Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"From now on, you don't know me, and you're no longer a farmer's son."

The man in white said lightly.

Hei Bingwei appeared nearby, but the man's identity as a farmer was not good for him.

"Brother!"

The man still wanted to say something, but the man in white still had a knife in his hand, which made him faint.

The man in white came all the way to the camp not far away.

And quickly locked on the target.

There were two people guarding an ox cart in the entire camp. If there was anything valuable, it must be inside.

Although there were two or three people patrolling around, the man in white was not at all worried.

He took out a small stone in his hand and flicked it gently, and someone slowly fell to the ground.

Moreover, the location and timing were extremely tricky, and they did not attract the attention of others.

Knocked down three people on the periphery in a row.

Sensing that something was wrong, Hefu suddenly grabbed the weapon at his waist.

But at this time, a white figure flew down directly from the top of the bullock cart.

A palm slapped on his back.

Hefu was shocked and fell down slowly.

At this time, the man in white directly opened the curtain of the bullock cart.

By the cool moonlight, I saw a handsome man lying in the car.

There were two little maids beside him.

And what he was looking for was right next to the man.

Zhao Lang was very nervous at this time, and when he heard the movement on the roof of the car, he had already woken up.

The noise from outside the car made his heart rise to his throat.

He knew he was in trouble, but although he had the physique of a special forces soldier, he didn't have any fighting skills.

And the fact that the other party can easily bring down Heifu and the others shows that the force is definitely not low!

Now I only hope that the other party is only for money, not death.

Zhao Lang felt that the other party had entered the carriage and was heading towards him.

At this moment, two choices suddenly appeared in his mind.

"One: Choose to pretend to be asleep and reward you with physical fitness."

"Two: Choose to resist, and reward unlimited martial arts mastery!"

Seeing the system start, Zhao Lang was overjoyed, what else could he think about.

You must choose one, the opponent is so strong, even if you have martial arts, you may not be able to beat it.

Just the next second, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him!

"Hey! I won't let you pretend to be dead!"

Zhao Lang roared in his heart,

"System, I choose two!"

In an instant, countless fighting skills appeared in his heart.

Zhao Lang suddenly opened his eyes, not even seeing the figure in front of him clearly.

A full range of locking skills, just put it on!

Chapter 12 Take the money!

Even if ordinary people practice martial arts all year round, sometimes they are not necessarily the opponents of gangsters.

Because the real move, martial arts and moves are not the most important.

Whether the heart is ruthless or not is the key to determining the victory or defeat.

Zhao Lang knows this truth, even if he has the physique of special forces, even if he is proficient in fighting.

In the face of someone who can quietly bring down Uncle Heifu and the others.

Zhao Lang knew that he only had one chance, otherwise they would be unpredictable!

So when he took the chance.

Interlock each other's hands.

Legs down from each other's waist, wrapped around each other's legs.

After locking each other with hands and feet.

He used all his strength to hold the opponent tightly!

The two came together like a twist.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Lang actually smelled a fragrance.

Before he could be distracted, Zhao Lang felt a huge force coming from the other side.

It was almost freed.

Zhao Lang used the strength of milking to barely lock it!

"Let go!"

A low shout sounded inside the bullock cart.

Although Zhao Lang heard the voice, he was not stupid. How could he let go of this situation?

Ignore each other at all, just work hard!Push harder!

There was no response, and the other party struggled more violently.