Chapter Fifty-Eight: Fierce National Arts, Knocking on the Mountain and Shaking the Tiger

"Why not? This monk's identity is not simple, and he uses different moves every time he makes a move, so this person should be to hide his identity, so don't provoke him again, in this eventful season, so as not to cause trouble, do you hear?"

"Got it, Boss!"

"Fierce boxing skills, ancient inheritance, if it weren't for the fact that I was responsible for the life and death of so many people, I really wanted to fight with you!" The burly figure flashed with a strong fighting intent.

After a while, I saw a bald monk dragging a bloody corpse back, standing still in that dwelling, and performing a first-level standard Buddhist ritual towards that dwelling very seriously.

Then he muttered some unknown scriptures, and when he finished reading them, he threw the black-clothed figure into the dwelling, and then returned to the inn with very firm steps.

When he entered the inn, he became more and more firm step by step, and when he walked to the door of Yuan Hong's room, he became extremely light and light, and slapped the door with a heavy palm, and the door latch broke in response.

Wu Chen stepped in, only to see Yuan Hong sleeping heavily on the bed, and his even breathing was slow, but Wu Chen's face was cold.

As if sensing Wu Chen's arrival, Yuan Hong slowly got up from the bed.

"Master, why are you here, thank you for saving your life!" Yuan Hong greeted Wu Chen with a happy face as if he hadn't seen Wu Chen's face.

Seeing that Wu Chen didn't answer with a cold face, Yuan Hong looked a little embarrassed, reached out and poured a cup of tea on the table, and handed it to Wu Chen.

The fist hit Yuan Hong's martial body, and with a bang, Yuan Hong was directly smashed into the wall by this punch, and then a large mouthful of blood protruded with a wow.

There were some fragments of internal organs mixed in the blood, which was really terrifying, and Yuan Hong, who spit out blood between them, was now paper.

"Master, what do you mean by this?

"Don't pretend to be confused for me!"

"What am I pretending to be confused about?"

"Yuan Hong, I can turn a blind eye to some things, but! Don't touch my bottom line! Do you know? Otherwise, I won't estimate your identity, not to mention, what else do you have?"

"Hehe... You and my uncle agreed..."Yuan Hong lay on his stomach on the ground, blood dripping out of his mouth, but Yuan Hong ignored it.

"Don't fucking make an agreement with me, master, I did you in a fit of anger, what else is the agreement?"

"Yo Yo Yo... Do you know what my uncle did to you? Can you clear it? Oh... I forgot, you can ask your master for help, but if I die, you won't be better off if the clan's life card is shattered!

"Hehe, do you think I can't feel their hands and feet?"

"And you're still...?"

"Yuan Hong, you're almost going to be useless because you're so badly injured, aren't you? Otherwise, it's impossible for you to even be able to stop my punch, am I right?"

"So what...?"

"Hehe, so what.... Hahaha... Your uncle must have been killed, right? ”

"Joke, my uncle is a powerhouse of the Six Imperial Realms, how can he be so easy to kill. ”

"But you know who their opponents are... Xue Zhenting, hateful to foreign races, does he do less to kill everything? Do you think your uncle can be spared?"

"Impossible... How could you...?"

"How could I be so clear, right? Am I really an idiot? I warn you Yuan Hong! Don't try to play any tricks in front of me, you invite your identity! You are just a servant from your uncle..."

"You..."

"What are you, you have to be clear about your identity, and don't play tricks with me there, otherwise I will kill you like killing a house slave, and there will be no psychological burden!"

"Haha..."

Wu Chen let Yuan Hong laugh wryly there, turned around and went back to his room, he had already sensed Yuan Hong's untruthfulness.

Sure enough, the concealment was not the slightest, he saw Yuan Hong at first sight, this person was selfish, conceited, indifferent...

The first time I looked at his injuries, I could see that all the injuries on his body at that time were one-time injuries, and there were repeated injuries at all.

Therefore, it can only be shown that he became a deserter in the first battle, so Wu Chen did not hesitate to deceive him once, and sure enough, looking at his reaction, it was really right...

According to the character of the boss, he will definitely not ask for help at the end of the mountain, so he will definitely keep a back hand.

Therefore, the boss will definitely not die so easily, so it is just to suppress Yuan Hong and make less trouble, otherwise, there will be some people along the way.

And if according to Yuan Hong's words, Zhenhaihou - Xue Zhenting is a master of the Demon Gate, this matter is not as simple as that.

Putting aside the matter on the boss's side, let's just say that Yuan Hong, a small three-talent mirror martial artist, why is it worth someone to hunt him down with a silver medal killer.

