Arrangement, organization, decapitation, decapitation.
After hundreds of soldiers were busy, everyone returned to the ship.
Zhang Yumeng smiled.
"I wish this young man Hongfang is quite good. He coordinates perfectly with Wu Gaolang and even fights on the field."
The corners of Yang Qian's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Not bad? He is just like the policeman in TVB's police drama. He showed up after everything was done. I killed hundreds of people before he came. What is he here for? Cleaning the floor?"
Seeing Zhu Hongfang jumping so high, Yang Qian immediately called him over.
"Master Marquis, what are your orders?"
"This time, I have no objection to keeping half of the military achievements of hundreds of people."
Zhu Hongfang said immediately.
"Of course I don't have any objection. They are all the people killed by the Marquis. No one will have any objection if they are all taken away!"
"That's pretty much it. You came a little late today."
Zhu Hongfang wailed in his heart, Brother, not everyone can jump so far.
"The Marquis makes atonement. There are not many soldiers on the warship. There are only fifty or sixty soldiers on a warship. The soldiers who came down today are our own soldiers from the Polu Army. They are riding in the ship because there are no At the dock, the heavily armed soldiers such as the Tiger Army and the Xuanjia Army cannot get out at all."
How could Yang Qian not know about this situation? He just saw Zhu Hongfang encountering such a thing and was ready to beat him for being too slow to react.
In the cabin, Zhao Ji burst into tears and hugged her three children. She once thought that they would never have the chance to meet each other in this life.
To say that I don't miss my children would be a lie.
The three children immediately told what happened. Zhao Ji was very angry when she heard that three small families dared to treat her family like this.
When she saw her daughter-in-law walking tremblingly, Zhao Ji narrowed her eyes, gradually stopped crying, and walked over with a solemn expression.
"Snapped!!!"
"Bitch, you Yu family are so brave, you actually want to murder my son, the eldest son of King Liao's family. Are you really not afraid of confiscating your family and destroying your ancestors?"
The daughter-in-law fell to her knees and cried.
"Mother-in-law, there is nothing I can do about this. My father, mother, and uncles all asked me to find a way to kill the family leader. Although my daughter-in-law is relatively stupid, she also knows that I am from the Mi family, so naturally she will not harm the family leader."
"Later on, many things were caused by my family. Since I refused, the Yu family has long lost contact with me, and even I was kept in the dark."
Zhao Ji snorted coldly.
"I already know, otherwise do you think you are still alive at this time?"
After Zhao Ji finished speaking, she stopped caring about her daughter-in-law and looked at her two daughters. She saw that both daughters looked very ugly.
After understanding, Zhao Ji was also drunk and said sternly.
"Zi'er, why are you so careless? You knew he wanted to harm you, but you still couldn't do it. Do you know that your relatives were almost killed by him?"
"If the Marquis hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. For you, he jumped from a height of more than seven feet to the shore, and even Mr. Cao and Mrs. Qing went to rescue you."
Zhao Ji came back to her senses and murmured.
"Let me tell you, Master Hou's plan will not go wrong at all. Who would have thought that you would be merciful to Wei Jun."
Mi Zi was scolded terribly, but she didn't dare to refute.
"Nian'er, are you feeling well now?"
After scolding Mi Zi, he looked at Mi Nian again with concern on his face. After all, Mi Nian was still pregnant.
Mi Nian smiled sweetly, but her face was pale.
Maybe it was fear, maybe it was something else.
"Mother, I'm fine. It's just that a doctor said that the child in my daughter's arms is stillborn. I'm afraid she has to be born early!"
Zhao Ji's expression changed, this was a big disaster.
"How do you feel now?"
Mi Nian shook her head and said she didn't know.
After comforting several grandchildren, Mi Zi looked hesitant.
Zhao Ji asked curiously when she saw this situation.
"Zi'er, do you have something to tell your mother?"
Mi Zi pursed her lips and said.
"The short, short and prettier person just now is Marquis Wu An?"
Zhao Ji's expression changed and she scolded sternly, "Asshole, who told you to say that about the Marquis?"
Mi Zi looked at her mother in disbelief and was startled by her.
Zhao Ji took a step closer, looked at her children, and said seriously.
"Remember, don't be rude to Marquis Wu An, you must keep these words in your heart!!! Do you understand!!!"
Everyone nodded, mainly because it was their first time in this strange place and they felt they needed to keep a low profile.
After all, grandma is not the oldest one.
"By the way, Mom, Marquis Wu An is injured!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ji involuntarily took a few steps back, and her whole body seemed to be spinning.
The children immediately supported her.
Young Master Kun blamed him.
"Mom, I'm just a Marquis of Wu'an, don't take it too seriously, and, and..."
When talking, the two daughters didn't say anything, but the son couldn't see through it.
My mother-in-law was married to such a man, how could she be so bright as a son?
He felt that his shame had been thrown away eight hundred miles away.
Zhao Ji held Mi Zi hard and looked at her son with hatred.
Mi Kun is good at everything and can be said to be a good candidate to be a prince or a king.
