Chapter Seventy-Three: Unobstructed
A group of catchers hurried over, shaking the chains and locking them on the old man's neck, Yang Xiong was not angry, and shouted loudly: "But slow!" The catcher with the chain was so drunk that the chain did not lock the old man's neck.
The head catcher glared, and he went to grab the knife when he turned his hand, but when he saw that Yang Xiong was also wearing a public costume, he let go of his hand again, and said in a deep voice: "Which way are you a public person?" ”
Yang Xiong arched his hand and said: "I am a public servant of Kaide Mansion below, and I am ordered by Taishou to come here for a trip." ”
"Then you just have to go your way, what more words are here!"
Yang Xiong was patient and said, "I didn't dare to ask, what do you call this brother up and down?" ”
The arrester on the side said: "This is the new arrest envoy of our Daimyo Mansion, Han Fenghan, observes. ”
Yang Xiong bowed and said, "It's polite to observe!" Han Feng snorted and replied, Yang Xiong said again: "Shi Cai Ke was outside the shop opposite, and I saw with my own eyes that it was this Jin man who drove people away with a knife, got drunk, fell to the ground, and stabbed himself to death, which has nothing to do with this old man." ”
Han Feng glanced at the dead talker, in fact, he didn't need Yang Xiong to come, he had been a public for a long time, so he could naturally see at a glance that the golden man was stabbed to death by himself, but he said in a cold voice: "Obviously, this old man had a dispute with the official, and he snatched the official knife and injured the official, so many people here have seen it, what is your relationship with this old man, come to give him a head?" ”
Yang Xiong was so angry that he almost scolded, and said, "But I don't know that so many people in the observation center have seen it, where is that person?" "After the golden man stabbed himself to death, the people around him scattered with a bang, and they were all gone, where is there still anyone here.
Han Feng pointed at his subordinates and said, "Them; I've seen it all! ”
The old man was frightened stupid just now, and he reacted, and couldn't help crying loudly: "Wronged! You only came after this man died, and you saw it! And now the knife is tightly held in his hand, how can Lao Er rob and kill! ”
The girl also said, "This man will run over...... robbed someone, my father and mother stopped him, and he beat my mother to a serious injury, how can we rob him. ”
Han Feng still said with a straight face: "I saw it with my own eyes, do you still want to quibble!" ”
Yang Xiong couldn't bear it anymore, and said sharply: "Han Guan, are you trying to accuse people of guilt?" ”
Han Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he pointed to the dead soil on the ground: "Do you know who this person is?" He is the envoy sent by Shangbang to my Daimyo Mansion Hami Chi Darao Young Son Egang Guanren, he died here, even our Mansion Yin Lord can't bear this matter, if you are interested, go away, otherwise I will be killed by you! ”
Yang Xiong was so angry that he gasped, and he couldn't wait to go over and snatch the knife in his hand, and stab him a few more times, but thinking of the purpose of his coming, he had to restrain himself, so he said: "Observation, even if he is noble, he can't slander a good person?" ”
Han Feng's eyes widened, and he said coldly: "Do you really want to die?" ”
Before Yang Xiong could speak, someone outside the crowd suddenly shouted: "It's not that he's looking for death, it's me who is looking for death!" As he spoke, a man in a strong suit flashed out, stretched out his hand and snatched the knife from Egang's hand, shook his hand, cut off Egang's head, and then threw off his hat, carried his braid in his hand, and shouted: "This is what I killed, you have the courage to come to me!" ”
Han Feng's head was slammed, and he almost fainted, and shouted loudly: "The traitor is looking for death!" As he spoke, he pulled out his knife and pointed to the other party, but before he could say anything, a meteor hammer flew over, hit his knife first, hit his knife backwards, and smashed it his face.
The big man laughed loudly, shook his hand and beckoned the meteor hammer back, and with his left hand he pinned the head to the waist, and his forehead's braid was tucked into his belt, and then he took down a leather wine bag at the waist, sent it to the mouth and bit the stopper and spit it out, and drank it with his head up, only to listen to the coo, a bag of wine was swallowed by him, and at the same time with the drink, the meteor hammer in his hand flew away like lightning, and beat people, although those catchers saw the hammer coming towards their faces, But there was no way to dodge at all, and he was beaten down one after another, and his face exploded.
Yang Xiong was stunned, secretly raised his big finger, and said in his heart: "Who is this person, how can he be such a good man?" He looked carefully at the big man, and saw that the big man was combing his hair, and his face was spread out, and his roots were scattered, and the roots were penetrating through the flesh, like steel needles and wires, and big eyes like copper bells, and he was as white as a god, and he was as powerful as a god, and he didn't dare to look at it directly, and he was wearing a half-worn hero's hat, which would be draped casually, and he was holding a meteor hammer in his hand, which was big enough to have the mouth of a bowl, and a big iron spine on his back.
