Heavenly War God Returns To City

C183 Let Us Swing the Oar



C183 Let Us Swing the Oar

"What! Is the news true?"    

    

Zhou Ahhu suddenly stood up and grabbed the collar of the little brother. His eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.    

    

"It's absolutely true. Brother Hu, I dare not lie!" The little brother said.    

    

"F * ck you!"    

    

Zhou Ahhu shouted angrily. Just as he was about to rush out of the door, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Wait!"    

    

"Younger Brother Yang, this is my own business. If I don't go again, Longquan will be gone!"    

    

Zhou Ahhu's eyes were about to tear apart.    

    

Yang Xuan waved his hand to signal the other party to calm down. He then looked at the subordinate who had reported the news and said faintly, "How are the casualties now? How are Zhou Ahbao's injuries? "    

    

The subordinate hurriedly said, "The casualties are very heavy. At least half of our brothers from Longquan have gone in. They are currently struggling to hold on. If they delay any longer, I'm afraid that they won't be able to hold on any longer. Furthermore, Zhou Ahbao's injuries were extremely serious. A few of his bones were broken. If I don't save him now, I'm afraid that he will..."    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Zhou Ahhu furiously roared. But at this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly raised his hand and waved it, slapping that little brother to the ground and causing him to faint.    

    

"What are you doing? This is my man!" Loong Xiaomann urgently said.    

    

"Don't worry. Listen to me!"    

    

Yang Xuan said in a deep voice, "If I'm not wrong, Longquan Moun is fine now."    

    

Zhou Ahhu was stunned. He had an inexplicable trust in Yang Xuan. It was as if whatever Yang Xuan said was the truth. "Younger Brother Yang, what do you mean?"    

    

Yang Xuan turned his head and looked at Loong Xiaomann. He pointed at the unconscious man on the ground and said faintly, "Who is this man?"    

    

Loong Xiaomann was puzzled. "He is a subordinate of the weasel. I have seen him many times. He should be fine."    

    

Yang Xuan shook his head lightly. "That's right. First, since he is the subordinate of the weasel, then why is he the one who came to report it?"    

    

"Second, if such a big thing really happened in Longquan, even you don't know about it, where did he come from?"    

    

"And he even knows so clearly about the casualties, and even Zhou Ahbao's broken bones. Don't you all feel that this is very strange?"    

    

Loong Xiaomann was slightly stunned, and her face suddenly changed. "This is fake information. He wants to bait us!"    

    

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "I guess this person must have been bribed by his opponent and deliberately provided us with fake information. Such a big thing happened in Longquan. You must be very anxious and will be overwhelmed by anger."    

    

"Then, of course, you will bring people to rescue them. If that is the case, the opponent will take advantage of the emptiness inside you to launch an attack and take down the Northern Region in one fell swoop!"    

    

Loong Xiaomann broke out in cold sweat after hearing this. If it was not for Yang Xuan's presence today, the consequences would be unimaginable!    

    

"That is simple. I will immediately call to verify it!" Zhou Ahhu took out his phone and said.    

    

Yang Xuan waved his hand and said, "No need. The opponent's plan is so meticulous. He will definitely not miss out such a big flaw. If I am not wrong, the signal of the entire Longquan Moun has been disrupted."    

    

Zhou Ahhu doubtfully dialed the number and found that it was just as Yang Xuan had said. The number in Longquan was not connected at all!    

    

"These bastards!"    

    

Zhou Ahhu gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Then let's go with the plan and act like we're going all out. Then we'll set up an inescapable net here and wait for those bastards to fall into our trap!"    

    

"I'll make the arrangements now!" Loong Xiaomann immediately took out her phone and started to make arrangements.    

    

Yang Xuan could not help but nod. It seemed that no matter if it was Zhou Ahhu, Loong Xiaomann was still the same. To be able to reach this stage today, she must have had something special about her. Although they were sometimes reckless, once they calmed down... Her mind and wisdom were not something ordinary people could compare with.    

    

"If that's all, then it'll be too easy for them"    

    

Yang Xuan said faintly.    

    

"What do you mean?" Loong Xiaomann asked doubtfully.    

    

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. "Call the weasel over immediately. I have something to talk to him about."    

    

Although Loong Xiaomann did not know what Yang Xuan was up to, she still hurriedly called the weasel over.    

    

When the weasel pushed open the door and entered, everyone, including Yang Xuan, could not help but feel embarrassed.    

    

This fellow finally did not wear the white t-shirt and black pants from before today. Instead, he changed into a big red shirt that was ironed out. He had a pair of colorful beach pants on his lower body and the chin of the shirt was stuffed into his pants waist. He was still wearing the same pair of white tourist shoes.    

    

The blonde hair was combed into a smooth hairstyle. He held a white paper folding fan in his hand. There were a few flamboyant grass books on the folding fan. Upon closer inspection, there were three big words: Make a fortune!    

    

Such a crane standing in a flock of chickens, such an ingenious clothing, it simply made people... want to capture this grandson and give him a good beating!    

    

"Weasel, how many times have I told you, can you put on your clothes properly in the future!"    

    

Loong Xiaomann could not help but roar. It seemed like she was also very mad for the weasel.    

    

The weasel chuckled. The air conditioner in the room was already fully turned on. However, he still waved the folding fan in his hand and said gently, "Although I like to read and advocate connotations, I will not be careless when it comes to external appearances. I feel that this is the basic self-restraint of a scholar. "    

    

Yang Xuan and the others broke out in a cold sweat. This person was simply the best of the best!    

    

"Weasel, I have a mission for you now. You must complete it!"    

    

Yang Xuan calmed his emotions. He had interacted with the weasel a few times. Although this person was a bit stupid, his mind was still quite bright.    

    

"Go to Longquan immediately and rush there as fast as you can, but don't take the main road. Go around the side road and find Zhou Ahbao. Ask him to attack Little He Zi's people immediately!"    

    

"Younger Brother Yang, what do you mean by this?" Zhou Ahhu was a little confused.    

    

Yang Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Just do as I say."    

    

Zhou Ahhu gritted his teeth, took off a pocket watch from his bosom, and tossed it to the weasel. "Just tell Ahbao that I gave the order, and then remember a secret signal. The last sentence is to ask what the world's love is..."    

    

Before Zhou Ahhu could finish speaking, the weasel immediately followed up with another sentence. "A direct promise of life and death!"    

    

After saying that, he said with a face full of emotion, "This is a sad and beautiful poem written by the ancient people. Every time I hear these sad and beautiful sentences, I feel a faint sadness."    

    

"Brother Hu, it seems that you are also a cultured person. Even the secret code is so miserable and beautiful. Why don't we take some time to sit together and talk about poetry and songs. Oh right, Brother Hu, what kind of books do you usually like to read? I usually love the loneliness of the century in Mozart, and I write it especially poignant and beautiful... "    

    

"Shut the f * ck up!"    

    

Zhou Ahbao went crazy, "Who the f * ck told you that the next sentence is a direct promise of life and death? It was good. The secret code was to ask what was love in the world. The next sentence is a rich rabbit. Is there something wrong with your brain? If it was so obvious, would it still be called a f * cking secret code? "    

    

"Also, are you f * cking crazy? Even I, this uncultured person, know that Mozart is an erhu. What kind of book is he writing!?"    

    

" Yes, yes, yes. Oh my, I remember wrongly. Mozart is indeed an erhu. The song that he played, Let's Swing Two Oar, is simply intoxicating. Brother Hu, do you usually love music too? "    

    


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