Chapter Seventy-Five: Martial Arts Catastrophe
Just when the shopkeeper's eyes were overjoyed, and the tip of the knife had touched Lu Heng's clothes, suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.
It's like grabbing a poisonous snake by seven inches.
The shopkeeper's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
Click!
The next moment, Lu Heng broke his wrist at the root, reversed his palm, and slashed at the neck of the shopkeeper!
Poof!
The shopkeeper didn't even have time to snort and fell to the ground.
At this time, the guards realized that something was wrong, and the commander of the guard battalion was shocked and hurriedly said, "Lu Dashuai, are you okay?" ”
Lu Heng said expressionlessly: "Take people down and judge the mastermind." ”
Syllable!
Lin Xianghou strode over, slapped the battalion commander in the face, and said: "Let the assassin touch the handsome, you don't have to do it as the battalion commander, go to the cooking camp tomorrow to report!" ”
"Dereliction of duty on the part of subordinates!" The battalion commander was full of shame.
Bang!
Lin Xianghou took out his gun, killed the shopkeeper with one shot, and ordered his subordinates: "Block the restaurant and control everyone!" ”
"Yes!"
"Let me in! Lu Dashuai! Lu Dashuai, are you okay? Zhao Yuke's anxious shout came from outside the restaurant.
Lin Xianghou looked at Lu Heng with inquiring eyes, and Lu Heng shook his head.
Lin Xianghou immediately understood, walked to the door and said to Zhao Yuke, who was stopped by the guards: "Senior Commander Zhao, the commander was frightened by the assassination, and it is inconvenient to see you, please forgive me." ”
Zhao Yuke said angrily: "It's too arrogant! These assassins are too arrogant! Please tell the marshal, the contemptible will dig three feet into the ground, dig out the mastermind behind the scenes, and give the marshal an explanation! ”
Lin Xianghou bowed his head: "I'm tired." ”
"It's a contemptible honor to be able to serve Lu Dashuai!" Zhao Yuke said solemnly, "Captain Lin, did you leave a living mouth?" If so, give him to me, and I'll immediately go and interrogate him severely!" ”
Lin Xianghou's eyes flashed, and he said: "It's a matter of the safety of the handsome, Lin didn't leave a living." If Master Zhao has a heart, please investigate the identities of the five corpses outside the door. ”
"Don't worry!" Zhao Yuke immediately promised, "Within three hours, the experience of these five people from birth to the present, I will personally report to Dashuai word for word!" ”
"Thank you."
"Farewell!"
As soon as Zhao Yuke turned around, his face was instantly filled with haze.
He walked quickly out of the defensive line arranged by the guards, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said to Adjutant Lin: "Are those idiots crazy? Is this handsome man surnamed Lu really an ornament? He killed a river of blood in the southern country, do they want this butcher to come to such a fight in Jinmen? ”
Adjutant Lin's face was solemn, and he pondered: "Master's seat, it doesn't necessarily mean that Wu Xing did it......
"Who else could it be if it wasn't them?" Zhao Yuke roared angrily, "You immediately go to Zheng Shanao in person, you tell him that if he wants to die, don't drag this seat to accompany the funeral!" I'm in a hurry, it's a big deal that I won't play anymore, see who is unlucky! ”
"Yes, I'll go to my master and convey the meaning of the master's seat to him." Adjutant Lin said solemnly.
"Go, go, go!" Zhao Yuke waved his hand impatiently, "Damn, a group of fools who don't know whether to live or die!" ”
Adjutant Lin left in a hurry, Zhao Yuke glanced back at the restaurant, let out a long breath, and muttered, "It's difficult, be careful......"
In the crowd of onlookers in the distance, the two men glanced at each other vaguely, turned their heads and walked out together.
Walk through an alley and the two will be united.
"It looks like a failure."
"The life of a dog thief is really big!"
"He won't live long! Hmph, he is going to cut off the roots of our martial arts, the eighteen martial arts of Jinmen, more than 3,000 children, who doesn't want him to die? Let's go, go back first! ”
The two hurried deeper into the alley.
