He came to Wu Song, picked up a fist as big as a sandbag, and smashed it into Wu Song's head.

Wu Song raised his left arm and blocked the third master's fist with the palm of his left hand.

Compared with the third master's fist, Wu Song's palm seemed very small, but it was like an iron wall, steadily blocking the third master's fist.

Then, Wu Song's hand grasped the third master's fist.

I saw the third master let out a cry of pain, and his facial muscles twisted in pain.

Wu Song's left arm shook slightly, and the third master staggered back and fell to the ground five or six meters away.

The third master stood up from the ground and raised his left fist, only to see that his fingers were twisted together deformally, obviously all broken.

The third master was shocked and angry, since he practiced the opening technique, he had never encountered such a big defeat.

There was a sudden fear in his heart, the height of Wu Song in front of him was only as high as his chest, but at this time in his eyes, Wu Song was like a god, tall and majestic.

The onlookers next to him whispered, and some pointed at the third master.

A sense of humiliation floated from the third master's heart, and this sense of humiliation produced an even stronger anger.

These two emotions drowned out the fear.

The third master roared, stood up from the ground, picked up the remaining fist, and rushed towards Wu Song.

Wu Song snorted coldly, and when the third master came to him, he deftly dodged his fist, flew up with his left foot, and kicked his knee accurately.

The third master knelt down with a thud, and then, Wu Song imprinted a palm on the third master's chest, and spit out a stream of yuan force at a tricky angle.

The third master's body rose into the air, and Wu Song's palm shook slightly.

The third master was like a cannonball, hitting the floor on the second floor, breaking through the floor, passing through the entire hall on the second floor, breaking through the ceiling on the second floor, and flying into the air outside.

It flew straight seven or eight meters high, and then his huge body fell down the same path.

Passed through the previous hole and fell on the floor of the first floor.

The third master lay on the floor with his head down, motionless.

The onlookers all swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and they couldn't help but guess that the third master would not be dead.

At this moment, the third master stood up from the ground suddenly, pointed at Wu Song and scolded, "You..."

As soon as the three words came out, the third master vomited violently, and after spitting out a lot of filth, he fell to the ground on his back and fainted.

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Wu Song clapped his hands, patted off the dust on them, then cleared his throat and said, "Shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper trotted in front of Wu Song, wiping his sweat all over his head while smiling, "Master, what do you have to tell the little one?"

"This is the third master, I heard that the Flying Dragon Gang has three leaders, so this is the third, above him, there is a boss and a second?" Wu Song squinted at the shopkeeper.

"Ye is right, there is indeed an uncle... One eldest and one second. The shopkeeper said with a smile.

"Where are the two of them? Invite them too." Wu Song said in a nonchalant tone.

"It's really unfortunate, sir," the shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head again, "those two went to the field three days ago, and they are not here." ”

"Then when will they come back?" Wu Song frowned slightly.

"It's hard to say. The shopkeeper peeked at Wu Song's face and pondered.

"Okay, if they come back, you tell them that I, Wu Song, will be waiting for them in the Chengxi Inn. Wu Song put down such a sentence and got up to leave.

The onlookers all applauded and looked at Wu Song with reverent eyes.

In the applause of everyone, Wu Song left the restaurant.

If the boss and second eldest of the Flying Dragon Gang are not there, then the matter here cannot be resolved, so Wu Song can't go on the road, so he can only wait for the two of them to come back.

Wu Song returned to the inn and told everyone about the situation.

Yang Shuang jumped excitedly, "That's great, so we have time to go to the vineyard to play." ”

Wu Song looked at her in wonder, "What vineyard?"

When Wu Song went to the restaurant to find the Flying Dragon Gang, they went to the lobby of the inn to eat.

While eating, Yang Shuang heard the guests at the next table talking about a vineyard. The vineyard, ten miles outside the city, was very large, and it was full of several varieties of grapes.

It's harvest season and the scenery in the vineyards is beautiful.

Not only can you see the tempting plump and juicy grapes and smell the sweet aromas, but you can also observe the people in the vineyard making the wine.

Finally, there is also a complimentary wine tasting.

When Yang Shuang heard this, he wanted to go there and have a look.

"That's easy," Wu Song said with a smile, "Anyway, those two people from the Flying Dragon Gang don't know when they'll come back, so we'll go to the vineyard tomorrow." ”

The next afternoon they left the inn and went to the vineyard.

The scenery there is indeed worthy of its reputation, and after Wu Song saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, "What a beautiful vineyard!"

