"Thank you very much," Luo Feng said, patting the man on the shoulder, "By the way, I don't know what your name is?"
The man chuckled, took out the wine bottle from his waist, and took a sip, "I am the one who is called a drunkard."
"Um?" Zhang Xuli said doubtfully, "I've only heard of drunkards, not drunkards."
"Hahaha," the drunkard laughed and said, "The word "crazy" is too ugly. Let's change it to the word "drunk".
"Ah, that's okay." Zhang Xuli stared at the drunkard with a different look.
"Hey, you can't talk like that," Luo Feng signaled Zhang Xuli not to say more, and said to Jiu Zuizi: "It turns out that Jiu Zuizi has a long-term relationship. Thank you for your help."
"Hey, it doesn't matter." Tuoba Xiangchang continued to take a sip of wine.
"Now that you have helped us, come with us quickly, otherwise Lu Qing and Baili Guang will not let you go." Luo Feng said.
Minister Tuoba put the jug away, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, they don't know that I'm a drunkard."
Luo Feng saw that Xiang Tuoba didn't want to go together, so he couldn't force it, "Well, let's leave now. We will meet again in the future to continue what happened today."
"Easy to say, easy to say." After finishing speaking, Tuoba Xiangchang turned around and said loudly: "It's time for me to leave, otherwise I really can't explain."
Seeing that Prime Minister Tuoba was gone, Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli ran northward.
At the exit of the village to the north, Lu Qing had deployed a squadron of troops in advance to capture Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli. He was standing on both sides of the road, checking the passers-by.
There were not many pedestrians on this road. Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli, one carrying a giant sword and the other carrying a package, easily attracted attention.
"Fortunately, there aren't many people here." Zhang Xuli tightened his package.
"We must fight quickly, otherwise Baili Guang and Lu Qing will arrive later and it will be difficult for us to escape."
"They are all a bunch of gangsters and they run very fast. Why do you think they caught us for nothing? I don't have much money in this package."
"They want your life."
"No way, I didn't mess with them. They should just arrest you. If you don't believe me, wait and ask."
When the two people came closer, a squadron leader from the crowd opposite had already walked out and watched Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli slowly walk over.
"Hehehe," Zhang Xuli smiled like his trademark, "Well, we want to go over, can you give way?"
Someone in the crowd had long recognized Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli, and came forward to whisper something in the squadron leader's ear.
Unexpectedly, they actually met Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli. The squadron leader's expression changed and he said to Luo Feng and Zhang Xuli: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't run away this time." He said this in his heart. Somewhat afraid of Luo Feng's fighting power, he unconsciously took two steps back, "Get them down here."
"Wait, wait," Zhang Xuli stretched out his hand to signal the other party to stop.
Several militiamen who had taken a few steps stopped and turned back, forgetting to glance at the squadron leader.
The squadron leader asked Zhang Xuli: "Is there anything else?"
"I'm just asking, does it have nothing to do with me if you only capture Luo Feng?" Zhang Xuli said nonchalantly.
The squadron leader felt as if he was being tricked, and said fiercely with a crooked corner of his mouth: "Come on, take them all down."
Under the command of the squadron leader, Lu Qing's entire squadron rushed out from the northern village entrance.
"Oops," Zhang Xuli opened his mouth wide with a frightened look on his face, "Lao Luo, protect me."
Zhang Xuli's voice continued, and Luo Feng's sword flew upward from behind. Luo Feng rose into the air, holding the flying giant sword in one hand, and turned over in the air. The sword stabbed down from the air along with his body.
The militiamen in front saw Luo Feng flying down from the sky and hurriedly moved to both sides.
Luo Feng landed on his toes and immediately spun his body to push back the surrounding militiamen. With another lunge, he was already in the center of the crowd.
"Ah, so fast, Lao Luo, wait for me." Zhang Xuli waved to Luo Feng anxiously from behind.
The squadron leader saw that Luo Feng was so powerful that he would definitely not be able to defeat him. Looking at Zhang Xuli behind him, he felt that he must be a soft persimmon, so he directly called the two people next to him, "Let's take down that little fat guy first. "
Zhang Xuli was tying the package on his back to prevent it from falling during the fight. When he heard someone calling him "Little Fatty", he instinctively looked up and saw several people rushing towards him. He hurriedly hit a few of the packages randomly. Jie said, "These guys are here again."
Just as he was talking, the squadron leader had already approached Zhang Xuli, raised his knife and slashed at Zhang Xuli.
Looking at the horrified expression, Zhang Xuli took a step forward, leaped into the air, and kicked the squadron leader in the chest.
The squadron leader was unprepared for how fast the little fat man in front of him started fighting. Before he could react, he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Xuli landed on the ground, stepped sideways, and moved in one go, as if he had rehearsed it for a long time. He reached out and grabbed one militiaman, and with just a slight pull, he bumped into another militiaman.
The squadron leader knew that Zhang Xuli was not easy to mess with, so he got up and rushed towards Luo Feng.
Luo Feng has already reached the back of the crowd and will soon rush through the crowd. The squadron leader pointed at Luo Feng from behind and shouted: "Hurry, stop him quickly."
Under the command of the squadron leader, several militiamen on the periphery ran to Luo Feng to intercept him.
Luo Feng just wanted to rush through the defense line quickly and kick the person in front of him. Before he could move forward, the squadron leader behind him reached Luo Feng's side and slashed him with his sword.
On one side of Luo Feng's body, the knife fell along Luo Feng's front. When the squadron leader saw that he missed with one strike, he was about to put away his sword and prepare for the second strike.
Just as the squadron leader received it, Luo Feng stretched out his left hand and grabbed the squadron leader's knife.
The squadron leader pulled it out hard twice, but failed to pull it out. When he was about to pull out the third time, Luo Feng's giant sword had already struck down from above.
The squadron leader hurriedly dodged, but he was too late. He was hit hard by the knife and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
The militiamen on the edge immediately rushed up, and two of them pulled the squadron leader to the outside.
Luo Feng did not pursue, but directly pushed back the surrounding militiamen. He shouted to Zhang Xuli behind him: "What are you doing? Hurry up and get out of here first."
Zhang Xuli saw that Luo Feng was about to rush through Lu Qing's defense line. He left the fighting militiamen behind and ran forward, "Wait for me, mother, it's too dangerous."
As soon as Zhang Xuli finished speaking, a burst of running footsteps came from behind.
The leaders, Lu Qing and Bai Liguang, ran at the front of the crowd. Lu Qing dragged his knife and shouted, "Don't let them run away."
Zhang Xuli heard the sound and looked behind him, "Mom, there are so many people." He used his hands and feet to knock down the militiaman who blocked him, "Luo Feng, this time it's real. The family reinforcements are coming. Please help." I."
Luo Feng also saw Lu Qing and Bai Liguang rushing over with hundreds of people. Zhang Xuli was still in the middle of the crowd. He immediately turned around and waved his sword, forcing the two militiamen back. He said to Zhang Xuli: "Quick, follow me. , use the fastest speed.”
