Chapter 53 Lian Po was angry and shocked

"Du thud!" Lian Po made a big stride, like a giant hammer hitting the ground. Every step he took would burst out like a war drum.

"Lian Po!"

The name of a person and the shadow of a tree. Lian Po is a famous general who has seen him. As soon as he appeared, he was recognized by others, and a burst of exclamations rang out.

"Liang Po!" Su Dai seemed to have burned his butt, jumped up, his eyes widening.

Although he is a famous scholar in the world, his status is still far from that of the respected Lian Po.

Lu Buwei stood up mechanically, his body straight and his face was shocked.

No one would have thought that who would not be surprised to meet Lian Po here? Everyone was shocked and happy. It was a blessing in life to meet Lian Po who was famous all over the world, and everyone would be proud of it.

"Is this Lian Po?" Qin Yiren's mouth was so wide that he couldn't close it for a long time, his eyes were full of shock.

When Qin Yiren came to the Warring States Period, he had seen many gods, including Zhao Kuo's mother, the gods of war Li Mu, Lin Xiangru, Zhao Xiaocheng, Pingyuan Jun, Mao Sui... There was no one as powerful as Lian Po and shocking.

Lian Po is extremely tall, nine feet long (nearly two meters), big arms and round waist, and powerful. His eyes are like copper bells, bright and energetic, as fierce as the scorching sun above the nine heavens, making people dare not look up.

Although he was not wearing military uniforms, he was still in casual clothes, and his murderous aura was evacuated and his murderous aura was vented straight up, as if facing thousands of troops.

Lian Po fought on the battlefield throughout his life, and he cut down no more than 1,000 heads, and there were eight hundred heads. This strong murderous aura was fed with human heads.

"What a brave man!" Qin Yiren exclaimed loudly.

Qin Yiren has met the war god Li Mu, but Li Mu is still young and has not yet been tempered. He is still a long-standing veteran like Lian Po, and it still takes time to polish it.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, how dare you speak nonsense! You can't spare me!" Lian Po became angry and scolded Qin Yiren.

He did not deliberately raise his throat and shout, but the sound was like thunder, like thousands of thunders roaring in Qin Yiren's ears, which made Qin Yiren's mind buzz.

"Come on me?" Qin Yiren was shocked, and immediately suddenly realized and cursed: "This is a question that has given birth to a child without anus. I know that Lian Po is still asking this question. Isn't this intentional trouble for someone?"

Lian Po was having a banquet in the private room of the debate platform. Someone asked this question, but if one was not good, someone would be in trouble. However, Qin Yiren was quite disdainful of Lian Po's plan and thought it was unbearable. He said it in public. Isn't this provoking Lian Po?

So what can I do?

"Haha!" Lu Buwei understood, his face was full of laughter, and his mouth couldn't close: "Qin Yiren, you should die!"

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, you are retribution!" Su Dai smiled happily. Just now, he suffered a great loss under Qin Yiren. He was very happy to see Qin Yiren suffer a loss, and it would be better to let Qin Yiren die.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, you really don't have eyes!" The scholars gloated and widened their eyes, ready to see the show.

With Lian Po's status, don't say that he humiliated Qin Yiren, even if he killed Qin Yiren, who could do anything to him? Even if Qin King had no choice, there was nothing he could do to Lian Po.

The name of tigers and wolves in Qin is outside. Looking around the world, there are not many people who are not afraid of Qin. However, Lian Po is one of them, and he is also a leader-like figure.

If he killed Qin Yiren, Qin Yiren would die in vain, and the King of Qin would not avenge him.

"Stop!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong knew they were defeated, but they still stood in front of Qin Yiren without hesitation.

"Get out!" Lian Po roared like thunder, and with a palm-like palm fan, Meng Zhao flew out like a kite, slamming heavily on the ground, vomiting blood.

Lian Po's move was like lightning and fast as the wind, even more powerful than the hero Jing Yun. He showed his master's demeanor. In a few seconds, Ma Gai and Fan Tong were lying on the ground.

