Today coincides with its meeting, on the field in front of the gate of Wuxian Temple, a cluster in the east and a cluster in the west, a group of three or five people, gathering seventeen or eighteen groups of flowers. And the mountain gate is even more lively, in the square in front of the palace, a large iron pot is tumbling with large pieces of meat and bones, and dozens of bosses from all walks of life on the side are gathering together and making noise, sitting and waiting for dinner.

Huang Qi, the current head of the beggar gang, is talking and laughing on the main seat in the hall at the moment. Huang Qi's lower head is the two rows of first-line brothers who are seated, and behind Huang Qi, with a protruding chest and belly, lined up, is the leading disciple known as the "Five Little Righteousness". At Huang Qi's feet, there were baskets of broken silver and copper coins, these were the monthly rules handed in by his subordinates today.

Huang Qi is in his early forties this year, his face is like the bottom of a pot, his eyes are like copper bells, his body is fat and mighty, his voice is like a bell, and his momentum is majestic.

However, the old people in the gang here all knew in their hearts that if anyone treated the head of the group as a hero, it would not end well.

More than ten years ago, Huang Qi was a brand name that broke through with a body of kung fu. At that time, Huang Qihao was righteous, with a knife in both ribs, and was very popular in the gang, and he had a group of brothers who had drunk chicken blood, known as "Iron Bone Yellow".

However, the situation changed abruptly, first the former gang leader somehow hated the people in the official mansion, and then Huang Qi and his brothers suddenly made a move, and beheaded the old gang leader overnight, leaving no chickens and dogs.

It wasn't until the next day that everyone saw the fat iron-boned Huang Qi using his shrinking bone powers, with a sneering face, and when he bent his legs and followed behind Zhu Shuban in the torture room to "inspect" the murder scene, they realized that there was still a face in this house.

Since then, Huang Qi has become the head of the Huang Tuan, holding the copper cigarette stick that has been passed down from generation to generation in the gang and starting to give orders. Over the past many years, as the people who fought with him disappeared one by one and died, today, Huang Tuantou's prestige is getting worse and worse, and he has already cultivated to the realm that can be controlled with just his eyes.

Just when a group of people in the main hall were waiting to accompany the boss to idle and talk, suddenly seven or eight flowers rushed over from outside the mountain gate, and went straight to the main hall, shouting while running: "Copy the guy, it's a bit of a kill!" ”

After hearing the shout, Hula, dozens of cronies who were sitting in front of the hall all stood up, and Huang Qi also rushed out of the hall with everyone in the hall when he heard the sound, just in time to meet a few people who shouted and reported the news. Huang Qi kicked and knocked over the head, and then fanned over two, and after calming the situation, he opened his mouth and asked, "Which idea?" How many people are there? ”

"Raw... The raw face is from outside, there are twenty or thirty people, and they cut down when they see people, and they are very fierce. ”

Huang Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was furious: "Bastard thing, in broad daylight, even these few birdmen dare to come to the main hall to spread wild, and deceive me and beggars to help no one?" Someone! ”

"Whoa!" Everyone around him shouted in unison.

"Go to the apse to get weapons, listen to my orders later, remember to leave a few alive!"

As soon as Huang Qi's words fell, a group of people waited for a "boom", diverted past him, and rushed into the apse to get equipment.

At this moment, the shouting and killing sound outside the mountain gate was clearly audible, and the next moment, dozens of flower children sprayed in from the front hall and the corridors on both sides like a lost dog, covered in blood, crying father and mother, and fled straight to the back of the hall.

And slowly following behind this group of people was a group of big men with knives, who were slowly coming out of the front hall, and the knives in their hands were still dripping blood.

Huang Qi stood in front of the main hall and looked at it from a distance, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, with his experience, he could naturally feel that people were not easy to get along with, and it seemed that they were wearing soft armor - this group of people were wearing a strange black armor.

"What the hell is this back word, what kind of person is this?" Huang Tuan looked at the comer, secretly frightened.

Fortunately, in the next moment, counting the flowers who fled back from outside the mountain gate, the beggars who were far outnumbered by the other party rushed over from the apse with their blades, and for a while the swords were tense, and the distance of more than thirty steps, the steps went up and down, and the two sides began to fight against each other.

Huang Qiye knew that it was time for him to come forward.

With a wave of his hands, he separated several personal apprentices around him, and Huang Tuan came out in a row, his voice was like a bell, and his momentum was compelling: "I don't know which way of my friend is?" ”

"Haha" A long laugh, and a middle-aged man on the opposite side replied: "It's good to teach Huang Dalongtou to know, and the person who comes is Zhoutong in western Zhejiang." The brothers came here today to settle accounts, the year before last, in this city of Hangzhou, the year before last, it was not Huang Qiye who harmed my subordinates? ”

When Huang Qi heard this, he was shocked, and his heart "chuckled": "Today Heng can't be good!" ”

Where is there such a way to seek revenge on the rivers and lakes? The beggars don't know how many people they kill every year, but who knows which one died the year before last? Huang Qi's heart is like a mirror at the moment: this group of people is full of nonsense, this is to make it clear that they don't want to listen to his explanation, and they are here to see blood today!

The seventh master has gone through so many thoughts in his mind, in fact, it is a matter of an instant, seeing that the matter has come to this, the next moment, he has no worries, and the halberd finger shouted: "On the shoulder, slaughter a three taels of silver, and settle it now!" ”

The mobilization order with a strong fighting style of the beggar gang is very effective, Huang Qiye's voice has not fallen, and the crowd of people around him has been rolling down the steps, and hundreds of fierce men have sharp blades in their hands, all of them are brave, and they all want to die.

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Just when Zhou Tong laughed and said that nonsense, there was also a "grunt" in the heart of a person on the field, and he was shocked and inexplicable.

Who is this person? Hu Zhengqi.

Ever since he was knocked unconscious that night and released inexplicably afterwards, he has been thinking about it for the past few days. What the strongman asked him to comprehend when he left that day, he never realized.

After a few days, for the first time in many years, Hu Zhengqi did not throw the ingot of foreign wealth in the half-closed door.

Until today, he accompanied his boss to the helm to pay the number, and Hu Zhengqi, who was originally only waiting for qualifications outside the mountain gate, somehow, actually handed over a share of silver by the ghost, and was allowed to enter the mountain gate to drink a bowl of "bone broth". You must know that the "bone broth" in the beggar gang headquarters has nothing to do with people like him.

According to the rules handed down by the elders, on the days of the monthly handover, a pig will be slaughtered in the main hall, and the middle and big men will eat meat, and the entourage will drink soup and eat water.

There are also occasional people who pay the silver alone to drink a bowl of soup, and this kind of person is usually a self-motivated "young handsome", who spends the money in order to make connections and type. However, Hu Zhengqi, who has always eaten and waited for death, went crazy today, and actually bought a bowl of "bone broth" to drink.

Since Hu Zhengqi entered the mountain gate, he was driven aside by the popular little brothers, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he smiled and came to the corridor on the side of the square, found a corner and sat down, while scolding himself for throwing silver into the water, while looking forward to what might be left in the pot for himself.