Several customers who were eating noodles in the store saw this shelf, and hurriedly got up and ran out of the store. The shopkeeper couldn't care about these anymore, he hurriedly came out from behind the counter, and gave his hand again and again: "Master Hong, Master Chang, the small shop is a small profit, and it really can't take out the silver." Why don't the two masters eat a bowl of noodles in the shop, and the shop guarantees that as long as the two masters come, they will never charge for noodles? ”

The younger one glanced at the older one, and when he saw that the boss was holding his arms and just sneering, he turned his head and grabbed the old man's collar, "Don't give me this set, get the silver quickly!" ”

Song Zheng didn't want to pay attention to this kind of idle matter, but he still owed people a bowl of noodles, and when he saw the old man's panicked appearance, he was a little unbearable. He stepped forward and said, "If you have something to say, why bother doing it?" When the young man saw Song Zheng, his face immediately changed and he let go of his hand. The older one spoke at this time: "Yo, whose crotch is not clamped and exposes you?" ”

The younger ones hurriedly glanced at him, but the older ones didn't see it at all. Song Zheng saw the other party scolding, and immediately sneered: "Of course it's your grandmother." The older one immediately changed color, and rushed up with a fist, looking at the fight, he actually knew some martial arts. Song Zheng would look at him in his eyes, wrapped his wrist around the other party, twisted his body half a circle, and then kicked on the other party's ass as soon as he raised his foot. The man screamed and fell to the ground.

Song Zheng looked at the young one, and the man immediately knelt down with a thud: "Song Jiaoxi, the students don't dare anymore, please let us go!" ”

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you a student of the Martial Academy?" ”

The man hurriedly said: "The younger one is a student of the Martial Academy, my name is ...... His name is Gao Qichang, three days ago on the training ground of the Martial Arts Academy, I saw your heroic appearance. Students don't know that you are in the store, please raise your noble hand! ”

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth turned up, and he said, "The Martial Academy actually has a student like you, it really adds glory to the Martial Academy!" I've heard that there is a saying that says, 'The students of the martial arts academy are really busy, fighting, making crossroads, and playing hooligans', do you mean it? ”

Gao Qichang hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy. He saw Song Zheng alone, so he packed up the students of the entire three groups obediently, where did he dare to be presumptuous. The older one got up, holding his right wrist with his left hand, and glared at Song Zheng in shock and anger. Song Zheng ignored him, pulled a chair next to him, and sat down. said to Gao Qichang with a cold face: "Why are you doing this kind of thing? ”

Gao Qichang hurriedly glanced at the older one, the man kicked his eyes, Gao Qichang hurriedly lowered his head, and did not dare to speak again. Song Zheng glanced at the man, but the man was a little ruthless, and he actually looked at Song Zheng. Song Zheng sneered: "What's the matter, you're still not convinced?" With that, he stood up. The man hurriedly turned around and ran out of the house, shouting, "The surname Song, you wait!" Song Zheng took a few steps forward, and the man was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er were stunned, where did they think that this young man who they suspected of eating the overlord's meal turned out to be a teacher of the Martial Arts Academy! And it only took one move to knock their fearful "Hong Ye" to the ground. The shopkeeper hurriedly straightened the chair, wiped it again, and instructed the shopkeeper to pour tea. Song Zheng smiled: "Don't bother, uncle, I'll leave after asking, and I'll send you the money another day, what do you think?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Song Jiaoxi, please sit down." ”

After Song Zheng sat down again, he straightened his face again: "Gao Qichang, stand up and speak!" Gao Qichang glanced up at Song Zheng, but didn't dare to stand up. Song Zheng no longer let him, but crossed his legs, "Say, what's going on?" ”

Gao Qichang was also honest and explained the matter as it was. It turned out that Gao Qichang's family was in the gouache business, and the family was not short of money, otherwise he would not have gone to the martial arts academy. It's a pity that Gao Qichang has no interest in going to school at all, but often gets mixed up with the ruffians on the street. This gang of ruffians is known as the "Iron Dragon Gang", and they mix around the Xingyuan gambling house not far from here every day. A year ago, the "Iron Dragon Gang" got the help of a "big man", and it only took two months to unify all kinds of small gangs in Mizhou City, becoming the only big gang. This big man also divided the "Iron Dragon Gang" into four halls, southeast, northwest and northwest, and set up a "hall master" to extort some shops that had no foundation, and all the money obtained was handed over, and then some was distributed to each hall. Gao Qichang belongs to Dongtangkou, and that "Hong Ye" is Zhou Dahong, the "deputy hall master" of Dongtangkou.

This group usually acts at the end of the month, asking for "share money". This time, it was Gao Qide, the hall master of Dongtangkou, who was ordered by the top to send them over to ask for money from the Shanxi noodle restaurant.