In a quaint small building, in a lobby on the third floor, dozens of people gathered together and reprimanded Lu Heng with righteous indignation.
"Which of our sects has not been handed down from the previous dynasty to the present? Yanqing boxing was passed on from the Northern Song Dynasty, Tai Chi was passed from the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and the ancestor of Xingyi was Ji Daxia of the Ming Dynasty. ”
"For hundreds of years, who in power has forcibly ordered us to hand over all the sect lineages? If you don't pay it, you will be destroyed? ”
"Hmph, the surname Lu will not end well, he will go against the grain, and he will definitely die without a place to be buried!"
An old man with a white beard waved his arms and scolded angrily.
"Han Lao is right!" Another feminine middle-aged man spoke, "Even within our sect, there are only two people in the true tradition, and he is an outsider, and when his upper and lower lips touch, he wants us to hand over the secret inheritance of the sect, why?" This thing can't be promised, once this start, our inheritance will become a big road! The lessons of the Five Tiger Gates are still in front of you......"
The inheritance secret technique of the Five Tigers Gate "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife" has been announced by Zhang Duanrui, the commander of the Nine Gates, since then this rampant sect has begun to decline, and so far, this sect has been completely extinct.
"What can you do if you don't agree?" A burly man said, "The older generation is ignoring this matter, saying that martial arts are important in communication." As if it were us who were wrong? Hum! Without us, the inheritance of the sect would have been extinguished long ago! Commander Wu, Director Zou also went in person, how about it? Not turned away yet? These warlords are wearing a pair of pants! ”
"According to what you say, let's hand over the inheritance and close our respective doors!" A short man sneered, "There are many people with guns, how can we play?" Didn't you Liu Chengshan always want to join the army? After licking the belly of the surname Lu, maybe the children will be happy to reward you with a half-official position......"
"What do you say! Say it again! ”
"Say what's wrong with you?"
"Lao Tzu killed you!"
"If you don't kill you, you were raised by a girl!"
“……”
The crowd was in a mess, and in the midst of the confusion, a pretty woman slammed her teacup on the ground, making a loud noise, and everyone fell silent.
"Zou Rong, what are you going to do?" Someone asked her.
The pretty woman stood up, looked around, and slowly spoke: "Since the fall of the previous dynasty, the warlords have risen, and they have hollowed out the chamber of commerce, the village association, the railway bank, and how can the small and silent martial arts exist alone?" ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was concerned and fell silent, and the few who made the most trouble couldn't help but sit down in contemplation, their faces full of worry.
"The annexation of Wuxing by the military is the trend of the times, and it cannot be stopped by manpower." The pretty woman continued, "But annexation also depends on what kind of charter it is. Zhao Yuke's proposed cooperation, we can't agree to it, not to mention that this surnamed Lu directly wants to cut off our roots? ”
The pretty woman paused, looked around, and saw the reactions of everyone, then sighed and continued: "Good days don't last long, but good days go by day, it's a day." Those surnamed Lu must die in Jinmen. I propose, kill him! ”
"I know it's not easy to kill him, it's going to bleed, it's going to kill a lot of people." Zou Rong's face was full of sincerity, "Everyone, but this is a martial arts catastrophe!" If we don't kill him, ten years later, there will be no more martial arts! Those of us who learn boxing are useless, how can we explain it to future generations? ”
"If we don't resist, we will be poked and scolded by our juniors!"
After Zou Rong finished speaking, there was silence in the lobby for a long time before someone said in a strange manner: "Director Zou, I heard that your man was killed by the surname Lu in the southern country, and you instigated us to deal with the surname Lu, did you want to kill people with a knife?" ”
Zou Rong's face did not change: "Right and wrong, feel free in the hearts of the people." She turned her head to look at an energetic old man who was in the main seat and had not spoken, and said, "Elder Zheng, you are our backbone, we have reached the time of life and death, whether to fight or surrender, you have an idea." ”
The old man stared thoughtfully at the teacups on the table until everyone looked over, and then he said slowly: "The surname Lu is a high jump in the pit - too much (dung)!" ”
"This is a martial arts catastrophe!" The old man said.