Brother Dao has been in Qingyunzhai for two years and three months.

It stands to reason that he is an old man.

And he himself thinks that he is skilled in swords and horses, and has made a lot of contributions to Qingyunzhai.

But he has not been appreciated and promoted by the three village owners, which makes him very dissatisfied.

As long as he is promoted to squad leader, the treatment will be completely different from that of ordinary bandits.

Whether it is the gold and silver shared, the food provided, it must be more and better than that of ordinary bandits, and more importantly, it will be accompanied by a woman with a good appearance.

Ordinary bandits like them can only dream of marrying a daughter-in-law.

The most ci ji time is when I go to attack the people in the town in the middle of the night, and I am hungry but extremely hastily open the meat.

How can these big and small bosses come to be happy?

Therefore, as soon as I heard the laughter of the leaders and women in the distance today, Brother Dao became angry.

He happened to see Long Qi dressed as Su Jian, and Fa Leng, who was not far away, and couldn't help but bully him.

Su Jian was not angry, he knew that he would show his horse's feet if he was not careful, so he obediently walked to Brother Dao's side, picked up the wine jug and poured wine into his wine glass.

"Long Qi! Lao Tzu asks you, is the little lady newly snatched by the master of Sanzhai beautiful today?" Brother Dao asked with a slanted gaze at Su Jian.

"Uh-huh!" Su Jian nodded repeatedly.

"What the hell do you mean, you're weird, can't you even fart?" Brother Dao was a little annoyed.

"Beautiful!" Su Jian said hesitantly.

He tried to make his voice as muffled as possible so as not to be recognized by someone who was really familiar with Long Qi.

"Do you want to marry her as a wife?" said Brother Dao with a smile.

"I don't want to," Su Jian said hesitantly.

Is this a joke? That's the woman appointed by the lord of Liuzhai.

"It's useless to think about a wreck like you, it's good that you can marry a sow in your life," Brother Dao scolded unremittingly.

It seems that only by belittling and insulting others can he make his heart feel better.

Su Jian didn't speak, turned around and wanted to leave.

He knew that Brother Dao was sincerely looking for fault, and once the matter became big and attracted everyone's attention, sooner or later his feet would be exposed, so it was better to try to avoid this person as much as possible.

"Good boy! Brother Dao didn't say to tell you to leave, you dare to go! Do you look down on Brother Dao?" Unexpectedly, Brother Dao suddenly stood up, grabbed Su Jian's collar, and asked menacingly.

Su Jian was entangled by him, but it was inconvenient for him to attack, so he just said lightly: "Let go of your hand!"

This sentence made Brother Dao stunned.

He definitely didn't expect that Long Qi, who had always been honest and silent, would dare to speak to him like this.

Several bandits next to him also coaxed on the side: "Brother Dao! Teach him a lesson! This kid Long Qi is very strange today!"

"What if Lao Tzu doesn't let you go?" Brother Dao wanted to swing his fist and punch Long Qi a few times to make him suffer.

First, he can show the aggrieved anger in his heart, and second, he can also be majestic in front of the bandits.

But his fist was raised high, and for some reason, he never had the courage to smash it.

Because he felt: a terrifying aura emanated from Long Qi's body.

Under Long Qi's gaze, he felt like a small and humble ant, being looked down upon by a lion and a tiger, and the king looked down on, which made him suddenly afraid.

"Ahem, you can't even beat one of his fingers, what kind of majesty are you shaking in front of him?" suddenly an old sigh sounded beside him.

It was an old bandit soldier over half a hundred years old, his face was full of wrinkles, and his figure was very thin and a little rickety.

He can no longer ride down the mountain to rob, so he can only be an old man in the cottage.

"Old fellow, I can't beat him, can I beat you?" Brother Dao was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get down, and the old man's words completely ignited his anger.

He let go of Su Jian, and instantly grabbed the old man's collar, and lifted him high above his head like a chicken.

"Young man, if you have the ability to get ahead, you can't be timid and afraid, otherwise you will never achieve your goal," the old man completely ignored his life and death, and did not beg for mercy from the aggressive Dao Brother.

He didn't even look at him, he just stared at Su Jian meaningfully and said.

"Old puppet, what are you talking nonsense about, shut up Lao Tzu!" Brother Dao was fierce, and he raised his hand to throw the old man into the air.

Like the old man's body, once he is thrown out by Brother Dao, he will definitely fall half to death.

There were bandits who watched the excitement and couldn't help but exclaim.

Brother Dao is making trouble on such a happy day, which is very disturbing. Isn't he afraid of the blame of the three village masters?

But the old man was not thrown away by him.

Instead, Brother Dao exclaimed and flew out upside down.

His figure flew straight up three or four feet high, made a graceful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground screaming.

He screamed because there was a sharp, hard stone waiting for his ass on the ground.

After all, Brother Dao is not a martial arts master, and he can't change his body shape and posture in the air, so his ass can't escape the punishment of the stone at all!

Oh!

This miserable howl, as if someone stabbed a pig in the ass with a sharp knife, that kind of poignancy and despair, hearing the bandits present, all of them were terrified.

It's as if the stone had done inhumane damage to their own ass.

Brother Dao bared his teeth and yelled, covering his ass and lying on the ground and rolling around, the kind of intense and sharp, deep pain that penetrated into the bone marrow was simply indescribable.

"Well, good! Young people have courage, and if they have courage, they will be able to make a difference!" the old man was unharmed, and he looked at Su Jian and exclaimed again and again.

The other bandits, however, did not see it that way.

"This kid dares to move the knife brother, it seems that he doesn't want to mix in the cottage. ”

"Although Brother Dao is not a big man, he is Captain Chen's right-hand man, hitting him is equivalent to slapping Captain Chen's face, Long Qi, this kid, is indeed enough to choke!"

“......”

While the bandits were talking to each other, Captain Chen really followed the sound and walked over.

"Knife, what's going on?" Captain Chen's face was pale golden, with a leopard's head and eyes, a wide mouth and cheeks, and he was tall and strong, he frowned and looked at Brother Dao who was lying on the ground and rolled straight and asked.

"Captain Chen! it was that kid Long Qi who hit me," Brother Dao pointed at Su Jian with his hand, "This person is a little weird, I remember that he wasn't so powerful before." ”

"Oh, your name is Long Qi?" Captain Chen looked at Long Qi's gaze, and quickly became fierce, "Do you know what the consequences will be if someone beats me?"

Captain Chen didn't recognize Long Qi.

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