Lu Fang took Jiang Zimo for a stroll inside the Chaling Army camp.
Constantly looking for trouble.
"Damn it! Stand still! You don't look like a soldier if you act like a fool!"
"Don't you say hello to me when you see me?"
"Hey! You! Come here and give me a present!"
Not even the soldiers on guard could escape his whip.
Lu Fang's riding whip could be whipped wherever he went. Every soldier he bumped into would be rewarded with several riding whips.
About ten minutes passed.
A stray general happened to bump into Lu Fang and Jiang Zimo.
He brought with him several soldiers in uniforms of captains, who seemed to have just returned from the camp and looked a little drunk.
It's the Xing Song Dynasty.
When Lu Fang came to the Chaling Army camp to borrow troops, he had some relationship with Lu Fang.
Seeing Lu Fang, Xing Song frowned. Then he turned his head to avoid it.
He still has some good eyesight.
It's a pity it's too late.
"Eh!"
Lu Fang seemed to have discovered prey and said to Xing Song: "Isn't this General Xing Piian? Where are you going?"
Xing Song had no choice but to turn around and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Lu."
"Oh!"
Lu Fang chuckled lightly and walked up to Xing Song and others, "General Xing Pian, have you gone out to drink?"
Xing Song did not answer.
Lu Fang tilted his head and said again: "If I remember correctly, while on duty in the military camp, it is against discipline to go out to drink without permission, right?"
Xing Song looked at Lu Fang, who had a cat-catching-mouse look in his eyes, and was mostly awake from alcohol.
I'm afraid this guy wants to cause trouble for himself.
Then he said: "Master Lu, I misunderstood. We just have a day off today."
"Really?"
Lu Fang glanced at a few people and said: "You are still wearing military uniforms during your rotation? General Xingpian must also think that I, Mr. Lu, are too easy to fool, right?"
Xing Song's face looked a little ugly.
Lu Fang's intention to cause trouble has become obvious.
In fact, drinking is not a big deal in the Chaling Army Camp.
Not to mention a partial general like him, even the soldiers below often go out drinking together, especially at night.
Even Yang Mao acquiesced.
There is no war to fight, so people like them are going to get moldy in the military camp?
"Mr. Lu, you are not from our Chaling Army. Do you want to interfere with our Chaling Army's affairs?"
After a moment of silence, Xing Song said.
He was afraid of Lu Liang, but he also wanted to save some face in front of his subordinates.
These captains are all with him.
"My brother asked me to go ahead and rectify the military discipline of your Chaling Army, okay?"
Lu Fang suddenly raised his voice and said, "Please stand by me! While on duty, you went out to drink without permission! What's the crime?"
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Zimo beside him.
Jiang Zimo was stunned.
He knows shit!
He had only been working as a clerk with Lu Liang for a few days, and most of the time he was practicing calligraphy.
Lu Fang looked at Xing Song again, "General Xing Pian, tell yourself what the crime should be!"
Xing Song's face turned faintly blue, and he squinted and said, "Master Lu, you are not a member of the military. I'm afraid you are not qualified to rectify military discipline on behalf of the emperor, right?"
Lu Fang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "If I say yes, then there is."
He rubbed the riding crop in his hand again, "But I still have to give you some points for punishing you. Hey, I'll just whip you a few times and that's it!"
"The hatred value from Xing Song is 77!"
Xing Song's face turned dark.
You don't slap someone in the face, do you call this giving face?
He is also a partial general!
A serious military commander with an official position.
"If the envoy wants to punish me, Xing will accept the punishment. But Mr. Lu, you... are not qualified to punish me."
"Really?"
Lu Fang said no more, swung his horsewhip and whipped it towards Xing Song.
You are being punished just because you are not qualified.
If you are qualified, is it still interesting?
But this riding whip was caught by Xing Song, "Lu Fang! Don't go too far! Otherwise, don't blame me for not wanting to win the favor of the envoy!"
He is also a martial artist.
And he has seven levels of cultivation.
Under the influence of alcohol, I can't think too much.
As long as Lu Fang is not hurt, the general capital system will always be able to protect itself, right?
Furthermore, the recruiting envoy does not have the power of life and death like them. Even if he is deposed, he has to find a crime.
"Yo! You dare to fight back?"
What Xing Song didn't expect was that Lu Fang would dare to fight with him, a seventh-level martial artist.
Lu Fang released his riding whip and rushed directly towards Xing Song. He used his tiger fist and hit Xing Song in the face.
This guy is trying to take the opportunity to cause trouble!
Just as Xing Song was about to fight back, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
From the time Lu Fang came to Chaling Army to borrow troops and successfully wiped out the bandits in You County, he knew that Lu Fang was definitely not a simple person.
At least he's definitely not as idiotic as he appears on the surface.
Then there is only one reason why he dares to take action!
That is to take the opportunity to make things worse.
Xing Song forcefully retracted his fist.
Just because of this stunned look, Lu Fang punched him in the eye.
"ah!"
This punch is very heavy.
Xing Song couldn't help but scream in pain.
The eye sockets were smashed.
Blood quickly blurred his vision.
But Lu Fang's fists and kicks have not stopped yet.
Xing Song was breathing heavily.
I just felt a surge of anger spreading from my chest to my head.
But the idea that just popped up in his mind finally made him dare not fight back, and he just dodged again and again.
As for the captains of the soldiers nearby, they didn't dare to fight back when they saw their generals, so they didn't dare to take the lead either. Only one of them was smart and hurriedly ran to Yang Mao's yard.
Lu Fang used the Tiger Fist back and forth twice.
I can't help but sigh in my heart.
My own cultivation and boxing skills are still too weak.
Without a sword, even a seventh-grade martial artist like Lian Xingsong would not be able to deal with him.
But if you suppress Xing Song in this way, the harvest will be pretty good.
"The hatred from Xing Song is worth 55!"
"The hatred from Xing Song is worth 55!"
"The hatred from Xing Song is worth 55!"
"From..."
The deflated Xing Song and the several soldier commanders were furious, and their hatred value kept rising.
Although the values are not high, the accumulation is still considerable.
"Master Lu! Master Lu!"
Until a shout suddenly came from behind.
The soldier commander who went to report the incident hurried over with Yu Bei.
Lu Fang stopped and looked back.
Yu Bei ran up to him and said in a low voice: "Master Lu, please give me some face for my brothers and stop making trouble for them, okay?"
He also couldn't laugh or cry.
Based on his understanding of Lu Fang, he really never expected that Lu Fang would do such a thing in the Chaling Army camp.
Such methods are simply child's play!
How did Lu Fang become so immature?
Lu Fang spoke righteously, "General Yu, I am enforcing military law on my brother's behalf."
"Yes, yes."
Yu Bei laughed repeatedly, looked at Xing Song, whose eyes were still bleeding and his face turned dark, and said: "But this is a beating, forget it, how about going to my brother's place for a drink?"
Then he whispered: "I will send someone to the city immediately to find two young ladies."