Hearing this, Song Zheng sensed a trace of unusual taste. Obviously, it is not the end of the month to collect money, but this group of people chose to ask for money when they ate noodles in a Shanxi noodle restaurant, is it aimed at themselves? But you've never messed with them, huh? Song Zheng pondered for a while and asked, "What is the origin of that big man you are talking about?" ”

Gao Qichang said: "The students don't know, and the students have only met once. This big guy is very powerful. It turned out that the biggest gang in Mizhou was the 'Black Tiger Gang' in Xicheng, and the leader was called Scar Laosan, who suddenly disappeared in May last year, and was later found dead in the stinky ditch in the west of the city. It is said that he was killed by this big man. ”

Song Zheng nodded, and then asked, "What does this big man look like?" When did you see him? ”

"When the students met him, it was the end of last year, yes, just after the New Year, on the evening of the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the hall master Gao Qide led Zhou Dahong and me to the Sihai Restaurant to attend the assembly. The main and deputy heads of the four halls in the south, east, west, and northwest all went. Because the student is from Gao Qide's family, he also picked me up. However, I was not qualified to enter the room where they were meeting, so I waited outside. Later, when they came out, I peeked out of the room. I know the rest of the people, just a man about thirty years old looked at the face, and then I asked Gao Qide, and he said that person is the big man we say, and everyone calls him 'Seventh Master'. ”

"Seventh Master?" Song Zheng was a little confused: "What are the characteristics of this seventh master?" ”

"About thirty years old, wearing a black dress, looking very burly, what else ......" Gao Qichang thought for a while, then gestured with his own hands, and suddenly said: "By the way, his left hand does not have a little thumb." ”

Song Zheng was taken aback and asked, "How do you know?" ”

Gao Qichang said: "At that time, he was waving goodbye to everyone, and I happened to see it. ”

Song Zheng's heart tensed, he remembered the conversation he heard that night at the Jinshan Inn in Huangya Town: The seventh and eighteenth of the Mizhou Dark Eagle, because they robbed an extra thirty taels of silver and put it in their pockets, they also harmed other people's daughters and burned other people's houses, and one of their fingers was cut off by the boss of the Mizhou Dark Eagle. He almost immediately concluded that this "seventh master" of the Iron Dragon Gang was the seventh of the Mizhou Dark Eagles, who collected money by controlling the Iron Dragon Gang.

Why did the people of the Dark Eagle test themselves, did they already doubt themselves? Doesn't look like it? They were still shopping with the people of the Imperial City Division last night! Song Zheng thought about it, and suddenly found a flaw, when he and Shi Cunbao, Bei Leye and others stayed at the Jinshan Inn in Huangya Town, there was a lot of noise because of the loss of silver, and Song Jue wrote a letter at that time, asking the owner of the inn to hand it over to the local officials. If the Michigan Dark Eagle visits, it is not difficult to inquire about this matter.

Three days ago, he taught the students of the third group in the martial arts academy, and the news of his good skills must have been known by many people outside the martial arts academy. Could it be that the Mizhou Dark Eagle suspected himself because of this, so he sent someone to test it? Swaggering in and out of the garrison mansion, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be discovered by the people of Dark Eagle, so it is not surprising that they can find Shanxi noodle restaurant.

Gao Qichang saw that Song Zheng had not spoken for a long time, and tentatively called "Song Jiaoxi". Song Zheng came to his senses, he looked at Gao Qichang and said: "Let's go, if someone asks you what you say, you can say anything else, but don't mention a word about the 'Seventh Master', otherwise, your life will be gone, you must remember this, understand?" ”

Gao Qichang saw that Song Zheng's face was solemn, and nodded hurriedly. Song Zheng waved his hand, Gao Qichang stood up, bowed and saluted, and left in a hurry. Song Zheng said to the shopkeeper and Xiao Er who were already hiding in the corner: "Uncle, little second brother, you have heard what you said just now, this matter is not trivial." If anyone comes to inquire, they will say that as soon as you hear about the 'Iron Dragon Gang', you are so frightened that you hide to the side, and you don't hear anything else. Do you understand? ”

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er nodded hurriedly. Song Zheng said: "The less you know about some things, the safer, the old man should understand!" The shopkeeper said: "Song Jiaoxi, we have all remembered your words." ”

Song Zheng suddenly smiled and said, "Don't panic, uncle, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and there will be a good life." In addition, I will inform you to restrain the students of the martial arts academy and prevent them from making trouble in your store, which can be assured. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Then thank you Song Jiaoxi." You see, we didn't expect you to be a teacher of the Martial Arts Academy, and we still hope that you Haihan will face the money just now. ”

Song Zheng smiled: "It's okay, I'll send the money another day." ”

Without waiting for the store to be polite, Song Zheng waved his hand and turned around and walked out of the noodle shop. For the sake of safety, he chose the main road, so that it would not be easy to be intercepted by the people of the Iron Dragon Gang. Otherwise, once he walks into a less populated alley, he is very likely to be blocked, and it is not easy to get out if he does not use the fish intestine sword.

Even so, not long after he came out of the noodle shop, he found that six or seven people were embellished with him. These people are more than ten feet away from him, and their waists are bulging, obviously hiding guys.

Song Zheng followed the main road to the west, until he walked to Wenwu Street in the north-south direction, and then turned to the north. Although it was a day of recess and bathing, there were not many people on Wenwu Street, only three or two students who occasionally returned to the hospital. Presumably, the students had been shopping all morning, and they had all returned to the hospital by this time.

When there was still more than a mile away from the Academy, fifteen or sixteen people, coming out of the alleys on the side, all holding short or long clubs in their hands, stopped more than ten feet away from him, and blocked the road. (Ask for comments, ask for flowers, ask for votes, and ask for bricks)