Zhang Hu'en's smile appeared in the sight of officials and soldiers. All the shackles on his hands and feet were torn and thrown in place. Such crude iron shackles could only confine ordinary people. For Zhang Hu'en's top-notch non-human, it was only a matter of tearing and crushing them for a moment. He walked over without hesitation to stop the soldiers' further violence. The soldiers looked at him with a dumbfounded look, not knowing what to say.

"Rebelled! Rebelled!"

The officials screamed like pigs on the prairie. These slaves were not a silly master. Now a slave showed in front of him that was beyond threats that surpassed ordinary people, and he had no good way to protect himself except howling.

Soon a team of knights gathered from the grassland, pointing all the spears in their hands at Zhang Hu'en. Zhang Hu'en raised his hands consciously and said:

"How much can a person like me sell for? I think I can at least get a favorable weapon or two?"

"You overestimate yourself, slave."

A lonely voice interrupted, and Zhang Hu'en looked up:

"Timos, the captain of the cavalry team of the Larras City Guards - Played by: Lin Feng

Repertoire level: 4-level supporting role

Deductive skills: Unexplored

Status: Strong (buff: undetectable)

Subconscious: Unexplorable

Comprehensive evaluation: If you take it seriously, it will only take a minute to eliminate him. (Under unknown conditions, buff can only be regarded as a reference condition)

Attention: 3225463

Income: 483819 points”

Lin Feng, the leading actress of Jin Baihua, was wearing a set of iron armor and riding on a white horse, looking at Zhang Hu'en domineeringly. This is the difference between celebrities and supporting actors. Although the attention difference is only 8 times, the people who are willing to spend money to come in and watch are 50. Moreover, due to the level difference, Zhang Hu'en can only obtain a very small amount of information. Lin Feng's appearance made Zhang Hu'en feel a little surprised. Is Jin Baihua so urgent and start suppressing the continental shelf?

"Ponleus, Virtus, kill him."

Under Lin Feng's order, two Golden Baihua's supporting roles dismounted with a grim smile, and forced Zhang Hu'en with the spear in their hands. The level of Pondles and Veltos was very low, even lower than Zhang Hu'en. Their comprehensive evaluation was a slag, so their grinning immediately became history.

Zhang Hu'en snatched the wooden stick from the soldiers who were held hostage, and swept away the two's spears. The two felt a powerful force transmitted to their hands through the spear pole. The spear immediately escaped. Zhang Hu'en did not intend to kill them, but just swept away their weapons, because the killing as soon as he entered the field would completely disrupt the rhythm of the plot, and he did not want to become a wanted criminal of the Laclas Empire at the beginning.

However, he obviously underestimated the madness and irrationality of human beings. Ponles and Virtus lost people in front of slaves and masters. They did not realize Zhang Hu'en's horror. Instead, they felt that they underestimated the enemy. They ran over and picked up the spear landing on the ground and attacked Zhang Hu'en's side from both ends.

"Lex, Huebiyes, go and help your colleagues."

Lin Feng, who was sitting on a tall horse, did not realize the huge gap between his subordinates and Zhang Hu'en. He just took it for granted that Zhang Hu'en's power was larger than that of ordinary people. The two new dragon suits attacked Zhang Hu'en with guns. Zhang Hu'en shook his footsteps and wandered between the four people like a butterfly. The four people felt a flash in front of their eyes, a pain in their hands, and the spears in their hands fell to the ground one after another.

"good!"

Sun Zhaojin, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, took the lead and shouted. The unwilling slaves around him also cheered. Isn’t it a pleasure to watch these soldiers and soldiers who were dealt with by slaves?

Lin Feng couldn't hold his face anymore. It seemed that this slave really had some tricks. He pulled the reins, pulled out the iron sword from his waist, and shouted:

"Cabinets, charge, kill these damn slaves for me!"

"stop!"

Lin Feng, who was about to start the killing, and Zhang Huen, who was a little angry and uninterested, were stopped by a loud shout. An old man in civil servant costume rushed over on a horse. When he approached, Zhang Huen saw clearly the person coming.

""Larras's Corporate Department Walking Alamos---player: Bei Xingding

Performing Level: Level 1 Friendship

Deductive skills: Unexplored

Status: Strong (buff: undetectable)

Subconscious: Unexplorable

Comprehensive evaluation: Some strength

Attention: 1192345

Income: 59617 points”

Alamos (i.e. Bexingding) gave a right hand stroking ceremony to Dimos (i.e. Lin Feng) first, and then took out a piece of red silk parchment from a beautifully decorated shoulder bag, saying:

"His Majesty, Your Majesty has sealed the oracle under the crown of Lacross. I hope you will not kill His Majesty's property any longer. They must be taken to the royal city and then subject to verification by the Thirteen Lord Gods to decide separately."

