Fantasy Antagonist: After I Acted Lazy, The Protagonist Went Off The Rails.

Chapter 818 Battle On The Rooftop

"Yes, and his head is still hanging on the city of Nanman Kingdom. It has been dried for many years." The junior sister gritted her teeth.

"No, I want to go down the mountain, and I want to bring Senior Brother Han's bones back."

Jiang Chen angrily ran to see his master, but his master was sitting there, fishing by the water. Jiang Chen called a Taoist priest and said: "Master! Senior Brother Han died in Nanman. I want to go down the mountain. I want to take the death of senior brother." Bring back the bones."

"I already knew it. You go down the mountain. I brought back his iron sword."

Master did not hold back or warn me.

Jiang Chen didn't hesitate at all.

"The girl is so beautiful, I am Jiang Chen." 13

When Captain Yang took a look at it, he said angrily: "Good guy, I just had a meal, and now you are molesting a good woman. I don't know whether to live or die."

Jiang Chen reluctantly let go of the pretty girl. In an instant, Yang Zhen pulled out his saber and slashed at her. With a clang, an ordinary iron sword blocked the saber. Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you have such great skills. You should Are you practicing the vigorous boy's skill?"

Yang Zhen suddenly became angry, not because someone said that his cultivation skills were broken, but because this was his pain. People who practice this skill are not allowed to touch beautiful women. If they touch "when their skills are broken, they will die." One piece!

How could a policeman not have many enemies?

For a time, the place was overcrowded. The shopkeeper and the waiter had already arrived. Watching Agent Yang confront the thief, they wished he could kill Jiang Chen with a single blow.

Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Why, I want to kill me and eat you when I look at you. But you are an official, and now I am a rogue, so what if I am a rogue?"

Yang Zhen said with relief: "That's right. We can't use it here. Why don't you fight on the rooftop with me? If you win, I'll pay you back the wine and room fees, and treat you to a drink."

Jiang Chen became interested and said with a smile: "What if you lose?"

Yang Zhendao: "Of course you will come back to the Yamen with me."

When Jiang Chen thought about it, he made the profit whether he won or lost. He had drunk the wine, slept in it, and touched the beauty. It was no loss or loss!

After saying that, he tiptoed and flew up to the roof. He smiled at the waiter and said, "Waiter, another bottle of wine, please."

The waiter was confused for a while, not knowing what to do or not to do.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll treat you as a drink in advance."

The waiter immediately rushed back to the inn to get some drinks. Looking at the white-robed young man and Detective Yang Zhen, he suddenly felt envious. People with strong martial arts skills like them were the real masters.

After the waiter handed it to Yang Zhen, he threw it to Jiang Chen. The young man in white robe raised his head and drank heavily, shouting: "Have fun! I met someone like you today. It's not a pity to come to Yanjing. No, it's not a pity." such a pity."

Having said that, he threw away the jug, and the young man in white robe raised his sword towards Yang Zhen. Although the iron sword was simple and unpretentious, it could cut iron like clay in Jiang Chen's hands. Yang Zhen was counting on the wine money he owed the shopkeeper. with room charges.

Fighting on the roof of the building again will inevitably break a few tiles, that's all, think about it, at worst, you will give up your face and ask for a few rewards from the chief manager!

After thinking about this, Yang Zhen had no scruples and simply stepped on the roof beams of the house. He drew his sword and touched Jiang Chen's sword. As soon as he touched it, he was like a kite with broken strings. , flew out like catkins flying.

Jiang Chen took his breath away and stopped staying. He simply stepped forward and disappeared to the end of the roof. Yang Zhen was lying on the roof without ever leaving anyone else's room. He couldn't help but laugh: "What a rogue Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain Tai Chi."