"Speak quickly!" Fan Jinqiang, who was tall and burly, also snorted.

The soldier trembled, and hurriedly said: "Sir, don't be angry, because I received the news that Cao Jun intends to attack Jingzhou. ”

"In that case, you must be careful to check and don't let the thieves go." Wang Baoyu commanded, stretched out his hand, and Fan Jinqiang pushed him and strode into the city.

Despite the tense atmosphere, the lives of the people in the city were not disturbed too much, and there was still a steady flow of people, and the cries continued, Wang Baoyu roughly remembered the location of Liu Cong's mansion, commanded Fan Jinqiang, and went straight there.

Just turned a corner, suddenly appeared several strong men, standing in the middle of the road to block the way of the two, led by a strong man, who looked more than one meter nine, dark skin, a sideways face, with a murderous face, standing in the middle, like a black iron tower.

"Why don't you say hello when you come to the city to solicit customers?" The strong man of the Black Iron Tower pointed at Fan Jinqiang and asked very unkindly.

Wang Baoyu had a token with him, he was not afraid at all, he picked his teeth with his nails, and looked at the strong man of the Black Iron Tower with a bit of provocation.

Fan Jinqiang was taken aback, he was most afraid that this kind of thing would happen, and he would get into trouble with the ruffians of Xiangyang City, so it would be a big trouble, after all, the place where he lived was not far from Xiangyang City. When the husband dies, he dies, but there is still an old mother in the family who needs to be served.

Just when Fan Jinqiang wanted to take out a few baht of copper coins to break his fortune and avoid disasters, Wang Baoyu stopped him and asked the strong man with a cold face: "Didn't you fucking see Uncle Ben sitting in the car?" Hurry up and get out of the way. ”

The strong man of the Black Iron Tower was stunned, probably didn't expect Wang Baoyu to dare to scold him, although Wang Baoyu was dressed as a son, but this is Xiangyang City, there are many characters dressed like Wang Baoyu, there is no shortage of ox carts or carriages, like this kind of rickshaw, or a wheelwheel, how can it get into their eyes?

Besides, the reason why this group of people dares to blatantly collect taxes is that they also have an official background, and the money they earn naturally has a share of the government.

"How dare you insult me? Clearly looking for death! The strong man of the Black Iron Tower raised his fist high, and wanted to smash it down at Wang Baoyu's head.

"If you dare to move a single hair of Lao Tzu, I will let you kneel and help you up." Wang Baoyu didn't care, and scratched it twice in his arms, which seemed to be tickling, but it was actually turning over the token.

Hey, what about tokens? Do you remember to put it in your arms? Wang Baoyu chuckled in his heart, could it be lost? So he hurriedly looked up at the strong man in the Black Tower, grinning and flattering.

If the strong man of the Black Iron Tower just acted with the meaning of a threat, but at this time, he was completely enraged, and he dared to mock Lao Tzu? Therefore, the big iron fist smashed down viciously at Wang Baoyu.

Oh! Wang Baoyu was so frightened that he covered his face with his sleeve, how could Fan Jinqiang, who was pushing the cart, let Wang Baoyu be injured, and the figure flashed to meet him, and he stretched out his hand and punched the chest of the strong man of the Black Iron Tower, and before the strong man's fist of the Black Iron Tower fell, the whole person flew out.

The strong man of the Black Iron Tower fell to the ground with his head, and then, he got up from the ground in a rage, and looked at Fan Jinqiang in disbelief, as a snake on the ground, how could he be willing to suffer this humiliation, almost without any hesitation, he immediately waved his hand and greeted: "Brothers, don't show mercy to your subordinates, give me the lives of these two people, and there will be a reward!" ”

The rest of the ruffians saw that the boss was beaten, and rushed up with their arms and sleeves, and Wang Baoyu said to Fan Jinqiang, the commander of the gesture: "Brother Fan, use your kung fu and beat them hard for me." ”

With so many people attacking together, Fan Jinqiang didn't care about the consequences, and greeted him with a fist, and a group of people immediately fought together.

Several ruffians were quickly beaten by Fan Jinqiang, bleeding from their noses and mouths, and looking for teeth all over the ground, facts are the only criterion for testing the truth, and this situation is enough to prove that Fan Jinqiang's martial arts in the cave in the mountains are by no means ordinary kung fu, and they may not be the true transmission of a certain sect.

Wang Baoyu, who was still sitting in the free car, couldn't help but wonder, who was the person who left this set of kung fu and treasure knives? Unfortunately, there is no library and no internet, otherwise you would have been able to find some clues.

Seeing that his subordinates were all injured, the man of the Black Iron Tower was completely annoyed and angry, in Xiangyang City, no one dared not to buy his face, let alone beat people.

Seeing a flash of cold light, the black iron tower man pulled out a short knife from his waist, and the rest of the ruffians saw this, wiped a handful of blood on their faces, and also pulled out the short knives on their waists, and rushed up with the black iron tower man with murderous energy.

Damn, it's a big game this time! Maybe it will kill people, Wang Baoyu regrets the impulse just now, he shouldn't be angry with these ruffians.

Seeing this situation, Fan Jinqiang did not hesitate to pull out the black short knife he carried with him, and when the ruffians saw Fan Jinqiang's knife, they couldn't help but laugh, the quality of this broken knife is too poor, not to mention that it is used for fighting, I am afraid that it will not be able to cut the vegetables evenly.

However, the ruffians soon couldn't laugh, and as Fan Jinqiang swung his knife to block, when the knife in their hands touched the black short knife, all of them broke into two without any sound.

No matter how stupid they are, they understand that this inconspicuous black short knife in Fan Jinqiang's hand is a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay!

Contemporary people compare with each other, often comparing houses and cars, and during the war-torn Three Kingdoms period, the style of comparison was also very popular, especially those who danced knives and sticks all day long, and compared who had well-made weapons.

Therefore, a guard can hold such a sword, which shows that the identity of the person sitting in the car is absolutely extraordinary.

But there was a cross-eyed ruffian, who didn't see the situation clearly, broke a knife, took out another one, and shouted and slashed at Fan Jinqiang again. Fan Jinqiang sneered and didn't move.

The accuracy of the cross-eyed is obviously much worse, and the more stationary the object, the more difficult it is for him, and he slashes and chops around with his knife, but he doesn't cut people.

Fan Jinqiang was impatient, raised the short knife, and pointed it at the cross-eyed. The cross-eyed finally determined the target, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Fan Jinqiang's light touch, but unfortunately it was cast from low-purity iron and shattered to the ground.

"Look at the knife!" Fan Jinqiang shouted, took the opportunity to take a step forward, and symbolically waved the knife twice in front of the cross-eyed, but he was so frightened that he screamed again and again, and fled first with his head in his hands.

Haha, when Wang Baoyu saw this situation, he was very happy, and waved arrogantly at the ruffians.

"Come on, keep fighting!"

Looking at the short knife with only half of it in their hands, the ruffians knew that they had encountered a hard bone, and turned around and were about to run, when suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came, and a team of people suddenly appeared on the opposite street.