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Huang Chao looked at Hong Qigong with a forced smile, and thought to himself, "I guess there are no good words." He said calmly: "Please don't say it." ”

Hong Qigong originally planned that he would ask "what's so powerful", so that he could make a joke to stir up the atmosphere, but he didn't expect to be wittily blocked by Huang Chao. It's really painful to come up with a joke and not let him tell it, Hong Qigong held back for two seconds, threw down his son and said to himself: "Huang Laoxie has given birth to a good son now, maybe he will earn a niece from the old poison." Young man, it's rude for you not to let the old man speak. ”

"You're obviously a middle-aged man, okay......"

Ling Yuhan looked at the legendary northern beggar with interest, she gave a courtesy, and said with a smile: "Junior Ouyang Rong, I have seen the Hong Gang Master. Have you eaten? If you are destined to meet, please join us for a meal. ”

Hong Qigong smiled when he heard this, and decided not to entangle with the boring Huang Chao anymore. He smiled and said to Ling Yuhan: "You are a good female doll, better than this kid, better than your uncle." Hey, I haven't seen your uncle for more than 20 years, and I don't know what kind of kung fu he has practiced. Does he want to come to the Central Plains to see our old friends? ”

Ling Yuhan replied without leaking: "Uncle is diligent in practicing martial arts, and he often sighs that he is not as good as your old man." He said that Huashan talked about the sword, and he will definitely come back to participate in it when the time comes. ”

Huang Chao saw the salute again: "The younger generation Huang Chao has seen the Hong gang leader, and he has long heard that you are old and approachable, and you really live up to your reputation, and the chicken called Hua can enter the belly of the ancestor called Hua, which is also well deserved." ”

Hong Qigong laughed, sat on the ground, Huang Chao waved his palm like a knife, and the palm wind cut the flower chicken into several slices, and handed one to Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong saw that this was the part of the chicken butt, and said with a smile: "Won my heart, won my heart." Boy, your hollow-splitting palm power is easy to send and receive, and you have already won the true legend of Huang Lao's evil. ”

Huang Chao turned out more than a dozen baked potatoes from below, took out a plate, and sprinkled with salt. When Hong Qigong saw this strange food for the first time, there were some doubts in his eyes, but Ling Yuhan exclaimed in surprise: "Potato! Huang Chao, you even brought potatoes. I haven't eaten it in a long time. As he spoke, he snatched one, peeled off the burnt skin, dipped it and dipped it and ate it.

Hong Qigong did the same, and also ate a baked potato, and he praised: "It tastes good." Is this something from overseas? Hong Qigong had a broad vision and even gave the most reasonable explanation on his own. Huang Chao nodded: "Exactly, the name is called Potato." Hong Qigong took a bite and tasted it: "Well, this name is appropriate." ”

The two chickens called flowers were swept away, and Hong Qigong patted his stomach and said: "Belly, belly, you have never eaten such a delicious flower ****." ”

Hong Qigong tracked down the thief who "took the woman away" all the way, and he didn't contact the beggar gang disciples recently, so he didn't know what happened in Jin Guo. So although he found that Huang Chao's skills were very high at this time, he only regarded him as a talented junior.

Ling Yuhan looked at the potatoes in his hand babyishly, and said, "How else do I want to find such an artifact, but I didn't expect Huang Chao that you even brought this." Why are these potatoes eaten like this? I should use it for breeding. ”

Hong Qigong couldn't understand Ling Yuhan's sigh, he took out a few golden darts from his arms, and said: "My old man doesn't owe favors, these things, you naturally don't look down on them, but if you take them for fun, you can exchange them for a few dollars of silver." ”

Huang Chao waved his hand and said, "Qigong, my father knows that I charge you for food, why don't you go to the island to beat me?" You look down on me too much. ”

Hong Qigong said embarrassedly: "Oh, after all, I ate one of you called a flower chicken." He made a look like I was going to bleed heavily, and said, "I know that Huang Laoxi's son is not simple, okay, you want me to guide you in kung fu?" Hehe, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that are always called flowers can't be passed on to you. ”

Huang Chao sat down and said solemnly: "I do have some questions I want to ask Qigong." Hong Qigong saw that his face was serious, and he also put away his joking gesture: "You ask." ”

"Qigong, you are the leader of the beggar gang, the Jin country in the north, the Song country in the south, and hundreds of thousands of beggars in the world are under the control of your old man. Why are there so many poor people in the world? The vast majority of people work hard, but they work hard all their lives, and they are not enough to maintain food and clothing, why is this? What do you do with the poor when they are in upheaval, their families are ruined, and many of them become beggars and never recover? I'm not discriminating against beggars, but they don't do anything to produce, and the young people in the beggars gang have hands and feet, and even have kung fu, so why don't they work to support themselves? The beggars help each other, but there are also old and weak beggars, and finally die of desolation, beggars, how to let all beggars have a life of food and clothing? ”

Hong Qigong's face froze, he sighed and said: "The question you said, everyone can think about it, but the beggar gang has existed for a long time, and many things have been fixed. After the young disciples practiced martial arts, they practiced chivalry and righteousness, did not steal and rob with martial arts, and completely relied on begging, which was already commendable to them. Let them fend for themselves, they will not be beggars, the disciples of the Pure Clothes Sect are people with estate, they usually contribute funds to help beggars, but they are very disdainful of those beggars of the Dirty Clothes Sect in their hearts. ”

"The problem of the beggar gang has been a long time, on the one hand, we want to help all the beggars, those beggars who are in a difficult situation we will not refuse, on the other hand, the world's heroes who admire the beggar gang will also join, the two sides have always had differences, I served as the leader of the gang, and I suppressed the two parties with my own martial arts and prestige. You should know that in the previous dynasty, the beggar gang had a disgraceful accident, which made the beggar gang disheartened and the exercises were lost, and only now have they roughly recovered. ”

"I always call me the leader of the gang, but I'm actually quite ashamed, and I didn't take care of the beggars. But now my beggar gang has no outstanding talents, and I still have to reluctantly serve as the leader of the gang after being called Hua. ”

Hong Qigong sighed a few times, and then returned to his senses, he picked up the red gourd and poured a few sips: "Good wine, good wine, boy, do you want to have a few sips?" ”

"Thank you Qigong, I don't drink." Huang Chao knew that Hong Qigong's answer was to avoid being serious, but he didn't let him go, "Qigong, you haven't said it yet, why are there so many poor people in the world?" Do beggars deserve to be beggars? Those beggar gang disciples who know martial arts are not weak people for a long time. There are more poor people in the world, they are bullied ****, and they don't even guarantee survival, why is this the case? The beggars claim to be chivalrous and righteous, why do they ignore the biggest injustice in the world? ”

Hong Qigong glanced at Huang Chao angrily: "Boy, what you said makes sense, but it's not like no one has said it!" The disciples of the beggar gang have already had ancestral teachings and are not allowed to participate in the deer chase. Huang Laoxi's son is even more evil, do you want to persuade the beggars to rebel? Hum! ”

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