Chapter 1115: : The Lord of the Cruel Manor Strikes

After hearing this, Zhuang not far frowned.
The cruel atmosphere gathered around Zhuang not far away.
what did you say? Is this a place where farmers cannot come?
What kind of discrimination do you have?
These farmers, they are the people of the owner!
But Zhuang not far before he heard Hu Liuwa's little finger, "You are discriminating! Why can't farmers come in?"
"Hey, you little farmer, dare to refute? See I won't sell you!"
"Shh, Liuwa ..." Hu Sihu still shrank habitually, just wanting to bow and nodded, he was shocked when he heard Hu Liuwa's words, and quickly wanted to cover Hu Liuwa's mouth.
"Dad, we came back to Yijin, why were we bullied?" Liu Wa stood up, with the light of "hope of the whole village", and glared at the members of the self-help associations across the street: "Again. , The owner said! Any race has meaning, and no one is superior to other races. No one can despise our farmers! "
"Yes, we are here to return to Yijin!" After hearing Hu Liuwa's words, the fourth husband nodded subconsciously: "Yes, no one can despise us!"
And beside him, another voice sounded.
I don't know when, a few more farmers appeared behind the father and son.
"No one is entitled to discriminate against us!"
"Except the owner!"
"No one else!"
"What are these people?"
"Hit! Hit him!"
"Yes, cry him!"
Several self-help association members were furious when they heard that. Who are you?
"It's just a few peasants. It's so arrogant! Do you still want to hit me?" A self-help association member sneered. He moved his shoulders, raised his fists, and rattled. Let you know ... whoops! "
He had long been accustomed to the peasants' resignation, and never thought that the peasants would resist.
Even if it is rebellion, it is at best a mouthpiece, how dare you really do it?
He hadn't finished a word, and was suddenly punched in the eye.
The peasant's fist, although it does not have the alienated hammer of the hammer, has a bone spur, which is extremely hard. This time it hits the fragile eyes directly, but it hurts!
By this time, he still couldn't believe that the peasants dared to take action and screamed angrily, "Who dare hit me!"
"It's you who hit!" Another meteor-like fist fell.
The mouthless self-help association member failed to escape without saying that even several other people were involved in it and were overwhelmed by angry farmers.
Damn, I have a hard time taking a break. I still have to come here to return to my hometown and write 800 words at the end. Is it easy for us? Do you guys come to stop us? Don't want to live anymore?
The arrival of the stars in the Blue Stone Leaf attracted more attention than members of the Self-Help Association. The entire exile era was intricate and complicated, with various forces, forces, and races hidden. At this moment, the focus of all forces' attention, There is only one person, not far from Zhuang.
But they didn't expect that the first thing that went wrong was not Zhuang not far, but a few farmers.
Farmer from Blue Stone Leaf Manor.
They are also deeply wondering, do these peasants not have any awareness that they are at the bottom of the exile era?
Where does their confidence and self-esteem come from?
Wouldn't it be enough for the peasant to just crouch under the deck and cry? Where do I need self-esteem and self-confidence?
Several self-help association members, in fact, the combat effectiveness is not much higher than ordinary farmers, is the so-called double fist difficult to defeat the four hands, a mess of punches, even if the combat effectiveness is high, it is still beaten.
In a panic, a self-help association member sounded the siren.
"Beep--" A sharp siren went out.
A guard rushed over immediately: "Who is disrupting the order in the gold rush town!"
Several war dogs also flew over.
"Hurry them out!"
"No, stamp them! Stamp them!"
Several members of the self-help association who were beaten up screamed.
The war dog stayed in the air for a moment, and then the huge paw stepped in the air. This foot, at least, killed several dozen farmers.
At this moment, a creepy sensation came, as if there were some peerless beasts, staring at them, and the whole space seemed to freeze.
Powerful, brutal, and unbeatable!
Whether it is a war dog in the sky or several self-help association members who are desperately fleeing on the ground, they are still there, unable to move.
