The best county magistrate

On August 16, the weather was fine. Wang Tieshan drove his carriage out of the north gate of Linjiang City and drove along the official road to Qingshui County.

Yang Xuanchen sat in front of the car with him, looking at the scenery and chatting.

"Master Wang, although Mengxian tastes good, drinking too much will be harmful to your health..."

Wang Tieshan ignored his kind words and took another sip.

"You kid, this Dream Fairy Wine you just made is a good thing, it can make people forget their worries..."

Glancing curiously, this was the first time Yang Xuanchen heard him say such words.

It is inevitable that he will be interested in Wang Tieshan's past.

"Even if you have troubles, drinking too much will be harmful to your health."

After he said this, he immediately took the wine gourd from Wang Tieshan and poured a sip into his mouth.

"It's time to go back. I'll do more research and get you some stronger wine."

"It's faster to forget your worries."

Wang Tieshan originally thought that Mengxian Wine was already the strongest wine in the world, but he didn't expect that there was something even stronger.

Hearing that he was in a good mood, he laughed a few times and whipped his horse to make the carriage run faster.

As dusk approached, the carriage slowed down a bit.

Yang Xuanchen, who was leaning against the car door and was drowsy, was woken up by Wang Tieshan's palm.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you in the county seat?"

"Shh, don't talk, don't look around, there's an ambush ahead!"

Wang Tieshan's words immediately aroused Yang Xuanchen's alert.

"This...is this Nanping Road?"

Looking at the gap between the two mountains in front of him, Yang Xuanchen narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but reach out to the front of his chest with his right hand.

As soon as the cold metal texture came into my hands, my heart that was beating violently due to nervousness suddenly became calmer.

Wang Tieshan felt his change and couldn't help turning his head and taking a deep look at him.

"It's still a little far away. I can't feel how many people there are."

"Boy Yang, are you afraid?"

Yang Xuanchen shook his head slightly and said firmly, "As long as Master Wang is here, I won't be afraid!"

"Haha, that's good! It's a pity that your girl Yu is not here, otherwise she would be more sure with her skills."

Hearing what Wang Tieshan said, Yang Xuanchen curled his lips.

"How can a man always stand behind a woman?"

"I'm very strong now, okay?"

His words made Wang Tieshan laugh loudly, "The mental method I gave you has not improved even after practicing it for so long."

"Boy! You talk so crazy!"

Hearing this, Yang Xuanchen raised the corner of his mouth with an arrogant smile on his face, "How about a competition?"

"Hahahaha, just don't wet your pants for a while, and you're still competing with me..."

Before he could finish his words, an arrow shot towards the carriage with the sound of breaking wind.

Wang Tieshan raised the whip in his hand and hit the arrow on the ground with a snap.

Yang Xuanchen took the opportunity to hide in the carriage.

"Mary is a bitch, and she claims to be very strong. It only took one arrow to scare you into hiding."

"I'm so disappointed. Alas."

Wang Tieshan cursed a few words, then turned to look ahead. Behind a tree, the archer opened his bow and arrow again and prepared to shoot.

However, at this time, several swordsmen also flashed out from the rocks on both sides behind the carriage.

He didn't dare to move, for fear of falling into the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, so he had to wait quietly for the enemy to approach.

Yang Xuanchen in the carriage slightly raised the corner of the curtain and looked out.

From his perspective, he could only see the enemy on one side behind the carriage.

Silently calculating the distance.

One hundred steps!

Fifty steps!

Thirty steps!

it's time!

Bang bang bang, three thunders suddenly exploded in two breaths, and the three enemies behind the carriage suddenly fell into a pool of blood.

These three thunders not only shocked the enemies ambushing on Nanping Road, but also shocked Wang Tieshan.

The horse was frightened and ran forward uncontrollably.

Seeing that he was about to rush into a narrower road, Wang Tieshan untied the rope at the critical moment.

With a bang, the carriage and the horse separated. The carriage lost its balance and dragged two long traces on the ground.

Yang Xuanchen in the car wanted to shoot a few shots at the moving target, but he suddenly lost his balance and hit the back of his head heavily against the car frame.

A feeling of dizziness made him unable to shoot anymore.

"Are you okay?" This was Wang Tieshan's voice.

"fine!"

Yang Xuanchen responded, then took a deep breath, "Master Wang, give me a moment, I'm a little dizzy."

