He Bangwei blocked the door, he did not isolate the internal and external news, nor did he prohibit the passage, but the words on the banner made the faces of everyone who passed by here hot.

Zhou Qian, the deputy hall owner, walked to the side of the gate and observed, and then came back angrily.

"What is he trying to do? How dare one person come and block our door? He slapped the seat hard, "He deserves it too?" ”

Xu is Chengping has been peaceful for a long time, and Zhou Qian subconsciously ignored that the man opposite had just defeated his pavilion master not long ago.

"Pavilion master, what should I do? Several people have not been opponents in the past. When Jiang Ge was away, the people below were very interested in calling him "Pavilion Master".

Zhou Qian's face was gloomy, his fingers kept tapping on the table, he couldn't beat it at present, so he had to start from other aspects.

"Contact, contact the police who usually eat our favors, and ask them to take that He Bangwei away." Zhou Qian ordered to go down and easily not use the police, but as long as he was blocked for a long time, the Zhige Martial Arts Hall would become a laughing stock.

The subordinates said yes and left.

He Bangwei sat leisurely on the stool, staring at the gate of the martial arts hall opposite with half-squinted eyes.

The temperature in this Vladivostok is not high during the day, and this kind of work blocked outside is really the most suitable for yourself.

He took out his mobile phone and took two photos at the gate of the Zhige Martial Arts Hall, then turned around and patted the banner, and finally took a selfie, which was regarded as leaving materials for later reading.

When the disciples in the martial arts hall saw He Bangwei's actions, their faces turned black into charcoal-this show of martial arts and might, and they actually took selfies!

After filming the material, He Bangwei continued to sit down, and after waiting for a while and no one came out, he began to think about his room for improvement.

Recently, he has been trying to find ways to improve, but none of his attempts have had much effect, from mental to physical, he has explored them all to no avail.

In the past two days, he remembered the contact he had with the Sakya Dharma King when he was in Sunshine City-that monk had tried to give himself empowerment, maybe it would be fruitful to discuss it with him, He Bangwei thought like this, and suddenly saw the middle door of the martial arts hall on the opposite side wide open, and a group of disciples poured out, all holding weapons in their hands.

"Is this to bully more into less?" He whispered, silently pulling out the long whip from his waist that had followed him for a long time.

The long whip snapped, the long whip flicked two and slammed the ground, and the long whip flicked three farts and urinated.

He Bangwei watched the group retreat in embarrassment and slam the door, and he silently gathered the weapons on the ground and put them on the side of the stool - this was also considered a trophy.

In the martial arts hall, Zhou Qian gritted his teeth, this last effort was a complete failure.

"What about people! Contact the people too! He asked the disciple who had contacted the police before.

"It's on its way, it's time to arrive." The disciple contacted by phone, which would be guessed.

"Urge! Give me a rush! Usually eat, drink, and spend so diligently, now it's time for them to contribute! Zhou Qian gritted his teeth and smiled coldly, I want to see how arrogant He Bangwei is with the gun in the police's hand.

After a few minutes, the disciple hurriedly came back and reported: "Pavilion master, it's not good! Halfway through the police, they went back again, as if the other martial arts people came out and shouted back! ”

Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment, his face trembled, this group of goods that fell into the well, they would take a look at it sooner or later.

But, then again, what now?

The mourning star is blocking the doorway.

Zhou Qian couldn't think of a way for a while, and the disciples around him also looked at each other, compared to the deputy hall master who had been staying inside, most of their faces were bruised and swollen.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"I'll come." Jiang Ge calmly walked out from behind the crowd.

"Pavilion Master!"

"Master!"

"Master, you have to be the master for us."

The disciples shouted as if they had found a savior.

Zhou Qian's face was full of joy: "Da Ge, are you out of the customs?" ”

Jiang Ge walked to the innermost part of the living room, looked around, and found that most of the disciples' faces were not good-looking, and he was angry in his heart: "Deceiving people too much, this person actually attacked the disciples?" ”

"Uh..."Zhou Qian was suddenly stuck, "This, this, we shot first, he was blocking the door and insulting us with slogans!" ”

"How insulting?"

"He said that our martial arts hall was full of garbage, and the banner was hung opposite the main entrance of the martial arts hall."

Jiang Ge moved his muscles and bones when he heard this, and his body made a sound like fried beans: "Take the sword." "His previous sword is broken, but there are other swords in the martial arts hall.

The disciples happily took the sword, and Jiang Ge took the long sword and walked towards the gate.

Zhou Qian looked at the confident back of the hall owner from behind, and suddenly felt a little worried, this would make him remember the results of the previous competition.

Although the previous martial arts hall owner may have been careless, although the hall owner now seems to have broken through, although the opponent may have just taken it by surprise during the last martial arts competition...... But how can there be a trace of misfortune in my heart?

Zhou Qian swallowed his saliva, called out to a disciple beside him, and hurriedly followed after a few soft commands.

He Bangwei sat opposite the martial arts hall, and saw the door open again, and a group of people rushed out in a crowd.

Yo, isn't this the person who was that day, He Bangwei was a little interested.

"He Bangwei, dare to block the door of my martial arts hall alone!?" A little away, Jiang Ge waved his long sword and shouted.

"Isn't that better than your gooey tricks?" He Bangwei used the words that Qiao Qiao commented on - slimy.

Jiang Ge was a little puzzled, but he probably understood the way of the people below, and he shouted: "Killing people is not enough, so cutting off my way of life, is it a fellow practitioner?" ”

"Who's with you?" He Bangwei's tone was very casual, without the slightest disdain in his words.

Jiang Ge was furious, he jumped suddenly, his right arm stabbed out, and the tip of the sword fluttered, implying six changes.

He Bangwei didn't have the interest to accompany him, the long whip flicked, and with a crisp "snap", the back of Jiang Ge's head was pumped, and then while he was unsteady on his feet, the long whip was wrapped and thrown, and Jiang Ge's whole person flew backwards.

"Pavilion Master!"

"Master!"

The shouting now is not the same as the shouting a few minutes ago when I saw a savior.

The disciples in the back hurriedly caught the hall master who had just jumped out and flew back immediately, and in a panic, he put back the first master who seemed to have been stunned by a whip.

Some disciples secretly glanced at the man before leaving, worrying about their own martial arts hall, what should I do?

He Bangwei once again witnessed the door of the Zhige Martial Arts Pavilion close, and he sighed, deeply realizing that time passed too slowly.

It's just three poles in the morning, and it's still a while before noon, so it's going to be blocked for a day today!

This is really - I was so interested, watching the door of the martial arts hall open and close; Banner bench, plugging a piece of armor on the opposite side is not left.

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PS: It's almost two o'clock, see if you can code the second chapter tomorrow morning. (To be continued.) )