I Became an Anonymous Boss

"You..." The crying man clenched his fists and said, "You're talking nonsense!"

"Then you dare to say that you won't report it? Take your own money?" Bai Taki blinked innocently: "Your subordinates are beside you, please pay attention to your words and deeds, and don't leave a bad impression on your disciples." .”

... hastily, hastily!

The crying face was about to be forced into an angry face, he snorted coldly: "It's just a meal of herbal tea..."

"It's two meals."

"Never mind one meal or two!" The crying face got up, and he didn't want to stay here anymore.

He couldn't speak of fear, but he felt inexplicably disgusted.

The young man in white is elegant and eloquent, his courage and martial arts are outstanding, and the third place in the list is an insult to his illustrious reputation.

Such a person should not be described as 'disgusting' no matter what, but the crying face feels disgusting, and the physical reaction has produced a strong sense of resistance, the tail is rolling, the hairs are standing on end, and the physical reaction is urging him to hurry up Go, stay here and accept the unilateral beeping and shooting of this language logic.

Who in this world can accept being shot dead by Shirataki's words for five minutes?

It didn't happen in the past, and it won't happen in the future.

"Mr. Bai is still as fierce as ever. Compared with you, the three thousand students in the Yunlu Academy of the Imperial College are nothing. You are the one who can kill people without using a pen..."

The crying face took the initiative to flatter and find a better way for himself... Maybe it was sincere.

"Thank you for the business bragging, you are pretty good too." Bai Taki said without sincerity.

"Then I will..."

"Go and pay first." Bai Taki took a sip of herbal tea, "Pay for my table too."

"...Okay." The crying man bit the bullet and went to pay.

He kept his word, he didn't feel ashamed, he regarded Bai Taki as a person of the same level, and he didn't feel ashamed, at least he was much better than the lifeless faceless person.

But in other people’s eyes, it’s not normal for a crying face to be so obedient. That’s the Heavenly King Protector of the Promise Demon Sect. Why do you really pay the bill when you are asked to pay for it? What about your dignity, your stretcher, and your bicycle? !

The crying man didn't have time to explain to the two distraught disciples. He wrapped himself in a silk scarf to cover his face, and walked out of the shop like an ordinary person. He had just taken a step and was about to step into Xuanwumen.

"Wait." Shirataki spoke again.

"What's the matter again?" The crying man's patience was almost exhausted.

"Just a reminder, you are going in the wrong direction." Bai Taki pressed his finger on the table, he had already finished a pot of herbal tea, got up and left the table, took Xiuyu's little hand at the same time, and said calmly: "You should go there."

The stranger pointed to the other end of the street, which was the same as the other end in the direction of the Forbidden City, but it was the direction out of the city.

In an instant, the crying face's expression became extremely sinister. The previous rhetoric was a lot of testing, and this was the real purpose.

"You want to prevent me from entering the city?"

"No, just a kind reminder." Bai Taki said with a concerned tone and warm eyes, like a good neighbor and friend: "I'm afraid that after you step into Xuanwu Gate on your own initiative, you will die and come back, even if you come back by chance, you will end up with you." The old guy will end up alone, and these two young people will probably pay the price for your impulsiveness... This is a high emotional intelligence statement."

He smiled sincerely and enthusiastically, and then suppressed all his smiles in a blink of an eye, and said indifferently: "The low emotional intelligence is... I will give you a chance to get out quickly, or you will punch out the dog's brains and give you the spine." Beat it into a nine-section whip."

The threat is palpable.

So once again the swords were on the verge of breaking out, this time it was not a joke, but a real sense of tension.

The Heavenly King does not accept this threat. He can bow his head once because he is afraid of gods and demons, but he will never bow his head a second time, because it represents the face of the Wuju Demon Sect... He can't leave the Forbidden City, Bai Taki still Not qualified to threaten him to leave the Forbidden City.

The air within ten meters around him froze, and the wavelength of spiritual power changed from a long string to a passionate symphony, like ripples on the surface of a lake, gradually agitated, and the waves slapped the shore, beginning to interfere with reality , There are many ghosts appearing under his black robe.

The crying man said in a low voice: "Are you really going to fight to the death?"

Shirataki was not in a hurry, as if he didn't hear this sentence, but said to himself: "I forgot to introduce you."

He held Xiuyu's little hand and said with a smile, "Do you know who she is?"

It's still the same routine, just like the previous conversation.

The crying face lost his patience, all he saw was an ordinary loli, Lan Xiangxue made him feel even a little jealous, and he was annoyed, but how could he fall down twice in the same place now, he was about to fly into a rage At the time, I felt a burst of coldness.

The air is cooling down, and white ice smoke is steaming from Xiuyu's long hair. She exhales lightly, a seemingly ordinary breath, but it easily freezes half of the door. The air is scattered with low temperature crystals, condensing The true essence is frightening.

