Chapter 62: The Fist is a senior high

Zhao Xiucai looked at these soldiers in civilian clothes, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, the army of the Beijing Division has twelve regiments and battalions, there are Jinyi guards, and four battalions directly under the Imperial Horse Guard, these four battalions are all young people who fled from Mongolia and Guanwai from the north as the main force, and in recent years, they have also begun to select elite soldiers in various guards, and the equipment and training are far beyond the ordinary guards soldiers.

It can be said that he is one of the most elite soldiers in the world, and of course one of the most proud and presumptuous soldiers, who is rampant and domineering at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Now Zhao Xiucai is a little worried that those splashes will be beaten up at night, what should be done, there is a little stunned, Chen Dahu over there saw the hesitation on Zhao Xiucai's face, and suddenly became a little unhappy, or the fat man on the side reacted very quickly, plus he is also a straight-hearted person, looking at these soldiers, but he likes it a little, and said happily there:

"Brothers, come here at this time, presumably they haven't eaten yet, wait here, let's go to the back and clean up for everyone, have a good meal!"

As soon as he said this, the soldiers behind him applauded, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively.

When Jiang Feng came back from outside, a room full of people was eating there lively, Zhang Liang was very interested in talking with Chen Dahu, the two of them talked about happy places, they were laughing, Bao Fat led a few young men to serve the food, and these people didn't know what to say about good food.

What was simply made in the kitchen was a large piece of mutton and a large white flour cake, and sure enough, these men from the fourth battalion of the Imperial Horse Prison Warriors were full of oil and elated.

Looking at the room full of strong men, although they were not too old, they were all there to concentrate on eating, but in the eyes of a martial arts practitioner like Jiang Feng, they were all well-trained warriors, Zhao Xiucai on the side leaned over and asked in a low voice:

"The things you bought just now are all in place, right?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer this, but asked with a smile:

"Lao Zhao, these men were all found by Zhang Liang, I don't think we should worry about Huifeng Tower being smashed tonight, but we have to think about how to pay for the soup and medicine if we beat it hard."

Zhao Xiucai smiled bitterly and said in a low voice:

"Owner, don't be joking, it's easy to invite the gods and send the gods, the students have been in Beijing for more than two months, but the reputation of this Imperial Horse Prison Warrior Camp has been heard too much."

Jiang Feng thought about it in his heart, and hurriedly followed Zhao Xiucai and said:

"You also have a point in thinking about it, hurry up and deal with those things outside according to what I said."

Following Zhao Xiucai's advice, Jiang Feng shouted to the group of people who were eating in the hall:

"Brothers, be quiet for a while, and listen to me talk about tonight's arrangements."

In the capital, the soldiers of the four battalions under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Horse Supervisor are not afraid of Jinyiwei and Dongchang, they themselves are more high-flying and domineering existences, looking at Jiang Feng wearing the clothes of a Jinyi Guard patrolling the street, Zhang Liang over there is chatting happily, and he has not yet come to introduce.

Chen Dahu over there had already jumped up, grabbed a round stool and threw it over, scolding in his mouth:

"Raised by a son of a bitch, the uncles are happy to eat here, what are you irritable!!"

As soon as this sentence of bitch was raised, Jiang Feng was also furious there, watching the heavy pine round stool smash over, and he didn't dodge, the power in his hand had already accumulated, and he exhaled, and the cannon hammer of Baji Boxing smashed out with a punch, and immediately smashed the solid wood heavy stool with a punch.

Before the soldiers who had eaten could react, they jumped on the table and stepped in front of Chen Dahu, Chen Dahu's reaction was not slow, his hands made a portal, and he was about to sweep towards Jiang Feng on the table with one leg horizontally, and his posture was the same as that of Zhang Liang's father Zhang Zhen during the day.

But Zhang Zhen couldn't beat Jiang Feng, don't talk about him, he flashed and swept his legs, opened his arms, and opened Chen Dahu's door, his right arm had already grabbed his chest, and he kicked under his left leg, and grabbed Chen Dahu's right rib with his left hand, and he directly lifted Chen Dahu with both hands.

The surrounding soldiers could be regarded as reacting, but Jiang Feng smashed the round stool with one fist and lifted their leader up in a few clicks, so brave that the audience was suppressed at that time, and Zhang Liang on the side understood at this time, and hurriedly came over and pleaded loudly:

"Master, this is my father's apprentice, and he is also my senior brother's, his temper is so hot, you better don't care, put it down."

Jiang Feng sneered, and as soon as his hand was released, Chen Dahu suddenly fell to the ground, and crawled up, his face was full of shock and fear, Zhang Liang dragged him back to his senses, and muttered in his mouth:

"Why didn't you tell me that this was your master, and I was beaten in vain."

In the Ming Dynasty, the rules of master and apprentice were equal to father and son, and they were not sloppy, Jiang Feng was still Chen Dahu's uncle, and the kung fu just now showed his hand, and he suppressed these lawless men, Chen Dahu respectfully hugged his fists and whispered there:

"The big tiger is reckless, don't blame Uncle Shi."

Jiang Feng patted him on the shoulder, but he didn't answer, he just looked to the side and stood up, but Qiu Bamen, who was a little dumbfounded, opened his mouth and said loudly:

"If you take Lao Tzu's money, you have to listen to Lao Tzu's words, and you can do whatever you want, and if you don't accept it, see if the stool is hard."

The cold eyes swept the audience, and the soldiers who were not afraid of the ground these days instantly felt a chill in their hearts, and they all stood up in unison, and they all respectfully hugged their fists and said:

"Listen to Uncle Shi's orders!"

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There are many large and small shops in the south city, but they are all concentrated in a few streets, such as sweet water wells, South Street, Xiama Lane, etc., which are not far from each other.

Generally leaning on the edge of the south city and the north city, Zhongxintang can be said to be the largest restaurant in Xiama Lane, separated by two streets from Huifeng Building, the sun is already about to set, all pedestrians are now walking around this street, and the shops on this street are also on the door panel early and close early.

Because at the door of the Faithful Hall, there were more than 200 people gathered, all of whom were scoundrels and vicious people, looking at the door of the Faithful Hall, Li Yong, the owner of the Faithful Hall, was standing in front of the door.

However, although he is broken, he has a beautiful sister, and he doesn't know what door he went through to be married to the family by Zhao Tianbo, a thousand households of Jinyiwei, as a little wife, and he is very favored.

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