Although Zhang Teng stood far away, Li Niu and the others spoke very loudly, and it was easy to understand the ins and outs.

He stopped temporarily, on the one hand, he was curious about what happened to Li Niu, and on the other hand, he wanted to know the relationship between Li Niu and Mohs Iron Shop, and the reason for going to Mohs Iron Shop.

Human beings have a strong sense of curiosity, and this curiosity is especially obvious in Zhang Teng. It is precisely this curiosity that makes Zhang Teng study hard, easily master various knowledge and skills, and get twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, when it comes to the three major villages, he doesn't really want to interfere.

After all, Zhang Teng's own strength is low, he has no power and no power, and he will have good fruits if he is strong.

However, he was familiar with Mo Yu and had a close friendship with the masters of Mo's Iron Shop Workshop.

Once Mo Qiong has an accident, Mo Yu will definitely not give up and make a feud with the three major villages, which will likely affect the operation of Mo's iron shop. Considering it more deeply, with the influence of the three major villages in Suining, the worst possibility of Mo's iron shop is to go bankrupt or be forced to transfer. This matter is related to the livelihood of the masters, and that result is naturally not what Zhang Teng wants to see.

"Well, it's easy to say, after all, I am familiar with Master Mo, and if the little master has something, I naturally won't stand idly by. However, I can only do my best. If you can't help, please say 'sorry' to Master Mo for me." ”

When the iron shop guy asked him for help, Zhang Teng didn't hesitate, nodded, and agreed. However, he was not sure that he would be able to help and save people.

At this time, Zhang Teng said to Ah Xiang, the guy in the iron shop: "You first go to the workshop and call a few craftsmen with high martial arts cultivation to rush to West Street, and then hurry up and send someone to inform Master Mo to rush back." Li Niu and I took the first step, went to the scene to see the situation, acted at the opportunity, and rescued the person as soon as possible. ”

Ah Xiang nodded, and hurriedly said: "Okay, little brother Zhang, you go quickly, no matter how you save the little master first, you must not let the little master have an accident." ”

"Well, I will. Zhang Teng nodded and said to Ah Xiang. Then he turned to Li Niu and said to Li Niu, "Let's talk as we walk, you tell me the reason for the whole thing." ”

"Ah Xiang, he is ......"

Li Niu still didn't know the situation very well, seeing Zhang Teng greeting him and walking up slowly, he looked at Ah Xiang with a hesitant expression. The young man in front of him seemed to be a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After two years, Zhang Teng's overall appearance, temperament and figure have changed a lot.

After all, Zhang Teng's life is much more stable than before, his basic nutrition is sufficient, and he will no longer be hungry and full. What's more, the boy has begun to develop in his teens, and he has practiced martial arts and qi, and his body has grown particularly rapidly.

Compared with Zhang Teng two years ago, Zhang Teng is now a head taller!

Therefore, Li Niu met Zhang Teng again, but he was stunned and failed to recognize Zhang Teng.

After all, whether it is tall or complex, the Zhang Teng in front of him is too different from the Zhang Teng in Li Niu's memory.

Seeing him like this, Ah Xiang couldn't help but scolded angrily: "Hey, you stupid cow! Stupid cow! Brainless fool! Time is urgent, don't grind! Brother Zhang and Master Mo are familiar with each other and have a good friendship." He is Master Mo's most trusted friend. At the moment, the only thing to do is trouble Brother Zhang, let him help understand the situation, and try to save the little master. In case something really happens to the little master, let Zhang Xiaoge explain the matter to Master Mo clearly. You hurry up and walk with Brother Zhang, and explain the matter to Brother Zhang on the way. Also, you have to listen to Brother Zhang's instructions and arrange this matter. Otherwise, if something really happens to the little master, Master Mo will not let you go first. ”

"Oh oh, I see, you don't need to say more. I'll take Brother Zhang to find the little master, and everything will be up to Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang, you come with me. Li covered his forehead with his hand, and promised repeatedly, the matter was urgent, he said to Zhang Teng, ran up again, and led the way in front.

"Then let's go first, and you inform Master Mo as soon as possible. Zhang Teng said a word to Ah Xiang, and then hurried to Li Niu and hurried to West Street.

"Alas, I hope that Little Brother Zhang can bring the little master back smoothly. Ah Xiang watched Zhang Teng and the others leave, shook his head, turned around and walked quickly into the iron shop, hurriedly looking for someone.

Soon Zhang Teng caught up with Li Niu, he took out some wound medicine from his arms and put it on him to stop the bleeding, and learned the ins and outs of the whole thing from Li Niu while running.

It turned out that today in Suining North City, Mo Qiong and Lin Chao were selling books at a stall, and they saw an ancient book of martial arts training at the same time, and the two wanted to buy the ancient book at the same time. But there is only one ancient book, and the two of them saw it at the same time and spoke at the same time. When the vendor saw it, he didn't know who to sell it to, so he had to sit on the ground and auction it, saying that the highest price would win.

Since Lin Chao is only the eldest grandson of the second elder of Linjiazhuang, his financial resources are limited, and Mo Qiong is the only seedling of Master Mo, and he has always had a lot of money. The bidding between the two was naturally the highest price for Mo Qiong, and he successfully sold the ancient books.

In this regard, Lin Chao was quite annoyed, and forced Mo Qiong to give up the ancient books in the name of Lin Jiazhuang.

Although Mo Qiong's martial arts talent is extremely poor, he has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. He also asked his father to spend a lot of effort to fight the relationship, and wanted to enter the three major villages through the back door to cultivate martial arts.

It's a pity that Yejiazhuang's old-fashioned threshold is too high to enter, Wangjiazhuang's sky-high asking price can't go, and Linjiazhuang is even more annoying.