Meng Zhao and the other two were Qin army soldiers. They were extremely skilled. Although they had not yet returned to their heyday, they were not weak. They had no power to fight in front of Lian Po, just like a baby facing a giant.

"Okay! Pick!" Lian Po was not only a famous general, but also a powerful general with high martial arts skills. His performance was so exciting that he won the loud praises of the scholars.

"What are you... going to do?" Qin Yiren knew that it was very wrong and hurriedly asked.

Lian Po's mouth cracked, his palm as the size of a palm fan stretched out, and he grabbed Qin Yiren's collar and picked up Qin Yiren.

Although Qin Yiren was very thin and had not recovered, he had at least nearly 200 kilograms (one kilogram is equivalent to half a kilogram in modern times in the Warring States Period). However, in Lian Po's hands, Qin Yiren was almost the same as four cottons, light and without any weight.

"Huh!" Qin Yiren felt that it was not a human hand, but a mountain, pressing against his chest, and his bones were almost disintegrating, making him breathless, and opened his mouth wide and breathed hard.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, look at the beating!" Lian Po raised his hand and slapped the boss in the face.

Before the palm of his hand arrived, the strong wind blew Qin Yiren's hair and beard and his clothes were fluttering. If this palm was firm, Qin Yiren would definitely not feel uncomfortable. At the mildest, he was seriously injured, and at the worst, his head exploded and he died immediately.

"Qin Yiren, you have today too. What a pity, you are such a good stranger." Lu Buwei saw it in his eyes, both of relieving hatred and regretful. What relieved hatred was that he suffered a great loss under Qin Yiren, was rejected by Qin Yiren, blackmailed by Qin Yiren, and was robbed of love by Qin Yiren. He could not take revenge, and he would also enjoy it with the help of Lian Po's revenge.

Unfortunately, the "strange goods" he finally discovered were about to disappear, and he would lose a lot of money.

"Qin Yiren, can your head be as hard as your mouth?" Su Dai's eyes were filled with beautiful little stars, so beautiful that they were bubbling.

Just now, he was humiliated by Qin Yiren in every way and scolded him as a dog, which really humiliated his identity as a famous scholar. In just a few moments, the retribution came to Qin Yiren. Lian Po killed him like slaughtering a chicken, which was so relieved.

"Don't hurt the young master!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong struggled to get up, but their bodies were in pain. They couldn't get up for a long time, so they could only watch Qin Yiren be humiliated.

Being slapped in the face is a shame, and being slapped in front of so many people is even more awesome!

If Lian Po slapped this slap in the face, even if Qin Yiren survived, he would always live in shame and could not get rid of it.

It is even possible that he cannot ascend to the throne of King Qin.

Even if Qin Yiren is capable and terrible, the Qin people will not accept a Qin King who has been slapped in public. This will be a shame for Qin!

"You must not be humiliated!" Qin Yiren kept shouting in his heart, his thoughts turned and he thought about ways.

"There is a way, but is this useful?" Qin Yiren thought of a way, but he saw Lian Po's dark face in his eyes and couldn't help but feel the sound of the heart. This may not be useful.

"Don't worry, try it." Qin Yiren gritted his teeth, laughed, and said in an extremely sarcastic tone: "It's ridiculous, ridiculous. Lian Po is famous for knowing his mistakes and being able to correct them, but he dare not listen to my words and face his own mistakes."

Lian Po's palm suddenly stopped, less than an inch away from Qin Yiren's face. The strong wind blew his face and felt ache, as if a sword was shaking his face. Qin Yiren was sweating coldly on his back, and he thought it was so dangerous. If Lian Po slapped this time, Qin Yiren would have nothing, and the map of Wang Baxiong was gone.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, you said. If you are chewing your tongue, I will tear you down and send it to Ying Ji." Lian Po pointed at Qin Yiren and roared loudly.

Ying Ji is King Zhao of Qin. The current monarch of Qin is not afraid of him. Lian Po is one of them.

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