Chapter 67, Splashing Scoundrels
Tianguixing, who was sitting by the window by the railing, was also the first to cultivate the Huashan Sect's Zhen Sect's peerless "Zixia Divine Skill". Even if you haven't seen the "Mixed Yuan Gong" and "Holding Yuan Jin", which are also Huashan Nine Gong.
But seeing that Feng Buping, Cong Buping, and Cheng Bu were not worried, the three of them walked like ordinary people. Tianguixing's eyes shrank, and he secretly said in his heart, "Back to basics?" It seems that these three old guys have surpassed the second-rate realm.."
As Tianguixing expected, the three of Feng Buping, Cong Buping, and Cheng Bu Worry reached the first-class initial realm of stepping on snow without a trace and not afraid of cold and heat.
A hint of cunning flashed in Tianguixing's eyes, and he commanded the henchman servant who was serving beside him, "Xiaomei... Now that the guests are here, it's time to let those scoundrels who are not afraid of death appear."
Xiaomei is naturally also a member of the 'Xiaoyaozhuang', and when she heard Tianguixing's words, she replied respectfully, "My subordinates are going to let those splashes greet our guests."
As Xiaomei took out a pink handkerchief, she walked to the window of another private room and waved it. Seven or eight scoundrels who had been waiting for a long time walked towards Feng Buping.
In this Fengyang City, the orthodox Jianghu sect. It's just a third-rate sect called 'Fengyang Iron Sword Gate', with more than 100 disciples, and its influence is out of Fengyang. I guess it's useless. In addition to this, there are four dart games that have been in business for decades. Because of this, it is not an exaggeration to say that the 'White Fox Garden' and the 'Blood Wolf Society' are hidden in the darkness. And the reason why Feng Buping people chose to live in seclusion near Fengyang City. It's also officially because of Fengyang. The martial arts force is weak. In this way, unnecessary rights and wrongs can be eliminated.
These seven or eight scoundrels are not even among the people in the rivers and lakes. On weekdays, there are gambling houses, fireworks, and willow lanes. He made a living by helping businessmen and landlords collect debts.
Red. Bare. Seven or eight scoundrels who wore their upper bodies and deliberately showed the tattoos of the green dragon and white tiger, and walked in the crowd.
From time to time, he whistled at the little lady passing by, or relied on the crowd. From a roadside fruit vendor. Grab a fruit or two.
Seven or eight scoundrels who are unscrupulous and laugh and play with each other. Boasting about how shy the sister she met in the kiln last night was. Boasting about how he killed in the casino last night. The unscrupulous foul language naturally made the ordinary people around him stay away.
Feng Buping, who walked towards the usual leather sellers, was one of the few first-class martial artists on the rivers and lakes. Naturally, he had already discovered this group of scoundrels who were approaching him.
If it was when he was part of the 'Huashan Sword Sect' and walked the rivers and lakes, he saw these scoundrels who deliberately molested the women of good families on the street and bullied the market. The three of Feng Buping, who were born in a famous family, may come forward to teach a lesson.
However, with more than twenty years ago. In the Huashan faction's roommate, after the defeat of the 'Sword Sect'. Bearing the blood feud of the master, and experiencing many years of displacement. The seal is not even, Cheng is not worried, and Cong does not abandon the three of them. It's no longer the stunned young man he was at the beginning. At this time, I saw the group of scoundrels walking towards me. In order not to cause trouble, even if he was carrying a hundred or ten pounds of wild boar, Cheng Bu was ready to avoid it.
It's a pity that seven or eight scoundrels who took fifty taels of silver. I won't let go of the uneven line. Just as these seven or eight scoundrels passed by Feng Buping and his party, a scoundrel who was gnawing on an apple suddenly stumbled. The whole man fell towards the blade of the sword with the deerskin on his back.
Although he has been practicing martial arts with Feng Buping for more than two years, he has a young heart. has long been attracted by the lively Fengyang City, the unexpected sword edge. I was hit right by this splash that suddenly fell towards me.
After tripping, he quickly got up and splashed skin. The wicked man sued first, and shouted sharply: "Where did the soil buns come from, and they dared to hit you, Xu Sanye?" I'm not going to give you some color today. You don't know why the flowers are so red!! As he spoke, he raised his palms. Ready to draw it in Jian Feng's face.
Although Jian Feng has been practicing martial arts with Feng Buping for more than two years, he is only an eleven or twelve-year-old child after all. Seeing the big man in front of him, suddenly the wicked person sued first and was about to smoke himself. I was also stunned.
Just when the man's palm was about to land on Jian Feng's cheek, Cheng Buwu, who was four or five meters away from everyone and carried a mouthful of a hundred or ten pounds of wild boar in one hand, appeared next to the self-proclaimed third master Xu like a ghost. Two fingers poked out, and instantly clasped the opponent's wrist that slapped Jian Feng's cheek.
The two fingers on the opponent's wrist were pinched like iron tongs, so that Xu Sanye's slap couldn't fall.
Cheng Bu, who was dressed in coarse cloth and black, said coldly: "This brother Tai has to be forgiving and forgiving... Children are not sensible. It doesn't have to be this way! ”
The seemingly ordinary man in front of him clasped his wrist with two fingers, making him unable to move. And the other party is also carrying a wild boar with a small size in his other hand. No matter how stupid he is, Xu Sanye knows that he has met a real person in the rivers and lakes today. If it were normal times, Xu Sanye, who was accustomed to bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, would definitely borrow the slope to get off the donkey.
But the fifty taels of silver have already been taken. What the three words 'White Fox Garden' represent, Xu Sanye couldn't be clearer. As a scoundrel who has been in Fengyang City for many years, Xu Sanye knows it in his heart. If you take fifty taels of silver, you can't do anything. Then the next consequences are not something you can bear.
Gritting his teeth, Xu Sanye took out the means of bullying and blackmailing outsiders on weekdays. Shouted loudly, "Blind your dog's eyes!!" Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Lao Tzu's name is Xu San! You don't inquire. I, Xu Sanye, are in this Fengyang City, stomp my feet. The entire Fengyang City will also tremble! The head catcher of the yamen is Lao Tzu's brother. The master of the yamen is the seventh uncle of Lao Tzu! Fuck it! Which king bastard's trouser belt is not tightened and exposes you! Loosen!!! ”
Seeing that Xu Sanye used his usual tricks, the scoundrels who came with him naturally tried their best to cooperate.
"Phew! Where did the soil buns come from, they dared to offend our Third Master Xu! I don't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has? Hit and injured our third master Xu today. Don't leave any money, put ten tables and a head of wine, and don't want to leave! ”
"Hmph!! Master, my dagger, but I haven't drunk human blood for several days. Believe it or not, sir, I'm a few of you, white knives in and red knives out? How many transparent holes are there? ”
"I said. Rank! Our Third Master Xu is also a famous person in Fengyang City, so you might as well go and inquire! Otherwise, I'm afraid you old and young people won't be able to get out of this Fengyang City! ”
There are those who pretend to be red-faced and intimidating, and there are those who pretend to be peacemakers and muddy. These scoundrels, when they met those strangers in the past. It's definitely a bluff and a quasi.