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The person who ate at the same table with the knight looked at the man who was laughing in amazement, and saw him stand up, grab the clothes on his chest and drag it diagonally back, just like the villain in disguise in a special film showing his true body. In the same way, a complete dress was taken off by him unreasonably, showing the original face.

Those people were stunned to find that the man was wearing the same clothes as Lin Pingzhi, and he was a tax collector.

Now those third-rate martial arts people are staring at the people at the same table, lest some of them are pretending to be tax collectors - this is the paralysis of the Jianghu name, just like the gentleman Jianyue Buqun of the Huashan School, Even if outsiders want to impersonate, Fei Bin and others from the Songshan faction can't deal with it, because they are famous, and many martial arts comrades know them and can tell the truth at a glance.

On the contrary, for such clichéd characters as the Five Tigers Breaking the Soul Sword and the Ground Rolling Fist, I am afraid that only a few people know who the corresponding character under this title is, and it is easy to impersonate them.

Just like this tax collector, who claims to be "sea tiger blasting fist and white army wave", he is easily fooled, and he has a lot of knowledge and can talk about many things. My confidant, who almost didn't cut the chicken's head and burn the yellow paper to worship him as a brother of the opposite sex, came to a beautiful talk of friendship in Taoyuan.

Who knew that he was the person from the taxation office, which made the martial arts people who talked to that person terrified before. Just like the Jin Yiwei who monitors everyone.

Although you can think about it, how could it be possible to support such a huge spy network with the financial situation of the Ming Dynasty, which was gradually being played by the civilian group, but in the eyes of the martial arts people, the court is a natural opposition to them. Just throw it on them.

And this person is undoubtedly Yue Si.

Seeing that his master was no longer willing to conceal his identity, Lin Pingzhi immediately got up to move out of his seat and greeted Lai Yuesi.

Yue Si walked quickly to the inner hall, ignoring Master Zhang who saluted him, but chatting with Lin Pingzhi like a family chat: "Lin Pingzhi, do you know what kind of person I hate the most in my life? "

"I don't know."

"Didn't I say it before?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yue Si, who looked at him suspiciously, and answered in a straight-forward manner, "No."

"So I didn't say it before, so I'll say it again today." Yue Si walked slowly in the inner hall with his hands behind his back: "That kind of person is called the student union of my school, and they are responsible for checking hygiene, checking for late arrivals, checking for running away. There are things like the number of people in the gym, but the power that is a little bit bigger is biting like a mad dog. The school organized a group gymnastics competition, and they dared to call people up to practice on the playground during the summer lunch break. Hiding in a shady place to watch, there are teachers who come to see the situation, and they are very attentive to hold a parasol for her... Therefore, I hate this kind of arrogant and domineering things the most."

After talking about what was good or not, everyone was at a loss, but the first class of tax collectors were already accustomed to Yue Si saying things that they did not understand, and they only needed to understand how Yue Si treated this disciple of the Songshan School. Very upset is enough.

"who are you?"

How could a disciple of the Songshan Sect ever be humiliated in this way, and now that he has the flag in his hands, humiliating him is equivalent to humiliating the entire Wuyue Sword Sect.

"Kill the dog!"

Yue Si sneered, mocking the eyesight of the disciples of the Songshan faction, and then beckoned to a tax collector who was dressed as a yamen. The man immediately understood and took out a strange weapon from his body and handed it to Yue Si.

It was a Qimen weapon composed of a dark iron rod and peculiarly shaped wood. Before everyone could see its details, Yue Si held it in his hand, pointed one end of the iron rod at the disciple of the Songshan School, and pushed and pulled the The wooden handle on the middle side of the iron rod, I saw fire spew out from the hollow port, accompanied by a deafening sound.

The sudden sound frightened many people, and the expressions of the heroes changed drastically. Yue Lingshan covered her ears and hid in her mother's arms.

The Songshan Sect disciple's expression stiffened, and he looked down at his chest, only to see more than ten small holes there, blood was constantly flowing out of them, and soon his yellow shirt was wet and dyed red.

"What kind of fire gun, it's very powerful." Although people in Jianghu are used to dancing with swords and swords, it does not mean that they do not understand things like fire guns and artillery. I can do whatever I want, but this one in Yue Si's hands is obviously beyond their cognition.

"Remington M870." As a standard villain, Yue Si would satisfy the character's last question before he died, and said the name of the gun in his hand.

With a "pop", the disciple of the Songshan faction fell to the ground when he got the answer, obviously he couldn't survive, but Yue Si didn't intend to let him go. All five bullets of the shotgun in his hand were poured on his corpse~www.readwn .com~ then turned the barrel around and slammed the corpse a few times with the hard handguard.

"Gai, don't you know that your face is ugly!"

He took a sip on the almost inhuman corpse, and the saliva with a little nuclear energy quickly burned the corpse, just like the corrosion of the corpse powder, making the disciples of the Songshan Sect quickly turn into a mass of mucus.

"Very poisonous!"

The martial arts knights did not dare to speak, but stared at Yue Si who pretended to be insane. In their eyes, Yue Si did this by relying on venom, and being able to spit out this venom means that Zhu Yue Si is a devil who practices poison art. Although it is not unusual on the surface, he is downright poisonous, and even the air he exhales is poisonous.

The knights who sat at the same table with Yue Si before covered their throats. Although their bodies were fine, they felt uncomfortable. Some people wanted to ask someone they knew to take care of their relatives and arrange funerals.

This further deepened the misunderstanding of the martial arts people about the tax office and his director.

Throwing the shotgun to the staff member, Yue Si sat on the throne with a big knife and said impatiently: "Someone Liu Zhengfeng wants to wash his hands in a golden basin, so he has not asked about the rivers and lakes since then, and is dedicated to serving the court. From my personal point of view, I agree very much. So we gave him this face, and let Mr. Liu finish the ceremony properly and say goodbye to the past. People are just here to go through the motions and join in the fun, and never make a move."

"But you don't want to let this golden basin wash your hands safely and securely, that is, you don't give face to our tax collectors, so we have to come forward to get this face back... What do you call this kind of behavior of the Songshan faction, in one word, cheap!"