dandy city lord

Chapter 4 Despicable Iron Wrists!
The power of generals!

The powerful symbol of the Santo!
In every city, starting from becoming the first-level bronze-level city lord, they will get a set of the most basic bronze exercises for practice to protect their own city.

And the name of this set of bronze-level basic skills is, the power of generals!
The general's power is divided into ten levels, one level is one level, Yang Hu's cultivation is only the first level, and his wife of the city lord has already cultivated to the fourth level, so Murong Yu was so surprised by Yang Hu's quick killing of Qian'er , I was stunned on the spot.

While Murong Yu was in a daze, Yang Hu put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, shook the belt in his hands, tied his wife, and pulled her hard towards a stone pillar that was scorched by the sun in the yard, and took the absent-minded city lord Madam was tied there, exposed to the scorching sun.

After finishing all this, Yang Hu had an evil smile on his face again, and said to Murong Yu: "The Murong family scares me so much! So, I have to take precautions as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he looked back at Qian'er's body on the ground, and Jie Jie laughed strangely: "I'm so scared!"

Murong Yu, who woke up from the trance, struggled a few times, trying to break free from the shackles on his body, when he heard Yang Hu's warning in front of him.

"As long as you dare to break my belt, I'll write a book and invite your cousin to come over. After I capture him, I will strip you naked and tie you up together, and send you back to Murong's house."

Murong Yu couldn't help shivering when he saw the evil smile on Yang Hu's face and the coldness in his eyes.

This trash is really different!How dare he be so presumptuous in front of himself before?Moreover, these obscene and despicable moves of his were completely powerless for him to resist.

I was ordered by the family's ancestors to marry him as an exchange of benefits, just because the Murong family's ever-expanding city interests tied them together with the Iron City Yang family.

If he and his cousin were stripped naked by him and sent back...the innocence of himself and his cousin would be ruined once, Murong Yu couldn't imagine how those uncles in the family would deal with them.

In the hearts of those people, there is only interest!

Thinking of this, the strength of her struggle became lighter, and the panic in her heart also calmed down. She looked at Yang Hu coldly: "I said you don't insult me. Ever since I married you, although I was unwilling, I never did it. I'm sorry about your Yang family, about your Yang Hu matter. But think about it carefully, are you sorry for me, Murong Yu?"

Yang Hu smiled evilly, and laughed loudly: "A man, what is it to have three wives and four concubines? If you marry into my Yang family, you will rely on the power of your Murong family to ignore the affairs of this family. Know how to seek your own peace. See if this still looks like a home?"

Amidst the loud laughter, Yang Hu pointed his arm towards the courtyard: "The house is damaged and no one repairs it, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the servants are arrogant and rude. Are you not responsible? What use do I have for a woman like you?"

A group of servants from the manor next to him watched the city lord go crazy, and they did not dare to look up. When they heard the city lord's words, they all began to tremble.

Yang Hu, who had a wicked smile on his face, looked at the trembling Murong Yu and stopped talking. He had understood what Murong Yu was saying just now, loosened the belt in his hand, and let the ruler-long belt fall to the ground. Hu turned around and walked to the stone chair and sat down again.

On the desk, there were still a few pieces of paper, which recorded the things that Yang Baogui and the accountant in the mansion had explained. He looked at it carefully, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The former city lord was really incompetent to the extreme. Not to mention that he was controlled by Yang Baogui with the money in his hands, that incompetent person didn't dare to reach out to Yang Baogui, and turned his attention to the residents of the city.

It's a pity that even the little income collected from the city every year was embezzled by these two people.

Why is such a person still alive!It's better to be dead.

Folding the paper in his hand and putting it in his arms, Yang Hu waved to the soldier who was still beating Yang Baogui: "Go to the barracks, send me a hundred brothers, and interrogate these people for me. Starting today , the city lord’s mansion must be guarded by soldiers.”

Seeing the surprised soldier walk out the door, Yang Hu turned his head to look at the people in front of him, snorted coldly, and sat there in a daze.

In fact, he was looking at his own body.

The so-called power of a military commander can't be felt in this dude's body. Although Yang Hu can tell that this body has undergone some polishing in the early days, it's a pity that this polishing has not persisted.

However, this also shocked Yang Hu. Even if this body relied on early training and squandered these years, the quality and function of the body are still far beyond when he was the king of killers at his peak.

Is the power of a general so powerful?
The thoughts in his mind turned around, and he stood up and ordered a few words to the remaining three soldiers: "You guys, watch out for these people. When the people from the camp come, they will start to interrogate everyone. As long as there is any doubt , use torture. I just want the result."

As he spoke, he walked past Han Li's servants and walked towards the backyard where he lived. Yang Hu wanted to find the book The Power of Generals.

Yang Hu, who returned to his own residence, turned the whole room upside down, but still couldn't find it, but he found out some erotic books and dolls that the dude had hidden under the bed.

