Chapter 285: The Old Stubborn Lord of Forty-Nine City

The convertible car sped across the vast plateau, and soon the herd of Tibetan antelopes disappeared completely from view. It was already dusk, and not far ahead, it seemed that I could already see the heat of cooking rice, and I could smell the faint fragrance.

It was already dark, and the stars were already appearing in the eastern sky.

At this moment, Cheng Rui suddenly shouted: "Alas, alas, stop! This is here!" Cheng Rui shouted, and Karn hurriedly stopped the car.

Cheng Xitong also came back to his senses and looked around: "Yes, it's here." Do you see the tent, this is it!" said him, and everyone got out of the car together.

Yu Qingcheng didn't ask much, and looked at the scattered small tents in front of him, because this was obviously a small camp that had been built. Tents and cooking utensils have become a rather populous landscape that decorates nature, but if you look closely, you can see that the ground of several hundred square meters in the middle of the camp is as smooth as a mirror and as hard as iron! This is obviously the result of years of practice, shaking feet, and trampling like this.

And in the small camp, there are indeed people active. Some of them were dressed in civilian clothes, some were wearing military overcoats, there were more than a dozen of them, and all of them had a strong aura, and none of them were under Hussein and Karn, which surprised Yu Chengcheng.

Hussein and Karn were even more horrified. Because no matter whether these people are gathered together or what kind of sect they are, such a force is really shocking.

At this time, those people also discovered Yu Chengcheng and them. A man with a lunch box leaned over to look at them, then turned around and shouted: "Old Gong, that Secretary Cheng is here again!" He shouted, and a tall middle-aged man wearing a military coat and also holding a lunch box came out of one of the tents.

When Cheng Xitong saw this person, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Yo, Comrade Gong, I haven't seen you for a long time." Let me introduce you ......"

I don't know that this man didn't buy his account at all: "Who is with you comrade? As he spoke, he continued to eat with his lunch box.

Cheng Xitong was suddenly embarrassed, turned back to Yu Chengcheng and said, "Look at this, Comrade Gong has a bad temper, don't be surprised." Cheng Xitong said, touching the pocket of his cadre uniform with his hand, as if he had never been so embarrassed in this life as he was today. Cheng Rui saw his pitiful appearance, and hurriedly jumped up.

"Uncle Gong, can you let us have a meal?"

The man swallowed a mouthful of food and said with a smile: "It's Xiaorui! No problem, but when you're full, you have to sing a few songs to relieve our boredom? As he spoke, he also threw a wink at Cheng Rui, which made Cheng Xitong frown. After the man finished speaking, several people in the back began to add ingredients to the pot and beckoned everyone to come over.

Cheng Xitong was not in the mood to eat, adjusted the way he spoke, and said in a normal tone: "Lao Gong, you are all masters, of course it's good to be a volunteer here and resist poaching." However, there is a broader world out there, and the country and the people also need you, and they need you to contribute to the cause of socialism. I know it's a bit abrupt to ask you to go out of the mountain, but it's all for the people......"

"You don't have to talk nonsense here!"

The man interrupted Cheng Xitong's words again, making the men cooking behind the tent laugh. The man said: "You are still serving the people, who are you going to be? The people of Tajikistan should be so unlucky, they will serve you!" he said and put the lunch box aside, not looking at Cheng Xitong.

Hearing this, Cheng Xitong's face turned blue and white for a while; Cheng Rui watched his brother being scolded, and finally couldn't help but say: "Uncle Gong, you are bullying my brother again! I am angry, and the consequences are very serious." Didn't you say that if you were to be invited out of the mountain, you would have to find a master who could take you over with ten moves? Today we brought people here, and you blew the cowhide so big, don't cry if you lose the battle in a while. ”

"Yo, Xiaorui, you are so good to your brother, so protective of him?" the man couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and then looked at the convertible in the distance. The first thing he saw was Hussein and Karn, who were so strong that their bodies were so strong that they turned around, but after just a glance, the man sneered: "Just these two 'western' ones? ”

But as he spoke, he finally set his sights on Yu Chengcheng. Cheng Rui also said: "Listen to me, the person we invited is her!"

"Hello seniors, in the next Yu Allure. Yu Qingcheng understood what he heard, and when he saw that they had also spoken, he took a few steps forward and walked in front of the mysterious man. The man held the lunch box and looked at Yu Qingcheng again, his eyes suddenly burst out with a golden light like a little sun, and his expression became particularly excited: "Good, good, good! Master, this is really a master, good!

As soon as he spoke, the people behind him who were cooking also stood up, looking at the man in surprise, as if they couldn't believe that he would have such a reaction.

"It's an honor to meet you. I didn't expect that in Chinese mainland, there really is a master like you, it is really immortal Chinese martial arts!" Yu Qingcheng also looked at this person, and seemed to feel an unfathomable feeling.

The man was tall and long, at least over 1.85 meters. has casual inch hair and a handsome face, but it is definitely not the handsomeness of Xiao Xianrou, but the kind of angular and handsome who has been bathed in the flames of war.

Therefore, his figure is not stout, but it gives people an extremely majestic artistic conception, and his appearance is about forty, but Yu Qingcheng can feel that this man is probably in his early sixties. It's just that his body, qi and blood, are still as vigorous as in his prime, and between his seemingly cynical words and deeds, there seems to be an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

It's just that this sense of vicissitudes seems to have a kind of self-restraint confusion, and I haven't really come into contact with the artistic conception of sincerity.

