Chapter Ninety-Nine: Qin Qiong

As the poisonous dragon asked, countless people quickly poured out from near this rich building, standing respectfully behind the poisonous dragon. It was only a dozen breaths, and nearly a hundred people gathered behind the poisonous dragon. These people are all dressed in black tight-fitting beards, each of them is very strong, staring at the copper bell with big eyes, and there is a ferocious aura on their bodies.

Compared with the Poison Dragon Gang, the beggar gang, who were unclothed, unkempt, and looked thin and thin, both in terms of numbers and momentum, fell all at once.

As soon as you look at the confrontation between the two sides, you can see that there is a lively scene to see, and the people of Yecheng, who do not have too many entertainment activities, will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity. As a result, the people who were originally passing by here involuntarily stopped, and the guests who were eating and drinking in the Fugui Building also stopped their chopsticks, and their eyes fell on the Poison Dragon Gang and the Beggars Gang.

The originally wide street, because more than 100 people from both sides were lying in the middle, and the gradually increasing number of onlookers suddenly became a little crowded. The confrontation between the two parties also made the originally lively atmosphere tense for a moment.

"Hey, beggar, my name is Hao Shushu, because I want good food, and I am deeply loved by my fellow villagers, so I am the leader of the beggar gang!" The middle-aged man first stroked a dirty beard under his chin, and then said while clasping his nostrils with the little finger of his right hand as if no one was around, his tone was full of pride, as if he was proud of his ability to beg for food.

The poisonous dragon was only ten meters away from the beggars, and he could clearly see the beggar pinky finger of the leader bring a string of yellow, sticky snot from his nose, and then wipe it on his chest casually. Then the beggar rubbed his black, completely flesh-colored neck with that hand, and in a few strokes a black ball the size of a small fingernail appeared.

"Vomit," the poisonous dragon felt a churn in his stomach, and the delicious food he had just eaten seemed to rush out, but he was deeply suppressed.

"Hao Shushu, what about Li Ming?" The poisonous dragon's eyes glanced to the side, his face turned slightly pale, and he said impatiently.

"What?" The beggar named Hao Shushu stepped forward, leaned sideways, frowned and clasped his ears and asked loudly.

The poisonous dragon looked at Hao Shushu, and saw a small cloud of filth escape from the latter's ear, then put it in front of his eyes, put his blackened lips in front of him, blew hard, and then put an interesting smile on his face.

"Vomit"

The poisonous dragon retched again, and forced himself to press down on his stomach like a river and a sea, but his face became more and more pale.

"Hao Shushu, Li-" The poisonous dragon took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"Alas, good nephew, what do you call your uncle to do?" The beggar didn't wait for the dragon to continue speaking, but quickly answered, and the expression on his face was very kind.

"Look for death, give it to me, and break his bones!" The poisonous dragon was already disgusted by Hao Shushu, and at this time, the latter insulted him with words, and he was immediately furious, and he no longer asked about Li Ming's whereabouts, he just wanted to bombard the humble and dirty beggar in front of him into slag, and he would never see a trace again, otherwise he was afraid that he would never be able to eat a mouthful of food again.

"Ahh

"You, what are you squeezing?"

"Hurry up to reincarnate!"

"Poison Dragon, save me! Poison Dragon, save me! ”

Just as the members of the Poison Dragons were gearing up and roaring and preparing to rush at the emaciated and filthy beggars in front of them, there was a scuffle from behind the Poison Dragons, mixed with a slightly shrill but panicked cry for help.

The Poison Dragon Gang made a move, and when they looked behind them, they saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in white running towards Fuguilou in embarrassment, pushing and shoving along the way, stumbling, and causing a burst of complaints from people who came to see the excitement.

This person's white clothes were stained and messy at this time, and the originally neat bun was also loose at this time, and his face was full of panic, and the whole person was embarrassed.

This person was Hu Jun, and behind him hung a burly strong man, who was the man who was nosy before.

The relationship between Hu Jun and Gao A Junfeng is naturally clear to the poisonous dragon, and Hu Jun has not given him any less benefits in private, so it is impossible for him to let Hu Jun be bullied.

"Go!" The poisonous dragon commanded the short man beside him who had reported earlier.

"Yes!" The short man replied, and the next moment, his figure was like a frightened rabbit, suddenly jumped out, and only a few steps out, then bypassed the running Hu Jun and stopped in front of the strong man.

"Strong, please stay!"

The strong man stopped and looked at the short man with a serious expression.

