere outside Luanshibao. After you meet Da Luo and Qing Kui, find a place to hide and wait for my news."

Fatty Luo knew that he wanted to be a hero again, so he curled his lips: "Anyway, you direct, do whatever you want. Just don't play yourself to death."

Yang Hu patted his chest arrogantly: "Who is brother, just wait and see!"

……

That afternoon
The guards of the four Dao family in front of the gate of Luanshi Fort were staring at Yang Hu.

This guy made the four Daoist disciples a little bit stunned.

Not to mention that this guy was tall and burly, with mottled marks of knives and axes on his soldier armor, it could be seen how many battles he had participated in, and the long knife hanging casually on his waist seemed to be as light as nothing.

But abruptly pulled his belt obliquely to the left.

The four Dao disciples could tell that it was the Baizhan Dao used by soldiers to charge into battle.

This kind of knife is famous in various cities for its heavy sharpness.

It weighs 46 jins and is two and a half feet long. The blade is like a thick iron bar. There is no point but a sharp cut, which can be punched and bumped on the battlefield.

In battle, a brave soldier can cut off a hundred heads of the enemy with it, and the blade will not curl his mouth.

Those who can wield this thing are all brave men in the army.

Such a soldier is majestic wherever he goes.

A Dao family disciple asked Yang Hu: "Soldier, why are you here at Luanshibao?"

"Go home." Yang Hu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I went out when I was a teenager, now it's time to come back and rest."

The soldier glanced at the leather armor Yang Hu was wearing, and deliberately cut off the mark of the city he belonged to with a knife on his chest, which meant that he was a free man.

The soldier asked him: "It seems that you have retired from the army. Is your home in Luanshibao?"

"Of course, otherwise, why am I here." Yang Hu glanced at him and said with a smile, "I went out when I was 14, and I just came back now. It's been many years!"

When Yang Hu said this, he used Shelley's Stone Fort accent from his soldiers.

The dialect here in Stone Fort is weird, the words are like rolling their tongues, and the accent of pronunciation is fast and awkward, and few outsiders can understand their accent.

This also dispelled the wariness of several Dao family disciples.

The soldier waved to Yang Hu: "Remember to leave the knife at home after you go in, otherwise you will be beheaded if you are met by the city guard."

This kid can be regarded as the kind of person who worships heroes, and he maintains a certain amount of respect for Yang Hu, who exudes the air of a veteran all over his body.

Xiaobingbing is also a human being and has his own ideas.

Yang Hu smiled at him, remembered the name that popped up in the city system, and strode into the city gate.

into the city

Yang Hu walked quickly and hesitantly, as if a wanderer was in fear of returning home... The disciples of the Dao family who had been staring at him turned back.

Yang Hu skillfully turned into a path covered with bluestone slabs, disappeared, and walked a few steps to see no one in the alley. Wall, the figure flashed and disappeared into the alley.

The city system provided him with the most suitable route forward.

Yang Hu ran along the wall for a while, turned left and right, and came to a dilapidated residential building.

Stand there blankly.

After a while, two Dao family disciples who were running out of breath quietly poked their heads out from the alley not far away, and looked towards Yang Hu.

"What is that kid doing standing there?"

"That's his house. If it's broken like this, there is probably no one at home. Didn't he just say that his house is on the side of Shimenkan. If I said he came home, don't you believe me. Do you believe it now?"

"Don't believe me. A burly soldier, even if he scrapes off the mark of the city he belongs to, but he still carries a knife. Don't forget what the city guard said. If there is any suspicious one, don't let it go."

"Then you are not suspicious now, are you? He just returned home."

"All right, all right, you got me wrong this time, let's go back!"

The two soldiers retreated quietly.

Watching them walk away, Yang Hu slowly walked forward into the dilapidated house.

The house was already badly damaged, and that Xiao Bingbing was right, ever since his aunt's son went out and never came back, and since his aunt died, there was no one here.

Use this identity just to cover up yourself.

Yang Hu pretended to be messing around in the house for a long time, then left the house with a face full of disappointment, and walked along the alley.

After wandering the streets for a long time, he found a tavern and went in.

There were not many people in the tavern, and there were three or five people sitting sparsely.

The shopkeeper was snoring at his desk at the counter.

Yang Hu sat down, only to be greeted by the waiter who was dying: "Guest officer, what do you want? In the shop, only pork head and peanuts can be served with wine."

Yang Hu threw a piece of silver on the table: "Cut two catties of pork head meat, and bring a pot of old wine. If you have rice, also have a bowl."

Seeing the broken silver thrown by Yang Hu on the table, Xiao Er immediately regained his spirits.

He reached out to wipe the table and put away the broken silver, turned around with a smile on his face, and trot away to the back kitchen singing the food and wine ordered by Yang Hu.

Yang Hu glanced at the four or five customers in the shop, then lowered his head.

The Stone Fortress was captured by the Dao family a few days ago. At this time, there were not many people on the street. How dare these people come out to drink?

Hearing a few words from them, Yang Hu laughed from the bottom of his heart: "My luck is really good. These people are the remnants of the Yan family. No wonder this kind of person who is not afraid of death wants to come out to drink."

(End of this chapter)