In the blink of an eye, the spring girl came again with warm and brisk steps.

The northern land is green. The woods around Yangsanbo are also slowly revealing greenery.

In the mountain and forest paths, a porter dressed as a traditional domestic servant of the Great Song Dynasty carried a cage and walked rhythmically step by step. In the back, a man who was born with a figure of seven feet five or six, the boss on his face was a green mark, and his cheeks slightly showed a little red beard, absentmindedly following him, in a gloomy mood, and his face was full of chagrin and anxiety.

He is Yang Zhi, the grandson of Yang Linggong, the fifth marquis, after the third generation of generals, nicknamed the blue-faced beast.

Only because of the Taoist Zhao Ji cover the Long Live Mountain, Yang Zhi as the palace envoy, was sent to escort Hua Shi Gang, but bad luck, last year in the Yellow River capsized, lost Hua Shi was convicted and fled, now pardoned, he sold his property, wanted to go to Tokyo to dredge Gao Yu to ask for a background, hoping to show his face in front of the saint again and have the opportunity to be reused, so as to revive the family business and restore the prestige of the ancestors.

Hearing the laughter and voices in front of him, Yang Zhi was surprised in his heart: Why is such a desolate place so lively? Could it be that you met a villager to marry?

When I got out of the woods, I saw a white expanse of water in front of me.

There are many mule carts on the edge of the water, and dozens of young men are busy unloading goods from the boats. A middle-aged man with a fat appearance behind his back smiled and watched his subordinates count and load the goods.

Not far from here stands a hotel by the berth, although the appearance is not luxurious, but it is built of stone, very solid, the area is not small, you can see people in and out, business is prosperous.

A black man who looked like a shopkeeper came out of the hotel, walked to the fat man's side and said with a smile: "Congratulations to He Dong for getting this year's goods first." You have to start first. ”

The fat man returned the salute, and his face could not hide his smugness, but he smiled politely: "It's just a fluke." Didn't the goods of the shopkeeper arrive later? Rejoice, rejoice. ”

Both laughed and were excited.

Yang Zhi saw it clearly, but he disdained Shang Jia but suddenly woke up in his heart: This place turned out to be Liangshanbo. But it is a production and sales base of the Cangzhao family. It is said to be under the control of that notorious little bully.

Thinking of Cangzhao, Yang Zhi couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart: it is said that Marquis Wencheng recruited heroes and heroes from all over the world who were interested in resisting Liao in Cangzhou, and reorganized his army to defend the border and the land, and it was quite effective. Last year, the Liaokou did not dare to invade Cangzhou. If the trip to Tokyo is not good, it may be a way out.

Zhao Gonglian's great fame made Yang Zhi not doubt that he could be reused after taking refuge.

He was a good official who knew people and valued talents. The Sprinkle family is not only a famous family, but also has real skills.

See a new way out. Spirited, Yang Zhi strode into the strange 818 Hotel.

The management of this hotel is the Niu Dong couple who opened a store in the village in front of the Broken Dragon Mountain in the past.

The couple can be in charge of one of the Liangshanbo Sifang hotels, and they have put in great efforts and are indeed capable.

Yang Zhi swept the guests in the hotel, saw that most of them were vulgar businessmen, ignored them, walked straight to the counter in the lobby, and said to the young man who kept the account inside: "Dare to ask if this place is managed by Zhao Sanlang?" Yang Zhi of the Sprinkle family wanted to meet him. ”

The bookkeeper looked up, but didn't have time to reply. A man in the corner of the lobby suddenly got up and asked, "Who do you say is you?" ”

Yang Zhiyi frowned. When he turned around, he saw that he was a red-eyed man, who didn't seem to be good, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Yang Zhi." ”

The red-eyed man asked again, "What is the name of the blue-faced beast?" ”

"Not bad."

"Yang Linggong's descendants?"

