"Who belongs to this uncle, take it away quickly!"

"This is a martial arts arena, not a square dance scene, this uncle has gone to the wrong set!"

"I seriously suspect that this old man is here to touch porcelain!"

"Hahaha - laughed to death!"

The hunchbacked old man walked up to the competition platform tremblingly, and there was a noisy burst of laughter from the audience.

Liu Lang frowned slightly, this hunchbacked old man he knew, it was the person he had seen on the shore of the old Beijiu Lake a few days ago who was called "Black Robe Xu Lao" by Liu Haoran.

Liu Lang subconsciously touched his chin, the black-robed Xu Lao is Liu Haoran's subordinate, and today he participated in the martial arts on behalf of the three-handed forces, so Liu Lang's guess is not wrong, the real power boss behind Nancheng District is not the three hands, but Liu Haoran.

If Liu Lang's guess is correct, on such an important occasion as the martial arts conference, there is no reason for Liu Haoran not to come to the scene in person.

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Lang's eyes were like fire, and he swept straight towards the few black-clothed people standing behind his three hands.

Sure enough, Liu Lang only glanced at it and found Liu Haoran, who was wearing a black suit and black sunglasses covering his face, standing behind the three hands with his negative hands.

Although Liu Haoran was dressed as a bodyguard, the aura of the big guy on his body couldn't be covered at all, and the other bodyguards standing beside him bowed their heads and lowered their hands one by one, and even the three hands on the seat nodded to him from time to time.

"This old man can't be arranged by the organizer to be funny, right?" Qin Shijie probed over and said with a smile.

"Eighty percent of the way!" Long Aotian also said with a mocking face: "With his body and bones, my old man can beat him!" ”

Hearing the discussion between Qin Shijie and Long Aotian, Liu Lang glanced back at Yimei and said, "Yimei, what do you think?" ”

When the Yimei Dao Leader heard Liu Lang ask him personally, he hurriedly tidied up his clothes, sat down and said: "The disciple thinks that although this old man shows an old dragon clock, he should be pretending, if my inference is right, he should at least have the strength of the martial sect level!" ”

Liu Lang was noncommittal, and continued to look at him and said, "You are well-informed, have you ever heard of the name of the black-robed elder Xu?" ”

"Black-robed Elder Xu?" Hearing this, the head of the Yimei Dao was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, a look of horror appeared on his face and said, "Could it be Xu Shanming of the Jinyi Gate?" ”

"Jinyimen?" Liu Lang frowned slightly and said, "What brocade door?" ”

"The predecessor of Jinyimen was called Jinyiwei, which was the exclusive military and political intelligence collection agency of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the master of the ancient emperor. Since the Ming Dynasty, Jinyiwei fell apart and gradually declined, and soon after, a man named Xu Guangyuan created Jinyimen. Yimei Dao Chang said eloquently: "Although the disciples of Jinyimen never mention the connection between the sect and Jinyiwei, everyone knows that Xu Guangyuan is a Jinyiwei, and the reason why he founded Jinyimen is to continue the inheritance of Jinyiwei. But then Jinyimen completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and it was rumored that it was GJ himself, as for the truth, there is no way to know! ”

"Oh!" Liu Lang nodded thoughtfully.

As soon as the Taoist said this, Liu Lang roughly understood that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, all the chaotic organizations and departments of the bureaucratic government have been banned, and Jinyiwei is also among them. However, the Jinyi guards were unwilling to decline like this, and the Jinyi guards headed by Xu Guangyuan created the Jinyi Gate in the people, and then Xu Guangyuan became strong with Liu Haoran's father Liu Mufeng, he wanted to use Liu Mufeng's position in the army to develop and expand the Jinyi Gate, and Liu Mufeng also wanted to use the power of the Jinyi Gate to consolidate his existing position. The two hit it off, and then carried out a series of underground activities, but unfortunately they were supervised by the relevant departments, and then they were exterminated.

"It's been decades since the Jinyi Gate disappeared, and if it weren't for the master's reminder, I really wouldn't have remembered it!" Yimei Dao Chang frowned and said: "The Jinyi Gate system is clear, the hierarchy is strict, from top to bottom, six colors are used to represent six different identities, black and white, gray, yellow, red and blue, the black robe Jinyi Guard has the highest identity, and the blue robe Jinyi Guard has the lowest identity, if this black-robed Xu Lao is really a member of the Jinyi Gate, then he is at least a veteran or above in the door!" ”

"Makes sense!" Liu Lang subconsciously agreed.

Liu Lang recalled the incident on the shore of Beijiu Lake that day, and nodded to himself, the black-robed old man Xu can be respected by Liu Haoran as a guest, which shows that he must have the ability to be different from ordinary people.

"No, it won't!" Qin Shijie said with an incredulous expression: "Listening to you say this, is this old man still a powerful person?" ”

"I don't think he's a great guy either!" Long Aotian poked his head over and echoed: "I think he is no different from an ordinary old man, his legs tremble when he walks, this special lack of calcium is what kind of force, not to mention martial arts, I see that he has a hard time standing for a long time!" ”

Liu Lang smiled faintly and said, "Just read it and you'll understand!" ”

While speaking, the black-robed Elder Xu finally climbed onto the competition platform, and the short black man looked at him with disdain, and said in broken Chinese: "Old man, I won't beat you, you can get down by yourself!" ”

"Ahem - I have heard that the iron fist of overseas Tai Island is extremely strong, and a punch can make an adult elephant die on the spot, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today!" The black-robed elder Xu coughed and respectfully addressed the sturdy black man.

"Since you know my Taidao Iron Fist, spare you today and get off the stage by yourself!" The stocky black man snorted.

"Neither nor not!" The black-robed Xu Lao waved his hand and said: "The old man has learned a set of palm techniques since he was a child, called 'Iron Sand Palm', although it is not as good as Taidao Iron Fist, but it is similar to it, just watched the battle in the audience for a long time, and he has already been itching, so he has the intention of going to the stage to learn, and I hope to——"

"Fuck you, hit it, hit it, ink fart!"

The short black man was extremely irritated by the words of the black-robed Xu Lao, he couldn't bear it anymore, and just wanted to rush up and punch him in the mouth.

Liu Lang's head was full of black lines, when he was on the shore of the old lake in the north that day, it was quite normal for the black-robed Xu Lao to speak, why did he become so inkblot when he got on the competition platform? Not to mention that the short and stout black man can't stand it, even Liu Lang will have a numb scalp when he hears it.

"Bang-"

The short and stout black man who couldn't bear it could bear it bent down on his knees, slammed his fists on his chest for a full moon, and then kicked the ground with his right foot, like a black cannonball, and rushed straight towards the black-robed old man standing not far away.

Liu Lang's head was full of black lines, when he was on the shore of the old lake in the north that day, it was quite normal for the black-robed Xu Lao to speak, why did he become so inkblot when he got on the competition platform? Not to mention that the short and stout black man can't stand it, even Liu Lang will have a numb scalp when he hears it.

The short black man moved violently, and he could faintly hear the cold wind while running, so you can imagine how much power he used with this punch?

"As soon as it comes up, it's a big killer move, this old man is going to die!"

"He deserves it, he talks the most, and he deserves to die!"

There was a lot of talk in the audience, most of them applauding the stocky black people, and it seemed that everyone didn't like people who spoke ink.

(End of chapter)