Sangouzi, whose real name is Zhao Shu, is the third in the family, so his nickname is Sangouzi.

He is a man of the year in the industry, similar to Ma Fengxian, but compared with the surname Ma, his level is not so high.

It's not that his strength is very poor, it's mainly that the way he behaves in the world is different.

Ma Fengxian is a well-known figure in the industry, and there is a little gap between him and most gentlemen, to put it bluntly, it is the kind of greasy feeling that he can't get together.

This is not Ma Fengxian's intention, the main reason is that he is not good at communicating with people, not to mention that his life is special, and he is afraid of implicating others.

But what about Zhao Sangou?

This buddy's favorite thing is to wander the streets and alleys, dealing with people from all walks of life.

Especially the gentleman in our line, there are 800 in the northeast, and he knows at least 400 in it.

said that the left and right Fengyuan were wronged by him, in Fang Shiliang's words, he belongs to the kind of character who has friends all over the world, and most of the friends he makes are not friends with wine and meat.

For example, this time, he led a team to come to Heilong Mountain to besiege and kill the people of the old sect, and the gentlemen who came with him were basically shouted by him.

As soon as he shouted, there were hundreds of people, and you can imagine the appeal of this buddy in the three eastern provinces.

In terms of connections, he is stronger than Ma Fengxian, and in terms of ability, he is only one line weaker than Ma Fengxian.

The two people have their own differences, and in general, they are still people of the same level.

"All the people are dead?" Yuan Shaoweng grabbed Zhao Sangou's arm, stared at his red eyes, and asked him almost tremblingly: "It's all planted??" Wasn't it okay not so long ago?? ”

"I don't know!" Zhao Sangou said, covered his eyes, and said with a crying voice: "I don't know what kind of mess those dogs have made....... I just controlled the fairy family!! Immortal homes all over the mountains!! It's all our own people!! As a result, those buddies were planted in the hands of their own immortals!! ”

When Zhao Sangou was talking to Zhenjianghe, Song Butian and I were standing on the side, chatting softly while looking at these people who ran down from the mountain.

"This time it's not easy, we have to take it step by step, if we take the wrong path in a hurry, we will die." Song Butian was smoking, his fingers trembled slightly, he didn't know whether he was scared or cold, and he was a little unfavorable when he spoke.

"People come before us, and the right time and place are all occupied." I smiled and said, "It's a matter of course for us to suffer a big loss, but ........"

As I spoke, I looked at the gentlemen with sad faces, and somehow, suddenly I felt that they looked like me.

When I first learned that the pharmacy had been set on fire, my expression should be the same as theirs, right?

"What do you want?" Fang Shiliang asked, slapping me suddenly.

Only then did I come back to my senses, touch my nose, and smile a little unnaturally: "It's just a feeling...... Quite familiar. ”

"What's familiar?" Fang Shiliang was stunned.

"The old religion's way of doing things." I sighed, "They're just like us, either they don't do anything, or if they want to do it, they have to do it all." ”

"Is there a plan?" Fang Shi asked me curiously, "What should we do now?" ”

"Hey, you ask me what I'm doing, where is the main thing, let's take a look first." I laughed.

Fang Shiliang frowned, glanced at Yuan Shaoweng's side, and his expression was very helpless: "I feel that if you want to do something like tactics, you still have to leave it to you, the older generation of people are a little soft-hearted, follow your plan, and the loss that the old sect can suffer will be greater." ”

At this time, Zhenjianghe suddenly beckoned to us and motioned for us to pass.

"What's wrong, Master Zheng? How can I help? Song Butian asked politely.

"Xiao Shen, come over and say a few words." Zhenjianghe grabbed me and said very seriously: "We have to take revenge now, if we wait at the bottom of the mountain again, I can't stand it." ”

Zhao Sangou stood beside Zhenjianghe, and after hearing his words, Zhao Sangou was also a little curious, and looked at me a few more times.

"Master Zheng, who is this buddy?"

"The descendants of the Shen family in Sichuan." Zhenjianghe introduced, his face full of emotion: "Shen Kurong is his grandson, the little king of Yama." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Sangou was obviously a little surprised, and looked at me in disbelief, with a very complicated look in his eyes, as if he didn't want to believe this fact.

