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"Tu tuk," Black Hawk knocked on the door of the secret room, then called out again, saying:

"City Lord?"

He did not dare to neglect. Zhang Jing had already made it clear before. If there was an attack from foreign enemies, he would notify him immediately.

Black Hawk doesn't have the courage yet.

Zhang Jing in the secret room opened his eyes and felt that the dark secret room was lighter.

A trace of blood-colored true energy surrounded the body, and there were porcelain bottles tilted around.

It seems to be much empty.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jing's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't say a word for a few days, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that his voice was abnormal.

"Qi Bicheng Lord, there are three people outside to challenge," Black Hawk said softly.

"It's just right," Zhang Jing's face looked plain and he was a little distracted.

During the days of retreat, Zhang Jing's strength has improved a lot.

I could vaguely feel that the true energy in my body seemed to be full.

Obviously, Zhang Jing has reached the peak of a first-class realm.

It’s normal, after all, Lord Zhang is amazingly talented!

In addition to the savings of Hei Shui City over the years, it would be really strange if it still cannot reach the first-class level.

In that case, Zhang Jing may doubt whether his stomach, which is a little bit stronger than others, is useless.

Now, Zhang Jing feels full of strength in his body.

I couldn't wait to kill the person to help the fun, so I treated it as establishing my authority in Hei Shui City, so as not to challenge him by all the cats and dogs.

He, the ranking of Lord Zhang is not that low.

Zhang Jing stretched out some of his body, and the "slap" sounded randomly.

Zhang Jing has not been active for several days. In the secret room, he is not only taking drugs, but also taking drugs.

Zhang Jing felt that he had turned into a medicine jar.

This feeling is really bad, but the feeling of increasing strength is also very pleasant.

It really made Zhang Jing a little addicted to it, and he was really happy and happy.

Zhang Jing stood up, twisted his neck, and then walked out of the secret room.

The black eagle outside the door respectfully saluted Zhang Jing.

"Subordinate, welcome the city lord."

Zhang Jing nodded mutely and said softly: "How many people are here, how strong are they?"

Although Zhang Jing is very confident in his strength, he still has the caution he should have.

If there are more than a dozen first-class experts in the family, it will be a failure.

"Return to the city lord, there are three people coming, one is a first-class expert, and the other two have not taken action. I don't know yet," Black Eagle lowered his head and signaled.

"Let's go, follow me out to meet these guys. See what kind of support do you have and dare to make trouble here," Zhang Jing's face was plain and he glanced at Black Hawk.

Zhang Jing knew that the little thoughts of these people were nothing more than watching the dishes. If he won, everyone would be happy.

Haha, if he loses...

Then how might these people be loyal to him?

Next, they will be loyal to those three people.

Lu Wei and Fan Chong quickly rushed to the gate of the city lord's mansion. As soon as they arrived, they saw the three people riding on the horse seemed a little arrogant.

"What's going on?" Lu Wei pulled the city guard beside him.

The city guard turned around and wanted to curse, but when he saw Lu Wei's expression, he forced himself to hold it back.

If he speaks rudely, he will die another day without a complete body.

This Commander Lu and the Commander Fan next to him were the confidants of Lord Zhang.

In the past few days, Fan Chong and Lu Wei have also greatly improved their status.

Even the second-rate commanders were polite when they saw them, as if they were old friends who had not seen them for many years.

However, Lu Wei and Fan Chong's minds were still clear and not blinded. They still had the rationality they should have.

Once upon a time, when Chen Jinhai was still the city lord, he didn't see them being so polite.

Obviously, it was because of Zhang Jing.

The commanders Zhang Jing had just surrendered came here at this time, but did not speak.

Just stood there honestly waiting for Zhang Jing to arrive.

You can't City Lord Zhang dare not show up directly, right?

However, this may be possible.

"Why, your City Lord Zhang doesn't seem to dare to show up, like a turtle shrouded in the face. I think you should just surrender to our brothers and guarantee you a good future," Yin Laosan looked at the more and more city guards nearby.

His expression was a little sarcastic. After all, the more Zhang Jing dared not show up, it proved that his strength was not strong.

When Fan Chong heard this, he wanted to draw his sword to face him, but he was pulled.

"Old Lu, don't pull me. This little bastard dares to mock the city lord. I have to chop him up," Fan Chong said angrily.

"It's me," Zhang Jing's face looked very plain.

"Ah, Zhang, the city lord," Fan Chong seemed to stutter.

Lu Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at Fan Chong. Was this intentional?

It can be said that just by this sentence, Fan Chong's road will be much wider in the future.

Unexpectedly, Fan Chong, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, also started to play with his brains.

Why didn't I draw my sword? Lu Wei cursed himself inwardly.

It would be fine if Fan Chong didn't draw his sword, but he directly compared him with the slash.

It's a miscalculation, it's a miscalculation.

"Why, I can't wait to die so impatiently?" Zhang Jing said softly with a plain face.

Soon, a road was made clear before him.

Zhang Jing walked closer and looked at the three of them immediately.

The man in the middle is a bald man, but he is not a good person based on his face.

The one on the left looks more like a Confucian scholar and is very clean.

As for the right side, it was very rough and had a beard all over his face.

Zhang Jing was really afraid that he would shout, "I am Zhang Yide, a Yan man!"

When Zhang Jing looked at the three brothers of the Yin family,

They were also looking at Zhang Jing.

But no matter how you look at it, you feel a little ordinary.

In terms of appearance, they are far inferior to the three brothers.

I don't know if they looked at it with their eyes on their butts.

Self-confidence is overwhelming.

"You're the one who is the Laushizi Zhang Jing?" Yin Laosan raised his chin and said arrogantly.

"Yes, who are you?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly.

"In Xiayin, the boss bowed, and there was still some respect for masters of the same level.

"In Xiayin Ruyan," the second brother bowed his hand, his eyes never left Zhang Jing's body.

He kept looking at him, and he always felt that the ordinary guy in front of him was a little weird.

However, he couldn't tell.

"Are you down, uh, Yin Lao San,"

Yin Laosan waved his hand casually.

"I think your brothers' names are regular, why do you become Yin Lao San when you are?" Zhang Jing looked at Yin Lao San, and he was the guy who just spoke rudely.

Later, he will be the first one to die.
Chapter completed!