Lin Feng looked at Bei Xingding with a sarcastic expression and reached out to let Bei Xingding hand over. Bei Xingding turned over immediately and held the parchment high with both hands to him. He untied the red silk and swept the contents on the parchment paper casually, then threw the parchment back to Bei Xingding.

"I can let them go, but this slave insulted the cavalry and he must die."

"His Excellency Dimos, if you have any questions about Your Majesty's will, you can ask your superiors directly, but if you kill Your Majesty's property without authorization, I will truthfully report it to your superiors."

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"How could I violate His Majesty's will? Hahahaha, Alamos, is it because of his mercy as a clan member?"

"Sir, can I understand this sentence as a compliment?"

"Hmph, the old man with a slick tongue, let's go and hand over this group of waste to the Thirteen Lord God for judgment."

Xi Lulu's voice sounded, and a team of cavalry disappeared on the prairie with Lin Feng. Alamos turned around and looked at Zhang Hu'en, who was standing outside the team with a wooden stick, and said in a stern tone:

"Guards, put him in shackles alone and I will escort him in person."

The guards carefully put shackles on Zhang Hu'en. After Zhang Hu'en followed Bei Xingding's horse, Bei Xingding held a hemp rope, which tied the hemp rope around Zhang Hu'en's neck, and walked next to the team either quickly or slowly.

"The warriors of Lukalus's army, you are wronged."

"ah?"

"I was also from the Lukalus tribe before, but I didn't expect our country to fall to the point of betraying people for money."

Bei Xingding's voice was not loud. He deliberately pulled Zhang Hu'en away from the slave team to ensure that no one could overhear their conversation.

"Why, don't trust me, yes, there are few people who are trustworthy in La Clas after the collapse of the national body."

"Do we know this sir?"

Zhang Hu'en said this and was wondering why he encountered some strange things as soon as he entered the movie. When he entered the movie, he first met his colleague Sun Zhaojin, and then met his mortal enemy Lin Feng. Then he had a master Bei Xingding to help him relieve himself. No matter how coincidental it was, it could not be such a coincidence. Could it be that the mainland shelf company did something wrong with him behind his back?

"If you don't know it, it doesn't mean that I will let warriors like you die in a grievance on the prairie. Dimos is so popular now. I advise you to follow the people of Xihai honestly. If you continue to stay in the East China Sea, with his personality, you will definitely wait for an opportunity to retaliate."

"Yes, I won't be stupid enough to go against Lord Dimos. I will go to the West Sea honestly and stay away from Lord Dimos."

“That’s good.”

In fact, this is Zhang Hu'en's true words, so he made a decision to go to Xihai to conduct his professional career. After all, foreigners' credit points over there are even better cheats.

"Sir Alamos, the city gate is ahead, so you'd better hand him over to me."

The soldier kindly reminded Bei Xingding that he didn't want Bei Xingding to exaggerate this embarrassing experience so that everyone knew. Bei Xingding threw the hemp rope to the soldiers. The soldier pulled Zhang Hu'en back to the team, tied the hemp rope to the hand of a slave, and gave a chest caress to Bei Xingding.

"Warriors, remember what I said, the Laclas will never compromise. The future of Laclas can only be created by the Laclas. My name is Alamos, I hope you can survive."

Bei Xingding said something encouraging to Zhang Hu'en, and then rode his horse and ran away. The soldier looked at Zhang Hu'en with a quiet face and said bluntly:

"You are a shameful act of attacking me while I am not paying attention. Next time, don't blame me for not looking at Lord Alamos."

"Yes, I get it."

Since they were looking for a step, Zhang Hu'en didn't want to cause trouble, so why not give face and be at peace? The team walked towards the Golden City. The closer they got to the city gate, the more low buildings around them were gradually increasing. Many ragged Laclas civilians stood in front of the low adobe houses, looking at the passing team with depression. Some prisoners escorted by the roadside, seven or eight groups of people tied up by a long bamboo pole and squatted on the ground. Some civil servants were constantly whipping them with whips, and their words were cursing.

The workers covered in lime powder walked past them with two baskets of quicklime. The raised lime dust made the slaves cough and complained about what they were going to do. The soldiers walking beside Zhang Hu'en said proudly:

"If you don't show it well, these God-given powders will become your last destination."

The jumping resistance consciousness in Sun Zhaojin, who was walking in front of Zhang Hu'en, exploded again. He rushed to the soldiers with a sarcastic look on his face:

"You are proud of betraying your fellow countrymen, right?"

"Shut up, slaves! You are just slaves and are not qualified to be my fellow countrymen!"

"The lackeys of Xihai people are also wearing military uniforms, which is really ashamed for your parents."

"The garbage soldiers are also worthy of slandering us, I'm gonna!"

As a slave spitted on the ground, a group of slaves began to waste their spit on the ground. The insulted soldier pulled out the wooden stick and walked over. Before he could take two steps, he was tied around his neck by Zhang Hu'en. He smiled awkwardly:
Chapter completed!