And the terrible is.

Diao Min has guns in their hands.

I have happened before that there was a local Zhixian because offended the Tunni people and was hit by a black gun.

Here, the master of Zhixian County must not only control the people of these people with guns.

It is also necessary to organize the people's deportation and clean up the indigenous people in the jurisdiction.

So it is impossible to play with parents.

Because the parents need to rely on "holding the gun" to complete the above tasks.

The "holding the gun" also realized in this process.

The gun in my own hand can make the master of Zhixian be polite.

Naturally know the master of the county, and the prestige of the local parents is a lot less.

Here is Zhixian County, but there is really no comfort.

To say the biggest feature here.

Just lose respect, there is no up and down.

Why is everyone on the evil road of everyone's equality with the gun?

In order to be able to make a piece with these "guns and people".

Chen Zhongliang is such a fine skin and tender meat.

Now I have a variety of greetings.

"Master Zhixian, it doesn't seem to be right!"

At this time, a "holding a gun" came together.

"Lao Li's head, where is the wrong?"

The adults of Zhixian asked for a politely ask.

Old Li's head is the local hunter.

The hunter of the hunting.

He squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Zidao ahead: "The number of people is not right! Absolutely 500 people! This movement is afraid of two thousand!"

When Chen Zhongliang heard his face changed, he suddenly scolded: "Lost the mother of the cabinet! Jin Yiwei people eat dry rice! Hurry up! Dig pits and pits! Defense! Send someone to ask for help!"

If there are only 500 native soldiers on the opposite side, then the 300 people he has on hand are enough to take care of him.

But if it was two thousand, then he would not dare to launch an attack just like that.

All we can do is wait for help.
Chapter completed!