They dare not move, nor can they move.
It seems that if you move it, you will be swallowed up by that great being.
The farmers also turned their heads and looked towards the tavern.
Zhuang not walked out of the tavern slowly, and the farmers lowered their heads.
Zhuang not far out, pointed to the people in front of him, and just wanted to say something.
I heard a bang.
An electric light descended from the sky, flooding several self-help association members.
The electric light is like a slurry, splashing around. The members of these self-help associations were swallowed and annihilated by the electric light without even having a word.
"Boom boom boom!" A few explosions, the war dogs flying in the air, also exploded instantly, the debris splashed around, but before it splashed out, they were pinched by an invisible force. , Gathered in the air into a ball, turned into a pile of scrap iron.
That's electromagnetic force.
During the era of exile, electromagnetic forces exhibited extraordinary power.
"Uh ..." Zhuang raised his head not far away, and saw the white clouds tumbling in the sky. The cloud upward palace has descended above the gold rush town, covering the whole gold rush town.
A grand voice descended from the sky.
"Offensive to the owner's majesty, die!"
Old Brown was holding a megaphone and was yelling at him from below.
Zhuang not far didn't want to speak.
He was only going to teach these people, but he didn't plan to kill them directly.
Although he is a brutal manor, he is just here to find someone, isn't he?
Why did it suddenly become like this?
"Old Brown, stop!" Zhuang not far stopped Old Brown from continuing his attack, and said to a guard in a gold rush town: "Please tell your boss, I didn't mean it that way."
"..." The guard was silent.
"Forget it, you can show me your boss, who is in charge of Gold Rush?" Zhuang not far shook his head. "I'll explain it to him personally."
The guard pointed at the black powder.
Zhuang not far: "... No, these are? No, not this, who else?"
"It's all here, sir," said the guard.
Zhuang is far from speechless.
He blinked and blinked.
Always feel wrong?
Zhuang not far from the dregs, holding his chin, what should I do now?
Even Zhuang stayed not far away, let alone others.
Everyone was stunned watching the members of the self-help association that had been bombed to slag, and the entire leadership of the gold rush town was directly bombarded by Zhuang not far away?
And what was that dazzling electro-optic just now? Seems so powerful! Not to mention flesh and blood, even the war giants can't stand the shot!
Now how to do?
One looked around and the guard suddenly knelt down.
At this time, don't you beg for mercy quickly, waiting to be bombarded to the slag?
This action seems to have caused a chain reaction.
The other guards also hesitated and fell to the ground.
Some people did not kneel, but hesitated to back, then turned and ran.
Some of the patrolling war dogs ran away, turning around.
But the white cloud that enveloped the sky and sky left them with no way to escape.
"Wait, don't run ..." Zhuang not far away.
"Boom boom boom!" Several flashes of electricity flashed over again, and several running war dogs were bombed to the slag.
The remaining war dogs fell to the ground with a strong desire to survive.
In the sky, the electric light was condensed without dispersing, and it seemed that it was going to be split at any time.
"My lord lives!"
"Help, we all just hang around!"
"I beg your hand, please!"
The guards in the gold rush town shuddered.
A particularly clever guard suddenly yelled, "Welcome to the Lord Gold Rush Town!"
"Sworn allegiance to the Lord!"
"Adult humanities become martial arts ..."
Zhuang not far looked blank.
What happened?
who am I? where am I? What did i do
Why did I suddenly become the owner of Gold Rush Town?
Why do these guys in Gold Rush gather outside the tavern without saying a word?
Why was he shot and killed directly?
Why did these people surrender directly?
This is not my intention!
I just plan to visit and find someone ...
Some people still adore him very much.
Hu Liuwa, the peasant, looked at Zhuang not far away with admiration and admiration: "Master Zhuang is so handsome! When I grow up, I will be as powerful as Master Zhuang!"
Hu Laosi reached out and patted his head: "Don't dream!"
