"Hidden weapon?"

Liu Xiangwu pinched two fingers, and a bullet appeared in the middle of his finger.

"The last time someone played a secret weapon in front of this seat was thirty years ago."

He flicked his fingers, and the bullet came back at a faster rate.

Then he hit Wang Quan in the forehead and fell to the ground.

Wang Quan rubbed the red mark on his head, and his expression became a little more serious.

Just now...... He felt pain.

It's not much, but it hurts.

And the speed of the bullet was so fast that he could only see a little afterimage.

Again, this has never happened before.

"This Star Pavilion Master is a bit strong." Wang Quan asked in a low voice, "What realm is he?" ”

A trembling voice came from behind him, "First...... Congenital ......"

He had completely lost the heart to resist.

Innate?

What kind of congenital is it?

In some works, the innate master is like a cabbage, which is basically equivalent to cannon fodder.

In some works, it is the pinnacle of the world, which is about equal to invincibility.

Is this the latter one?

On the other side, Liu Xiangwu still maintained a master's demeanor behind his back with his hands behind his back, "This seat is not unreasonable, give you a chance, cut yourself." ”

Wang Quan put away his gun and drew his wooden sword again.

Then he pulled the strength he could borrow now to the fullest, and said with a smile: "It was your son who started the trouble first, if his strength is not good, I am afraid that he will die a few hours ago." Why didn't you show up at that time? ”

"Hmph, how can a mere cheap life be compared to my son. It's your pleasure to be used by my son. Liu Xiangwu said indifferently, "Xiu said that your life is hundreds of thousands of lives in the entire Lin'an City, and it is not worth a single hair of my son." ”

He said it for granted, as if it had been so since time immemorial.

Fan Ji, who was born in the Lin'an Salt Gang, didn't even argue, not even showing an angry expression.

Wang Quan's face sank.

He's starting to hate it.

The place where he lived, the truth that he understood since he was a child, is that there is a law.

And everyone is equal before the law.

Although it is not very well done, at least there are countless people working in that direction.

But here, in this Jianghu, it seems that the lives of ordinary people are really not important.

Even Fan Ji, who was born at the bottom, thinks the same way.

To put it bluntly, their salt gang is just an organization formed by a group of low-level people who want to be a master.

What do you say to get ahead?

As a result, in the end, isn't the Salt Gang also about making money, for enjoyment, and for stepping on the heads of other "grass people".

What they hated was not a big sect like Star Picking Pavilion, but why they weren't a disciple of the big faction.

The power borrowed by Wang Quan has reached the upper limit under the limit.

But the scarlet in his eyes grew stronger.

Today, even if he breaks the limit, he will also kill this bullshit Star Pavilion Lord on the spot!

"Not bad, it looks like you've killed a lot of people." The master of the Star Picking Mansion put on a pair of heavenly silk gloves, "But with your horizontal muscles, what can you do." ”

He had already determined that this young man had no internal interest, and he was definitely not a disciple of the Great Gate Sect or the Family Sect or the Hidden World Sect.

That won't stop his murderous intentions.

He regrets it now, regretting that he was pampered by his son, which caused him to lose his awe of the rivers and lakes, and he died tragically at the hands of the villain.

But I still have to get that cheats.

"Hand over the things, and this seat can keep your whole body."

"Huh...... It's really Heifer standing in the wind - net bragging. ”

Wang Quan stroked the sword body and sneered, "Today next year, the grass on the grave of you and your son will be three feet high." ”

"Look for death!"

Liu Xiangwu made a move in an instant.

But the next moment, his complexion changed, and in just three breaths, he was already thirty feet away!

Then he didn't look back, and suddenly ran away!

Wang Quan's eyes narrowed slightly.

In his sight, the reddish figure had turned into a small dot.

"It's boring."

Putting away the sword, Wang Quan turned around and said, "Don't leave yet, are you waiting for death?" ”

Fan Ji hesitated.

Wang Quan's face was expressionless, and he took out a cloth bag from his blanket and opened it.

Inside is a book inlaid with gold thread, and the material looks like sheepskin, but I can't tell what kind of skin it is.

The cover of the book has only a few big words - "Congenital Yiqi"!

He lit up, "Give you a chance to live, and spread the matter of this secret book in Wang Quan's hands." I'll wait in Lin'an City for a month, don't say I didn't give you a chance. ”

Fan Ji slowly retreated, cautious and vigilant, "Your Excellency's move is ...... What is the purpose? ”

"It's none of your business." Wang Quan said coldly, "Within half a month, if this matter is not known to everyone, I will kill the Salt Gang and make you restless." . ”

Fan Ji took two steps back and arched his hand, "Thank you for not killing Gongzi." ”

When he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, without stopping for the slightest.

When he walked away, Wang Quan said loudly: "If you don't show up again, you will have to leave next." ”

When the words fell, I heard someone smile bitterly, "Wang Shaoxia is really welcome, the old man saved your life, didn't you even say thank you?" ”

Following the voice, a middle-aged rich man walked out of the corner of the street.

This person is none other than the owner of the Youpeng Inn.

Wang Quan arched his hand, "Thank you, I don't know the boss's name." ”

This is pure politeness.

If this boss hadn't scared Liu Xiangwu away......

That guy is a dead man now.

However, Wang Quan will probably change back to the same Wang Quan he was when he was in Wind Valley Village.

If you want to say that, you really have to thank each other.

"The old man wins friends like clouds and Wu old people, the moonlight is beautiful, I wonder if Wang Shaoxia can enjoy the light and enjoy the moon with the old man?"

"The elders asked, I dare not resign." Wang Quan walked over and arched his hand, "Please." ”

"Then let's come with the old man."

The boss smiled slightly, and led Wang Quan through the streets and alleys, but he couldn't walk a stick of incense, and then stopped in front of the door of a broken courtyard.

He went up and knocked on the door three times.

Soon, the door opened.

"You suddenly said that you were in a hurry to go out, how could you ...... so quickly"

The person who opened the door was a strong man who was eight feet tall and full of muscles.

However, this person has a bald head, a ring scar, and a huge string of Buddhist beads on his chest - he is clearly a monk.

Seeing that there was a person behind Wu Guren, he was stunned for a moment, "Is there anyone behind you?" The poor monk didn't even notice it......"

"Let's go in first."

The old man of Wu pushed the monk away and led Wang Quan into the courtyard.

There is a peach tree in the courtyard, and there is a stone table under the peach tree.

There were already four or five people sitting around the stone table.

Counting the monk who opened the door, there are monks and Taoists, as well as fishing and fast fishing, and there is even a black-faced man dressed as a butcher.

Seeing that a stranger was coming, several people were slightly stunned, and then they looked Wang Quan up and down, as if they had found some rare treasure.

The high-crowned Taoist stroked his chin and chuckled, "Old Wu, is this your new apprentice?" If not, then you're welcome. ”

"Of course not." Old man Wu answered, pulled Wang Quan to sit down, and then asked, "Does Wang Shaoxia have a teacher?" ”

Wang Quan said lightly: "There is no door and no faction, but there are scattered people passing by in the rivers and lakes." ”

Old Man Wu nodded with a smile, "That young man is willing to find someone to be his teacher?" ”

He pointed to a few people present, "Everyone here is innate, no matter who it is, they will definitely be able to carve a good young man." ”

Wang Quan frowned and said, "My bones are very good?" ”

"There is no one in the world, one in a million."

"Don't look at my character?"

"Those can be cultivated."

Wang Quan remained silent, "The last question, what is innate, who are you." ”