"In the third of the money, I don't know the name of the strong man?" The short man asked with a fist clenched and half-squinted eyes. The short man was less than three meters away from the strong man, and he could clearly feel the fierce aura and the faint murderous aura on the strong man's body. Because of this, short people don't dare to slow down.

"A certain Qin Qiong is also!" The strong man's body was as straight as a pine, and his face was resolute.

"Bang!" When the strong man said his name, the wine glass in his hand, which was sitting on the second floor facing the street with Wang Yan, instantly fell on the table, he suddenly turned his head to look at the strong man, and two terrifying rays of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, but no one noticed.

"Brother Xing, what's wrong?" Wang Yan was startled by the sudden change of happiness, and he asked in surprise and concern as he looked downstairs.

Happy raised his hand and did not answer, but stared closely at the strong man named Qin Qiong, who was less than thirty meters away from him in a straight line.

Qin Qiong, the word Shubao, Han nationality, a native of Jeju Licheng (Jinan, Shandong), is a famous general in the early Tang Dynasty and one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. He has always been famous for his bravery, and he took the head of the enemy general among the ten thousand armies, and helped Li Shimin make countless achievements. In the people, Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong are worshiped as door gods to deter evil spirits. After the Tang Dynasty, Qin Qiong can be said to be a well-known figure.

"Qin Zhuangshi, I don't know why you want to chase after Hu Gongzi?" Qian San looked at Qin Qiong vigilantly.

"Humph!" As soon as he mentioned this, Qin Qiong was angry, he snorted angrily, glared at Hu Jun, who was wheezing violently under the support of the poisonous dragon, and then pointed at Hu Jun and shouted: "This person dares to rob the people's daughters in broad daylight and kill people for no reason, how can I let go of such a beast?" ”

"Oh? Qin Zhuangshi, Hu Gongzi has a noble status, how could he do such a thing? Qian San raised his eyebrows and said with a puzzled expression. After a pause, he continued: "What's more, if it is as you say, it should be decided by the yamen, how can you have the right to adjudicate this matter?" Do you know that Gongzi Hu is the nephew of Empress Dowager Hu? ”

Qin Qiong froze for a moment, and couldn't help frowning and thinking. Just from Hu Jun's arrogant and domineering appearance, Qin Qiong knew that his identity was extraordinary. But Qin Qiong has been jealous and hateful since she was a child, and she especially hates Hu Jun's lawlessness and bad deeds. Originally, it was just an impulse, looking at the old man and Cui'er pitiful, but now it has become a dilemma.

Qin Qiong knew that with Hu Jun's character, he would never let go of himself, and if Cui'er's grandson, who was powerless, fell into his hands, the consequences could be imagined, and death would be the best ending. Therefore, Qin Qiong's current idea is very simple, that is, to eliminate the root of evil, hoping to save Cui'er's grandfather and grandson with her own surname.

Regarding what Qin Qiong said, Qian San didn't need to confirm it at all to know that what he said was true. He not only knows a lot about the dirty things that Hu Jun and Gao A Junfeng have done, but also plays a pioneer role. The reason why he said this was just that he didn't want to argue with Qin Qiong when he didn't know his true identity, judging from the momentum alone, Qin Qiong's force value should definitely not be underestimated.

"Qian San, help me capture this person, my son will not only break his body into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and scatter ashes, but also kill his entire family!" Before Qin Qiong could speak, Hu Jun, who had taken two breaths, shouted loudly. His red face was full of hideousness, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to devour Qin Qiong alive.

Qian San looked at the poisonous dragon with an inquiring gaze, the poisonous dragon's eyes narrowed slightly and was about to speak, but Qin Qiong shouted: "The thief looks at the trick!" ”

Qin Qiong roared angrily, his voice was like a bronze bell Da Lu, deafening. Before his voice fell, his figure suddenly burst out like a flying feather arrow, and the big fist of the sand bowl smashed straight at Qian San who was blocking the way.

Now that the result is already doomed, Qin Qiong doesn't want to waste any more time.

"Hey!" Qian San had been paying attention to Qin Qiong vigilantly, and when he saw him suddenly burst out, although he was shocked, the movements in his hands were not slow, he sank his waist and tied his horse, and his palms drew an arc in front of his chest, intending to seal Qin Qiong's fist.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Qian San's body was like being hit by a mad bison, and he rose into the air and threw it backwards. And Qin Qiong rushed forward with only a slight pause, and then flew straight towards Hu Jun again.