"Master Zheng, is he the living king of Hades who is so red and purple in the industry today?" Zhao Sangou asked cautiously, "That is the new helmsman of the Shen family?" ”

"yes." Zhenjianghe smiled, and then patted me on the shoulder: "This is Zhao Shu, nicknamed Sangouzi, the offspring we have brought with us, you belong to the same generation, and you will be closer and closer in the future." ”

"Master Zheng, don't be kidding, this guy is the head of the family, I am an unemployed vagrant, we are of the same generation, and our identities are different......." Zhao Sangou smiled, politely stretched out his hand, and shook my hand: "Dude, you also came to help?" ”

"Brother Zhao, we're a little late, I hope you don't mind......" I sighed.

Zhao Sangou shook his head and said that he didn't mind, it would be good if he could come.

"It stands to reason that this should be our own business in the three eastern provinces, and we shouldn't let outsiders help, but ......" When Zhao Sangou said this, his expression was very sincere, and he was also a little sad: "There are a few people who are willing to come over, even if those shriveled calves step on the line, they are not willing to come out and fart, without their help, we are indeed a little difficult, but fortunately with you!" ”

Hearing him say this, Song Butian also seemed a little sympathetic, and whispered comfort: "We are all people in the industry, we are all family members, there is no need to distinguish so clearly, what outsiders in the three eastern provinces, they are all bullshit, we are all Chinese!" ”

"Good! That's right! Zhao Sangou laughed, and then politely handed us a round of cigarettes, and in the process, he also got to know Song Butian Shiliang.

I have to say that after learning that Song Butian was the descendant of the Song family in Sichuan, Zhao Sangou's eyes lit up, especially the last time he heard that Fang Shiliang was the Fang family in Shanhe Gate.......

"Oops, fuck! This is a local reinforcement sent by the southwest! Zhao Sangou said excitedly: "The Shen family, the Song family, the Fang family, I have already heard of the skills of these three families, and this time I have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Sangou seemed to remember something, looked at me, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he leaned over to me and asked in a low voice: "Brother Shen, I heard that something happened to the Shen family not long ago, and the gang of dog calves who did things...... Is it connected to those people in the mountains? ”

"It's just a bunch of people." I nodded.

Just when Zhao Sangou was about to ask more, Yuan Shaoweng, who was standing not far away, suddenly amplified his voice and scolded the people around him.

"Just the fucking bunch of bastards! He actually stepped on the boundary of our three eastern provinces to spread wild! This is when there is no one in our family! ”

Zhenjianghe's temper has always been very short-tempered, and when he heard Yuan Shaoweng's words, he also scolded: "Those bitches are no one in sight!" Don't take us gentlemen seriously at all! ”

Dong Lao Xian'er didn't say a word from beginning to end, glanced at Yuan Shaoweng, seemed to realize something, and his smile became meaningful.

At this time, the gentlemen standing around were also a little irritated and scolded one after another.

Either they are scolding the old religion for not being a thing, or they are scolding the old religion for being the grandson of turtles, and sooner or later they will have to be skinned.

I don't know which gentleman is so spiritual, of course, it may also be a coincidence, and he shouted inexplicably.

"We've got to give those crumbs a little color! The gentlemen of the three northeastern provinces should not be so underestimated! As for the shrunken turtles in the row, let them eat shit! Even if we die, we have to die here, and it's too fucking shameful to be killed at home in the end! ”

This person's scolding is definitely the fuse.

The other gentlemen were stunned for a moment at first, and then the expressions on their faces changed, and they were even more angry than they had been at the beginning.

"Those deflated calves aren't from our Northeasterners!"

"People are peeing in front of their homes, and they are still hiding at home, is this hiding from eating and not daring to let people see or what?"

"Just those cowards, they don't even have the heart to drive people away, shameful things, I really don't know where all these years of cultivation have gone."

"Isn't it! Exercise. He. Mother. Target! A middle-aged gentleman wearing glasses, the more he talked, the more angry he became, and finally took out a big brother from his waist, and scolded in his mouth: "Aren't those beasts on the mountain just relying on people, I'll let them see, there are still people in our three eastern provinces who dare to come out to clean up them, isn't it just shaking people, I'll shake a few for them now!" ”

"That's right! Let's call more gentlemen to come over and close the mountain, we are not afraid that we can't fight them, but we are afraid that they will run! ”