Yang Zhiyi straightened his chest: "Exactly." ”

The red-eyed man snorted, glanced at Yang Zhi and said disdainfully: "The name is not small, I don't know if it is a waste of fame and relying on the ancestors' signature mixed food?" ”

Yang Zhi was secretly angry, glared and said coldly: "Who are you?" Why the provocative remarks. ”

The red-eyed man was not afraid at all, and sneered back: "I want to see my son." You have to pass this level first, and show your real skills. Our sons are very busy. I don't have time to see the spilled rice bag. ”

Yang Zhi was annoyed, and said in his heart: It turned out to be the thug of the little bully. It really doesn't make sense. If it weren't for Wen Chenghou's face, how could the Sprinkle family ask to see a little bully who ruined the family's reputation?

Intentionally disdainful and shook his hand away. But he will not let anyone lose face.

The Yang family's reputation cannot afford to lose. Yang Zhi has a breath and does not allow himself to lose it.

"I want to try the method of sprinkling the family, and I will let you know how powerful the Yang family general is when I go outside."

The red-eyed man laughed, and without any words, he picked up a simple knife directly from the table. Stretched out his hand and shouted, "Please." ”

The two of them came to the open space outside the store and stood opposite each other.

The merchants who lived in the hotel were waiting for the goods and were bored, and when they saw the excitement, they all poured out to watch enthusiastically.

Yang Zhiyi waved his knife and shouted: "For the sake of Wen Chenghou's face, the Sprinkle family will let you stab you three times first." If you don't know how to be interested, you will be taught a lesson and you will kneel and beg for mercy. At that time, Hugh blamed me for Yang Zhi for not giving mercy. ”

The red-eyed man is naturally the fire-eyed and fierce Deng Fei, the head of Liangshan.

Accompanied by the knife ghost Cao Zheng at the same table.

The two of them are fine today. I came to see the delivery situation, and I didn't want to meet Yang Zhi, a good man who Zhao Yue had highlighted, and I was overjoyed, but I heard that the name was deliberately looking for something to compete.

Deng Fei is just a trick in the Water Margin, with occasional flashes.

Zhao Yue actually came into contact with and realized that this was a good player buried in the seventy-two earth demons like Jiao Ting, and he had the potential to practice martial arts, and he cultivated it well, and he was not necessarily inferior to Zhen Sanshan Huang Xin, who was ranked first in the earth demons.

That's not the point.

Zhao Yue asked Deng Fei to take charge of Liangshan, and entrusted him with important tasks with complete trust, but he valued Deng Fei's character.

Although this person is reckless, low in knowledge, and rough in temperament, he respects knowledge and talents, is open-minded, and can tolerate people, especially warm-hearted.

This kind of person will be labeled as a "good person" fool in later generations, and it will almost disappear.

Zhao Yue is accustomed to seeing the ruthlessness of later generations, but he is reborn mainly but refuses to let good people suffer, he wants to cultivate and protect the positive energy of Guangda, so that people can see that they are as promising as being good people and are more respected, take special care of Deng Fei, stay by his side and snuggle on his shoulder, if Deng Fei is willing in the future, he will definitely take it away.

Let's say that Deng Fei heard Yang Zhifang's words and said with a smile: "There is still a bit of the demeanor of the Yang family general." ”

With a swing of the knife, he restrained his smile and shouted: "If you want to be a good man, you can't just have the ability to speak." ”

Hurry forward and chop the knife.

Yang Zhi is an expert, and he is proficient in all the swords, guns and arrows handed down by his family, and he knows that this person has a solid foundation in martial arts when he sees the red-eyed man's approaching steps. The strength is strong, but I am afraid that it will be passed on to the truth, and it should not be underestimated.

Flashed away and shouted, "One move." ”

Deng Fei slashed the air with a knife, but he had spare strength, and he slashed with a horizontal knife.

The knife is a treasure knife, sharp enough to cut a tree. This is true. Yang Zhi must have broken his waist.

Yang Zhi was shocked by his speed, hurriedly retreated, narrowly avoided it, and drank: "Two moves." But I thought to myself: Am I arrogant?

Deng Fei cheered, Pu Dao pouted in front of his hand, and went straight to Yang Zhi's belly, but was even more dangerously dodged.

