Chapter 307: The trapped killing in the city

In the tent of the spear-armored wine shop, Banxian looked at the shopkeeper Mao who was eating green blood while slowly eating, with a calm and enjoying look on his face, and his words were no longer as decent as before.

"Shopkeeper Mao, are you still not taking action? Just watch the border brothers being slaughtered by the Tartars!"

"The nine tatars in the pass are all betting and mobilizing their troops to attack Beiguan. There are nearly 200,000 tatars outside the pass. The warriors of the Falcon-level Perfect Realm are just so arrogant and are they in the pass. Are you blind in the spear-armored wine shop? You can't see it like this!"

"Why don't you take action? Are you not the Five Sheep Border Army?"

"If the Five Sheep no longer exists, is it necessary for your Spear Armor Tavern to exist? If so, why should I obey Spear Armor Tavern like this!"

When the Banxian was facing the aggressive questioning of Banxian, the shopkeeper Mao looked calm and still hunched over. He gently pinched the wine cup with his fingers, and ate his own wine leisurely. He didn't care about the almost devouring eyes of the three of them and replied in a plain tone.

"Lu Wangchen, your nickname is Banxian. It seems that your nickname is given to you by me, the old guy. Banxian, treat his seniors more respectfully, and this should not be the attitude."

"As for the little Tartars, Hai Rigu, they still know the rules. There are twelve warriors in the perfect realm in the pass, including two of the great perfect realm and ten of the perfect realm. From beginning to end, the twelve of his twelve people did not take action, so there was naturally no reason to take action."

As he was talking, the shopkeeper Mao frowned instantly and said in a low tone: "No, it can be considered a move, but I just opened the jar of green blood, so it would be a pity if I didn't drink it."

Lu Banxian, Bai Dian, and Zhang Jian were you looking at me, and I looked at me, helpless. The Peak Armored Wine Store protects Wu Yang, but it is not affiliated with Wu Yang. Even if the two governors from the Wu Yang Governor's Office arrived in person, they had no choice but to take the Peak Armored Wine Store. If the shopkeeper Mao didn't speak, they had no right to intervene, and they were even less able to intervene.

The Spear Armored Salon, the Spear Armored Salon is the last foundation to protect the Wuyang border. The Spear Armored Salon only obeys the orders of the Spear Armored Salon Mao shopkeeper, and the only one in the Wuyang Pass who knows the true identity of other Spear Armored Salon Mao. In other words, even if the real Five Sheep Divine Armor is in the hands of the Dianfang, Banxian and others can't avoid the Mao shopkeeper Mao anyway.

Seeing that it was so hard that it could only be soft. Even if he made up his mind to act with emotion and reason, Bai Dian was not polite at all. The elegance of elegance disappeared, his face was ferocious, and his words were even more ruthless than half-immortals.

"Senior Mao, the old soldiers of the spear armor were all from the old soldiers of the border army, so naturally they didn't want to see the Wuyang border fall into the hands of the Tartars. Otherwise, what's the significance of the seniors fighting for their lives and bleeding and sacrificing their lives!"

"Since the autumn of last year, there have been constant wars and fighting. The Wuyang border army has retreated one after another. First, Beiguan was seized, and then the inner gate was occupied by the Tartars. We can only retreat to the Nanguan. Even so, we have never asked our predecessors for anything. Now, the only remaining Blood Wolf Army camp under Wuyang has recaptured Beiguan, but it is facing a dangerous situation of attack from north to south. There are nearly 200,000 Tartars under Nanguan. Nanguan is really in an embarrassing situation where the oil is exhausted and the lights are dry and there is no army to adjust."

"If we were really fighting among ordinary soldiers, the three of us wouldn't have been to the restaurant to bother Senior Mau. Now it's the Tartar Falcon-level Warriors who took action, and it's the Tartars who violated the agreement first!"

"I don't know why I didn't take action. Could it be that the leisure of time has really wiped out the passion in my hearts? Or is it that the Spear Armor Tavern really does not have the need to exist in Wuyang?"

