The Queen of the Return of the Tyrant Wants to Run Away from Marriage

Chapter 63 78 Captain Nalanqing
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Many people stopped their movements, and the air was dead silent. They all looked in Nalanqing's direction, with strange expressions in their eyes.

They all sat closer to Nalan Qing, chattering in unison: "These barbarians are very skilled in martial arts, how do you kill them?"

"That's right, it's impossible for them to leave the barracks, and they go out once a month in groups... How do you kill them?"

"I've been upset with them for a long time. If I want to kill these people, I'll be the one..."

Na Lanqing reached out and stroked his chin, with a dull expression on his face: "If we fight together, can't we kill them?"

"Tch, wouldn't it be sooner if you screwed up to death?" Someone looked contemptuous.

Nalan Qing coldly curled his lips: "Then, apart from your family background, how can you compare with those people? You can't even fight one-on-one with your hands. If you have the ability to quarrel here, you don't want to beat up those people. People looking for teeth everywhere?"

"How old are you..."

Someone heard Nalan Qing's words and immediately became angry. Just as he was about to start scolding, a young man ran over, "It's bad, it's bad, our people have been beaten again!"

"What? Who did it?" These young masters immediately became angry.

"It's Hu San...it's that reckless Hu San again!"

"Come on, copycat!"

"..."

All of them got angry immediately, ran to the side and rushed out with weapons, only Nalan Qing sat there motionless, his eyes narrowed.

Outside the barracks, I heard the screams of those young masters, as well as cursing and threatening... full of ugliness...

Clenching the cup in her hand, she opened the curtain and walked out until the outside calmed down.

It turned out that the man named Hu San was the rough guy who provoked her just now.

He waved his hands among the crowd, flung a man in one hand, and looked at the fallen young masters all around him with disdain, with a sneer on his face: "Oh, I can't get up with only [-]% of my strength? Really weak, the thirteenth team is simply weak."

The young master who fell to the ground had a livid face, and their faces were filled with unwillingness and deep resentment.

"What did you say?"

"I said that you are so weak that you are worse than rats, and you can choke your necks off!" Hu San said with contempt on his face, he always looked down on these young masters.

Molesting good women, promiscuous, rich and extravagant, ignorant, deceiving the good and fearing the evil...

To live in this world is to waste food...it is of no use at all!

Isn't it just having a good background... It's really unfair to be innocent.

"Presumptuous, do you believe that this son makes your life worse than death? Do you know that I am..." A son yelled, but that Hu San punched him down, causing the blood on the face of the son to faint immediately.

Seeing this bloody scene, many people immediately fell silent and became scared.

However, at this moment, a small figure stood up, his whole body was covered with injuries, but he looked at Hu San, who was twice as big as himself, with a serious face, "Take back your words!"

"Tch, it's you again, you have a bit of backbone, you are still outstanding among this group of dudes, how about it, do you want to come to our [-]th team of the Imperial Army? Except for the [-]th team, you are welcome in any of our teams! "When Huzi saw the young man in front of him, there was a slight change in his eyes.

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"No, sooner or later, our thirteenth team will definitely defeat you, so what about dudes? No one is born a dude, you have no right to scold us like that!"

Na Lanqing listened to the words of the young man who was about her age in front of her, she was taken aback, and there was a strange look in her eyes.

This young man is either a fool, or has a sense of justice too much?
What is a dude?
It is the existence that is hated by others!
"Hey, what's your name?" Nalan Qing walked out, stretched out his hand to open the fan and shook it gently twice, and walked in front of the young man, with a faint glint in his eyes.

Her voice was very soft and pleasant to hear, the young man raised his head, looked into a pair of dark eyes shining brightly, and replied subconsciously: "My name is Nan Qing!"

"Nanqing? Do you think Team Thirteen can beat them?"

Nan Qing didn't have time to answer, Na Lanqing looked at those sons and brothers who couldn't bear the pain all the time: "Among you, who thinks that one day you can convince them?"

No one spoke, not a single one.

Only Nan Qing gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Yes, definitely! They have nothing but martial arts, and this is the only thing they can rely on!"

Nalan Qing raised his chin with interest: "They have martial arts, what do you have?"

Her question stunned everyone.

Yeah, what do they have?
wealth?status?Power?

No, most of them are descendants of concubines...

"You have nothing. Wealth, status, and power. They all belong to the favored sons-in-law and have nothing to do with you!" Nalan said calmly, with playfulness in his eyes: "That's why you deserve it." Being beaten to the ground is worse than a dead dog!"

Nalan Qing's ridicule deeply hurt the hearts of these people, and they were all furious: "What are you..."

"I'm nothing, Captain Nalanqing!"

　Tut tut tut...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)