The face of the crying face changed, this time from anger to bitterness... This is true qi of Taiyin.

"Let me introduce you." Bai Taki said slowly, "She is Xiuyu, Fanyue Valley, Princess Zhenguo."

The crying man looked at Bai Taki, his eyes met, and he heard thunder in silence. A moment later, the Heavenly King Protector of the Promise Demon Sect squeezed out a word between his teeth.

"--withdraw!"

He picked up the two disciples and disappeared in front of Xuanwumen without looking back. He escaped without any hesitation, because he had no choice but to fall into Baitaki's trap from the very beginning and could only stand still. Steady to be beaten, reluctantly swallowed the bad breath.

Bai Taki looked at the direction in which the crying man was fleeing, and said coldly: "The ball certificate, the host, the referee, and the co-organizer are all mine...how do you fight with me?"

Four hundredth Chapter 17 King Zhenbei enters the capital

As soon as the crying man left Juechen, he opened a distance of several kilometers before he let go, leaving the two disciples who were still in shock.

"Master Dharma Protector, he won't come after him?" the young disciple asked nervously.

"No, there are many civilians in this place. Although he is an unpredictable person, he also has principles and will not involve civilians." The crying man looked back at the crowd: "Speaking carefully, it is precisely because Being in the Imperial Capital Avenue saved your lives."

"So he's a nice guy."

"It's true. He has more principles than many decent people. He doesn't just talk about one thing and do another. But he has always been unscrupulous when facing the enemy." The crying man said in a low voice: "That's why I teach people fear."

"Who is he?" asked the disciples.

"No. [-] on the list of people, gods and demons don't ask."

"He is the third person on the list?" Another disciple was calmer: "But Lord Protector, we have never heard any rumors or news about this person, and even the information is very scarce...Why did he appear here? "

The crying man said with a cold face, "No matter where he appears, it is not unexpected. What this person is best at is elusiveness. Whenever there is turmoil in the world, there must be a shadow. Even if there is no surface, there will be in the dark."

"It's fine if he doesn't make a move. Once he makes a move, the rankings in the Jianghu list will be refreshed."

"It's only been three years since he debuted in Jianghu. He stepped on the face of all the magic sects, Buddhist sects and orthodox sects. Whoever hasn't been slapped in the face by him is considered lucky."

A disciple was shocked and said, "Is it really so fierce?"

"Are you questioning me?" the crying man said calmly.

"The disciple dare not, it's just..."

"You don't know, it's just because your level is not enough, if one day you are qualified to enter the black list, human list or local list, you will know how terrible this person is." The crying man said in a low voice: "In other words , It is precisely because you can't find anything that he looks scary... A person without a past can be anyone, you can't find where his weakness is, and you don't know what purpose he acts for. "

"Aren't people in the Jianghu doing it for fame and fortune?"

"Do you think he lacks fame and wealth?" The crying man sneered, "Don't say you can't find out his information, even Daqin's Tian Ting Di Shi and Nan Tang's Guanxing Tower can't find his origin, and his movements are a mystery." , his purpose has become a mystery, and he has a world-renowned record. He is like water without a source and a tree without roots. .”

Another disciple suddenly trembled: "I remembered, it seems that it was mentioned in the intelligence spider web in the past, that some 'unverifiable' information was defined as 'false intelligence' because it was too absurd... ...It is said that this person is the third person on the list. He has unpredictable strength that fluctuates like the tide. When he is weak, he is like a mortal. The combined enemy..."

"The Princess of Nishang in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Nan Xinmo, a Rakshasa girl, broke through Baidi City with him. It is rumored that the relationship between the two is ambiguous. There is also a saying that Nan Xinmo worshiped him as a military adviser, but she couldn't get it because she promised her with her body."

"Qin Changye, the vice-commander of Canglong Pass, had a love for him, swiped his sword and angrily beheaded the loyal and good generals. Facing the barbarian tribes and beasts outside the Great Wall, he beat the fish dragon drum and called the wind song before the battle. Thirteen thousand people fought until their armor was removed. There are only [-] Xuanjia left, defeating [-] troops, frightening the enemy's courage, the Southern Tang frontier fortress spread the word that the barbarians were afraid when they heard the wind, and they would not dare to invade as long as they heard the song of the wind..."

"There is also the fall of the Guardian of the Witch God Cult, civil strife in the Holy Fire Cult, and the Prairie Wolf King..."

The disciples were about to continue talking, but were interrupted by the weeping man.

"It's all true." The Guardian of the Heavenly King said indifferently, "To this person, it's nothing but ordinary..."

The two disciples saw the shock in each other's eyes. They were young people. They knew that any of these legends would shock the world, but this was too absurd. No one even believed the information they found. It is falsehood.

