Chapter Seventy-Four: Ruthless

"Brother Zhao is a good means, and he subdued this thousand-handed slaughter without making a sound." Elder Peng looked at it for a while, then shook his head, the killing intent between the two moves was insufficient, and he was naturally able to see something when he was old.

"Hehe, Elder Peng has a good reputation, the Tiger of the Northland, it's not something I can subdue, but there have been some intersections, he is more respectful of the old and loves the young, it's not worth mentioning." Zhao Qi showed off in a low-key manner, what he said was not, and the pride on his face was not hidden.

He does have the capital to be proud, what about the thousand-handed slaughter, and what about the Shamen Dragon King, all of them must become his pawns and do things according to his will, otherwise he will die without a place to be buried.

Elder Peng smiled, he had seen Zhao Qi's methods, turned over the clouds and rain, and raised Zhao Qi's status again in his heart, "What are Brother Zhao's plans next after doing this?" "This is the focus of Elder Peng's attention, he is an elder of the Beggar Gang, and the danger of a character like Zhao Qi has also been raised to the highest level by him. The rise of any strong man is accompanied by bloody storms, and if the beggar gang wants to stand tall, they must learn to survive in the wind and rain.

Zhao Qi glanced back at Elder Peng, he could sense a deep guard from the depths of this person's eyes, and said with a smile, "You want to ask me what I want to do next, right?" Say hello directly, I'm not good at saying anything else, I'm definitely a frank gentleman, hahaha. I now have two wishes left, one is to step to the pinnacle of martial arts, and the other is to expel the Tartars and restore the Han dynasty. Zhao Qi is not afraid of being known what he thinks, and he does not have to shy away from what he does, but needs continuous publicity so that more people can integrate into it.

Elder Peng was shocked by Zhao Qi's straightforwardness, there are all kinds of people on the rivers and lakes, and those who are as straightforward as Zhao Qi are a rare breed, "I never thought that Brother Zhao would have such great ambitions, but it made the old beggar admire." Easily, he got the information he wanted, but it was so simple that it made him a little suspicious.

"People live for a lifetime, there will always be some wishes, ideas, obsessions, we who practice martial arts, the first thing is to have a good mind, if you can't do this, the road of martial arts is cut off, and there is no hope. Fame and fortune are bound, heroes bend their waists, hehe, that's a pug. Whether it's a demon or a ghost, it's like a cloud to me. No matter what means I use, as long as I achieve what I want, that is my way. Zhao Qi's slender figure exudes a unique brilliance against the backdrop of the sun.

Suddenly, Elder Peng seemed to see the Hong Gang Leader at that time, when he was still a little beggar named Hong Qi. Gathering his thoughts, Elder Peng changed the topic: "The old beggar also hopes that Brother Zhao's wish will come true, the suffering of the Han people in the north has been for a long time, and the south looks at the king and goes north, and it will be a hundred years in the blink of an eye." He knew that people like Zhao Qi were like the five uniques of the past, with a firm mind, and they would never go against their nature when they spoke and acted, so he relaxed a little.

Zhao Qi nodded, there is no record in the history books of the heart of the Han people in the north, the Jin country has a population of 50 million, of which 40 million are Han people, and they belong to the people who were forgotten by the Song State. They live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs in the Jin country, and life and death are taken away, just in the heart of the Jin people. The history books will only record the glorious shores of those emperors, and will never write about the emperors and ministers who have long forgotten the 40 million compatriots in the north.

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng!

This is the best hope of all.

But for the Han people living in the territory of Jinguo, who will listen to their hearts?

In fact, the Northland Hermes-Epitek has never forgotten its identity. Even if they are in the territory of the Jin Kingdom, they still remember that they are Han people, and they are bleeding with the blood of Yan Huang.

This is the fundamental reason why Zhao Qi is willing to help. If they have long forgotten their identity as Han people, if they have long been accustomed to the rule and exploitation of the Jin Kingdom, if they do not remember the former Han bloodline, Zhao Qi is also powerless to return to the sky, and you will never be able to wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

The suffering of the Han people lies in the fact that they are in the territory of the Jin State and are ruled by the Jin people, but they have never forgotten their identity. The king did not come, and they were powerless to resist, and they suffered day and night.

The beggars know this very well. Most of the people in the beggar gang are such people, and there is no shortage of loyal and brave people.

"Elder Peng, if one day, the Jin Kingdom is destroyed and the Mongols invade, on this God-given opportunity, I will definitely convene a heroic conference to resist the Mongols far away and fight a bloody road for the north, and I hope that Elder Peng will come without hesitation when the time comes!" Zhao Qi's expression was sincere, this was his truest thought, the biggest disadvantage of the Mongols was their sparse population, which was also a common problem for all nomads. This is the most fatal way to deal a fatal blow to the Mongolian iron horsemen. The best thing the people in the rivers and lakes are at killing people in various ways, so that they can defend the city, or it is difficult to resist the Mongol iron cavalry. But from another angle, it is not difficult for them to lead them around the steppe together and directly kill the Mongol base camp.