Either he carried what Xue Zhenting wanted, or he was to eradicate the fish that slipped through the net, if that was the case, Wuchen might also be involved in this trouble.

The Demon Gate, which originated from the branches of the three major schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, has been a master and profound existence since ancient times, and it is impossible to be a leader of the young faction in the Tang Empire.

Therefore, it is absolutely not wise to offend such beings.

Because he has a lot of resources under his hands, once he becomes serious, one Sixiang and one Sancai will not even be enough to stuff people's teeth, so he urgently needs to find out what Yuan Hong is taking.

But for now, Yuan Hong's vigilance against Wu Chen cannot be lifted in a few words.

Therefore, it was useless to have a headache, Wu Chen could only suppress the chaotic thoughts in his heart and sit back on the bed to practice martial arts.

At that moment, a shrill whistle was heard outside the window, and then a neat stride was heard, and then the sound of a team of two steps came.

Apparently there were more than thirty or fifty people in the procession, and the bright torches surrounded the inn, only to see a gloomy man swearing into the inn, and behind this man was a lieutenant in bright leather armor.

While the two waved their hands, a group of soldiers poured into the inn, and then there was a burst of checking of identity documents, and then a check of every room in the inn, which made another burst of chickens and dogs jumping.

The lieutenant and Yang Yanfeng sat in the lobby with gloomy faces, and behind them stood teams of soldiers side by side.

"I warned you in the afternoon! Don't make trouble! Don't make trouble! But you don't listen, okay! Now! Before this matter is clarified, who... Don't want to go!"

Yang Yanfeng stood up suddenly, smashing the table in front of him with one palm, and the shopkeeper next to him twitched his eyes in fear.

"Now that the people are dead, the family of four in the house is dead, and it is the good people of my Xincheng who are dead, this matter is absolutely impossible to stop like this, tomorrow, you wait for the summons, no one can leave until the matter is clarified!" At this moment, the captain stood up and said to the people in the hall.

"No, we're on our way—" said a merchant who suddenly stood up.

"Are you talking to me?" Yang Yanfeng suddenly turned around and interrupted the businessman.

"Your Excellency..."

The merchant clenched his fists and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, the two catchers behind him were carrying long knives with sheaths, and the merchant was knocked to the ground in two and three swords, and then his face was full of blood and he didn't dare to speak, and then the whole hall was silent.

"Do you have an opinion?

"Your Excellency. I saw an elegant middle-aged man step forward and said.

"What? do you have an opinion...?"

"Wait, my lord, I'll deliver the goods for the county lord, please pass a little, we can afford to wait, the county lord can't afford to wait!"

"Hmm...?you're threatening me with the county lord???"

"The villain doesn't dare!"

There was a sound of "pop", and I saw that the middle-aged man was slapped by Yang Yanfeng at some point, and the whole person fell into a rolling gourd, and the blood in his mouth gushed out.

"Take away! This person is suspected of killing the good residents of our Xincheng, and now he is arrested, do you have any opinions?"

"No adult, he did it!" and then said in unison.

"Take it away!" Yang Yanfeng's eyes looked at everyone coldly, and then he got up and waved.

"Greetings to the two adults. This is this group of people hurriedly saluted Yang Yanfeng.

And Wu Chen, who was standing in the corner, did not speak, nor did he rashly come out to admit that he was not a virgin himself.

It's not about himself, and he doesn't dare to get involved in this kind of thing, because there are troubles such as Yuan Hong, and he can't afford to investigate.

Moreover, he was already anxious in his heart, and he couldn't afford the delay in time, because he didn't know how long the old man could delay.

Once the time has passed, if he does not arrive as a ferryman, the old man may really never be found.

The old man who did not find the reincarnation of the old man and experienced the mystery of the womb is likely to sink forever in this vast sea of people.

Therefore, he can't be in a hurry, and he can't delay either, so he needs to bring the living map Yuan Hong on the road as soon as possible.

Because Yuan Hong has a map of the mountain gate, but Wu Chen does not, and tonight's beating momentum also has this meaning.

Because Wu Chen didn't dare to guarantee that Yuan Hong would be able to tell the truth one hundred percent, because he hadn't completely figured out the purpose of their King Kong Clan until now, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Once he flickered with Wang Ba and missed the reincarnation of the old man, it would be over, so it was clear that he was more anxious than Yuan Hong and the boss, but he just didn't dare to show it completely, otherwise, once he fell into passivity, he didn't know what kind of moth was going to come out...