The greatest hero! One sentence makes the King of Tang’s mind hot.

"Well said it, if you don't say it today, I can't reply to this taste." Tang Daxia slapped his thigh hard: "What is a real hero? Being a national position and the people is the greatest hero. I understand that the things I did in the past are all small things about sesame and mung beans. It would be more than 100 pounds to be a hero king..."

The King of Tang, Tang, was also very generous and stood up with great enthusiasm and said, "Eliminating bullies and punishing corrupt officials is just a little hero. This time I want to be a real hero. Brothers, I am willing to leave a note in history books to go to Nanjing and have a fight with those turtles and turtles? Let our Ming Dynasty orthodox friends and future generations know what the real hero should do..."

Which of these heroes who are wandering on the edge of society is not passionate? Which one does not take the role of chivalrous and righteousness as their own responsibility? I always thought that fighting thieves was the most powerful feat. Only after Li Si said this, he knew what the heroine was the greatest hero.

If the orthodox position could be brought back to the crown prince, these men would not really like the rewards of high officials and generous salaries. This "heroine" is more bloody than rewards.

He shouted: "That's it. I'll save the prince to Nanjing. Our brothers from the Tiger Gang will be the heroes who leave their names in history."

"The brothers from the Cao Gang and the Yan Gang in Nanjing City have all been to the door and I will contact them later..."

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These simple and rough men were quickly incited by Li Si, and were placed there with the right name, screaming and taking action.

"The great hero... The great hero..." The old charlatan Wei Wuya, who was standing beside him, carefully pondered Li Si's famous saying. No matter from which angle, this sentence was incisive and profound. He couldn't help but stretch out his thumb to praise: "Okay, it's really good. It's more clever than my old Wei's kung fu. I'm really convinced."

When it comes to fooling people, Wei Wuya considers himself a genius, and there are not a thousand fools he has deceived, at least eight hundred.

In terms of overall situation, the old charlatan believes that he is not as good as Li Si, but when it comes to fooling others, Wei Wuya believes that he is slightly better than Li Si.

Unexpectedly, when Li Si said "The Greatest Heroes" and the King of Tang and others were clamoring for a long time, they were much more skillful than chanting for a long time.

"I'm a lie? I'm pointing the way for them. After making it, these heroes in the world can still leave their names in history!" Li Si cursed with a smile: "Your methods of coaxing and deceiving are lie. I'm the right way, so you're just a charlatan..."

"Just let's be a charlatan. The great Han Emperor Gaozu was just a village gangster. He did the feat of killing the white snake and singing the wind? So, heroes are not afraid of being of low birth..." The old charlatan's posture was very funny.

"You still want to be a hero?" Li Si looked at the joke and suddenly looked solemn: "Old Wei, haven't you always wanted a serious title?"

What the old charlatan is most looking forward to is to be recognized by Li Si and be a formal military advisor to the death army, but this wish has never been fulfilled.

"What? I want to hire me, Old Wei, as the chief staff? That's fine. Let's discuss it first. I don't care about the amount of funds, but this formal military advisor cannot escape..." Wei Wuya's moist star could fly five feet away, and proudly talked to Li Si about the conditions.

"Military advisor? You think so beautifully. Such a good thing will not fall on you." Li Sida laughed and interrupted Wei Wuya's dream of military advisor: "The military envoy to die, is this good name?"

"How many qualities?"

"Not good, it's just a title we have created ourselves. If you want a good official position, go find the prince, don't come to me."

Prince? Wei Wuya knows better than anyone who is the real master of the army to die or the prince: "Okay, if you don't have any good things, you don't have good things."

Although he has no grade, he was officially recognized by the army to die. He will be a formal member of the army to die in the future. The old charlatan is also happy.

As long as you have a job title first, the military advisor's seat will be pinched with a handful of hand and you will definitely not be able to escape.

"By the way, what is this Xuanwei Gang doing?"
Chapter completed!