But~~~The journey of life is too smooth, the city is not enough, and the concentration is not enough.
As the saying goes, he has not been whipped by society.
Unlike Yang Gan, he only received beatings in his previous life and never tasted any social benefits.
I finally won the lottery, damn, I came here before I even got the loan.
I didn't find out until I got here.
The metropolis in my previous life could be described as the Garden of Eden.
What a plot.
What workplace bullying.
Save it.
No matter how you plot, it will only ruin your reputation and make you resign. If it doesn't work, it will make you take the blame and go to jail.
But here, it's completely different. A calculation is to eliminate the path of life and death.
In one plot, not one person dies, but a family or a family.
It may even involve the lives of tens or hundreds of thousands of people.
Yang Qian could be said to be 100% vigilant, to put it bluntly.
When I first came to Yuntong City, I had to put my dagger under my pillow when sleeping.
Looking away at her son, Zhao Ji rubbed her temples and said she had a headache.
"Do you feel that since Mr. Hou is short in stature and boys and girls are inferior to each other, you feel that you have lost your worth, right?"
Young Master Kun remained silent for a long time, then nodded heavily.
Zhao Ji sighed and shook her head.
"You don't understand. Let's pack up and follow me to see the Marquis."
Zhao Ji paused and warned again.
"No matter what you see, no matter what problems you have, I ask you to say that you must not talk or talk nonsense, do you understand?"
"Yes, Mom!"
The three of them answered calmly. Young Master Kun was a little undisciplined and felt uncomfortable.
He was a little unhappy and felt squirming all over, but he was dragged outside by Mi Zi next to him.
The whole family walked toward the largest cabin in a mighty manner.
There is nothing the warship can do, it is just relatively small, because it only needs to be equipped with soldiers who can operate three-bow crossbows and single-bow crossbows.
And he can rely on speed to perform cruising and archery, which is equivalent to a ranger among cavalry.
The opponent has no chance to continue the battle, and will be shot into a sieve.
When they entered the cabin, they saw Mr. Hou sitting on the table with his upper body naked and his right hand quietly placed on a medical table.
Ge Xiuming and other doctors were inspecting it carefully, while Mrs. Hou was pruning something with a pair of scissors.
"Master Marquis, your physique is really unexpected. The reason for the unbearable itching is that the wound is scabbing and healing rapidly. During this period, please stop practicing Iron Sand Palm."
Jiang Lan took the wine bottle and poured wine for Yang Qian.
Yang Qian drank sip after sip, but it didn't hurt.
For Yang Qian, pain is the least scary thing.
The more pain he felt, the more it taxed his willpower. The current pain was not even one-tenth of the pain he felt in the first step of practicing Qi.
Mainly it was itchy. Yang Gan wanted to scratch it, but after a little scratching, the thread broke.
It’s no wonder why Zhang Yumeng keeps cursing here.
According to Ge Xiuming, it was just a strange physique that was different from ordinary people, and his previous injuries did not occur so quickly.
He also said that he is very good at practicing Iron Sand Palm, and his wound healing is also very good.
After all, the medicinal oil used when practicing Iron Sand Palm and the medicinal materials in the sandbags are very expensive.
The potency of the medicine remains in the palm of your hand for a long time, and there is no time to digest it.
Others tried their best to supplement, but Yang Qian took too many supplements and kept them.
Nowadays, when injured, the palm seems to have self-healing powers. Of course, this is an exaggeration, and it is not as good as a jingle bag.
It's just much faster than ordinary people, which makes people feel a little weird and worried.
At this time, seeing a large group of people pouring in, Yang Gan raised his eyes and his face instantly darkened.
Zhao Ji's hurried look instantly straightened her waist, making her whole person more solemn than when she just came in.
Zhang Yumeng glanced at it with his peripheral vision and curled his lips.
"Slutty fox, you are pretending to be so cold, you want to freeze Yang Gan to death."
How could Zhang Yumeng not know Yang Gan's quirks? He likes sluts and aloof women the most.
The more noble and dignified Zhao Ji is, the more he wants to be called daddy, what a pervert.
With a shake of his hand, he quickly made a circle and then tied the knot. Zhang Yumeng's suturing technique was so smooth that Ge Xiuming was shocked to see it.
Has anyone ever known how to sew?
have! This is not a mainstream medical skill. After all, the medical skill of cutting open the abdomen and then suturing it is very dangerous, and there are really not many doctors who can do it.
Even in some remote places, family members will not be allowed to undergo such surgery.
In this era, not everyone can accept it and just cut open the belly of a loved one without seeing a doctor.
Even among the military doctors in the border army and the doctors in Xuanhu Academy, few could surpass Zhang Yumeng in suturing.
"Snapped!"
The book is closed.
Qing Qing walked out from behind Yang Qian with a calm expression and looked at Zhao Ji with burning eyes.
"Zhao Ji, Yang Gan is injured. Do you~~~should explain it? Four of his capable men also died. Do you also need to explain it?"