Yang Xiong looked at the meteor hammer and the big iron spine, suddenly remembered a person, and almost blurted out, although he finally held back, but the more he looked at the other party, the more he looked like, and he couldn't help but show a look of reverence, and at this time, the big man raised his hand, threw the wine bag away, and then his eyes glared, and shouted to Yang Xiong and the old man's father and daughter: "Don't leave yet!" As he spoke, the meteor hammer retracted, and his hand grasped the short handle, and the momentum turned, and more than a dozen catchers were beaten out of the air, clearing the field.
When Yang Xiong came to his senses, he pulled the old man's father and daughter and went straight to the old man's shop.
Almost as soon as Yang Xiong retreated, the sound of horses' hooves on the street, hundreds of horsemen galloped towards this side, and the first one held a big knife and shouted: "The dog thief from there dares to come to my daimyo's mansion to ask for wildfire!" Do you recognize your Uncle Li Ping? ”
The big man sneered and said, "Under a certain rampant, how can I recognize you as a fool!" As he spoke, he raised his arm and hit Li Ping's face.
Li Ping hurriedly raised the knife to the grid, who wanted the big man's fingers to twist, the meteor hammer jumped up, like a big snake with its head raised, it stopped in the air for a short time, and then its head fell downward, slamming on Li Ping's head, but like a poisonous snake out of a hole, it rushed out, Li Ping's head immediately exploded into eight pieces, and flew out in all directions.
The big man rose up, stretched out his hand to press the horse, and the power of his palm rushed, and the horse neighed miserably, separated its hooves, and lay on the ground, but its backbone was pressed down.
The big man's fingers trembled slightly, the chain of the meteor hammer turned back, wrapped around his body, followed him behind him, pulled out the big iron vertebrae, and danced in his hand, straight like a raging wind, the python turned over and rushed over, hundreds of knights were swept into his sledgehammer, and immediately died or injured, screaming again and again, no one could stop the big man.
"Wu Na thief, don't be crazy, a certain family is coming!" With the shout, a figure flew in, landed in front of the big man, and slapped his palm towards the big man's face.
The big man snorted coldly, his left fist forward, and the palm collided together, and the momentum of rushing forward stopped, but the person who came was shocked and took eight steps back, and couldn't help but be shocked, and shouted loudly: "Who are you?" ”
Dahan shook the big iron spine, and said with a smile: "Mu Hong of Jinjiling in a certain Taihang Mountain is also, I heard that Hami Chi came to the Daimyo's Mansion without a nose, so he specially came to take his head, but he hit the auxiliary car by mistake, and let him go without a nose, only one of his dogs!" As he spoke, he reached out and tore off Egang's head and shook it in his hand: "Which one are you?" Let's let your grandfather Mu Hong hear it! ”
"Ban Dechao, the eldest disciple of the Shaolin lay family in Mobei, are you the one who didn't cover it?"
Mu Hong sneered and said: "Your Mobei Shaolin was established as a Protector of the Zen Temple by the Great Liao Emperor, but when the Jin people came, you first bent your knees and surrendered to the enemy, and threw your face to the north of Yinshan. ”
Ban Dechao's face had a face of hemp, so much that people couldn't see the skin clearly, Mu Hong scolded people without dirty words, and Ban Dechao's face turned red, and shouted: "Good thief!" Flying forward, a palm towards Mu Hong, the palm of the hand was pushed out, and the wind gusted immediately, and before it reached the person, it made people feel a burst of coldness.
"It's worthy of coming from the foot of Yin Mountain, it's just that you don't have a skin, and even your body has no blood!" Mu Hong wheeled the big iron spine and walked towards Ban Dechao's palm.
Two people shot at the same time, it was faster than a word, Ban Dechao looked at the vertebrae and immediately changed his moves, but Mu Hong's big iron spine suddenly strengthened and rushed over, Ban Dechao couldn't dodge, his palm just slapped on his big iron spine, bang, buzzing, Ban Dechao screamed, one hand was shaken to pieces, and the pain made him retreat again and again, Mu Hong followed and shouted: "Your palm, look at my palm too!" With a palm and pushed forward, Ban Dechao didn't care about the sparse right palm, so he used his left palm to meet it, and the two palms of Rao touched each other, first silently, and then made the sound of a hammer smashing ice, grinding sound, shaking the ears of the surrounding soldiers for a while, and even blood flowed out.
Ban Dechao is the eldest disciple of Mobei Shaolin, and he has worked hard for forty years in Mobei Shaolin's peerless 'One Qi Yin Wind Palm', and his palms are like ice, cold and cold, but when he touches Mu Hong's palm, one palm is like a smashed ice cube, shattered, and the whole hand becomes fragmented, if it is not connected by bones and tendons, it will be scattered.