Judging from the thunder that sounded in the carriage just now and the three people who fell to the ground instantly.

Wang Tieshan concluded that this was all done by Yang Xuanchen, but he still didn't know what method this kid used.

His eyes flashed, and he stopped thinking about it. Five copper coins suddenly appeared in his hand.

Thirty steps is also the farthest distance he can reach with one throw of Qiankun.

He was absolutely confident that he could control the enemies in the front, but it was hard to say in the rear.

Judging from the terrain and conditions suitable for an ambush, there were no fewer than fifty people involved in the siege.

"Boy, there are too many people, so be mentally prepared!"

"I can't die, so it's hard for you to say anything. If you have any last words, say them as soon as possible..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Xuanchen's loud shout, "Fart, even if you die, I won't be able to die!"

The three shots just now undoubtedly suppressed the enemy, and they had not yet launched an attack at this time.

This gave Yang Xuanchen time to relax.

Slightly concussed, but not a major problem, Yang Xuanchen took out another revolver from his arms and opened a drawer in the compartment.

"This guy is reliable. He can make home-made hand grenades. When he returns to the county tomorrow, I'll add chicken legs to him."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he filled the magazine with three more bullets.

Two guns, hundreds of rounds of ammunition, and a dozen grenades.

What to be afraid of when there are so many people!

As long as Wang Tieshan's human shield can withstand it, his long-range output can definitely increase the damage value.

After a short pause, there was no more thunder, and the enemies in ambush could not bear their temper and rushed over one after another.

This gave Yang Xuanchen a very good opportunity.

The two guns fired six bullets on both sides, with no miss.

Although it was not a fatal injury, the twelve people lost their fighting ability in an instant.

Then Yang Xuanchen hunched over and moved a few steps to the back of the carriage, raising the carriage to a certain angle.

"A big gift for you!"

He pulled the fuse and threw out a grenade that was larger than an ordinary firecracker.

In the crowd, a tall and round enemy saw a smoking thing flying over and caught it.

However, a few breaths later, thunder sounded louder than before from behind the carriage.

Then there was the sound of a crowd of people wailing.

On Wang Tieshan's side, the dozen or so people who fell on the ground all had a copper coin stuck in their foreheads and were killed with one blow.

Their eyes widened, and they could not believe that they had met a master above the heavenly realm.

Taking advantage of the brief gap, Wang Tieshan climbed onto the roof of the car and took a look back.

I wonder, is this guy Yang Xuanchen an alchemist?

Why did these people die in the same manner as the Forbidden Army that night?

And what's going on with the several thieves who fell to the ground clutching their chests?

Thunder!

Yes, three people fell down just now with three thunders.

That kid must have knocked these people down as well.

"Master Wang, can you withstand it?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Xuanchen would have time to ask this question, so Wang Tieshan smiled.

"You brat, the old lady is sending you to me seven times a night. Do you think you can handle it?"

There were laughter and curses in the carriage: "Stop pretending, you don't even have a wife, I have three!"

Not to be outdone, Wang Tieshan said: "You can do this up to four times a night. Don't think I don't know."

"I'm sorry, old man, you still have a habit of peeping! Shameless!"

At this time, Yang Xuanchen had replenished his bullets again, opened the curtain of the car, pointed the black muzzle at the enemy and fired again.

It's just that this round of shooting missed a few shots. It seems that those among the enemy who dodged the bullets have some strong martial arts skills.

"Haha, we only lost eight. It's too late! Look at me."

The four copper coins shot rapidly in different directions, and after a swishing sound of wind, four people fell down.

"Did you see it? I'm calling this an unmissable one!"

Yang Xuanchen spat, without saying anything, and banged a few more times.

In the distance, a masked figure in black clothes had his heart bleeding. Those killed and wounded were his most elite subordinates!

There were more than ten masters in the heavenly realm, and eight of them died in less than one stick of incense.

Other masters didn't even dare to count.

He put his fingers into his mouth and blew a whistle, and the rest of the people fled after hearing the sound.

Wang Tieshan turned to look at the source of the sound and shouted, "Where are you running!"

At this time, Yang Xuanchen also emerged from the carriage with half of his head exposed. When he saw Wang Tieshan chasing a man in black, his eyes stern.

The person Master Wang is chasing must have some identity, and he must not be allowed to escape.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he raised his gun and took aim. It was difficult to hit a moving target of more than fifty steps.

Fortunately, after a loud bang, it hit the man's calf.