Chapter 853 The Third Ring of the Town

Pan Qiaoyun packed up a house and let Lu Hao live for the time being. Although the house is simple, Lu Hao does not dislike it, as long as there is a place to live, he can get through the difficulties.

Lu Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, using his skills to heal his wounds, and he had to seize the time to recover his strength, otherwise, the Central Plains Taoist priest would kill him, and he would not be able to escape death.

The sun rises in the east, and the scorching sun rises from the horizon. Early in the morning, Qinghe Town was lively. At noon, the sun is hot, and pedestrians on the road are sweating.

Out of the house, Lu Hao, under the guidance of Liu Ashi, found the place where the pig was killed in the third ring of the town.

Lu Hao fixed his eyes and found that there was a group of butchers in front of him, slaughtering pigs. More than a dozen large black pigs fell in pools of blood, struggled a few times, and died. Scarlet pork hangs on the shelves, the price is clearly marked, a dime a pound of pork.

Liu Ashi pointed to a tall and burly strong man and said, "This person is the third ring of the town." ”

Lu Hao looked intently, and saw a strong man with a black face with a tattoo on the rattan chair. The black-faced strong man is five big and three thick, with a beard, and he looks fierce and ugly.

"Brother go back first, and when I solve the third ring of the town, I will go home to find you." When the words fell, Lu Hao raised his head and walked over.

The guy selling pork saw a teenager coming over and asked with a smile, "Childe, what do you want?" ”

Lu Hao took out a silver dollar, put it on the table with a snap, and said arrogantly: "Bring me ten catties of pork." ”

"Okay, ten pounds of pork." The guy shouted.

Lu Hao slapped his palm on the table and snorted coldly: "Your boss is the third ring of the town?" ”

The guy was stunned for a moment and asked, "Childe, what is the matter with my boss?" ”

Lu Hao sneered: "I heard that your boss is skilled, and the cut pork is very beautiful, I don't know if it's true or not." ”

The guy smiled: "My boss, the skill of killing pigs, that is a must." ”

"Okay, let your boss come and see me." Lu Hao looked arrogant.

"My boss is inconvenient." The guy said timidly.

"What's the inconvenience?" Lu Hao's eyes widened, and the guy broke out in a cold sweat with fright.

"Who's looking for me." A loud shout sounded, and immediately, the third ring of the town on the rattan chair stood up.

The guy said in a trembling voice: "Boss, this son is looking for you." ”

Zhen Sanhuan's eyes widened, walked over, and asked, "Little brother, what are you looking for me?" ”

Lu Hao stared at him and snorted coldly: "You are the third ring of the town?" ”

"The huge Qinghe Town, only I dare to call the town the third ring."

Lu Hao knew in his heart that Zhen Sanhuan was not his real name, but his nickname. Qinghe Town is divided into three rings, this butcher monopolizes the pork business, and the three rings are his territory, so it is called the three rings of the town.

Lu Hao's face sank, and he laughed: "I'm here to buy pork, but there is a request." ”

"What requirements?" The third ring of the town has a loud voice.

"I want ten catties of lean pork and ten catties of fat pork, and I want you to do it yourself." Although Lu Hao was a head shorter than the other party, he was not afraid.

"The pork I cut is very expensive." Zhen Sanhuan looked down at each other with a proud expression.

"As long as it's the pork you cut, it doesn't matter how much it is." Lu Hao took out another silver dollar and put it on the table.

"Good! Little master, wait a moment. After the words fell, Zhen Sanhuan picked up the pig-killing knife and began to cut pork.

"Wait." Lu Hao shouted, "I want ten catties of lean pork first, and I am not allowed to have a little fat on it." ”

"Okay." Zhen Sanhuan snorted coldly, brandished the pig-killing knife and began to cut meat. The sun is scorching, and the fat body of the town Sanhuan is originally afraid of heat, but now he is sweating like rain when he cuts pork.

Zhen Sanhuan is worthy of being a man who kills pigs, and it only took ten minutes to cut ten catties of lean pork.

Zhen Sanhuan wrapped up the cut pork, took it, put it on the table, and said, "The ten catties of lean pork you want are all here." ”

Lu Hao glanced at it and said, "Good craftsmanship." ”

"Childe, what else do you need?"

"I want ten pounds of fatty pork, without a little lean meat on it." Lu Hao's harsh requirements angered Zhen Sanhuan.

Zhen Sanhuan was furious, smashed the table with a punch, and threatened: "Boy, you are deliberately playing tricks on me." ”

"That's right, I'm just kidding you." Lu Hao threw the pork in his hand into the other party's face.

Zhen Sanhuan was furious and punched over. Lu Hao's body was nimble and avoided the opponent's heavy punches. Zhen Sanhuan was furious, picked up the stool, and smashed it. "Click!" The stool smashed to the ground and fell apart.

The battle between the third ring of the town and Lu Hao caused many onlookers.

"Who is this young man, so bold, that he dares to provoke the third ring of the town?"

"This young man ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, provoked the third ring of the town, and didn't want to live."

"The three rings of the town are infinitely powerful, with the power of nine bulls and two tigers, and I heard that a tiger has been killed with one punch. This young man was so bold that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and it was estimated that he was killed within three moves. ”

"What a poor boy, when he dies, no one will dare to collect the body."

Zhen Sanhuan picked up a pig-killing knife and slashed at the boy continuously. Lu Hao's movements were sensitive, dodging left and right, and every time the blade was approaching, he avoided it.

Lu Hao has a plan in his heart, the opponent is strong, it is not appropriate to touch it hard, and when his strength is weakened, he will look for an opportunity to fight back.

"Stinky boy, don't hide." Zhen Sanhuan roared, raised the pig-killing knife and slashed over. "Click!" There was a crack, and a table was split in half by a pig-killing knife.

Zhen Sanhuan made continuous moves, tired and sweaty, panting.

Seeing that the opportunity had come, Lu Hao rushed forward and hit the opponent in the chest with a palm. Zhen Sanhuan spat out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten meters, and hit the wall and stopped.

The third ring of the town was like a madness, roaring like thunder, wielding a pig-killing knife and slashing over. Lu Hao rushed up, flew up, and kicked off the opponent's arm with one kick.

The pig-killing knife flew out of its hand, and with a "click", it was nailed to the wood.

The onlookers were all stunned, what kind of person did this young man do, he actually beat the third ring of the town. Although Zhen Sanhuan is tall and has long arms and strength like an ox, he is like a child in front of the teenager and has no power to fight back.

There was a loud "boom", and the third ring of the town hit the wall, vomiting blood.

"The last punch, let you know that being a bully comes at a price." Lu Hao punched it and directly collapsed the wall. Zhen Sanhuan's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he fell in the ruins, his breath dying.

Lu Hao punched and kicked three times, and beat Zhen Sanhuan all over the ground to find teeth.

"Good man, spare your life." Zhen Sanhuan knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Lu Hao snorted coldly: "You can spare it, but you have to return the pork business to the original pig killers, and get out of Qinghe Town, don't come back, otherwise, see you once, beat once." ”

"Okay, I'll do it." In order to save his life, Zhen Sanhuan had to obey his words.

Lu Hao sneered and walked away.

A few guys helped the town's third ring to his feet. Zhen Sanhuan was panting and had a fierce face, you wait, I won't let you go.

"Boss, what should I do?" The guy asked.

"Pack up your things and leave Qinghe Town first." Zhen Sanhuan gritted his teeth, and the gentleman took revenge, ten years is not too late.