"Senior, Wuyang belongs to the Wuyang border soldiers, and those old soldiers who guard the northern border of the Divine Bird and guard the northern border of the Xia tribe!"

Manager Mao was finally moved by Bai Dian's scolding. His fingers holding the wine cup stopped in the air, and his expression gradually solidified. As his eyes narrowed, wrinkles on his face instantly began to accumulate in the corners of his eyes. A solemn aura instantly began to spread in the wine shop. His plain words were full of murderous intent: "Baishou, as Wendian, the real Wuyang Border Army, you must be responsible for what you say."

"Bai Summary, no one has called me for many years." Bai Dian was not showing any weakness, and seemed to have never taken the threat of the shopkeeper Mao seriously. He responded with a strong response and said in a tit-for-tat way: "Old Gou, we respect the Peak Armor Restaurant and call you Mao Store. This is what I, Bai Fan, said, "Pu Armor Restaurant cannot protect the Five Sheep, so naturally there is no need to exist and disappear. Even if my Five Sheep Barrier has shed all his blood, we must use our hot blood and strong bones to build a flesh-and-blood city for the Five Sheep and the Xia tribe."

"After this battle, if we survive by chance, I, Bai Fan, will definitely drive the spear-armored wine shop away from Wuyang Pass in the name of the old soldiers of the Wuyang border army. It will take a hundred years, thousands of years, ten thousand years or even longer, and will never enter Wuyang Pass again!"

"This is what I, Bai Fan, said by an old border soldier, is loud and loud!"

The atmosphere in the winery was solemn and terrifyingly silent. The anger in the eyes of the shopkeeper Mao continued for a long time before it disappeared. Everything was as usual, as if it did not take Bai Dian's questioning and threat to heart, but he looked at Banxian and Zhang Jian with a weird look, and asked sarcastically: "Where are you two?"

"What Bai Dian said is what I mean." Zhang Jian replied without hesitation.

Zhang Jian's response obviously made Manager Mao extremely angry. His eyes turned to Banxian's immortal, and his eyes turned into extremely sharp blades. Banxian was in charge of the battlefield, and how could the veterans on the battlefield who were rolling out of the mountain of corpses and blood, take these murderous intentions seriously? He even sneered and sarcastically: "Shopkeeper Mao, without the recognition of the Wuyang Border Army, you are just ordinary old border soldiers in Wuyang Pass. If you leave Wuyang Pass, you will be a lonely old man waiting to be buried in the soil. You know each other's roots and bottom points. There is no need to do this in front of the three of us."

The words of Banxian made the shopkeeper Mao no longer calm. His profound eyes seemed to stare at Banxian unintentionally and asked casually: "Okay, okay... Banxian, you are really worthy of the nickname "banxian". It seems that you know a lot. I really underestimate you!"

"Old Gou He really gives you a face! They are all soldiers guarding the border. Now you are a master of warriors in front of us, looking light and calm. Is it necessary? Who among us here, who is not an old soldier who has been guarding the border for most of his life? Is it interesting? He Lao Gou, tell me, are you still the immortal old soldier who is struggling in the blood nest and crawling out of the pile of corpses? He also threatens us, are you still brave enough to fight to the death now?" Banxian cursed directly, and waved his right arm and swept the wine cup in the handmaster Mao's hand and the wine jar on the table in front of him to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

Green blood sprinkled all over the ground, and its unique aroma of wine instantly spread throughout the wine shop. The waste of wine made the shopkeeper Mao angry. The murderous intent in his eyes at the half-immortal was almost substantial: "Lu Yezhong, don't force me, don't rely on you as the adopted son of the previous shopkeeper Mao, you can do whatever you want in the wine shopkeeper. Don't forget that I am a warrior in the innate Great Perfection Realm. In Wuyang Pass, I am invincible in the realm of the Grand Master!"
Chapter completed!