Chapter fifty-eight
Duan Mingyu talked to Fan Fu for a long time. Fan Fu nodded in a clear way and gave Duan Mingyu a thumbs up: "Young Master is indeed a god fart - extraordinary. With such a clever method, Fan can mass-produce a crossbow truck. By the way, can you give the arrow of this crossbow truck a name? Fan feels that this thing has exceeded the definition of an ordinary arrow branch. It is really inappropriate not to give a decent name."
Duan Mingyu smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? According to the top scholar, this spear-like arrow branch is worse than a 'rocket'. What does Master Fan think?"
"Well, the name of Young Master is novel, good, good."
Duan Mingyu also looked satisfied and looked back at her beloved crossbow cart. I was dizzy. What was Zhao Niang doing sneakily?
Yang Zhaoniang ran to the crossbow cart happily, her eyes circling and emitting a fiery brilliance. Her eyes seemed to be like a cat saw a fish, a dog saw a meat, and Ultraman saw a little monster.
Yang Zhaoniang made two moves that scared everyone. The move was very small. She just drew a match, lit the lead, and pulled the trigger of the crossbow.
The Rockets launched into the distant forest without any surprise. Yang Zhaoniang clapped her hands with excitement. Duan Mingyu decisively praised Yang Zhaoniang and said, "No, what if there is someone in the forest?"
Yang Zhaoniang said aggrievedly: "How could it be such a coincidence!"
As soon as the words came to the ground, the rocket rushing into the forest exploded with a "boom". Not only was the explosion, but everyone also heard a sound that they shouldn't have heard.
Yang Zhaoniang's face also changed, it was a scream of a person.
Duan Mingyu gave Yang Zhaoniang another thunderous saying: "Look, something happened, it's up to you to kill someone and see what you do!"
Yang Zhaoniang fought with her little finger: "Maybe it's a wild cat..."
Duan Mingyu said angrily: "Will the wild cat shout 'Oh, I said you are your ancestors'?"
"…became a wild cat."
"Just be stubborn. If I were you, I would quickly bless that person to die so much that he could not die again. If he had a sigh of relief, what should he do when he came to see you!"
Things came to an end soon. Unfortunately, the person who was hit by the Rockets walked out of black and smoke. His vermilion robe was burned into a strip of cloth. Cough cough, this person is still an official, and he is a fourth-rank official. The official has nothing to do with his eyebrows and beard, but he is full of energy, as if he was very happy to get a shot (you have to hold on to find the murderer in your last breath).
When the official walked in, Duan Mingyu stuttered: "It seems... Governor Cheng!"
Yang Zhaoniang bit the dog's tail grass and said, "What does it mean? It's obviously him!"
After Cheng Zhiyuan walked in, he exhaled a mouthful of thick black smoke, coughed for a while and scolded: "Which bastard did you ejaculate?"
Before Duan Mingyu could react, Yang Zhaoniang said with admiration: "Brother Mingyu's archery technique has become more and more sophisticated. It can be said that she has penetrated the Yang in a hundred steps..."
Wan Yanyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Duan Mingyu: "……………” Forget it, Zhao Niang is still a child. It would be bad if she was arrested and locked up for a few days and left a psychological shadow. I recognized it.
Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't see the joy and anger clearly on his dark face, and saw a pair of white eyes staring at Duan Mingyu: "What an arrow! What a good arrow. You guy aimed at him specifically, right?"
Explanation is equivalent to concealment, and concealment is true. After understanding the key point, Duan Mingyu had to bite the bullet and said, "Thank you for Brother Cheng's misunderstanding, this arrow is purely a trick!"
"By the way, Brother Cheng, why are you here?" Duan Mingyu saw that something was wrong, immediately changed the subject and tried to attract Cheng Zhiyuan's attention.
Cheng Zhiyuan did have a major matter to discuss today. The old man had been here for a long time. When he saw the new weapon, he became more and more surprised when he saw it. So he kept peeping at the movements of the people and did not show up. Who would have expected that the little girl Yang Zhaoniang would be so excited that she shot an arrow without thinking. Fortunately, the old man rolled over to the side flexibly, otherwise, Cheng Zhiyuan would shiver.
Cheng Zhiyuan naturally knew that it was Yang Zhaoniang who shot it, but exposing this girl would be like admitting that she had peeked at her side, so Cheng Zhiyuan could only pretend to be unaware: "Hmph, you guy, you guy, I haven't avenged this arrow yet, you should interrogate me first. If I hadn't been a skilled martial arts, I would have to put this more than 100 pounds here today!"
Duan Mingyu endured his breath in disappointment. The people on one side had already carried the crossbow into it.
"Haha, Uncle Cheng, who knows you are hiding sneakily in the forest!" Wan Yanyan said playfully.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Cheng Zhiyuan.
Luo Hou walked up and said, "Young Master, it seems that this old man is not honest. Do you want to kill someone to silence him?"
"Luo Hou, how could you be so cruel? It's too inhumane!" Duan Mingyu scolded.
Cheng Zhiyuan nodded in agreement, but Duan Mingyu continued: "At most, it's just a matter of cutting off his tongue and causing a hemiplegia."
When Cheng Zhiyuan heard this, he was furious, but when he saw that Duan Mingyu had a large number of people, he was alone and a disabled person. He couldn't help but swallow: "I have important things to discuss with my brother this time."
Duan Mingyu smiled: "I guess there will be no good things when you are here. If you have anything to say, you should put it away quickly. After we release it, we will kill people to silence you."
“…”
Cheng Zhiyuan said: "Hehe, brother, this matter is of great importance..." Cheng Zhiyuan blinked quickly and kept winking Duan Mingyu.
"Hey, Old Man Cheng, what are you doing? Your eyes are sick!" Yang Zhaoniang's pointed eyes instantly saw Cheng Zhiyuan's small movements.
Well, something was wrong. Duan Mingyu looked at Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes. It was such a familiar scene. Cheng Zhiyuan's expression looked like when he was covering up his classmates before. He was so familiar that he almost thought that he was a former classmates traveling through time together.
"Okay, okay, everyone will go back to the camp first, I will ask him a few words alone." Duan Mingyu ordered.
"Yanyan, be nice, go in first, I'll come in later!"
"Wang Aiqing, why are you standing here, your turtle son?"
"Ahem, Zhao Niang, that arrow just now..."
"I understand, I'll go in right away!" Yang Zhaoniang ran away in shame.
Duan Mingyu took a lot of effort to get a group of people back to the camp.
Before leaving, Luo Hou threatened Cheng Zhiyuan: "If you dare to be unfavorable to the young master, I will definitely take the life of you, the dog official."
Cheng Zhiyuan was about to cry but not tears. I was not good for him. It seems that I am a disabled person. God, just open your eyes and kill me! I, the governor, are getting back to the point!
The sky instantly hit a muffled thunder...
Chapter completed!