230 fights

It turned out that the territory of the Ma Army has now become a banner display and a lot of people, and it has not been so lively here for a long time.

"Yo he, they're all here, it seems that I'm the latest." Zhou Bing walked into the center of the field with his own people with a smile, but the people behind him were not good at stubble, and they pushed and shoved forward. Since Lu Xuan, Lu Fang's brothers and Ma Jun were killed by Phoenix Mountain, except for Phoenix Mountain, there is a feeling that I am the boss, of course, this is all in terms of strength.

The people around you dare not speak out, there is no way that the strength of others is there, if you are stronger than Zhou Papi's strength, you can also be horizontal, or even more horizontal than him, "What's the matter, it seems that you mean that you don't welcome me." Zhou Papi sat on a chair by himself, cocked Erlang's legs, held a small teapot in his hand, and drank it slowly, and the people around him glared angrily, "But I'm here today, no one wants to complain, of course, if anyone thinks they can't beat me Zhou Bing can give priority to quitting, I welcome with both hands, and send ten gold bars, forever alliance, mutual non-aggression, if anyone wants to live with me without their own strength, I don't care, after all, it is fists and feet without eyes, How far I play is not something I can control. ”

"Hmph, I said Zhou Papi, don't be poor there, you have the ability to have a fight with me Yang Yi." The person who spoke was named Yang Yi, known as Yang Sanlang in the rivers and lakes, and was a newly rising gang leader, with the fifteen brothers under his hands, he looked like he was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and he made a name for himself in the place where there were bandits in this city area, which was really not simple.

"Who are you?" Zhou Papi saw that he was a little-known hairy boy, so he was not interested in continuing to chat.

"Who am I? Hum. Yang Yi walked out of the crowd with his hands and arms, "I'm your grandfather Yang Yi." ”

"Young man, I advise you not to flash your tongue when you speak, if you take back what you said now, I don't care, if you are still chattering here, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson for your parents." Since Zhou Papi became famous, he has never been scolded by a hairy young man like this, even the people of Phoenix Mountain call themselves Zhou Da Master.

"Hmph, as a person who doesn't even dare to touch Takagi's ass, I don't scold you and I scold anyone." Yang Yi didn't give an inch.

"You're looking for death." Zhou Papi was already biting his lip and talking.

"I don't know who's going to die." Yang Yi raised his chin, full of provocation.

"Alright, if you have a opinion, you will let you fight each other, and now you all have to listen to me." An old man walked into the crowd on crutches, supported by a young man, and walked straight to the highest chair in the field.

"Meet Tuye." As soon as the old man appeared, all the noisy people around him quieted down, and they all gave a gesture to the old man, and even Yang Yi, the thorn, stood there respectfully.

It is said that their ancestors are the witnesses of the rivers and lakes, and as long as there are disputes in the rivers and lakes, there will be their figures, but after their testimony, there is never a second repentance. As long as there are people who are outrageous, they will never survive the next day, and the way of death is very bizarre, no one knows how they died and who killed them.

"Ahem, ahem." The old man coughed twice, and tried to straighten his waist with his crutches.

"Let me talk about the rules this time, first, anyone can choose to fight, either alone or in a group; Second, the rule of this fight is that there are no rules; Third, you can use any weapon, but you can't use hidden weapons or poisons, and once you find it, you die! The old man burst out with a strong momentum at this time, his eyes were blazing, his hair stood on end, and when he stretched out his hand, he didn't see anything, and a sword was fixed in the center of the field.

No wonder no one dares to provoke, this kung fu, no one can reach such a height.

"Start now." Tuye regained his previous image, sitting on a chair and closing his eyes.

"Zhou Papi, I'll try your hand." Yang Yi jumped up, jumped onto the heads-up platform, and pointed at Zhou Bing.

"Just you, I'm not interested yet." Zhou Papi glanced lightly, "Little San, you go and try it." Zhou Papi asked one of his subordinates to go up, and he didn't seem to take Yang Yi seriously.

"Third brother, shall we go up?" Situ and Zhao Junzi had already arrived with their own people, and they had been hiding on the periphery.

"Wait, let's see." Zhao Junzi said very calmly.

"Look at that Zhou Papi, when we were in Phoenix Mountain, he honestly looked like a grandson, and now you look at it, he looks like a master, I want to beat him when I look at it." Situ clenched his fists beside him.

"Individuals have a personal attitude towards life, or we say so, the big husband can bend and stretch."

"This is too long, he can be the boss like this, and I can almost be his master."

"Don't say that, if anyone follows a boss who is angry, he can also raise his eyebrows, regardless of whether the boss is a good guy or a bad guy, at least this boss can give you food and drink, so that you don't have to be angry after you go out, and someone will find a place for you after being angry."

"It makes sense." Situ said.

"Isn't that what the boss did to us in the first place?" Zhao Junzi looked at Situ and said, "No matter what kind of person you do in the future, you must remember that everything you have is given to you by your junior brother, and you must do everything you can to make your junior brother believe that you are right to follow you." ”

"It's the third brother, I know it." Situ seemed to understand and said, but instead grinned and said, "I think it's good to be like this now, hehe." Zhao Junzi shook his head helplessly and continued to pay attention to the changes in the field.

"Zhou Papi, you let such a person test me, you look down on me too much." Yang Yi stood there with Xiao San's corpse under his feet and looked at Zhou Papi proudly, "Zhou Papi, come up and die quickly." ”

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." Zhou Bing slapped the back of the chair and went straight to the center of the field, and before the teapot in his hand arrived, he ran directly to Yang Yi's face.

"Insect carving skills." Yang Yi took out a nunchucks from his waist and smashed the teapot in one fell swoop.

Zhou Bing stood still on the platform, his fists were already wearing gloves, and he opened up the momentum, "Let me try how many catties and taels you have." ”

"Where did you get all this nonsense?" Yang Yi picked up the nunchucks and pounced.

To find out who wins and who loses between Yang Yi and Zhou Bing, see the next chapter.