Got home
"Isn't it just right to continue to sleep when we get home?" The little guy was obviously very reluctant to get off Qianye's body, even though she had grown up a lot now, but it's only been a few days, and she still has the heart of a little girl.
Qianye was very patient and said, "But our house is a bit messy now, and we need to clean it up."
"Isn't there a cleaning person? Oh, is it going to fight?" The little guy immediately became energetic. For her now, the three most interesting things in life are eating, sleeping and fighting.
"It's about fighting, but be careful, don't kill casually, and in our own home, we can't spray poison, you understand?"
"Why can't you spray poison? If you don't spray poison in a fight, your throat will always feel itchy."
Qianye couldn't laugh or cry. The little guy's obvious talent began to awaken, and he became more and more proficient in using poison, and he wanted to use it instinctively. In addition, the venom has accumulated a lot, and it seems that it needs to be poured out. But little Zhuji's poison can change the color of the mysterious existence in the pool of living beings. When she sprayed this venom, she instantly became a dead end for several miles around. How could it be used in Nanqing City where Qianye Foundation is located.
"Even Count Stuka will be poisoned to death by her, right?" Qianye thought.
As the real blood father of little Zhuji, the only thing Earl Stuka can do is poison. But his virulence can be resisted by even a strong human race, and he is not at the same level as little Zhu Ji. So Song Zining often suspected that little Zhuji had nothing to do with Stuka at all, but was just placed in the incubator for unknown reasons.
After repeatedly instructing little Zhuji not to spray poison, Qianye took her and walked towards Nanqingcheng.
Nanqing City is still busy with traffic, and there are convoys of trucks passing in and out of the city gate from time to time, showing a bustling business scene. But in Qianye's eyes, compared to when he left, Nan Qingcheng was much depressed. Moreover, most of the convoys entering and exiting were under the banner of commercial firms, and no dark-fired trucks were seen entering and exiting.
There were not many people and vehicles on the road at this moment, and the defenders at the top of the city saw Qianye and Zhu Ji from a long distance away. It doesn't matter if you don't want to pay attention, Qianye walked in the middle of the avenue grandly with Zhu Ji. Even if a truck is coming, you have to give way to him.
The person in charge of looking out on the top of the city was an old soldier. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, stared at Qianye for a long time, took out his binoculars, and suddenly dropped the binoculars, shouting, "It's Qianye! Qianye is back!" Now! Hurry up, close the city gates! Ring the bell! Go ring the bell!"
The city was in chaos in an instant, and everyone ran around like frightened rabbits. The person in charge of ringing the bell was too flustered and slipped his hands several times, causing the hammer to fall. It took a little effort before the alarm bell rang. The sound of the bell fluctuates from strong to weak, and there is no hierarchical rhythm. It is clear that the heart of the bell ringer is trembling and soft, so the rhythm is struck.
It is easy to ring the bell, but it takes more work to close the city gate. The gates of Nanqingcheng also adopted a mechanical structure driven by steam power. Since Song Zining came, it was changed to be directly powered by the power tower. Without mechanical assistance, the two tens of tons of gates could not be closed or opened no matter what.
Nanqing City is now a place for business in all directions, and there are dark fire mercenaries in the city, and there are many strong people sitting in the city, how can there be blind bandits who dare to come here to rob.
But with the power tower as the power supply, there is no need for the strong to use brute force, no matter how difficult the city gate is, it is just a matter of flipping a few switches. But now the alarm bell rang several times, and the sergeants who went to close the city gates had been gone for a long time, and the two city gates were still silent and closed.
The officer in charge of guarding the gate had already rushed to the top of the city, shouting: "What's going on! The gate has not been closed yet, and everyone is dead? If it is a moment later, when that person comes in, do you still want to survive? "
The officer roared for a while, but a group of veterans on the tower had weird expressions and showed no signs of moving. The officer was about to get angry, but the adjutant next to him quietly tugged on his sleeve, and whispered: "My lord, is this door really going to be closed?"
"Do you want to court death if you don't close the city gate?"
The adjutant said: "It's because the brothers don't want to die, so this door can't be closed."
The officer was taken aback, "Why?"
The adjutant said: "This city wall and gate are also useful to us people. If we really meet the Lord, can we stop it? Once the gate is closed, we will show our hostility. That one, But they kill people without blinking an eye. Many brothers here participated in the mercenary battle back then, and they were all terrified of being killed, so they simply surrendered."
"Is that the war that killed tens of thousands of people?" The officer's face turned pale.
"It's not that exaggerated, but it's definitely a lot."
"Then what should we do? The bell has already struck!" The officer really panicked.
"It's okay to ring the bell, but it's okay to close the door. If that person wants to vent his anger, those of us who closed the door will bear the brunt of it!"
The officer finally understood, and ordered repeatedly: "Quickly go and inform those gentlemen in the city, and ring the bell again, ring the bell hard, and make sure those gentlemen hear it!"
