dandy city lord

Chapter 5 The first step in training bandits!
It has to be said that the owner of this body had indeed received extremely good training when he was a child. Yang Hu used his mind to drive the power of the dragon elephant, pouring into the meridians and dantian, and spreading to the whole body, almost without any hindrance.

The power of the dragon and elephant filling Yang Hu's whole body, following the mantra in his heart, tempered his internal organs, muscles, bones, skin and flesh little by little. With Yang Hu's vision, he saw another scene full of vitality.

The muscles, tendons, and internal organs in his body are changing according to the mantra of the power of the dragon and elephant, and a stream of air that Yang Hu can feel is constantly kneading his whole body, as if his whole body is on fire.

But in the body, at this moment, it seems that an invisible sapling appears, absorbing all the heat into the tender branches and trunks, unfolding vigorous vitality and blooming new shoots.

Feeling that the sapling in his body began to grow, Yang Hu smiled. Although the sapling in his body was still very young, he knew that from now on, he had already stepped into the gate of the first floor of the power of the dragon and elephant.

"I'm going to show my arrogance soon." Yang Hu chuckled, and when he got up, he realized that he was naked. He shivered, picked up his armor and ran back to the room.

After spending one night in a pile of broken furniture, Yang Hu, who walked out of the room the next day, became lively and domineering again.

The wife of the city lord, who was tied up by him in the front yard, experienced a night of frost. Although relying on the strength of the fourth level, she did not show much weakness, but there were still a few strands of hair hanging down from her smooth forehead, looking a bit bleak.

Yang Hu sneered, and stepped out of the yard in a hurry. Immediately, two soldiers carried two thick piles of wisps and brought them to him.

Flipping through a few records casually, Yang Hu snorted coldly: "They are all a bunch of bastards. Go sue them and escort them out for me. I want to get all my things back."

The two soldiers put the records in their hands on the desk and hurriedly went to inform their colleagues.

After a while, 49 servants of the mansion were escorted out by the soldiers trembling all over, some of them still had obvious signs of torture.

Yang Huxie smiled at the servants, and stood up: "Your good times are coming to an end. Take their families and copy them for me. Take back all their things. Let me look at the past few years, How many things have they hacked on me?"

Yang Hu's move was ruthless, some of these servants just took some things from his mansion home, and now they want to pay him a home!
The soldiers who received the order from the city lord rushed the servants out of the city lord's mansion like wolves and tigers to carry out the order to pay the money. Hundreds of people left in an instant.

Yang Hu watched the soldiers walk out the door, turned around and sat down again, picked up the confessions, and looked through them carefully.

It was almost noon, Yang Hu, who had been standing up straight, put down the last confession, stretched his waist, and there was a grunt in his stomach, and then he remembered that all the servants in the mansion were arrested by him. Who still cooks!

Suddenly, the groom Han Er's voice came in his ears, and Yang Hu turned his head to look.

Han Er, the only groom in the mansion who was not involved in theft and corruption, was squatting in front of the wife of the city lord who was tied to the stone pillar, holding two steamed buns with a silk scarf in his hand, persuading Murong Yu to eat something.

Murong Yu, who was tied to the stone pillar, looked at the gate of the city lord's mansion expressionlessly, his gaze was unfocused, and he turned a blind eye to groom Han Er's voice of persuasion.

Yang Hu smiled coldly, and shouted at Han Er: "Han Er, come here."

Hearing the voice of the city lord, the foolish Han Er looked back at Yang Hu, got up and walked over slowly.

Looking at the lightness of Han Er's footsteps, Yang Hu narrowed his eyes.

Which groom walks on tiptoe and lands silently?Yang Hu, who was born as the king of killers, saw how he walked, how could he know what Han Er was doing?
The groom Han Er was Murong Yu who followed Murong Yu all the way from Murong's house with his maid Qian'er when he married Linzhou City Mansion, because Yang Hu, a dude, and Murong Yu, a talented woman, this seemingly absurd marriage is related to the interests of the two families .

There are more or less eyeliners around the two of them, which is easy to understand, but the Yang family's eyeliner is falling half-dead on the stone pillar, while the Murong family's eyeliner is alive and well.

In addition, the parents of the two families did not pay too much attention to them. They just gave what should be given, and did what should be done. Lincheng prefecture.

But the idiot city lord before didn't realize that this idiot is still a master!

Yang Hu raised his brows, stretched out his hand to Han Eryi who was walking in front of him, and asked him to sit down, but he laughed strangely: "I really didn't expect that in my small city lord's mansion, there is actually a You are such a master."

Yang Hu had already seen through it, Han Er didn't pretend, sat down calmly, and suddenly said to Yang Hu: "You shouldn't treat Da... Madam like this."

Leaning back, Yang Hu burst out laughing with an evil smile on his face. His presumptuous laughter made Murong Yu, who was dazed over there, also turn his head to look.

After laughing, Yang Hu leaned over the desk and looked at Han Er who was unmoved: "I think you know very well what your eldest lady did to me. You don't know what my mansion has become. Saw."