Memory... If he could find it by flipping through his memory, he wouldn't have to spend so much effort. That dude didn't take this book to heart at all. What would he have in his memory?
The annoyed city lord stood in the room and looked around, where the power of generals could still be hidden.

A desk by the window, a few comfortable chairs, a big bed covered with brocade quilts, a few boxes full of clothes, and a decorative sword and a shield on the wall.

Yang Hu's eyes flicked across the objects one by one, and his eyes suddenly fell on the desk, which was piled on the black objects under the legs of the desk.

Lifting the desk and taking it out, Yang Hu smiled, the dirty book in his hand was what he was looking for, and that dude actually used it to pad the desk, what a prodigal.

Yang Hu jumped onto the desk and sat on it, and opened the first page.

The veins on his forehead suddenly popped up. On the first page of the dirty book, Yang Hu yelled in large characters: "I want to practice magical skills...Nima!"

Yang Hu, who almost tore the book apart, took a deep breath to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and continued to read.

If you want to practice magical skills, your body must first be as iron as steel!Breathing out the power of the dragon elephant, filling the limbs and bones, moving the universe with martial arts!

Facing the enemy bravely with one force!

With the prestige of two forces, bravely fight against powerful enemies!

With the power of the three forces, break and then stand!
With the power of the four powers, refining the sword is frightening!

With the power of five powers, hold a shield and strike critically!

With the might of the six powers, he is like a dragon!

With the power of the seven powers, probe the head from thousands of miles away!

With the power of the eight powers, it is like an illusion!

With the power of nine powers, rule the world!

With the power of ten powers, break through the embarrassment!

Below is a section of densely packed small characters, which writes the entry formula of the power of the general dragon and elephant.

Yang Hu's mind trembled with the words that came into his eyes. At the end of his out-of-focus vision, a burly general wearing bronze armor and holding a sword and shield was waving the shield and sword in his hand, repeating Practicing three moves.

That burly figure, like a swimming dragon, stabbed repeatedly, where the ground landed under his feet, the earth and rocks were cracked, the sword glow was like a frightened bird, and the huge shield slapped like a huge wave hitting a rock.

Silently surrounded by the flashing figure of the general in front of him, Yang Hu, like a doll pulled by an invisible thread, jumped off the desk and grabbed the decorative sword and shield on the wall, and followed the general in front of him in the room, one move at a time Drill it up.

Assassinate horizontally!

Slash the air!
Shield attack!
Until it was dark, the soldiers who had controlled the entire city lord's mansion did not dare to come to disturb the city lord who locked himself in the room, but outside Yang Hu's room, twenty soldiers stood around, waiting Outside the room where the sound of sword and shield never stops.

In Yang Hu's eyes, there was a breathtaking light, and he was panting heavily between his mouth and nose, and the seams of the heavy armor on his body kept pouring out sweat like rain, which had already wet the ground. The furniture in the house is also being made, and the pieces are scattered everywhere.

He was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore, but he was screaming four words in his heart: the power of dragon and elephant!

Taking a few deep breaths, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yang Hu dragged his pace, pushed open the door and walked out.

As soon as he looked up, he saw two expressionless army soldiers standing at the door holding knives. Yang Hu asked wearily, "Have you finished what you were asked to do?"

The soldiers nodded: "The 52 servants are all involved in the affairs of the mansion. The brothers are still interrogating, only the groom Han Er is not involved in anything. Master Qingkui asked us to protect the city lord here."

Yang Hu's eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth to curse: "Protect the fart, this is at my house, get out of here and go to the interrogation. You still want to take me if you eat and drink from me? How can such a cheap thing happen?" I want them to spit out everything they eat and drink."

Yang Hu scolded him for some good intentions, and the two soldiers waved to their brothers with mournful faces, and ran out of the yard in a hurry.

"A group of ****!" Cursing in a low voice, Yang Hu twitched his eyes, dragged his tired body to the well in the yard, took off his armor, took off his sticky clothes, and stood naked. Wash the dirt off your body at the well.

Washing off the dirt on his body with cold well water, recalling the touch in his heart just now when he saw the soldiers standing outside the door guarding him, Yang Hu recalled the story of when he was the king of killers.

He suddenly let out a long sigh: "How many years! I feel that I have already forgotten this feeling."

Yang Hu is an extremely self-centered person. His many years of killer career have allowed him to see through the world.

Friendship, love, family affection, kindness, benevolence... all died with the wind on the first day he became a killer!Since then, Yang Hu has abandoned everything, only to work hard to stand on the top of the world.

From the day he knew that he came to this world, from the day he accepted his new identity, Yang Hu made up his mind that he would never make the mistakes he made before. Break it open with both hands.

Washing away the fatigue all over his body, and once again confirming what he wanted, Yang Hu sat cross-legged by the well on the spot, and began to temper the power of the dragon and elephant in his body according to the formula of the power of generals.

(End of this chapter)