Elder Peng snorted, this topic was not something he could decide, not to mention that what Zhao Qi said had not happened yet, and he prevaricated: "If there is a day, Gang Master Hong will definitely make a decision." ”

Zhao Qi is not in a hurry, when the situation is forced, the Mongols will slaughter the city and exterminate the clan, and the bloody fact will make the Hong gang leader more sober, but said: "The Mongols are rich, cattle and sheep are everywhere, and there are countless gold and silver treasures. I'm in charge of this. "For a villain like Elder Peng, you have to lure her to the advantage. For people like Hong Qigong, it is necessary to use the general trend to force each other. When the Mongols invaded the Jin Kingdom, they treated the Han people as beasts with a butcher's knife in their hands, and Zhao Qi really wanted to see his face at that time.

Elder Peng squinted his eyes and laughed, he was greedy for money, but he would not be used as a gun, but if he had the opportunity to make a fortune, he didn't mind, everything naturally depends on the changes in the situation behind, and he wouldn't have anything to lose anyway. In a word, take advantage of the advantage, and don't get the slightest bit of bad luck, this is his rule of survival.

"If there is really such an opportunity, I don't mind killing a few Tartars and venting evil anger for our Han people." Elder Peng told the truth.

Zhao Qi nodded slightly, Elder Peng's careful thinking, he could see through it. The people in the rivers and lakes are also inseparable from interests. He can only change and guide to the greatest extent possible, so that things can go in the direction he wants.

After all, if the Mongols completely annexed the Jin Kingdom, then the Mongols would really gain a firm foothold, and it would be a bit fantastical for anyone to destroy them at that time.

Just as the two of them were talking, the winner had already been decided, and the tip of Zhang Rou's spear stabbed straight into Peng Lianhu's neck, and he only needed to gently loosen it forward, and he could take the life of this tiger of the northern land.

"Hmph, Peng Lianhu, this time this seat will spare your life, if you dare to do evil in the future, thousands of rivers and mountains, I Zhang Rou will kill you with my own hands." Zhang Rou snorted coldly, withdrew the spear, led the white horse, turned over on the horse, and quickly disappeared with everyone, full of chivalry. In fact, Zhang Rou is also a smart person, continue to stay, and when Peng Lianhu is furious, will he make a move, or will he not make a move? If you make a move, you can't beat Peng Lianhu, and if you don't make a move, you will ruin his reputation as a hero, so it's better to take this opportunity to leave openly.

Peng Lianhu's face was pale, this was a real expression, although he deliberately lost to Zhang Rou, but losing in the battle of life and death was not a good thing for him.

Turning his head to look at the crowd who were watching the excitement, Peng Lianhu smiled fiercely, and with a wave of his hand, twenty or thirty horsemen surrounded everyone behind him, and the weapons in his hands were cold.

"Hehe, now it's your turn. You people are not small, you dare to use Lao Tzu's life to open a gambling market, and there are still people who dare to bet, I really don't take me Peng Lianhu in my eyes. Peng Lianhu took one step at a time, his expression was cold, there was no way to lose to Zhang Rou, but it didn't mean that he didn't have anger, he had to vent when he had anger, and even Zhao Qi wouldn't stop him in this matter.

"The excitement is over, Peng Lianhu, Peng Lianhu, tsk." Zhao Qi stood outside the crowd and said to Elder Peng, Peng Lianhu didn't dare to surround him.

Elder Peng sighed, these people are just greedy for profit, if they secretly bet, it is just a gamble, such a grandiose gamble is extremely stupid.

There are some things that you can't touch if you really have a monk. The abbot can do it, you can't do it.

Glancing at Zhao Qi, who was casual beside him, and seeing the harmless expressions of other animals, Elder Peng felt in his heart, this is the person who really digs the pit. If Zhao Qi hadn't taken the lead in gambling and made the gambling board so big, these people wouldn't have fallen into the ditch. What's more, almost everything has to do with this one.

Someone in the crowd immediately expressed dissatisfaction, especially when he saw Zhao Qi not far away, and said angrily: "Master Pengzhai, that person over there is the first to gamble, even if Uncle Peng wants to find trouble, he has to look for him." ”

In a flash of cold light, the iron judge pen in Peng Lianhu's hand was thrown by him and inserted directly into the man's chest, blood splashed everywhere, and there was no sound around him.

"You, you ......"

"I, Peng Lianhu, do things, and I still want you to teach? Whatever you want, you can do it! "With a gesture and killing a person, Peng Lianhu's domineering can be seen. He is afraid of Zhao Qi, but it doesn't mean that he is good-tempered.

"Can you talk well now?" Peng Lianhu's gaze swept through the crowd, and the people who met his gaze couldn't help lowering their heads, and Shi Zhongtian in the crowd also lowered his head, he truly realized the importance of strength.

"Let's talk about gambling with Lao Tzu's life now." Peng Lianhu walked around the crowd, pondering one bad idea after another.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Zhao Qi was too lazy to watch Peng Lianhu's solo show, and with a light whistle, Lu Ma appeared beside him.

"The money is in the tent, and I'll bring it later." Zhao Qi turned over and got on the horse, and the sound entered his ears, what he said was for Peng Lianhu.

Zhao Qi rode down the mountain, and he was going to find a place to have lunch. This place can be regarded as Peng Lianhu's territory, and it will not be difficult for Peng Lianhu to find him. Otherwise, he would have doubted Peng Lianhu's ability, he never needed waste.

Over there, Peng Lianhu heard Zhao Qi's words, his body was for a while, and when he saw Zhao Qi's figure disappearing on horseback, he nodded unconsciously before continuing to teach everyone.

Things that he was still a little interested in have become boring at this time.