Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 85;

"not good!"

He wanted to keep his distance, and waited until the follow-up troops caught up. Liu Butou, who was trying to capture Fang Ping, saw Fang Ping rushing towards him, and his expression changed drastically.

Based on the analysis of the series of information he has, Fang Ping is not a character who can be captured casually. The strength of the seventh rank of martial arts, even the middle third rank.There is a reason for this.

Liu Butou carefully investigated Fang Ping and found many clues.

Combined with the dictation of several guards who survived the friction between Fang Ping and the county magistrate that day, the sixth sense accumulated over the years of handling the case told Liu Butou that the boy in his eyes was an extremely dangerous and mysterious existence.

Although Liu Butou is also at the seventh rank of martial arts, but as he grows older, his vitality and blood decline, and he will retire in a few years. If it wasn't for the death order issued by the Chancellor of Shanyang County, forcing him to capture Fang Ping and give him back With a thousand county soldiers and hundreds of yamen servants dispatched quickly, he would not chase Fang Ping on the ground full of food.

"Sorry-"

The alien BMW rushed like lightning, carrying Fang Ping on its back in an instant and arrived at a position more than ten meters in front of Liu Tutou.Fang Ping, who was riding on horseback, asked with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "What? Do you really want to be an enemy of Fang?"

Liu Butou couldn't hear the meaning behind his words, but the matter has come to this point, he has no way out, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Fang is serious, I am also in the Jianghu, I can't help myself."

"The magistrate of the county suspects that you are the chief culprit who killed the young master, and asked me to capture you by name."

"Brother Fang, if you are innocent, then go back with the arrester and make it clear. You are not afraid of the shadow. The county magistrate is aware of the details. This arrester can guarantee that there will be no torture or torture to extract a confession."

"Alright then." Fang Ping nodded.

Liu Butou was overjoyed, did he agree to return to the government office with him?
"Not today." Fang Ping glanced at the more than a hundred entry-level yamen servants who were chasing up with Liu Butou, and said with fading interest: "Come back, this number of people is not enough for Fang to arrest without a fight."

More than a hundred entry-level yamen servants looked at each other, some were surprised and some were angry.

How arrogant!Alone, in the face of hundreds of entry-level yamen servants, he actually uttered such confident big words.

Liu Butou looked solemnly, he glanced at the exotic BMW under Fang Ping's crotch, and at the Fang Tian painted halberd in Fang Ping's hand, he thought of a person in his mind: Lianjiabao Lianfeihu.

The news about Lianjiabao being annihilated by the imperial court was known to everyone in Shanyang County.

When Lian Feihu was alive, he was an incomparable figure in Shanyang County. At a young age, he had a powerful force that surpassed the older generation of masters in Shanyang County. BMW, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Afraid to think deeply about everything, there is no four or two weights if you don't weigh it, and you can't beat a thousand catties if you weigh it.

"I understand Brother Fang's feelings, but you still want me to go back and have an explanation?" Liu Butou felt that the hint was not enough, and added: "The county magistrate gave me a thousand county soldiers, and the ability to speak Gotta get there."

"Okay, I'll let you have an explanation when you go back." Fang Ping glanced at Liu Butou meaningfully. There will never be a shortage of smart people in this world, and this Liu Butou is a smart person.

With a distance of tens of meters between the two, Fang Ping raised Fang Tian's painting halberd, and his powerful true energy was attached to the black halberd. When the halberd was struck out, there was an explosion that shook the sky instantly, and the ground collapsed like tofu. The blowing wind and sand, like a pair of big hands, knocked over the horse under Liu Trantou's crotch, and fell to the disheveled Liu Trantou, his face was full of panic and emotion.

"Middle class three... This kid is [-]% middle class three. I expected it to be good. I didn't expect such a hidden unicorn to be raised in Shanyang County."

Liu Butou felt lucky for himself, but luckily he didn't draw his sword against Fang Ping, and Fang Ping also accepted his hint.

"grown ups."

Several entry-level yamen servants dismounted.

"Don't touch me... it's broken."

Liu Catcher twisted together with a lifelike expression, bit the flesh in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked up at Fang Ping, trembling, and said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "The third rank of the middle class...you are the strongest of the third rank. It's because of Liu's lack of strength that he failed the entrustment of the county magistrate, and couldn't capture you and bring you to justice, so Liu will die in peace."

Everyone looked sideways, shocked in unison.

The boy is too young, such a young third-rank master is unprecedented in Shanyang County.

"Get lost." Fang Ping turned around and left. If he didn't cooperate with Liu Butou to perform such a show, Fang Ping would kill people. At that time, things would become a big mess. If they can do business, Fang Ping can save a lot of trouble.

"My lord, are we going to let him go like this? How can I report to the county magistrate when I go back?" asked a certain yamen servant who had been serving for a while.

Liu Tutou frowned and looked at the unscrupulous yamen servant, thinking that you should not use your feet to walk into the gate of the government yamen tomorrow, "You know what! He is a master of the third rank, you guys can't lift it up on the table Can the rotten fish and rotten shrimp hurt someone's hair?"

Everyone lowered their heads in shame.

"Why not, as long as we hold him back for a while, and when a thousand county soldiers arrive, he may not be able to kill us all before his true energy is exhausted."

The yamen servant argued unconvinced.

Headhunter Liu:? ? ?

Who recruited this person?

……

"Ping'er, what do those people do?"

Li Rou asked.

Fang Ping returned a smiling face, "Some friends, knowing that I am leaving Shanyang County, wanted to give me a ride."

"Second brother, do you have so many friends?" Fang Ying blinked her eyes in deep doubt.

"It's going to be dark soon, cover up with the quilt, and don't catch a cold." Fang Ping stretched out his big hand, and pushed Xiao Nizi's head back into the car through the square window.

A few days later, a tea shed appeared on the barren wasteland.

"Coming to business!"

An elderly man with a simple and honest appearance, he showed two big yellow teeth when he smiled.

The strong man who was sharpening the hatchet quickly hid the knife under the stove, and said after spitting, "Those who can ride in a carriage have some property."

He stared at the carriage that was getting closer and closer, and then looked at the alien BMW walking in front of the carriage, and was taken aback: "What a big horse...is this a horse?"

"The kid on the horseback seems a bit familiar." The old man's attention was attracted by the boy on the horseback, and he was shocked: "It's the kid who doesn't give money for tea!"

Fang Ping also saw the tea shed from a distance, and the past was in front of him.

I thought back to when I was traveling with Bai Yunfei and escorted a rich man from the inner city to move to another town. On the way, escort Zhao and escort Wang had the intention of murdering and robbing everyone, and knocked everyone down with incense powder.

Fortunately, Fang Ping and Bai Yunfei noticed it in time and split up.

Fang Ping, who fled separately from Bai Yunfei, once went to drink tea in this tea shed.

It's not a serious tea shed, it's a trick to sell dog meat, and it's a hidden stake set up in the nearby Panshe Village.

Those who revisited the old place came to the tea shed.

Fang Ping greeted with a sincere smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, business is okay, you two, bring me a pot of tea, and some food."

(End of this chapter)