Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap, and half a moon flies.

"Hoo ......"

The sky was just bright, and the melodious breathing sound of the lingering stamina rose and fell in the small courtyard.

Lu Chuan faced the east with a hint of whiteness, his feet were like hooks and scratches the ground, his knees were slightly bent and restrained like pincers, his elbows were curled up, and his hands were like holding a dragon python in front of him.

Watching Lu Chuan's waist swing and rise, there is a long neighing of dragons and horses hidden in his breathing, and he is a sign of the consummation of the horse pile!

The Four Realms of Martial Arts: Entry, Small Success, Great Success, and Perfection.

The cavalry of the northern frontier army is elite, and it takes three or five years of hard training to achieve success, and the state of perfection is even rarer.

Even if it is a family education, it will take a year and a half for those who have been supplemented with medicinal stones since childhood.

"This body...... Ahem!"

An abnormal flush suddenly flashed on Lu Chuan's face, and his eyes showed a gloomy color.

I thought it would be enough to support the harvest of the nine products, but now it seems that at most it can last until the middle of the nine products.

For another person, it may be enough to cultivate to the eighth grade.

"Boss, it's not good!"

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy came running in a panic.

The young man's name is Zhuang Liujin, and he is one of the victims who fled into the city, and there is also an older brother who is a new soldier.

"Hoo ......"

Lu Chuan methodically completed the last few movements, and slowly exhaled a faint breath of white gas, which disappeared with a flash of dark iron luster on his skin.

This is exactly the image of Tie Yi Jin's first heavy Xiaocheng, only half a step away from breaking through Dacheng and being promoted to the middle stage of the ninth rank martial artist!

"Humph!"

After understanding the whole story, Lu Chuan put on the small flag leather armor with a cold face, carried the waist knife, and left the small courtyard under the worried eyes of Lu Shen's mother and daughter.

Zhuang Liujin carried an iron gun and followed closely.

Soon, I arrived at the place of the incident, a commercial street.

The sound of crying and scolding came from afar, and the crowd was three layers inside and three layers outside, blocking half of the street, and there was a faint miserable hum through the crowd.

I saw several women crying and crying, hugging each other, and a few pairs of burdens were smashed, and all kinds of delicate pastries were trampled and scattered all over the ground.

There were also a few half-grown teenagers with blue noses and swollen faces, trampled under the feet of seven or eight flower-armed men, and one big man was sitting at the only intact table next to him, munching on pastries.

"Spotted leopard, they don't owe you money too, do they?"

Lu Chuan narrowed.

"Lu Xiaoqi!"

The spotted leopard grinned and said hideously, "For half a month, these people haven't paid a penny of management fees, and they have made the street smoky."

I've always been anxious for justice and righteousness, and I can't see this kind of untouchables disturbing the place, so I will teach the villagers a lesson for them, so that these people can know the rules!"

"Rules?

Lu Chuan stroked the handle of the knife.

This thing is no longer good.

Otherwise, the prestige he has built up with great difficulty will be lost!

"My Mad Tiger rules!"

A cold voice sounded behind itself, but I saw a tall and thin man come out of the crowd.

"In the south of the city, who doesn't know that my Crazy Tigers help the neighborhood solve problems?

Is it true that the brothers can only sweep the streets and dare not teach others?"

This person is the iron-clawed wolf, one of the four King Kongs of the Wind Tiger Gang, and like the spotted leopard, he is also a martial artist of the ninth grade.

And he has a cruel temperament and likes to torture people the most!

"Hey!"

Lu Chuan laughed angrily.

The recruits clean up every day, and the people around them all say good, why bother the people?

It is clearly coveting the profits of these pastry stalls, and by the way, finding fault!

"How much do you want?"

Lu Chuan took a light breath, his face was difficult to see, and it seemed that he had to choose to compromise because he was attacked by the enemy on his abdomen and back.

"Not much, every month, a stall is one hundred taels, or eighty percent of the dry shares, and the leopard master guarantees that no one dares to trouble them!"

