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Chapter 182 Wang Yuan’s identity leaked(2/2)

As for winning a battle, he didn't dare to think about it, after all, the bandits have not yet been trained.

"Actually, I'm the hostage to that little thief..."

Hongye immediately talked endlessly, and roughly said how she was captured by Wang Yuan twice.

Little Tai Sui, Black-faced King Kong, felt a trembling heart when he heard it: That scholar named Wang Yuan is really a very not simple character, and he actually pitted Sister Hongye twice on the front line.

Leng Yun, who felt something was wrong, frowned: "General Hongye, why are you telling me about this now?"

Now, he was thinking about how to consolidate his power and let Wang Yuan go for the time being.

Hongye said with some guilt: "The general just now is fake, it was pretended to be that little thief Wang Yuan!"

"What!"

Leng Yun suddenly jumped up, his eyes were red and he said, "He is the young man who can write bad poems and essays!"

"He is Mr. Mingtan!"

The hunchbacked master Zhao Boxiao was stunned, and the next moment he was impressed!

This Mr. Ming Tan is really good at both civil and military affairs. He dares to use such a strategy!

A great talent!

The bandits were also angry and were deceived by a group of Xibei goods after being tall for a long time.

“…”

Hongye was stunned and said, "I don't know if he will write poetry or essays. Anyway, he is Wang Yuan from Dawangzhuang, Beiping Township, Fu County. He is not a general under the young commander!"

"Hongye, what are you talking nonsense!"

At this moment, Wuzhanghou broke in with a panic look on his face: "Brother Qingfaced Beast, don't listen to her nonsense, the child is ignorant and talks nonsense!"

"Brother Wuzhanghou, you lied to me so badly. Why did you help him lie to me?"

Leng Yun turned to Wuzhanghou: "Did that flat arrow shoot the man who killed the Tu Nanwang?"

"He is really a black armored guard. As for whether he has shot Tu Nan, I really don't know. The little thief said that he shot Tu Nan and said that he had something to do with the Young Marshal. He asked me to cooperate with him in this scene and help him rescue the Ping Nan, otherwise the Young Marshal would attack the first-line sky."

Wuzhanghou said with a embarrassed look: "Brother Qingfaced Beast, I, Wuzhanghou, I am sorry for you. I will double the compensation for all your losses today. Even if you kill me, it will be fine, but this matter has nothing to do with my sister. Please let her go!"

"Come here, take the five-zhang monkey up and deal with it when I come back!"

Leng Yun gritted his teeth and stood up with a long knife: "I kowtowed and kowtowed to a liar. Are you angry or not? If you are angry, come with me!"

"Boy, dare to lie to us, let's kill him!"

"Yes, if you fuck that kid to death, you dare to let us kowtow to him together!"

"Kill him!"

Many bandits were jealous!

If that head is apologized to the young coach, there will be no problem at all!

But give it to a liar!

It's so fucking embarrassing!

"General, wait!"

Looking at the crowd of people who were angry, the hunchbacked master Zhao Boxiao rushed forward to stop him: "Even if they are liars, they are not simple liars. Look at their armor, swords, and war horses, they are not simple and stunning. They may really have something to do with the young marshal. Also, Wang Yuan is meticulous and will not be guarded against the danger of being exposed. He must have a backup plan, so he must not take risks!"

The tiger down the mountain looked at Zhao Boxiao in surprise: This Zhao Tuozi has some ability and has never dealt with his husband, so he knows that his husband likes to hide his back, which is not simple!

"Get out!"

He pushed Zhao Boxiao to the point, Leng Yun's face turned gloomy: "If it weren't for your dead hunchback, I would have killed that kid long ago, and I would have been fooled by him like this today."

Master Zhao was lying on the ground with a hunchback, and his heart was filled with coldness: he was planning sincerely, but he was scolded in public by the boss. As the saying goes, a soldier died for his confidant, what kind of customer is he surrendering to!

"Brothers, come together, let's kill the young man who can write bad poems and essays, and let out the anger today!"
Chapter completed!
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