Zhang Zhanpeng learned that his regiment had lost his Yan Wudao, and he did not lose his temper as the regimental members imagined, Zhang Zhanpeng had left Zhang's family to travel for several years, in those years, he had been a bandit, a bodyguard, and had also joined the regular army of [***], but his mind was not on these, and the purpose of leaving home to travel was just to learn skills. After Zhang Zhanpeng's unit was defeated by the heavy troops of the Yue army, he fled back to his hometown and used the financial resources of the Zhang family to organize the Xiushui militia group.

When Zhao Zhi and the others rode into the town, Zhang Zhanpeng kept his head down, and only raised his head when he looked at Rowling, not that Zhang Zhanpeng was playing some tricks to show what kind of pie, but that he didn't dare to look at Zhao Zhi. He is a person who has experienced life and death on the battlefield, and he is very familiar with the kind of anger on Zhao Zhi's body, as far as it is concerned, in addition to Zhang Zhanpeng's advantage in numbers, he is not sure that he will definitely be able to take down this group of people of unknown origin, especially the young man who is the leader of the group.

"Second uncle, let's catch that guy who was locked up in a broken house on the hillside and ran out, just entered Fuyuan" Just as Zhang Zhanpeng lowered his head and pondered, a group member who was in charge of staring at Fuyuan ran back. Boom, Zhang Zhanpeng smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground, obviously this belated news made him very angry. He originally planned to interrogate the guy who was captured from Fuyuan today, but now it's good, not only did the person run away, but also ran to Fuyuan, and it is very likely that this person is related to the group of people who just entered the town to live.

"Tell some brothers to bring the guys, let's go to Fuyuan to meet them" Zhang Zhanpeng put down the iron gall in his hand, stood up, took a pistol from the bookshelf and inserted it into his waist. Since he returned to his hometown, he has only used a gun once in Xiushui Town, and that time alone shocked those Jianghu people who came to snatch the position of head of the militia group with him, and also won him the name of Sharpshooter. After taking control of the militia group, Zhang Zhanpeng put his own matching gun on the bookshelf and no longer touched it, but today he took the initiative to bring the pistol, which shows that Zhang Zhanpeng has regarded Zhao Zhi as an opponent worthy of attention.

As soon as he stepped into Fuyuan's hall, Zhang Zhanpeng saw that the guy he had arrested a few days ago was sitting at a table munching on the case, not taking himself seriously at all, and he didn't even raise his head once. "Sit, do you want to eat?" Yu Dazhi threw a pig's trotter he had gnawed in front of Zhang Zhanpeng, like a wild dog on the side of the road. This bastard arrested himself without asking anything, and locked himself in such a far away place, not even caring about good food, for this reason, Yu Dazhi was holding back the fire in his belly. If Zhao Zhi hadn't wanted to use Zhang Zhanpeng to hook out those mountain bandits, I'm afraid that when Zhang Zhanpeng had just stepped into Fuyuan, Yu Dazhi would have used a flying knife to solve this guy.

Zhang Zhanpeng looked left and right, stopping the angry group from arresting Yu Dazhi, Fu Yuan, who had always had a good business, sat at two tables of people at this time, one table was himself, and the other table was this guy who was eating pig's trotters. Zhang Zhanpeng doesn't think that Fuyuan's business is very bad, and the only explanation is that someone drove away the people who came to Fuyuan to eat, or those who came to eat were scared and left themselves. Zhang Zhanpeng chose to believe the latter, the reason is that the guy who was sitting next to him and gnawed on the pig's trotters, the people in Xiushui Town knew that they had just arrested this person, but this guy suddenly appeared and sat in the hall of Fuyuan.

"Damn, I'm finally full" Yu Dazhi gnawed three pig's trotters in a row before he stopped, hooked his fingers and called the overwhelmed trot, and after wiping his hands clean on him, Yu Dazhi burped at Zhang Zhanpeng, who pretended to be calm. "Second Master Zhang, my husband is looking for you to talk about business, upstairs in Tianzi No. 1 room, you go up by yourself" After looking at Zhang Zhanpeng for a while, Yu Dazhicai suddenly pointed to the guest room on the second floor and asked Zhang Zhanpeng to go up. In Dazhi's view, Zhang Zhanpeng is just a dirt bun, and he doesn't need to be polite to deal with such a person, the more arrogant you are, the more he can't figure out your details.

"Make me a pot of tea, Lao Tzu wants to take a good rest" The things that Mr. ordered have been done, and everything that should be said has been said, whether you can go upstairs is Zhang Zhanpeng's business, and other things have nothing to do with Yu Dazhi, everything depends on Zhang Zhanpeng's choice. When the tea came, Yu Dazhi just sat there and drank tea quietly, without saying a word, but Zhang Zhanpeng, who was sitting next to him, was very upset. Zhang Zhanpeng has also seen many people when he travels south and north, but it is the first time he has seen such a difficult guy as sitting next to him.

Zhang Zhanpeng, who had been sitting silently for a long time, finally looked up and looked around, he was looking for those people who had just entered the town on horseback today, but unfortunately he didn't see anything, there was nothing in the hall, and all the guest rooms on the second floor had their doors closed. Zhang Zhanpeng's reaction was discovered by Yu Dazhi, who had been secretly watching him, it seems that what his husband said is right, this old boy is scared, this Zhang Zhanpeng's courage is not proportional to his side.

"Is there anything else to discuss?" Zhang Zhanpeng got up and sat opposite Yu Dazhi, thanks to his training in the army, Zhang Zhanpeng could feel the muzzles of the guns facing him in the guest room on the second floor. Under tremendous pressure, Zhang Zhanpeng had to make a choice, lowered his posture and sat opposite Yu Dazhi, his hand under the table was holding his pistol, as long as the other party moved, he could at least pull a person on his back.

"What do you want to discuss? I just said, my husband told you to go up, Tianzi No. 1 room" Yu Dazhi still looked like he didn't eat oil and salt while holding the teacup. Yu Dazhi didn't want to annoy this guy, but in the face of such a guy, Yu Dazhi didn't want to deal with him at all, in Beiping City, a guy who was hundreds of times better than Zhang Zhanpeng, Yu Dazhi had dealt with him, in this world, except for his own husband, Yu Dazhi was not afraid of anyone at all, especially a dumpling like Zhang Zhanpeng.

"Also, you'd better leave the gun, my husband doesn't like to talk to people with guns" Yu Dazhi put it on the teacup and tapped his fingers on the table. After Zhang Zhanpeng sat down, the action of pulling out the gun was too big, Yu Dazhi didn't want to see it, and the feeling of being used with a gun all the time was too uncomfortable. After being broken by Yu Dazhi, Zhang Zhanpeng's old face turned red, and he handed the gun to Tuanding who came with him with some embarrassment, then got up and went up the stairs to the second floor, until he walked to the No. 1 room of Tianzi before stopping.