The spotted leopard stretched out its hand triumphantly.

In his opinion, the two Nine Rank Martial Artists could naturally easily subdue Lu Chuan.

The crowd was in an uproar.

In this era, one tael of silver is enough for a family of three to spend most of the month.

Whether it is one hundred taels of silver a month, or seventy percent for nothing, the rest is barely enough for the families of the recruits, and half of Lu Chuan's eldest son can't get it!

But he still 'shivered' in anger for a while, and then threw out a money bag.

"Take it!"

"Be careful!"

The iron-clawed wolf snorted, and his black hands slashed at the back of Lu Chuan's head and the back of his heart like iron claws.

Cangchangchang!

The sword light flashed from Lu Chuan's waist, and the strange thing was that at the moment when he took a step forward, he turned around like **, swept in all directions, and slashed behind him fiercely.

There was a click, and the sparks splashed in all directions, and the iron claw wolf's arms trembled and burst back, and the iron claws on his hands seemed to be broken!

"Look for death!"

The spotted leopard suddenly changed color, and raised a cooked copper stick and smashed it on the top of Lu Chuan's head.

In an exclamation, Lu Chuan seemed to have the right eye behind his back, slightly staggered, and with a buzzing copper stick, he smashed into the ground with the corner of his clothes, and was instantly stabbed in the shoulder.

"Die!"

The spotted leopard was ferocious, flew up and kicked Lu Chuan's lower abdomen, but was unexpectedly pushed back by Lu Chuan's knee, and at the same time raised the knife sideways.

Whew!

Almost at the same time, Lu Chuan had a few more blood grooves on his back, and one arm flew in response to the scream!

"Ah...... My hands!"

The iron-clawed wolf clenched his arms and howled.

"I slaughtered you little bastard!"

The spotted leopard danced the cooked copper stick, like a wheel, and crushed towards the thin Lu Chuan.

Ping Pong!

Everywhere they passed, the tables and chairs were broken and splashed, the sand and stones were flying, and the bluffing crowd exclaimed and burst back, and when there was a piercing roar, a broken knife flew and broken.

The saber was destroyed, and Lu Chuan was in danger in an instant, and he was forced into a corner.

"The third child, kill him!"

The iron-clawed wolf was full of resentment.

"Hahaha, voila!"

The spotted leopard smirked wildly, and the stick was more fierce.

"Boss, take the gun!"

Zhuang Liujin saw that the situation was not good, and threw the iron gun over with shaking his hand.

"Little bastard, look for death!"

The iron-clawed wolf stared at Zhuang Liujin.

"Humph!"

Lu Chuan took the gun in the air, shaking out an astonishing arc, and the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake and picked up the spotted leopard Tianling Gai, but was blocked by the spotted leopard's horizontal stick and flew away.

"Die......"

The spotted leopard stepped forward with a smirk, startled.

I saw Lu Chuan stepping on the wall, turning back in a moment, and stabbing out an incomparable shot.

"Die!"

The spotted leopard was ferocious, did not dodge or dodge, and smashed a stick on the top of Lu Chuan's head.

Laugh at!

Boom!

The copper rod missed, and the tip of the spear pierced the shoulders of the spotted leopard, but the latter held the head of the spear with a wild laugh, lifted the copper rod with one hand, and smashed it down on Lu Chuan's head.

Boom!

When Lu Chuan did not retreat but advanced, instantly threw himself into his arms, and knocked the spotted leopard away, he only had one feeling left, that is, he was hit by a galloping horse!

"Look for death!"

Lu Chuan snorted, pulled back the iron spear with his hand, and swept violently towards the iron-clawed wolf who was about to shoot at Zhuang Liujin, forcing it back in an instant, and when he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, he suddenly coughed violently.

"Go up, go up together, kill this tuberculosis ghost!"

The spotted leopard had a hideous ugly face, clutching his chest and spitting blood.

"It's you who died, and today you will eliminate the harm for the people!"