As a result, the alarm bell rang more urgently and densely, and it rang throughout Nanqing City. There was a sudden panic in the city, and soldiers and horses were mobilized in the blink of an eye. The reaction was not unpleasant.
But the city gate in front of Qianye was always open. Not only was the gate of the city not closed, but none of the defenders on the top of the city were seen. They all shrank behind the walls or in the towers, not daring to show their faces at all.
In this way, how could Qianye not know that something happened in Nanqing City? He sneered, but Song Zining really hit the spot. Just looking at the chaos, it seems that the city is not monolithic, at least the guy who wants to swallow Nanqingcheng doesn't really control the situation.
Qianye slowly lifted into the sky, hovering above the city tower, looking down at the entire Nanqing City from a high position, and said: "I am Qianye. Now that I have returned from the maelstrom, no matter what happened during this period, those who should not stay in Guys here, I will give you one last chance to leave immediately and save your life."
Qianye's voice was not very loud, but it rang in everyone's ears, as if he was standing beside him and talking. Ordinary people are amazed, but the faces of many strong people in the city have changed drastically, and many people even have fear. It is not difficult to spread the sound to the whole city, the difficulty is to have the same volume everywhere. If you think about it carefully, the power to control the force behind this is really terrifying.
In addition, those who are familiar with Qianye know that he used to be quiet, and even often hidden from the crowd. In the past in Nanqingcheng, Song Zining and Ji Tianqing were usually the ones who came forward to take charge. But when he came back this time, his style of conduct changed drastically. Those words seemed generous, but the neutral ground was a blood-stained ground. Everyone was a desperado, and the best thing was to save face. Even those who wanted to sneak away, upon hearing Qianye's words, would most likely stay and fight. If you leave like this, you will never look up again.
Several people sighed even more when they thought of the person who lived in the original Darkfire headquarters at this moment.
As soon as Qianye finished speaking, a gloomy voice sounded: "How courageous! What are you, giving us one last chance?"
A figure flew into the sky from below and stood opposite Qianye. This is a man in his thirties. In fact, his real face is still very young, but the eye circles are a little dark and haggard, and he looks far older than his real age.
Four more figures flew from all directions, standing in an arc, guarding the young man among them.
As soon as the four of them arrived, the young man immediately became flamboyant. First, he let out a series of maniacal laughs, and then he pointed at Qianye and said, "You, tell me, what kind of thing are you? Dare to speak wildly here? Let me tell you clearly, I have taken a fancy to this city, and I want it, what can you do? Ah? Talk, what can you do?"
The young man's hand was almost on Qianye's nose, but Qianye remained calm and asked calmly, "How are those people in the dark fire?"
The young man said disdainfully: "What else can I do? Most of them obeyed, a few were locked up, and a few were stubbornly cut off. Hey, what is the first mercenary regiment, I didn't kill a few, Isn’t it just a surrender? But your mercenary regiment is not very well trained, and there are not many decent-looking ones in it, which made the young master and I feel unreal during this time, and I have to have fun in the city’s business houses.”
Qianye ignored his provocation, and asked again: "What about those firms and workshops that are directly under the Dark Fire?"
The young man laughed loudly and said, "Even mercenaries don't have a few hard bones. Do you still count on these merchants and craftsmen? They are dogs. Whoever throws a bone is the master."
"That is to say, they all followed you?"
"Of course, they all swore poisonous oaths." The young man said proudly.
Qianye let out a breath, his tense face finally relaxed a little, his eyes swept over the four people standing behind the young man, and said indifferently: "These four are your guards?"
"So what? Use your dog's brain to think about it, Ben Shao can afford such a guard, what is his identity..."
He was interrupted by Qianye before he finished speaking, "They are a little weaker, let me test it for you."
While speaking, Qianye jumped forward, and punched one of the big men with bushy beards in a normal way.
This punch was neither fast nor fierce, and even the fluctuations in the original force were mediocre, so there was no martial arts at all. That bearded man himself is good at boxing and physical skills, he immediately let out a sneer, shouted violently, thunder roared all over his body, he smashed the mountains and rivers with his fist, and slammed towards Qianye's fist!
The punch was so fast that it hit Qianye's fist in an instant. In terms of fist size alone, the giant palm of the bearded man is twice as big as Qianye's, and his aura is even more powerful than Qianye's.
The surrounding audience subconsciously opened their mouths wide and prepared to exclaim, even if Qianye's arm was discounted on the spot, it would not be surprising.
The moment the two fists collided, the bearded man immediately sent overwhelming force into Qianye's body. However, his grim smile froze immediately, the so-called great force was rushing into Qianye's body, and immediately bumped into the whole fist head-on!
All the so-called great strength was knocked back, more than that, the fist was also pressed down. The bearded man didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body exploded into blood mist.
Without stopping, Qianye threw another light punch at the next target.