The curtain opens, and the characters appear on stage.

Zhou Xingzu drank tea and introduced to Miyamoto Fifty-two: "General Miyamoto, this play is called "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest", which is about a squire in the Ming Dynasty who told the old man and returned to his hometown, named Cheng Pu. gave birth to two daughters, the eldest daughter is ugly, and the second daughter is as beautiful as a flower. Cheng Pu's wife, who chooses a son-in-law for two women. ”

"One of the second daughters, Cheng Xue'e, is played by Cheng Aling, and she tells a love story."

Miyamoto Fifty-two looked at Cheng Aling, who was handsome and handsome on the stage, where could he care about listening to Zhou Xingzu's speech, just nodded to him perfunctorily, and stared at Cheng Aling with straight eyes.

Zhou Xingzu was extremely unhappy with Miyamoto Fifty-two's eyes, but he could only suppress it in his heart and watch the play silently.

This "Phoenix Returns to the Nest", the plot twists and turns, is very exciting.

What he introduced earlier is not even a synopsis.

Sitting in the position, you will naturally be immersed in the beauty of Peking Opera.

Even the old ghost Miyamoto Fifty-two shook his head and enjoyed it, and those who didn't know thought he was an old ticket friend.

And unlike ordinary old dramas, this play "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest" is a new play adapted by Grandmaster Mei from the Qing Palace Collection and "Cycle Order". The plot is ingenious, the line is complete, and several singing voices are gorgeous and chic, like a song, played by Cheng Aling, which is even more exciting.

There is also a martial arts scene, and Cheng Aling will come up with the unique skill of "eight consecutive kicks".

This is also Cheng Aling's lifelong hard practice, and the technique of pressing the bottom of the box can be connected to eight rods, which is the best in today's pear orchard.

It is not easy to practice this hand, and the control of strength, angle, and flower gun is extremely high. Under normal circumstances, those who can kick three times in a row are already the pillars of ordinary theater troupes, and even Ming Jin martial artists may not be able to do eight consecutive kicks.

"Good!"

"Wonderful!"

"It's worthy of Emperor Ling."

After a play, the audience was cheering, and the entire Grand Theater was full of voices, all of them cheering for Cheng Aling. It's a pity that the troupe didn't send anyone to collect money for the performance at the Grand Theater today, otherwise there would definitely be many wealthy businessmen who were willing to spend a lot of money on it.

Only the pro-soldiers who were guarding the surroundings looked at each other, not knowing what was happening. His eyes looked at the stage curiously, not noticing that some people had quietly changed their positions.

And after this scene, the repertoire did not enter a low ebb, but the sound of the drums accelerated, pushing to a greater climax.

Throughout the theater, the heavy breathing of many people suddenly sounded.

Miyamoto Fifty-two stared at Cheng Aling on the stage and didn't notice anything wrong.

Zhou Xingzu was still smiling, but the tea cup in his hand was heavily placed on the table by him.

The martial artists on the stage, seeing this action, had a hint of determination in their eyes. Cheng Aling glanced at Zhou Xingzu memorably, and threw a flower gun in the air, today's flower gun was extremely heavy, and the head of the gun reflected a little cold under the light.

"Well, the thief is dead!"

Cheng Aling sang for a long time, revealing a sense of murderous intent.

This kick flew and kicked the spear directly to the action of Miyamoto Fifty-two.

The martial artists behind her also picked up the spears in their hands and threw them out.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

When Miyamoto Fifty-two saw the cold light reflected from the head of the spear, he suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, and when he saw the long spear flying towards him, he scolded angrily, pulled out the emperor's sword at his waist, and cut the spear in half.

As the commander-in-chief of the East China Theater, in addition to being a military strategist, he is also a strong warrior.

didn't get to the strength, it was already a lot of face for Zhou Xingzu!

If it is a Grandmaster, Zhou Xingzu doesn't have to fight, just wait for death.

But now, Zhou Xingzu was given a chance.

The spear thrown from the stage, although it did not hurt Miyamoto Fifty-two, at least solved a few lieutenants around him, and allowed Zhou Xingzu to seize the opportunity.

It's a pity that the martial artists on the stage were shot on the stage by the pro-soldiers who reacted at the first time.

At the same time, in the public gallery of the theater, a group of gunmen also suddenly stood up and opened fire on Miyamoto's own soldiers. Fierce gunfire echoed in the theater, and the unsuspecting audience fell into a panic.

These gunners, all of whom are brothers secretly trained by the Hucheng Chamber of Commerce, can be regarded as the strongest force in the Chamber of Commerce, and they have been hidden by Zhou Xingzu to carry out assassination functions, which is equivalent to his hole cards, and he has not really been dispatched until now.

In the chaotic theater, Zhou Xingzu's eyes were locked on Miyamoto Fifty-two.

Today he paid the last strength in his hands, and with the desperate efforts of so many brothers, he had a chance to kill Miyamoto Fifty-two, so Miyamoto Fifty-two must die here!

Step on the maze step, hand luck gossip palm.

Zhou Xingzu stepped forward, step by step, the wind was whistling, and the momentum was terrifying.

The show has just begun......

Miyamoto fifty-two horizontal knives were in front of him, silver light flashed, and he looked at Zhou Xingzu with a hideous face, and roared: "That beast, I really can't trust it." ”

"Look at my home, slash with one sword!"

Juhedao is a very influential school of swordsmanship on the island of Japan, and its status in the rivers and lakes is equivalent to that of Shaolin Wudang in China.

Miyamoto Fifty-two has been studying in the martial arts hall since he was a child, and he is talented and has entered the ranks of internal strength masters at the age of thirty.

In terms of combat effectiveness, although Miyamoto Fifty-two has not broken through the transformation realm, he has definitely stood at the peak of his internal strength. Far more than Zi Wuliulang, who died in the hands of Zhou Xingzu before.

At this time, Zhou Xingzu had no way to avoid it, because once he chose to dodge, Miyamoto Fifty-two would definitely pull away and escape. So he just leaned over slightly and stubbornly defended the knife.

The katana slammed into his chest, slicing open.

A sharp pain came, making Zhou Xingzu frown, and at the same time, he launched a special function, which was released directly through his eyes, and his mental power rushed into Miyamoto Fifty-two's mind.

As for the unspeakable glasses, witch Gu silver needles and other items on his body, Zhou Xingzu didn't even have a chance to use them at all.

Because he never wears glasses, it is impossible for him to suddenly come out to watch a play and put his glasses on. This will definitely arouse Miyamoto Fifty-two's suspicions, so Zhou Xingzu did not wear glasses from the beginning.

By the time the battle began, everything was between lightning and flint, and he could only rely on his strength to fight hard.

Fortunately, Zhou Xingzu's skills have long been different, and even the firm will of the master of internal strength cannot resist.

Bang.

His mental power was crushed, Miyamoto Fifty-two's will.

A brief hallucination made Miyamoto Fifty-Two slow down the knife in his hand.

Zhou Xingzu took a deep breath, slammed the Nine Yin White Bone Claw into his chest, and with a fierce pull, he pulled out a heart with blood and flesh.

Miyamoto fifty-two looked at him in disbelief, stayed on his heart for a moment, and then uh-uh and died on the ground.

Zhou Xingzu crushed his heart and shook his head.

He also admired himself, and used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw as a black tiger to dig out his heart.

If Miss Jingjing knew about this, she would probably scold him for being a bloody dog.