I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

"The people in yellow clothes over there are the Yellow Pao Army, the people at the terminal gathering place. The leader, Yin, said he was a descendant of the dynasty, who knows the truth!"

"The red headband on the westernmost side is the Red Turban Army, the leader of Qi Hongqi. As for the others, they are all stragglers, I don't know!"

Yang Hao was very fortunate that he caught a person familiar with the news, and he knew the surrounding situation like the back of his hand.

Unimaginable is the green headscarf, each with a green top.

"If you want to live a good life, you have to have a little green on your head, and you mean Tall Dasheng, right? Hahaha..."

Liu Wei teased wantonly, holding the black scythe in his hand, and strode away.

"Oh, my mother, and the relatives of the royal family, they are all in the end of the world, wouldn't they want to restore the feudal dynasty?"

Zhang Yang took out a broad sword, carried it on his shoulders, and shouted loudly.

"Che, you have all chosen. I said with a red rope on your head, are you the rebels of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?"

The last Li Sihu walked over with a big gun twice as long as himself.

Chapter 168 Arrogant and Domineering

Yang Hao pouted, according to the regulations, they were the ones to provoke.

Anyway, the strength is strong, clear the field directly.

If you are not strong, then let's go together and clear the field!

The people you meet along the way are all enemies and you can't stay!

Who knows what they'll do, as long as it's out of sight, there's no potential threat.

Three people went up, Yang Hao led the remaining twelve people, and continued to move forward, as if he didn't see more than a hundred people in front.

Dalala's appearance is like a big brother in society going out, rampant and fearless.

However, he is him, and other people must not be used to it.

What's more, there are people who walk over to provoke, how can they bear it!

"Grass mud horse, which son of a bitch you didn't catch, you fell out of the son of a bitch! You even scolded me with a green head!"

In the green hooded crowd, a man of five big and three thick, when he heard Liu Wei's words, jumped out instantly and pointed at his face and cursed.

"You don't want to live, right? We escaped the mouths of zombies because we wore green headscarves. You know the shit!"

"This is the color of happiness, you know what, it is the symbol of our happy village!"

"Grass mud horse, dare to scold people, get on together, and abolish him!"

For Liu Wei, the green hoods on the scene were all blown up, and they raised their weapons and prepared to start.

Seeing a group of people rushing up, Liu Wei was not afraid at all, but stopped the black scythe, stepped forward, and said loudly:

"Look, you are not green, how can you be so angry? Are you green with each other? Come, come, let me see if your happiness is really happy!"

He ignored the dark muzzle and the sharp long knife, moving forward without fear.

"Call me!"

Gao Dasheng saw that he was very arrogant, and immediately ordered an attack, letting out a bad breath in his heart.

"Crack, clap..."

At least ten people pulled the bolt in unison, ready to attack Liu Wei.

It's just that before their bullets were fired, they saw a cyan figure and slammed into the crowd.

"Crack, clap, clap..."

The black sickle was swung, and a strong wind flashed, and the various firearms in their hands were instantly cut off and turned into pieces.

Even many people's fingers were cut off, and screams sounded in an instant.

On the other side, Zhang Yang walked in front of a group of big men dressed in yellow fir, which had already attracted countless cold gazes.

"Brother, be careful what you say. In the current world, who dares to be emperor? Our leader is really a descendant of the royal family!"

Some people were dissatisfied with the publicity's remarks and immediately put forward a rebuttal.

"The descendants of the royal family, then I don't care, I like this place. Either you get out, or I hit you and get out!"

Zhang Yang looked at each of them with gloomy expressions, and didn't seem to hear that he was here to provoke, so he explained it directly.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people wearing yellow robes looked completely dark.

A young man with a silver hook nose and long and narrow eyes stared at him coldly and said:

"Brother, are you going too far, Yucuiya is so big, you can't stand there, you're trying to find fault!"

His hand has been placed on the Daguan knife beside him, ready to start.

The companions around, all raised their firearms, took up weapons, and made full preparations to kill him!

"Hahaha, you really don't understand, or are you acting stupid? I want you to get out of here immediately and don't participate in the Chen An dispute!"

While speaking, without waiting for their consent, he rushed forward.

The broad sword in his hand slammed out, and the violent force instantly slapped ten big men with guns flying.