The man listened to Yu Chengcheng's words, and said with a smile: "China is the source of ancient martial arts, and naturally there are masters. Under the surname Gong, his name is Gong Yuemin, the stubborn master of the new third session of the 49th City, who has gone up the mountain and down to the countryside, and has fought and carried a gun. The biggest hobby in life is to shoot my mother-in-law, but don't fall in love with me! How about it, can the little sister introduce herself too?"

Cheng Xitong stood aside, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Because this person has met him several times, he has never introduced himself in such a serious way, even if the name "Gong Yuemin" is the first time to say it.

Yu Tingcheng also smiled: "Under the surname Yu, the name is Chengcheng, and he was originally the head of the 800,000 forbidden army in □ Beijing. Just because he was evil to □ Taiwei, he suffered an unjust lawsuit, so he was exiled in the rivers and lakes. ”

When the old "stubborn master" named Gong Yuemin heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then couldn't help laughing: "It's interesting, this metaphor is quite interesting." But on the rivers and lakes, don't report the name of the head of the 800,000 forbidden army, everything depends on your ability. Since we are here, those false nonsense will be thrown aside, and let's compare and compare. Gong Yuemin said, took off the military coat on his body, and then shook his hand and stabbed towards Yu Chengcheng!

When he made this move, everyone was immediately taken aback! Because no one expected that this Gong Yuemin would actually say that he would do it, and he didn't mean to drag the mud and water at all. A large army in his hand, with a tremble, instantly twisted into a strand, like a thick hemp rope, and like a big stick, pointing straight to the middle line from Yu Qingcheng's eyebrows to his navel, and the air that burst out was distorted to the point that there was a muffled sound around him.

Gong Yuemin and Yu Chengcheng were originally only three or four meters apart, so this stick, plus the length of his hand, was enough to reach Yu Chengcheng's body. This momentum in the blink of an eye makes people not doubt at all that even a big tree can be pierced in pairs! The kung fu of shaking the cloth into a stick has been displayed to the extreme on the basis of Gong Yuemin's kung fu.

Hussein and Karn, who were far away from Gong Yuemin at this time, were both taken aback by his momentum and swept backwards one after another! And Cheng Xitong didn't even have room to react except for feeling horror at this moment, just standing there like a wooden stake.

Cheng Rui reacted a little, but she had no intention of running at all. Because in her consciousness, even if the sky falls, Yu Chengcheng can withstand it! So Cheng Rui is not afraid at all, she just feels excited and fun.

"Good stick skills. ”

And in the face of this stick, Yu Tingcheng felt an unprecedented excitement! With a mistake under her feet, her whole body suddenly shook, and she missed the straight stab of the stick like a phantom, and at the same time leaned on the stick with a back blow! This style is the "Sancai Step Iron Mountain Leaning", as if it had pierced the seven inches of the snake, so that the piercing of the cloth stick instantly turned into static. After that, another elbow was stabbed straight into Gong Yuemin's right hand holding the stick.

This big gun nodded, so fast that he couldn't even see it clearly! Yu Chengcheng's style, with the steps of the Lost Trace Fist Leaping Horse Tanxi, was the shaking strength of the concubine sleeping bird on his body, and he staggered Gong Yuemin's peerless blow in one fell swoop, and the way he shot was the Tiger Triple Jump Stream of Baji Fist. At this moment, Gong Yuemin's eyes also became extremely solemn: because the stick method he just now was originally pregnant with endless tricks, but it was cracked by Yu Chengcheng.

Yu Tingcheng also recognized that Gong Yuemin used the rare Shaolin faction's "Siping Outer Double Sealing Stick".

This kind of stick method is a real soft stick method, after the shot can be bent straight and telescopic at will, pointing to the east and west, as if closing the southeast and northwest four directions, making it difficult to defend and attack. Therefore, she smashed into the middle palace and deceived herself in front of Gong Yuemin! Yu Qingcheng's elbow pierced Gong Yuemin's right hand into the tiger's mouth, and the strength was so great that the sleeves on her clothes were tightly attached to her skin, and she even wrapped a layer of drill-like wind outside her elbow.

The boxing method is practiced to fight hard, and there is almost no difference between it and a real big gun.

Therefore, after Gong Yuemin broke the double sealing stick with Yu Tingcheng's back, he didn't hesitate to let go of the cloth stick, and with a bend of his palm, he grabbed it towards Yu Tingcheng's side face! The other person is a master of the hand, hitting from afar, breaking the elbow with his claws, and the flesh pad in the gap between the nails between the shots suddenly collapsed, and the nails actually poked out an inch long, like a blade! It seems that this poking out is not a human hand, but the claws of a beast that shows its fangs.

The vitality of the Dan master is 100 times higher than that of ordinary people, nails can grow at any time, and the metabolism is incredibly fast! Of course, the Dan Dao master can usually slow down the vitality, delay aging, and stay young.

Gong Yuemin threw the stick, turned into a claw, and grabbed it forward, as if he expected Yu Chengcheng to break the double seal stick technique, and invited you into the urn.

The loose stick shattered in the air and turned into a pile of rags.