Chapter Seventy-One: Sneak Attack
On the street, the people of the Qingcheng faction were still blocking the door of the Tingfeng Building. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Peng Hu challenged, and he had already shouted several times, but he didn't see Zhou Chen respond for a long time.
Sharp-eyed people all saw the scene of Zhou Chen closing the window upstairs, some people despised him for not daring to fight, and some people laughed at Peng Hu for not being taken seriously by Zhou Chen.
"Senior Brother Peng, the turtle surnamed Zhou cowered upstairs and didn't dare to come down, obviously afraid of us. Senior Brother Yu's martial arts are strong but he was victimized by this person, and he must have used the despicable means of the next three indiscriminate. We must not let this kind of person go, as long as the senior brother gives an order, we will rush up and take down this person!"
A Qingcheng disciple saw that Zhou Chen didn't come out to fight, so he approached Peng Hu and said.
"Okay!
Peng Hu is tall and has a decisive personality, and he really hates Zhou Chen so much that he wants to avenge Yu Jiexiong.
He said to do it, and as soon as the words came out, he took the lead and took a step forward and pushed hard, pushing the two bodyguards who had been blocking the door to the ground.
Then he didn't stop at all, and entered the gate directly, and more than a dozen Qingcheng disciples behind him also rushed in after him.
"Young heroes, all the young heroes of the Qingcheng faction! You can find someone, but don't fight in the store, when you break something, who will we ask for compensation!"
In the lobby on the first floor, because the people of the Qingcheng faction were blocked outside the door, many diners were afraid of harming the pond fish, so they had already escaped from the door and stayed on the street to wait for the play. Therefore, there are very few people in the lobby, and there are almost only people left listening to the wind building.
And because he was instructed by the eldest young master, the steward on the first floor did not ask anyone to stop Peng Hu and the others, but just said a few words that seemed to dissuade him.
"Get out of here!"
Peng Hu pushed the steward away, and then walked to the second floor with a "kick-and-roll".
The Qingcheng disciples behind him also followed, and a group of people went upstairs at the same time, "squeaking" the originally sturdy wooden steps.
And after they all left the first floor and went up to the second floor, many of the people who were watching the theater outside the door of the restaurant, some of them boldly entered the door, as if they wanted to follow all the way to see it clearly.
"Surnamed Zhou, you shrunken turtle with no soft son!
Peng Hu led the people behind him all the way up, and shouted with his mouth open while rushing back, shouting out some swearing and vulgar words.
He shouted, but received no response.
Until he rushed to the fifth floor and was finally blocked.
That is the twenty-three people brought by Zhou Chen, led by the hunchbacked old man, and all the floors were covered by them, and there was no one else.
After Peng Hu led people to the fifth floor, what he saw was a formation of twenty-three people lined up.
"Little brute, you dare to scold my uncle, don't you take Jinling Villa in your eyes?"
The hunchbacked old man stepped forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at Peng Hu's face as sharp as an eagle's falcon.
"How can there be so many people? It's Liu Baoyu, he dares to sin me! What good is this for him!?"
Peng Hu has a strong body and well-developed limbs, and although his brain is not smart, it is not difficult to use.
When he saw that there were twice as many people in front of him as there were on his side, he immediately knew that he had been yin.
He was able to find Zhou Chen's location this time because of the information that Liu Baoyu, the prince of Bliss, told him. It's just that the Prince of Bliss only said that Zhou Chen was listening to the wind building with Miss Shen Family, but he concealed that Zhou Chen also brought twenty-three subordinates.
Now he knows that he has fallen for the calculation of the Son of Bliss, but it is difficult to ride a tiger.
The shouting outside just now was so fierce, and now he is still rushing up with people, it is impossible to see that there are many people on the other side, so he immediately admits and retreats, right?
If you really want to do this, not to mention that you will lose your face, you will also lose the face of the Qingcheng faction, and he Peng Hu will never be treated by his master again in the future.
Peng Hu could feel the momentum of the hunchbacked old man in front of him, that must be a master of the innate realm, before he reached the congenital, no matter how strong his combat power was, it would be difficult to match the other party.
The dozen or so Qingcheng disciples behind Peng Hu, they could also roughly guess the strength of the hunchbacked old man, and their faces all became ugly, without the momentum that rushed all the way up just now, they all had more or less nervous looks, waiting for Peng Hu's decision.
"No!
When Peng Hu saw the looks of all the juniors and disciples, he knew that they all had some intention of retreating, but even if they left spontaneously, not because Peng Hu ordered them to retreat, when the Qingcheng faction lost its reputation, this account would still be counted on Peng Hu.
Peng Hu understood that there was no choice at this time.
He turned his heart sideways, took a step forward with the momentum of the hunchbacked old man, and said strongly: "I'm here to find the man surnamed Zhou, I want to challenge him to avenge my senior brother!
The ring he was talking about was the jousting platform set up in the largest square in the Iron City.
Martial arts were forbidden in the Iron City, so such a jousting platform was set up to settle many disputes.
Peng Hu originally rushed up with people, but he didn't think about making a heavy deal on Zhou Chen, at most, he just caught him, made him ugly first, and then made a calculation.
The "prohibition of martial arts" in Tiecheng has been enforced by the Sword Casting Villa for several years, and Peng Hu does not dare to really violate it, otherwise it will be difficult for the master to do it at that time.
Either punish him severely, or make enemies with Sword Forge Villa. Peng Hu is one of the three shows in Qingcheng, but his qualifications are not as good as the other two, his value is not so great, and the Qingcheng faction will definitely choose to severely punish him in order to give an explanation to the Sword Casting Villa.
And it is precisely because of the existence of this regulation that Peng Hu now dares to speak head-on with the momentum of an innate master.
He still has some confidence, he knows that even if he is a person from Jinling Villa, he will not dare to be presumptuous when he comes to this iron city.
"You're going to challenge me?"
At this moment, a voice came from above.
It was Zhou Chen who walked down from the sixth floor with Shen Junlian.
"Surnamed Zhou, you turtle son, do you finally dare to come out?
Peng Hu saw that the other party had a large number of people and innate masters, and his strength completely suppressed his side, but he didn't mean to make a move immediately, he was determined in his heart, thinking that you really didn't dare to break the rules they set in the territory of Sword Casting Villa.
So when he saw Zhou Chen come out, he began to scold again.
Zhou Chen's face was expressionless, leaving Shen Junlian behind, and he walked to the hunchbacked old man and stood still.
He looked at Peng Hu's tall figure and nondescript dress, and laughed: "Sure enough, it is a typical example of well-developed limbs and a simple mind!"
"What did you say!?"
Zhou Chen's sarcastic expression, which was naturally high, made Peng Hu angry in his heart, and he stepped forward with a fierce face, stretching out his finger and about to scold.
"Haha idiot, take my Sun Divine Palm!"
Zhou Chen saw Peng Hu take the initiative to approach, so he laughed and suddenly pushed out his right palm, and a red palm flew out quickly, and it was imprinted on Peng Hu's chest in the blink of an eye.
"Poof!"
Peng Hu didn't expect Zhou Chen to sneak attack, and because the distance was too close, he didn't have time to react at all, and he received this palm ten out of ten, which immediately made him spurt blood from his mouth and fly backwards. (To be continued.) )