Quickly wear the heroine, she's going to hang up again

Chapter 39 Marshal's Blood Princess 2.12
"Hey, why do I feel that the man with the knife looks familiar?"

The man with the scar frowned, and asked the younger brother beside him,

The bald man who was asked took a serious look at Lang Mohan and nodded accordingly.

"Boss, I also think he looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere."

"Yes, but who is coming?"

"I can't remember, but I always feel that the other party is terrible."

"Yes, yes, that's how it feels."

The two spoke one sentence to another, completely ignoring the people who were being surrounded by them and preparing to rob.

Zhou Dinglin and the others who were already preparing to make a move felt complicated.

Are all robbers so stupid?
Saying that you think they are scary in front of the person who is about to rob, is this sure not telling the other party that you are weak, don't be afraid, come and resist?
It is also enough.

"Ah! I remembered, he is Marshal Lang."

The bald man patted his head and shouted, "I just said, why does it look so familiar?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it, Marshal Lang is still my idol." The man with the scar also agreed.

"I think back then, Marshal Lang single-handedly rushed to the enemy's battle zone, wiped out the opponent with a few swipes, it was so mighty."

"Also, in that low-level riot, the nobles oppressed, Marshal Lang was also just and impartial, and brought all the nobles into prison."

The two started a new round of discussions about Lang Mohan's deeds, and completely forgot about the fact that they were still robbing.

Wangyou and the others who were robbed listened to them balabalaba... with strange expressions.

They are not the ones who will encounter this kind of robbery, I am afraid they will be murdered long ago.

"Cough cough cough" Wang You coughed twice, trying to get their attention back.

结果
"When Marshal Lang was 12 years old."

"When Marshal Lang was 15 years old."

Wangyou: "." It's really, unbelievable that it was ignored so thoroughly for the first time.

Zhou Dinglin and the others silently covered their faces, unable to bear to look directly at them.

The faces of the other boys didn't look any better, and they were ashamed to be thrown in front of Marshal Lang. Is it too late for them to retreat now?
Glancing at his eldest brother and second brother, they silently backed away and distanced themselves.

They were timid, afraid of being missed by Marshal Lang.

"I also think Lang Mohan is very domineering, especially when he hits people."

Wangyou secretly poked closer to the two of them, interjecting meaningfully.

The two, who hadn't realized that there were many people around them, nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Marshal Lang is very powerful, we... ah!"

The man with the scar turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly he took a big step back in fright, and the words that came to his lips turned into stammering inquiries.

"You, who are you, why are you here, and what are you doing?"

Wangyou: "."

Is this man really a robber?

Lied to the child.

She rolled her eyes elegantly, speechless, "Didn't you stop us, come and ask me what I want to do now, is it wrong?"

"Ah?" The man with the scar was surprised, when did he stop her.

Hey?and many more!

Wocao, they were robbing just now.

Robbery still.
Swallowing his saliva, he rolled his eyes in horror, looked at the woman with curved eyebrows in front of him, and then at the tall man who looked like a patron saint behind the woman.

Stiffly turning his gaze back to the bald head, they said in unison.

"Oh my god, I robbed the wrong person, run away."

Howling in their hearts, how could their luck be so bad.

The speed under his feet is not slow at all, and he complains while running.

They just ran for a while, looking at the scene in front of them that didn't seem to have changed much, the two were confused.

Looking down, he burst into tears.

"Boss, I was hung up, woo woo woo."

The scarred man glared at the bald man, tears streaming down his face, "I've been hung up too, woo woo woo."

Wangyou: "." She wanted to ask these people for help, is it really correct?
Looking back at Lang Mohan, Kaba asked silently with wide eyes.

Lang Mohan didn't get the meaning of Wangyou, thinking that she was very impatient with these people, and his breath suddenly became low.

The urgent pressure hit the two people who were hung up by the vines, and the two who were still howling were trembling for an instant and became quiet.

Watching this scene, Wangyou twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his head as if naturally.

"Cough cough." False coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment, looked at the two people in front again, and tried to make his voice sound gentle, "How about we make a deal?"

The man with the scar and the bald man who hugged each other tremblingly turned their heads, looked at Wangyou cowardly, and asked timidly.

"What deal, we are all good citizens, we can't do bloody and violent things."

Wangyou staggered and almost knelt down to these two shameless people.

This is definitely retribution, Fu Ao.

Spit out a turbid breath, it seems that the soft policy will not work, it can only be
With his hands on his hips, he said grimly: "If you don't do it, you have to do it."

With a wave of his hand, the vines tightened, and the man with the scar and the bald man immediately started yelling again.

"I was wrong, I did it, I did it, blah blah."

"Mama said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more cruel she is. You must be very beautiful. It is our honor to serve beautiful women. Ouch, it hurts."

"We'll be good, really, really."

Wangyou's face was stiff, how did these two become bandits, they were so stupid.

It's not that every time you rob others, you get robbed instead.

Zhou Dinglin and the others following behind couldn't help but stop laughing, these two people are so funny.

If you can enter the Ministry, it must be a big treasure.

Lang Mohan was fine, but his slightly gloomy face still showed his mood at the moment.

A little grumpy.

People who dare to please him, what do you want to do, rob him?
It's better to kill it.

The man with the scar and the bald man at the back were huddled together in fear.

Inadvertently looking at Shanglang Mohan's eyes, trembling like chaff, trembling lips trembling.

They didn't do anything, the feeling of wanting to destroy them humanely meant something.

They are so innocent, so obedient.

Let the bandits live.

Ceng Ceng Ceng moves to Wang You's side with difficulty, so as to block that penetrating sight.

It's just that as soon as he got close, he felt more evil.

He is obviously a big man with five big and three thick, but at the moment he looks like a little daughter-in-law, so pitiful.

Wangyou felt that his health must be too bad, and even his eyes had problems.

Looking away, he said in a hurry: "Go and buy me explosives, and then throw them all to the palace."

She was afraid of being slow and couldn't help but yelled at their ears, you are robbing, can you stop acting like a good woman, your eyes are hot.

"What?" The two people who were about to pretend to be dead suddenly exclaimed.

Buy dynamite and lose the palace.

God damn it, what is this for?

"We are good people, we don't do bad things, really."

The man with the scar had a righteous face, especially his righteous statement.

Wangyou laughed angrily, picked up the leaves of the vine and pulled them over, "Good people, I will let you be good people, let you be good people."

(End of this chapter)