Ban Dechao put his palms together, seeing Mu Hong coming over like a tiger, where did he dare to stay any longer, turned around and left, Mu Hong didn't chase after him, only said: "The surname Ban, if you can get away, Mu Hong will spare your life!" As he spoke, his fingers were picked up on the chain around his waist, and the meteor hammer shot out like lightning, hitting Ben Dechao's head, and a head was made of ten thousand peach blossoms, and the dead body fell directly to the ground.
Mu Hong took the meteor hammer back, stood alone, looked around, no one dared to take a step, they all looked at him in horror, and they couldn't hold the ten thousand swords in their hands.
"Can't you wait yet?" Mu Hong's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he shouted and reprimanded, shocking those puppet soldiers to retreat at the same time, Mu Hong sneered and said, "Since you don't come forward, then Mu Hong will leave first!" "Turn around and leave.
As soon as Mu Hong turned around, on the opposite side of the restaurant, a figure flew down like a crane, and with one arm like a sword, it stabbed towards Mu Hong's heart, and at the same time screamed: "Mu Hong thief, you dare to hurt my disciple, but you give Lao Na a life!" "The person came with the voice, and the arm followed the ran.
Mu Hong strode forward before, and he didn't change when the gray shadow came down, and at the moment when the other party's arm was about to stab him, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the other party's arm, and the gray crane-like figure was suspended in the air
Mu Hong's body was half turned, and the hero fluttered with the wind, and it was blowing in the air, and the gray-clothed old monk who was caught by him was as thin as dry wood, especially the arm, which was black and dry, and the five fingers were actually long and short on one side, as if they were glued by something, they were closed together, but they were not separated, and the front end was still flashing with a metallic luster.
Mu Hong roared, grabbed the monk's arm and pushed forward, he is not only strong in martial arts, but also has divine power, under this shock, not a spare arm, but an iron rod, which also made him break it, but under this shock, the old monk's arm was completely fine.
The old monk smiled strangely and said, "The famous one is not blocked, but that's it!" ”
Mu Hong was so excited by him that he sneered and said, "Look at this again!" With a sharp shake of the words, he rushed forward, and with a click, the old monk's arm was actually broken by him, but after the arm was broken, it didn't even bleed, as if it had broken a dry wood stick.
The old monk screamed miserably: "Good thief, you actually broke the old man's dead wood skills!" ”
Mu Hong said disapprerovingly: "I've trained myself into a broken wood stick, what's the pity!" "With a throw of his hand, the old monk was thrown out, and he was thrown on a soldier with a big gun, if it was usual, the old monk had a dead wood to protect himself, so he hit the big gun, and he couldn't do anything, but now this body of kung fu let Mu Hong break it, and then it fell, and the big gun pierced him through the heart and slipped to the ground.
Mu Hong looked at it and said with a smile: "This is a reversal of your wooden body, and you can't touch the iron." After striding away, the soldiers looked at his back, but none of them stepped forward, and they were all shocked by his courage.
Mu Hong walked for a while, the entire Daimyo's Mansion was like an earthquake, the houses were caught quickly, the soldiers of the Protectorate were dispatched, the whole city was searched, the five tiger generals of the Daimyo Mansion, and those who remained in the city were dispatched, eager to dig three feet into the ground to find Mu Hong, and to Yang Xiong's expectations, no one came to disturb the old man's family anymore, it turned out that in addition to being stabbed by himself, there was also Hamichi's personal guard Ban Dechao, the great monk of Shaolin in Mobei who came to the Daimyo Mansion from Mobei to preach, the deadwood monk, this way of death does not want the Daimyo Mansion Yin, Even Liu Yu can't afford it.
And Mu Hong is a well-known murderer, the previous Jin soldiers retreated north, he once stabbed in the middle of the night, killed the BMW of the prince of Jin Guo Sticky Han with one palm, hammered the four princes of Wushu, Jin 100,000 male soldiers couldn't hold him, let him come and go, this will put all the dead on his head, even if he can't catch it, he has to shirk, and then draw a snake to pull out an old man, but it is in vain to provoke Jin Rao's anger, so the officials of the Daimyo Mansion threw away the father and daughter together.
The city was full of chaos, but Mu Hong seemed to be missing, let them search for a trace of nothing, and at night, Liu Yu first groveled to Hami Chi to plead guilty, and then came back to his subordinates to send a fire, feeling tired and anxious, just thought of asking the concubine to dissipate the fire, outside the hall, a long laugh started, and then a human head flew into his lobby, fell on his bookcase, and then the laughter gradually faded away, Liu Yu was half frightened to death, and he didn't even see whose head it was, and he fell, After his cronies checked it, it was Egang's, who didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly carried Liu Yu to the post house and sent it to Hamichi.