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

"But yesterday he had already killed the culprit, and today he started killing again. This is not in line with the Confucian virtues."

Kong Jia turned his head to look at Zhao Xie and said,

"The benevolence of Confucianism also depends on the object. It is not an exaggeration to kill a human trafficker with a thousand knives."

"Master Xie, these days you've been acting as a book boy by the old man's side. Thank you for your hard work. The old man doesn't have much time to teach with you recently. Why don't you leave first."

Zhao Xie froze in place.

This is to drive him away! ?

"Sir, I..."

Kong Jia waved his hand and said,

"You don't have to worry about me, son Xie, Lang'er will take good care of me."

Zhao Xie's expression changed, and he said,

"Then take care, Mr. Zhao Xie will leave tomorrow."

When Zhao Xie saluted and left, Kong Jia frowned and said,

"To actually speak ill of my disciple behind his back, it's really inhumane."

Not knowing that his teacher drove away the king of a country for him, after a long journey, Zhao Lang had already brought people to a village.

Looking at the high wall more than ten feet high, Zhao Lang said,

"According to the training method."

After speaking, he took a run and went directly to the wall.

At this time, go to death and let the two teenagers cooperate with him.

With the strength of two people, after trying twice, they also succeeded.

Others followed suit and went up to the wall one after another.

It just took a while.

The two people who have been patrolling the village for a long time have already walked back and forth twice.

I finally found out what's wrong with this wall.

"Third, look at the wall over there, is it getting taller?"

"Huh? Don't talk nonsense, how can this wall suddenly become high."

"Hey, there seem to be a lot of children squatting on it!"

"Grass! Third child, don't scare me! A child died of illness a few days ago, and was buried in this corner!"

"No! He moved! Ah..."

The shadow on the wall suddenly rushed towards him, and the other party's screams stopped abruptly.

The other person was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and then kept saying,

"I didn't kill you, I didn't kill you."

After Zhao Lang jumped down and solved one, the other teenagers also went down the wall.

Only then did the other party realize that they were not ghosts.

"Who are you!"

Zhao Lang looked at other places at this time, and said lightly,

"You deal with him."

Damn was stunned for a moment, and the others looked at him.

"Someone has entered the village!"

The person lying on the ground shouted directly.

A shrill voice broke the silence of the night sky.

Zhao Lang on the side did not make a move, but said lightly,

"He calls again, and all the enemies will come."

But the teenagers still didn't do it. Faced with a living person, they didn't seem to know what to do.

Seeing that everyone didn't move, the people on the ground became more courageous, and said sternly,

"You guys are so brave! Do you know whose Zhuangzi this is?"

Looking at the group of half-boys in front of him, he shouted again,

"Come here! Someone..."

puff.

A muffled sound.

A sharpened stick passed through his chest.

It's a dead hand.

But it was already too late, the lights were lit up one after another on Zhuangzi, and the sound of hurried footsteps came from far to near.

They were discovered.

A pallor appeared on everyone's face, only Zhao Lang said unhurriedly,

"There are about a dozen enemies in this village, less than half of the ones we encountered yesterday."

"It's up to you to decide whether to live or die."

After Zhao Lang finished speaking, he took out the long spear behind him.

Towards the enemy that came over, kill the past.

But in the eyes of the other party, a little cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

With a single stroke of his spear, Zhao Lang stopped most of the enemies and let three or four people pass by.