"No, Master Zhuang said, people must have dreams, once they have been realized?" Hu Liuwa's eyes flashed.
Hu Liuwa followed the crowd and shouted.
"The owner of the landlord becomes a martial art!"
"The lord of the lord ruled the rivers and lakes!"
"Master Zhuang is invincible!"
Zhuang not far away scratched his head again, then shook his head: "Forget it!"
Now that everything is down, keep it.
It's too late to regret it now.
The news of changing owners in the gold rush town spreads with crazy legs.
"The big treasurer of Blue Stone Ye Nei Xing soon knocked down the gold rush town!"
"Really, he killed all the members of the self-help association in Gold Rush!"
"Just a shot, you don't know how miserable the scene is!"
"Really, I saw it with my own eyes, and now Gold Rush Town is no longer Gold Rush Town, Gold Rush Town is already named Zhuang!"
It also brought a series of chain reactions.
Many businessmen are worried about the chaos in the gold rush town, or they will change course and evacuate the gold rush town.
Many adventurers who plan to come to the gold rush town, after hearing the news, also startled outside the gold rush town.
What they want is a neutral, stable supply rear, not a place that is biased like other towns, and it will depend on others' eyes when they go.
What's worse is that after going there, shouldn't it be that the sheep enter the tiger's mouth and be killed or robbed.
As the spread of the news spreads more and more, many people are full of doubts.
This message also passed into a small circle at the fastest speed.
In Lurong City, several manor owners of different races are drinking together.
They are the masters behind Lurong City, the owners of the heart of the crippled estate.
Probably because of race, these manor owners in Lurong City are less aggressive and have a good personal relationship with each other.
When the news came, they almost broke the glass.
"What? Zhuang not far broke the gold rush town?"
"No ... no, to my knowledge, Zhuang Beiyuan is not such a radical militant!"
"Zhuang not far is definitely a brutal manor! I have a henchman at the scene, and it is said that the atmosphere at the time was so dignified that people almost urinated their pants ..."
"These people are absolutely exaggerating. I don't believe Zhuang not far is the brutal manor ..."
"The facts are there, even if you don't believe me."
"Unfortunately, I thought he was a benevolent manor and wanted to pull him into our alliance ... his combat effectiveness is so strong, if it is a brutal manor, it may not be a good thing for the exile era ... "
"Young, ambitious, brutal, and amazing fighting ..." sighed an old cashmere manor. "I'm afraid the whole exile era is going to be bloody."
When someone sighs, someone is happy.
As the lords of the manor in Lurong City sighed, in another place, several seemingly fierce manors were discussing closely: "We are cruel alliance, I am afraid we need another general!"
"Hurry up, send someone to contact him and pull him into our alliance!"
"I've sent someone there. If you have this general, defeating those hypocrites is just around the corner!"
Of course, the news of the Exile era spreads far faster than the Earth, and these things happened a long time later.
At this moment, even Zhuang wouldn't think of how far-reaching and profound the impact of the attack on the gold rush town would be on the exile era.
Moreover, he did not want to capture the gold rush town at all!
At this moment, he was in a daze, taking over the town of gold rush.
Then his first order was to find the three camel caravan.
The three camel caravan, Jing Lao was holding a book and sighed.
There is no universal language in the era of exile ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but long-term business has still established a system and recording method.
As an experienced businessman, Lao Jing also has the habit of keeping accounts.
Although rude, he could still see that he had lost nothing this time.
"Well, what should I do?" Jing Lao felt that he was going back this way, fearing that he would be swallowed and stripped by his own life.
It's a loss!
Just then, several fierce soldiers rushed over.
"Which is the leader of the three camel caravan? Come with me!" "Well, what should I do?" Jing Lao felt that he would go back in such a way that he would be swallowed and stripped by his own life.
It's a loss!
Just then, several fierce soldiers rushed over.
"Which is the leader of the three camel caravan? Come with me!"