The entire vineyard covers an area of hundreds of acres, and at a glance, it is really a sea of grapes.

The air is filled with a rich fruity aroma, and after smelling it, people can't help but feel a sense of happiness.

Moreover, swarms of bees and butterflies are attracted by the fruity aroma. Watching these elves dance in the air is also a beautiful treat.

There are many people who come to the vineyard, and some of them are people who come from afar, and like Wu Song, they are all outsiders.

Others, from the nearby villages of Shiliba, come here to buy grapes and make wine.

Wine making is a custom here, and during this season, every household makes wine.

He who grows his own grapes uses his own grapes. It's like if they don't grow grapes, then they come to such vineyards and buy grapes, or buy wine outright.

Wu Song and others followed the flow of people into the vineyard, there are more than a dozen varieties of grapes here, there are crystal clear white grapes, purple purple grapes, small grapes, and large grapes as big as eggs.

Each grape occupies a place, so that the whole vineyard is divided into a dozen places.

Each place has its own unique landscape, and at the entrance of the vineyard hangs a sign detailing where each grape is located, its characteristics, and how to get there.

This sign was carefully made by the vineyard people for the convenience of those who came to the vineyard.

Wu Song and the others had plenty of time anyway, so they walked slowly along the left side of the vineyard and watched.

The ground of the vineyard is cut into small squares, and the grapes are planted in small squares.

Every mile or so, there will be a pavilion. There is a table in the pavilion with several chairs around it.

The vines reach out to the top of the pavilion and create a natural pergola for it, which is a special interest.

Such pavilions were specially built by the vineyard people for rest.

Wu Song and the others stopped and walked in the garden for half an hour, and they were a little tired, so they found a pavilion and went in.

On the pillar of the pavilion hangs a sign saying that people can pick their own grapes to eat and that it is free.

Under the eaves of the pavilion, vines stretched out, and clusters of fat grapes hung down on them.

Everyone picked a bunch and ate it separately, and they all felt that the taste was sweet and wonderful.

While everyone was eating grapes, they chatted all over the world.

At this time, a person walked into the pavilion.

It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy wearing a white and blue robe and carrying a basket on his back.

This is a worker in the vineyard, who is responsible for picking grapes, and there is already half a basket in the basket on his back.

The young man looked at everyone for a while, and then asked in a timid voice, "May I ask who is Wu Song?"

Wu Song responded, "I am, what's wrong?"

The young man came to Wu Song, handed him a note, and said, "In the pavilion next to him, an old man asked me to give this to you." ”

Wu Song took the note, unfolded it, and there was a sentence written on it, "Please come to the pavilion a mile away to see it." ”

The inscription reads that the Flying Dragon Gang is the second leader of the silver-faced dragon.

Wu Song laughed lightly, and the gang feng next to him asked, "What's wrong?"

"The second leader of the Wyvern Gang, ask me to meet in the pavilion in front. Wu Song said with a smile.

"I'll go with you. Gangfeng said seriously.

"No need," Wu Song waved his hand, "A young man, don't worry, you guys play here first, I'll go back when I go." ”

Wu Song left the pavilion, walked a mile forward, and came to another pavilion.

Outside the pavilion stood six people, each of whom was a strong man nearly two meters tall, with a sharp scimitar at his waist.

There was a person sitting in the pavilion, and when he saw Wu Song coming, the man stood up, walked out of the pavilion, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, Wu Song Shaoxia." ”

"You are the second leader of the Flying Dragon Gang, the silver-faced dragon?" Wu Song was a little puzzled, and this person's attitude puzzled him.

After he made a big fuss in the restaurant last night and beat the jade-faced third master, he and the Flying Dragon Gang should have become mortal enemies, why did this silver-faced dragon greet him with a smile?

"Yes, I'm the silver-faced dragon, come, please. The silver-faced dragon waved his hand into the pavilion and invited Wu Song in.

Wu Song smiled slightly and strode into the pavilion.

The silver-faced dragon sat down opposite Wu Song and said in an appreciative tone, "Wu Song's young man is bold, and he actually came to me alone, which really makes me admire, I thought you would bring at least one person." ”

"Since I dare to break into your restaurant alone, I naturally dare to come to your pavilion alone. Say, why are you looking for me?" Wu Song picked up a grape on the table and put it in his mouth.

"Refreshing!" the silver-faced dragon smiled, "Since Wu Song Shaoxia is quick to talk, then I won't go around in circles, come here!"

A strong man walked in from the outside and dropped a box.

The box was a foot square, not large, but when it was placed on the table, it made a heavy sound. That means the box is very heavy.