Yang Huxie smiled and waved to Han Er: "Don't be cautious. If I wanted to kill her, I would have killed her yesterday. You should understand the principle that you must first settle down with the outside world. I don't have much time to accompany you." Your young lady plays this backyard fire game."

His face changed very quickly, and immediately became ruthless again, his eyes were like wolves and tigers, staring at Han Er: "I have too many things to do."

As he spoke, he pushed a blank piece of paper in his hand to Han Er: "Put down the steel needle in your fingertips, and write! Just write me that Yang Hu is crazy. Report a letter to your old lady, I believe your family That third young master will be very interested, I'm crazy."

Han Er looked at the ruthlessness on Yang Hu's face, even though he had faced an enemy several times stronger than Yang Hu, he had never been afraid. At this moment, he felt a little bit of chill in his heart: Let yourself write to the third young master to come and talk to Da Miss meeting, this useless city lord is going to kill everyone!

Moving his hands on his knees to the desk, Han Er opened his slender palms that didn't look like a groom, and four two-inch long steel needles landed crisply on the table and rolled a few times.

He bowed his head and said to Yang Hu in a deep voice: "I won't write. Madam has never been sorry for you. I have read that letter, and it is just some greetings from the third young master to Madam, although the words are a bit frivolous. Madam is very happy after reading it. Angry, I returned the letter."

Yang Hu fiddled with the steel needles on the table with his fingers, and smiled evilly. Instead of answering Han Er's topic, he talked about another topic: "Two inches, an entry-level method, the longer the steel needle, the harder it is to hide , the most important thing after assassinating the enemy is to leave no trace. You are not good at kung fu! You should be your dead soldier! Assassination is not suitable for you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and wiped it across the desk. After the palm passed, the steel needles on the table disappeared. Han'er's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly.

Yang Hu smiled evilly, opened his five fingers to him, and there was nothing on it...

He turned his palm over to Han Er.

The four two-inch long steel needles were tightly attached to the back of his hand, Yang Hu turned his palm over again, as if the steel needles were attracted by a magnet, they rolled up on the back of his hand strangely and landed in the palm.

Yang Hu casually threw the steel needle back on the table: "If you say no, then there is no. I believe what you said."

He waved his hand to Han Er, and said with a lazy smile: "Go and untie her! I'm afraid your eldest lady has never suffered such a hardship. Jie Jie!"

Hearing the strange laughter of the city lord, Han Er felt chills in his heart and didn't dare to say more, walked quickly to Murong Yu's side, and untied the belt that bound her.

Murong Yu, the wife of the city lord, was let go, but stood there staring at Yang Hu without moving.

Her charming face was covered by a sheet of frost, if the anger in Murong Yu's eyes could burn Yang Hu, I am afraid that Yang Hu would turn into a pile of ashes in no time: "You don't believe what I say, but you believe these few words that groom Han Er said ?”

Yang Hu looked at the angry Murong Yu coldly, pointed at the Han Erxie behind her and smiled evilly: "Are you the same kind of person as him? I would rather believe that kind of person than you. He is The kind of person who won't show off your Murong family's name and show off. He will only stand behind you bullying trash, silently pay for you, and protect you until the end of his life. You really don't deserve it."

"You're just rubbish, moths. Bah!" Yang Hu looked at Murong Yu with disdain, and spat heavily on the ground.

Murong Yu's face suddenly became extremely pale, and the knuckles of his slender hands under the long sleeves turned white.

Han Er's master, the elder who is always smiling and bent over, who has lived and died for the Murong family all his life, just to protect himself from the enemy's sword, but I am not a garbage moth!

He died because of himself!

Murong Yu trembled all over, the cold aura he had gathered just now dissipated, and he walked into the back hall with his head down and a little lost.

Watching Murong Yu walk into the hall with cold eyes, the sneer on the corner of Yang Hu's mouth never dissipated, it seems that his few words hit her badly, this is the first time Murong Yu's expression is so ugly.

With a flash in his eyes, Yang Hu turned his head and waved to Han Er, motioning for him to step back, he could already hear the noise outside the mansion.

The soldiers are back!

Sure enough, when Han Er's figure had just disappeared into the corridor next to him, hundreds of bandits were escorting the servants who had been frightened half to death, covered with pots, pans and pans, and pouring vegetables, ducks, chickens and pigs into the city hall. The gate of the mansion.

They carried out Yang Hu's order very thoroughly, and really moved all the valuable things of those servants back.

Dozens of people threw their belongings on the ground with ping-pong-pong, and a small mountain suddenly appeared in the center of the courtyard in the city lord's mansion.

A few bold soldiers pushed each other, pushing Qing Kui, the striker commander, out.

Qing Kui, with a silly smile on his face, coughed dryly to embolden himself, walked up to Yang Hu with a salivating smile, and saluted: "My lord, the brothers have brought back the things that the servants hacked away. Their whole house has been emptied, can you see?"

Looking at the messy things in front of him, an evil thought appeared in Yang Hu's mind, and a picture of burning, killing and looting also appeared in front of his eyes.

He laughed evilly: "You guys still have the potential to be bandits, so let this be your first battle!"

(End of this chapter)