Lord of all the people: Only I can summon the immortal troops

While Zhang Lu occupied Lijiabao and waited for the follow-up troops from the Immortal Domain to come and join together, Wen Zhong and two Taoists came to Tangyang City, the capital of the Yang Kingdom.

"Mr. Wen, how can we meet the monarch of the Sheep Kingdom?" One of the Taoist boys was a little confused. They were now in a teahouse in the city, but they were just subordinates of a small lord. How could we meet the monarch of the Sheep Kingdom? Agree to meet yourself?

"It doesn't matter, I have my own way." Wen Zhong took a sip of tea. Since he dared to assure Zhang Lu, he had great confidence.

He and the Taoist boy only talked in low voices, but the hearing of professionals is extremely sensitive. Two people at the next table actually heard their conversation. When they tested their strength, one was a third-level man and two were a second-level man. They even boasted that there was a way to see the sheep. The king of the country.

"Hahaha!"

They couldn't help laughing.

Among the three old, two and young people, the third-level kid is still somewhat interesting. After all, he is a genius. However, in the capital city of the Sheep Kingdom, there are only relatively few third-level geniuses in their teens. It is not unusual. Meeting the king is a long way off.

"You few country bumpkins, I wonder how you can meet His Majesty the King? Tell me and let me see you? Just because you are a bad old man who looks like he is about to die?"

A few people laughed a little, but they did not take action, because this is the capital of the Sheep Kingdom. It is normal to laugh at outsiders, but if they take action, the security team in the capital is not vegetarian, and the security team outside the door has been Ruoyouruowu focused his gaze on them.

"you!"

After all, Tao Tong was young and couldn't stand this kind of ridicule. They were just a few third-level and one fourth-level people. Together, the three of them were sure to take them down! He curled his hands into sword fingers and prepared to unsheath the flying sword, but Wen Zhong held him down.

"Young people, don't be so impulsive. Sometimes, don't worry so much with them. What can they gain by saying a few words? They are just having fun. Judging from their clothes, they should be other people's slaves." Wen Zhong looked at They have clan emblems tattooed on their bodies, but their clothes are not made of fine fabrics.

"After we finish our addiction, we still have to go back and live our own lives. A stranger who will never interact with us in the future will just say a few words and it will affect our mood. It's not worth it."

Wen Zhong blew on the tea and took a sip. His face was still calm, or in other words, he was waiting for something.

The third-level Taoist boy looked at Wen Zhong, understood Mr. Wen's hidden meaning, and calmed down. They came here with Zhang Lu's mission this time. If their impulsiveness ruined the master's affairs, , then he will blame himself.

Unexpectedly, after Wen Zhong finished speaking, one of those people turned red, as if he had been poked in the foot and stood up directly.

"What's wrong with the domestic slaves? We are the domestic slaves of General Ping's Mansion. Others can't even try to get in. How dare you, the outsiders from the countryside who don't know the world, how dare you?"

The man became more and more excited as he spoke, and even patted the table. His actions attracted the attention of the security team outside the teahouse, but they did not take action. It was just a quarrel, which was not a big deal in the Sheep Country.

Unexpectedly, after he blew up his house, Wen Zhong raised his head strangely and looked at them, "Are you the slaves of General Ping Liu Guang?"

"That's right, what? Are you scared? Our general is General Yang Guoping. I advise you to apologize and let the matter be over, otherwise."

"Then there's no problem." Wen Zhong reached out and touched Tao Tong's head, and then said: "Young people can't be too impatient, but sometimes, when others look down on you, you have to use your fists to shut them up."

After he said this, he pulled out his double whip and struck directly at the person who was laughing at them. The force was so powerful that he did not hold back at all.

"Be bold!"

They didn't expect that these people would dare to take action first. They were stunned for a moment. It was this moment that Wen Zhong slapped him directly on the face. The whole person flew out, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the stone wall of the teahouse was directly smashed. It flew out and rolled several times on the street before stopping.

But he was level four after all. Even if he was attacked without reacting for a moment, he was not seriously injured. He struggled and got up. He looked at Wen Zhong with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

When several members of the security team saw this, they winked at each other and made vague moves to surround the slave.

"You are looking for death!" Another slave was angry, pulled out a stick, and wanted to attack Wen Zhong, but just as he raised the stick in his hand, a flying sword flew out and directly knocked the stick away. Directly cut in half!

They are just domestic slaves, so they are not equipped with any good weapons. The only weapon that has entered the level is still in the hands of the fourth-level domestic slave, but he is on the street now, and the security team directly surrounded him. He neatly confiscated his weapon and grabbed him.

It was obvious that this was a side-step. It was not until Wen Zhong and Tao Tong joined forces to clean up all the remaining domestic slaves that they rushed into the teahouse and controlled Wen Zhong and others.

"I didn't expect that your level is not high, but your strength is not weak." A member of the security team stood in front of Wen Zhong, reaching out to collect their weapons.

At this time, Wen Zhong, who had just violently hit someone, returned to a calm look, as if he had not done it just now, and allowed the security team to take away his weapons.

In this way, Wen Zhong and the domestic slaves were all taken away by the security team, walked through the streets, and soon came to the cells of the Yangguo Public Security Department. The security team also thoughtfully detained them separately.

"Mr. Wen, can we see the monarch of the Sheep Kingdom here?" Tao Tong was a little worried. Just now he wanted to take Wen Zhong with his sword to escape from here, but Wen Zhong stopped him.

“Of course you can, just wait for the fish to take the bait. Remember, if you want to achieve a certain goal, the first thing is to understand the situation. Only after you understand the situation of the other party and yourself can you make the most effective judgment. "

Wen Zhong stood in the cell with an expression on his face. The walls and railings of this cell were made of special materials. Professionals below level five could not break through them. As for professionals above level five, arresting He will definitely be locked up in a tighter cell after he arrives.

"You are still talking about meeting His Majesty when you are about to die. If you offend General Ping, just wait for death!"

The house slaves opposite them yelled at them, saying that although General Ping's Mansion would definitely take them out, and Wen Zhong and the others were the ones who made the move first, they would inevitably be punished.

At this time, the door of the Public Security Department was opened, and a young voice sounded at the door, "Take those dogs from the General's Mansion out and teach them a lesson before letting them go."

Wen Zhong smiled meaningfully when he heard this voice.

"No, the fish is coming."

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