He was almost disemboweled, Yang Zhi broke out in a cold sweat, and fortunately only gave up three moves. Cheer: "Three moves." No matter how rude he is, Hugh blames the ruthlessness of the knife. ”

After Deng Fei tried to have a rough number of points in his heart, he secretly praised the blue-faced beast for really having real skills, no wonder Gongzi valued it, but he shouted: "You may not be my opponent." It's a tiger or a cat, look like a real guy. ”

No more hands-on. The knife technique suddenly turned sharp.

Yang Zhi's eyes narrowed, and finally he didn't dare to have any more contempt, so he put away his arrogant knife and greeted him.

The two of them fought like lightning and men like tigers.

Even if the onlookers know a little martial arts, they can't see the fame, they just feel that they are not as beautiful and beautiful as those who are performing arts, but they are very dangerous. If you miss the eye, you may have a blood spilled on the spot, or even die. involuntarily pinched his ass and tensed his legs, stared and held his breath, and forgot to cheer.

Cao Zheng on the side has worked hard during the day and practiced his skills at night in the past few years, but he has real skills and great eyesight. At this moment, he saw that his heart was in his throat, and a pair of fists were clenched tightly.

I feel that I have practiced the knife technique well, especially the smart and powerful wrist that I practiced before killing pigs and sheep and the wonderful knife technique pointed out by the son, I can't be called a master, but a master. As long as he is not a god like Gongzi or a strong man like Ma Ling, he also has a certain amount of combat power, and he may be able to kill if he fights well.

It wasn't until today that he saw Deng Yang Zhengfeng that Cao Zheng knew that he was still far behind.

If you fight Yang Zhi by yourself, you will be really ruthless, but I am afraid that you will be defeated in ten moves, and your life will not be guaranteed for a long time.

I usually practice with Deng Fei, Ou Peng and other brothers, and I feel good about myself, but it turns out that the brothers didn't show their real skills.

Realizing this, Cao Zheng's face was hot, and Deng Fei was even more nervous.

This Yang Zhi, nicknamed the beast, is indeed a fierce tiger and does not have much energy or is too face-loving. Don't get up and try it, but make a lot of blood.

It's a dangerous fight here. The spectators were silent.

The men who unloaded and loaded the goods couldn't help but be attracted and put down their work one after another.

The bodyguards hired by the businessmen were more interested in this, and it was rare to encounter a master competition, and they were all excited and careful, and they consciously understood it at first, and they talked about learning one or two, and then they were speechless.

It turns out that the master is terrible to this extent.

We play good guns and sticks, and we are consciously brave, but who knows that we are ignorant and arrogant. If I encounter this kind of robbership by a strongman, I don't know the details and rush up recklessly, and I will definitely lose my life in a blink of an eye.

Secretly warn himself that he must be cautious in the future, and scare him with the signboard of Liangcang Zhao.

After fighting for sixty or seventy times, Deng Fei was overwhelmed, jumped out of the circle, and hugged Yang Zhiyi: "Yang Zhiyi is worthy of being the general of the Yang family." Deng Fei was invincible. The appropriate talent is rude and provocative, not really disrespectful to the Yang family, but the long-term news of the system makes the big name have the heart to try. ”

But I sighed in my heart: I have the guidance of my son, and I have worked hard enough, practicing diligently day and night, fighting bandits and pirates and fighting Liaokou, and there is no lack of experience and experience in actual combat, but I am still not the opponent of Yang Zhi, who may not have really killed people. Lost in the early years, and lost in the lack of qualifications and understanding, but it was forced to be.

He didn't know that Yang Zhi was more stimulated.

Although he won this battle, Yang Zhi also did his best to show his true skills, and his opponent's knife skills were too sharp, tricky, concise and efficient, which was unprecedented, which made him greatly inspired. This is a contest, not a fight between friend and foe, he is only a dead hand.

With his level, he naturally knew that this red-eyed Deng Fei was shouting fiercely, but in fact, he controlled the proportions of his hands and tried his best to point to the end, obviously not a villain who careless of human life.

A thug under the son of a wealthy man has such skills? (To be continued......)