Human beings have jealousy, even in the face of those who have made great achievements in battle, they will find ways to seize the opponent's stains and belittle them to death. In this way, they will lower the opponent's style to prove that they are better than the opponent in this point, while the Jianghu people Comparing with fame and fortune is the most important, no one is willing to admit that they are a head lower than the other, so there is a saying in the world that they are sorted by generation, if they have been acquired for a long time, their qualifications are old enough.

It is also because of this that the third place on the list is more like a legend in the world in the eyes of young people, and only the veterans who have been strong enough for a long time know what is to be feared by the young and what is the wave.

The crying face sneered: "I don't like to talk too much nonsense, I made an exception today and said a little more, just to warn you, don't do unnecessary things... This trip to the imperial capital is for my big event, Avoid extraneous issues, at least until the goal is achieved, you must not provoke this monster."

"Yes!" The two disciples are not pedantic Jianghu people, they dare not talk too much, just think of this kind of Jianghu legend just now, and they are still so young, what they feel in their hearts is not jealousy, but fear, God knows how close they were to death just now .

The crying face was in a heavy heart, but he hoped that this person would leave soon, as long as he was around, nothing good would happen... Seeing Princess Zhen Guo next to him, he was sure that the other party would not leave easily.

Thinking of the crying face here, there is always a bit of a dumbfounding feeling. The relationship between the opposite sex in white clothes and different pupils is still as good as ever. The beauties who go to Nantang to hook up are all the top beauties on the rouge list. This time, even Princess Daqin Zhenguo held hands Now, how can a woman's hand be held by others at will, let alone the noble princess of Zhenguo, this very close relationship just proves that he already has the ability to enter the game.

You said that you have this kind of luck, so go and fall in love with the girl, wouldn't it be good to be a fairy couple?

Why do you want to mess around with our group of people, wouldn't it be nice to hug a rich woman's thigh and eat soft food?

But since the other party came, he had to be prepared to deal with it.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the sound of horseshoes came from the other end of the Imperial Capital Avenue. Looking around, a group of mighty queues were entering the capital.

There was no mighty shout in the queue, but the surrounding crowd naturally retreated, and no one dared to stop this pair of well-trained troops.

Clang iron armor, iron cavalry army.

The total number is only [-] people, but it makes people seem to see the prototype of an entire army, lined up in miniature phalanxes, striding across the avenue.

The bustling market became silent in an instant, and even the livestock felt the bloody murderous aura on the iron armor. Pedestrians retreated to the eaves on both sides of the road, and some people hid their bodies under the table, as if they were strangled by the throat. No one dared to speak up.

Those who came forward were all sharp soldiers in armor, walking methodically on the central street of the imperial capital, heading straight for Xuanwumen.

The moment the well-trained army appeared, this place was no longer a market place, and there was no bustling and lively scene, but the bloody smell of the battlefield. People feel the pain of skin being scratched.

The forefront of the five hundred march is the iron cavalry, and the BMWs under their feet are all high-quality horses from the grassland, and the horses are also divided into breeds. The grasslands of the time, but without good horses, there would be no strong cavalry. The importance of cavalry to the army is self-evident. There are only two ways to get horses, one is to buy, and the other is to plunder.

The moment these war horses appeared, it could be seen from the armor uniforms and flags on the knights which legion they came from.

The Thirteenth Army of the Great Qin Dynasty was the first in the charge, riding heavily on iron horses.

Afterwards, wind, thunder, fire and electricity, rushed hundreds of miles at night, to the fourth camp in Qinling Mountains.

Then, Chihong approved the armor, the first to attack the city, and the Dashu armored soldier.

Finally, there is the number one in the death battle with more than a hundred, Shuofeng Ruishi.

Some people have already recognized it. This is the Zhenbei Army in the Thirteenth Army. The Great Qin Dynasty was founded three hundred years ago. The number of legions was gradually reduced from [-] to [-]. The last elimination system was adopted, so it was reduced by more than [-]. years, has reached a point where it is difficult to reduce.

In the Zhenbei Army, there are many camps and regiments that are number one in military exercises, and they are undoubtedly the number one in the Thirteenth Army.

The leader of the Zhenbei Army is the [-]-year-old Zhenbei King. He has resisted the grassland barbarians in the north all the year round, and has a high reputation among the people and the army.

The crying man raised his head and looked towards the center of the legion, where two cavalry were guarded in the middle of the queue.

One is a tall black horse, and on the back of the black horse is a man wearing a ghost mask. His figure is as big as a little giant, and anyone who compares with it is like a child; Dongxi, her appearance and eyebrows are very similar to Yan Qixia's, but her temperament is completely different. Her temperament is more heroic and sharp, her eyes are sharp, confident and calm.

Zhenbei King Zhao Yuan, Zhenbei Princess Yan Yunyan.

The sight of the crying face met with the two men in the middle of the cavalry for a brief moment, then he lowered his head and hid in the crowd.

At the same time, in the herbal tea shop not far away, Shirataki had already seen the five hundred marchers.