Chapter 615: When the shot is shot, (1)

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Lu Shaoqing shook his head. "There is no news on Song Yuan. The people outside have been squandering for half a day. Song Yuan does not seem to have a plan."
The monsoon smoke nodded slightly. She stood up from the chair, and Ling He and Lu Shaoqing's eyes immediately concentrated on the monsoon smoke.
"How is the general going to deal with this?" Lu Shaoqing looked at the monsoon smoke. At this time, he had already thought about it. This time, the mass death of the people was absolutely inseparable from Song Yuan, but now it depends on how the monsoon smoke is handled. this matter.
Once it is not handled properly, it will arouse the greater resentment of the people of Pingcheng, which is very unfavorable to them.
The monsoon smoke smiled a little, and said nothing, just walking outside.
In the small courtyard where the monsoon smoke is located, many soldiers of the Wolf Legion Corps stood. After they were attacked by the people, they rushed to the monsoon smoke. Almost everyone’s head was hung with color, and the blood flowed down the wound. .
When the monsoon smoke appeared, all the soldiers immediately began to look at the monsoon smoke.
"General."
The low voice reveals the low heart of the soldiers at the moment.
They did not think that after they entered the army, they were injured for the first time. The murderers were not the Yaozu, but they were the people they wanted to protect.
In this case, it is true that some of the new recruits who have just entered the military camp are very wrong.
"Are you still handed?" The monsoon smoke looked at the soldiers who were hanging on the body.
The soldiers glanced at each other and shook their heads in a downcast manner.
"General, we didn't do it with them, we wanted to explain to them, things are not what we did, but they didn't listen at all, and they saw people." A young recruit succumbed to the wounds on his head. .
The monsoon smoked his shoulders and then walked out the door. The soldiers of the Wolf Legion looked at the monsoon smoke and walked away.
Outside the closed door, a series of crashes sounded one after another, and people outside the street found all their fears and uneasiness.
The monsoon smoke indicated that Linghe opened the door, and Linghe hesitated for a moment, which slowly opened the door.
The door had just opened a seam, a few stones, and flew straight along the door.
"The general is careful!" Lu Shaoqing's face was white, and he quickly reached for the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke raised his hand and blocked Lu Shaoqing's movements, and he opened the door with one foot.
The door suddenly opened, and the people standing on the opposite roof of the house saw that someone came out from the inside, and now the more powerful, the brain will be broken and rotten, and go to the monsoon smoke coming out of the door!
The soldiers of the Wolf Legion on the side looked at the eyes and the eyes were red.
Of course...
The monsoon smoke looked at the oncoming flying stones, and the eyes were slightly cold.
In an instant, an invisible ray of light shrouded the entire body of the monsoon smoke. All the flying stones stopped at a distance from the monsoon smoke. They seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell. On the ground, even the corners of the monsoon smoke did not touch half an inch.
This scene was seen by the people outside. They subconsciously opened their eyes and prepared to throw stones again. The eyes of the monsoon smoke swept through them.
However, it is an understatement, but those who have been swept by the monsoon smoke only feel that their backs are suddenly cold, and the hands of the stone are frozen in the air.