Put it in front of you.

No one dared to pull it off.

"Clang!" At this time, the three-foot long sword inserted into the soil was pulled out in the most inconspicuous corner.

Erwazi tried hard to lift it up and shouted with tears: "Big brother, I have a habit! I dare to resist!"

If a child of eight or nine years old dares to draw his sword, will he still have to be cowardly for the rest of his life?

"Clang!"

The young man in his early twenties drew his sword and raised it up and said, "Everyone will fight into the Huang Mansion together and take back what belongs to us!"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was full of emotions.

"Clang clang clang!"

Swords were drawn out, and a poor man was furious. He rushed into the Huang Mansion under the leadership of the young man and Erwazi. The Huang family warrior stood there in a daze and dared not stop it, because these ordinary people gathered together, and the explosive momentum made them frightened!

"There is still a rescue."

Chen Qianqiu said with satisfaction.

There is never a shortage of people who dare to resist in this world, but what is lacking is a shout.

The poor people seized their own things in the Huang Mansion. When he walked out of the city, the special energy in his body was much stronger, so he guessed: "Is he rewarded for helping them resist their fate?"

"Master." Tie Dazhu carried the unconscious Huang Shiren and said, "What should I do with this guy?"

"Send him to the road."

"good!"

Tie Dazhu put down Huang Shiren, pressed his legs against his legs, and walked on the road step by step.
Chapter completed!