Qian Lai asked coldly, "What conditions?" ”

Ye Zhengyang said lightly: "According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if you want to fight, you must set up a ring, establish a situation of life and death, and have no complaints about life and death." ”

"Otherwise, I will knock you down, who knows what kind of money, money bags, wallets and the like will come, annoying!"

"What?"

"That's too arrogant, isn't it?"

"Doesn't this kid know that Master Qian Lai is the number one master of the Bullet Leg Gate, and even his master is willing to bow down."

"Yes, Master Qian Lai is still the next head of the Bullet Leg Gate!"

"Look how this kid died!"

I don't know when, Ye Zhengyang and the others have been surrounded by a crowd, there are twenty or thirty of them.

When the crowd of onlookers heard Ye Zhengyang's words, they all laughed.

The bullet leg gate has a high reputation in Luoyang and even in southern Henan Province.

Now I heard an eighteen-year-old boy threaten to beat the future head of the bullet leg gate down, and everyone laughed at Ye Zhengyang.

Qian looked at Ye Zhengyang and said word by word: "Okay, I promise your conditions!" ”

"The time is set for two days later, the Bullet Leg Gate Martial Arts Arena, I hope you will be on time for the appointment!"

Ye Zhengyang nodded and said, "One word is a deal!" ”

After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he pulled Zhang Yang, Qi Hanbing and Song Youyi to leave the Quintessence Hotel.

After getting in the car, Zhang Yangwei, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, shouted: "Zhengyang, you don't want to wait here for two days to compete with that money, right?" ”

Ye Zhengyang pursed his lips and said, "We are short of time, how can we have time to waste here!" ”

Then he said to Song Youyi and the driver: "Go to Shangling Village, Kangzheng County!" ”

The driver agreed, started the car, and drove towards Shangling Village, where Lao Cang was located, under the guidance of Song Youyi.

"Zhengyang, what are we going to do there?"

Zhang Yang asked Ye Zhengyang.

Kangzheng County is only 20 kilometers away from Luoyang City.

Range Rover is the best of long-distance off-road vehicles, the road is bumpy, if it were replaced by a regular car, the people in the car would have been turned upside down.

Land Rover, on the other hand, walked on the ground and arrived at Kangzheng County in just half an hour.

After passing through Kangzheng County, all the way to the west, and walking for more than ten miles, I finally saw Shangling Village as Song Youyi said.

Ye Zhengyang and the three of them thought that the road to Kangzheng County was already difficult to walk, but they didn't expect that the road to Shangling Village was even more difficult, and all of them were dirt roads.

Leaving the otherwise shiny car dusty.

At this time, it was already nightfall, and the driver parked the car at the entrance of Shangling Village, because the road in the village was too narrow, and there was no room for a car to pass, so he could only walk into the village.

Ye Zhengyang, Zhang Yang, Qi Hanbing and Song Youyi got out of the car one after another, looked at Shangling Village, and the four of them glanced at each other, and couldn't help but smack their tongues secretly.

I originally thought it was a dilapidated small mountain village, but I didn't expect that this so-called Shangling Village is not easy to walk, and the houses in the entire village are all four-story buildings.

And all of them are extraordinary, obviously not cheap.

Ye Zhengyang and the three looked at Song Youyi,

"This ..............."

Song Youyi said weakly: "It's the first time I've come here, I didn't expect this village to be so rich!" ”

"Hurry up, Lao Cang is crazy again!"

"He's singing in his yard!"

"Let's go, let's see!"

"Hahaha"

At this moment, there was a sudden noise and fierce footsteps in the village.

Everyone glanced at each other, Ye Zhengyang stopped a young man in his twenties and asked, "This brother, what happened in the village?" ”

The young man took a step back, looked at Ye Zhengyang and the four of them vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"That's right."

Song Youyi stepped forward and said to the young man in a pure southern Henan accent: "We are friends with Lao Cang. ”

"I made an appointment to pick up the goods a month ago."

Seeing Song Youyi's performance, Ye Zhengyang nodded with satisfaction.

After listening to Song Youyi's words, the young man relaxed his vigilance.

The young man pointed in the direction of the center of the village and said, "Oh, everyone is going to Lao Cang's house!" ”

Ye Zhengyang and the four of them looked in the direction where the crowd was running.

"I just heard that Lao Cang is crazy!"

Ye Zhengyang asked the young man, "What's going on?" ”

"Huh!"

The young man chuckled and said, "Lao Cang is really crazy! ”

"It's been a week, wearing costumes every day, standing on the courtyard wall babbling and singing!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhengyang and the four of them glanced at each other.

This old cang's situation is the same as Jiang Baichuan's, and it can be concluded that he was also entangled by that resentful spirit.

"I won't tell you, I'm going to the theater!"

The young man smiled and ran towards Lao Cang's house.

"Let's go check it out!"

After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he walked with Zhang Yang, Qi Hanbing and Song Youyi to the old Cang family in the village.

Lao Cang's house is in the north of the village, with a four-story building, red bricks and green tiles, and a small courtyard full of flowers and plants, just like a small villa.

There are three cars of great value parked in the yard.

At this time, there were many villagers standing outside the courtyard gate of Lao Cang's house, men and women, old and young, all giggling and watching Lao Cang's performance.

And Lao Cang, who was dressed in a costume, had Hua Dan's face painted on his face, and was standing on the courtyard wall with his water sleeves flicking, "babbling" and singing non-stop.

In the courtyard, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy was crying "Daddy".

Qi Hanbing pulled Ye Zhengyang and said, "Zhengyang, this old cang's appearance is exactly the same as Uncle Jiang's. ”

"Do you want to save him first?"

Ye Zhengyang's ears moved, and he said, "Don't be in a hurry first, and then take a look!" ”

"Sir, hurry up!"

At this moment, a crying woman's voice rang out.

Ye Zhengyang turned his head to look, and saw an ordinary middle-aged woman running quickly with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a sackcloth jacket on his upper body, a pair of homespun pants on his lower body, a three-inch black hair floating under his chin, a canvas bag on his shoulder, and a one-meter-high banner in his left hand.

On the banner is written "Iron mouth god calculation, seek good fortune and avoid evil".

"Look!"

Qi Hanbing grabbed Ye Zhengyang's sleeve and said, "They invited a magic stick!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Zhengyang whispered: "That person is a bit of a Taoist, not like a charlatan!" ”

"Beware of the misfortune that comes out of your mouth!"

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's words, Qi Hanbing pouted and glanced at him resentfully, and stopped talking.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already walked to the courtyard with the middle-aged woman.

"Mom!"

When the little boy saw the middle-aged woman, he cried, "Tell Daddy to come down, I'm so scared!" ”

The middle-aged woman hugged the little boy and comforted: "Xiaole, your father will come down soon!" ”

"It's okay!"

The middle-aged woman looked at the middle-aged man and prayed, "Sir, please save my man quickly!" ”

The middle-aged man listened to the woman's words and did not answer, but rubbed his fingers back and forth, pinching and calculating.

"Sir!"

The middle-aged woman saw the man's actions and thought she was asking for money, so she hurriedly said: "I didn't bring any money, when you save my man, I will give you money!" ”

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man scolded the woman.

(The second more is sent, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a collection!) ）