The recruitment manager recruited by Lin Jiazhuang accepted the benefits, but let Mo Qiong into the door, but a few days later, the new recruitment manager kicked him out again.

This is not the fairness and integrity of the new steward, but the internal power struggle of Linjiazhuang. Mo Qiong, who came in through the back door, happened to be an unlucky person who was affected. When Mo Qiong was kicked out of the Lin family village, those Lin family children still pointed at Mo Qiong, ridiculed, abused, and insulted him in every way.

This incident made Mo Qiong angry and annoyed, ashamed, and hated the people of Linjiazhuang.

Now that Mo Qiong has finally obtained the ancient book of martial arts, he will easily give it up, let alone hand it over to Lin Chao, the disciple of the Lin family Zhuang, whom he hates the most. At that moment, Mo Qiong refused Lin Chao's request, stuffed the ancient martial arts books into his arms, and ran home without looking back.

Li Niu and Mo Qiong are playmates, and they are also the eyeliners that Master Mo secretly hired to spy on Mo Qiong.

Since Mo Qiong is active by nature and likes to wander around, Master Mo will ask Li Niu about Mo Qiong's recent movements from time to time, learn about his daily life, see if there is any trouble, whether he needs to deal with it in time, and discipline him well.

When Mo Qiong and Lin Chao clashed, Li Niu was naturally present.

Seeing Mo Qiong pick up the book and run, Li Niu naturally ran with him, but Li Niu didn't go far before he was blocked by Lin Chao's companions, and was knocked aside by the opponent's fist, breaking his head. And Mo Qiong ran out of the encirclement first and fled all the way to West Street.

Lin Chao and the others were mainly targeting Mo Qiong, they stopped Li Niu and knocked him to the ground and ignored it, and everyone rushed towards Mo Qiong. With Mo Qiong's cultivation and speed, it was only a matter of time before Lin Chao and others caught up.

Li Niu saw that the opportunity was not good, and he didn't care about bandaging the wound on his head, so he ran back to Mohs Iron Shop for help.

It's a pity that Master Mo is not here, and now Mo Qiong is estimated to have been blocked on West Street. It's good if Mo Qiong is willing to hand over the ancient books, otherwise the end will be worrying. With Mo Qiong's ordinary donkey-like temperament, I'm afraid that even if he is killed by Lin Chao and others, he will not hand over the ancient books.

This is also Mo Yu's most headache, the most helpless, and the most worried about what will happen. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hired Li Niu to keep an eye on Mo Qiong.

West Street is not far away, Zhang Teng and Li Niu ran very fast, and between conversations and conversations, they arrived in a short time.

From a distance, they saw a large crowd of people in front of them, and there was a crackling sound in the crowd, as if something was struck and scattered all over the place.

At this moment, an angry voice roared: "A mere waste blacksmith who sells broken copper and iron, even if he kills his son today, what can he do? Lao Tzu is a waste, and his son is also a waste! I dare to tear up the book! Beat me to death, kill this dog girl's good things! Throw me to the suburbs and feed wild dogs!"

"Hit! Kill him!"

"Hit! Kill this bastard!"

"Waste thing, dare not take our Lin Jiazhuang in your eyes!

The sound of scolding came and went, and it was endless.

There are more and more onlookers around, one by one, pointing and pointing, with different expressions and attitudes. There is sympathy, there is schadenfreude, and more is silent and cold-eyed.

In Suining Town, the three major villages are the overlords of the earth, and few people dare to provoke them.

"Wait!" Zhang Teng stopped when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to stop Li Niu.

"What's wrong with Little Brother Zhang? The little master is in front, we have to save him immediately, otherwise he will be killed." Li Niu stopped panting, puzzled by Zhang Teng's actions, and said anxiously.

Zhang Teng put down the bamboo basket on his back, stuffed it into Li Niu's arms, and said seriously: "Keep my things for me, find a doctor to wait at the Suining intersection, and leave the matter of the little master to me." It's a deposit, give it to the doctor, and if he doesn't see us for half an hour, let him go. At that time, you can bring my things back to the Mohs iron shop first. ”

With that, he took out a few silver jade from his arms and handed them to Li Niu, and then tore off a piece of fabric from his sleeve and covered his face.

Li Niu took Yinyu, "Brother Zhang, are you going to save people by yourself? There are so many of them......

"Get out of here, don't let them see you. Zhang Teng raised his hand to stop Li Niu from continuing to speak, his eyes were cold, he looked at Li Niu, and said sharply, "If you say more, Mo Qiong will die faster." Within half an hour, if you and the doctor are not seen at the Suining intersection, Master Mo will look for you in the future. ”

Li Niu saw that his eyes were like knives, and he was unusually sharp. My heart couldn't help but pound, and I felt that my scalp was numb, and I didn't dare to look at it directly. At the moment, he didn't ask any more questions, picked up the bamboo basket on his back, turned around, spread his feet, and ran wildly for his life.

"Linjiazhuang, Linjiazhuang again, the three major Linjiazhuang!"

Zhang Teng squinted his eyes, looked at the crowd in front of him and snorted coldly, his tone mixed with mockery.

As he spoke, his men had already rushed forward and leaped into the crowd.

I saw several empty stalls in the field, dried straw scattered everywhere, and a few lame benches on the ground, a group of young men in gray clothes with the Lin clan emblem embroidered on their backs, punching and kicking around a person.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in a white samurai suit stood not far away, his left hand crossed on his waist, and his right hand holding a pile of messy and crumpled yellowed paper, looking coldly at the person who was being beaten, the corners of his mouth twitching from time to time, as if his anger had not subsided.