Lu Chuan moved to kill, and without thinking about it, he turned around and shot a shot, and pierced the heart of the spotted leopard with a snort.

"How dare you ......"

Pity this one of the four King Kongs of the Wind Tiger Gang, he couldn't have imagined that he would take his life just by collecting protection money at a time.

"Who dares to touch our boss?"

The minions of the Wind Tiger Gang fought with more than a dozen young recruits who rushed over, and the screams were endless in an instant, and the chaos was extremely chaotic.

One side is used to being powerful, and the other is to protect the hard-won stable life, and everyone is red-eyed, and almost all of them are dead!

"You are so bold, you dare to gather a crowd to make trouble and disturb your neighbors, this official will not tolerate it, take it all!"

When the two sides were almost exhausted, at some point, a group of officials surrounded them, holding high the soul hook rope and water and fire sticks, mercilessly, smashing their heads and faces.

"Ah......h

The screams were as soon as they started, and Lu Chuan's eyes were about to split, and he roared sharply, "Formation!"

"Whoa!"

Although the rigorous training after half a month was not forbidden, the recruits were still assembled in the shortest possible time.

The recruits who came one after another, protecting the robes that had fallen to the ground, although they hated to cramp and skin these wolf-like servants, they still obeyed the order to protect their companions and retreated.

In just such a short period of time, there were as many people who were injured under the hands of the officials as there were those who were injured by the Wind Tiger Gang!

"What a gut, dare to resist arrest, openly provoke the yamen, surrender quickly, otherwise you will be killed!"

Guo Huai'an, the chief catcher of Yangshan County, stared at Lu Chuan coldly, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Pitfall!

Lu Chuan's heart was beating wildly, and his face was extremely ugly, this was a trap for himself!

"Brothers, the dog servants and the Wind Tiger Gang colluded with each other to poison Yangshan County, and now they are mutilating the families of the border army and plotting to rob our family property, what should I do?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Formation!"

Lu Chuan swallowed two iron food pills in one go, his eyes were bloodshot, he shook the big gun, and stood at the front of the team with a loud roar.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen intact recruits stepped forward in unison, holding their swords and guns aloft, looking at death as if they were at home.

These people, either living in hardship, or their families have been hit by bandits, and they have been forced to a dead end, what else do they dare not do?

"Lu Chuan, in broad daylight, Lang Lang, you dare to reverse black and white, I really think it's ......"

Guo Huai'an was furious.

"Fuck your shit, you ask the people of Yangshan County, who doesn't know that you dogskins and the Wind Tiger Gang wear a pair of pants on weekdays?

How many people have died because of your family?

How many people have been bullied by you?

How many people have you usurped their land?

How many people have been forced by you to sell their sons and daughters?"

Lu Chuan's questioning was higher than one after another, which aroused everyone's hatred.

Although the people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, their eyes full of hatred made Guo Huai'an uncomfortable.

"Lu Chuan, the small banner of the border army, gathered crowds to make trouble, killed and injured the people, obstructed tolerance, slandered the court, plotted misdeeds, and killed on the spot!"

With an order, the officials did not hesitate any longer, and killed the recruits, instantly crushing.

If there was no Guo Huai'an, a nine-rank martial artist, even if he suppressed several times more than himself, he would not have made the recruits so miserable!

"Little brute, if you want to blame, blame you for offending someone who shouldn't be offended!"

Guo Huai'an easily broke through the defense line, and the soul hook rope shook at will, and broke the bones and tendons of the four or five recruits, and rolled them towards Lu Chuan's chest like poisonous snakes.

"Poof......

Lu Chuan's chest was sunken, his mouth was spitting blood, his body was full of energy, and the dark iron color on his body was shining slightly, and his momentum soared by three points.

"Iron Clothes is a great success?"

Guo Huai'an smiled disdainfully, flicked the iron rope casually, and put it on Lu Chuan's neck with great precision.

"Stop!"

There was a crisp sound, the iron rope clattered to the side, and another majestic drink like a spring breeze came.