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, Mo Shaofeng, under the guidance of Liu Ashi, found the place where the pig was killed in the third ring of the town.

Mo Shaofeng 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, and the price is clearly marked, five copper coins 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." ”

Mo Shaofeng looked intently, and saw a strong black-faced man with a tattoo on the rattan chair lying 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, Mo Shaofeng 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?"

Mo Shaofeng took out ten taels of silver, 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.

Mo Shaofeng 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?"

Mo Shaofeng sneered: "I heard that your boss is skilled, and the pork cut 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. Mo Shaofeng looked arrogant.

"My owner was inconvenient. The guy said timidly.

"What's inconvenient?" Mo Shaofeng'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?"

Mo Shaofeng 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. ”

Mo Shaofeng 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.

Mo Shaofeng's face sank, and he laughed: "I came here for only one purpose, and that is to kill you." ”

"What are you talking about, kill me?" Zhen Sanhuan was taken aback, this young man had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he actually wanted to kill me, he was crazy!

Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly: "Killing you with one punch, Young Master Ben can't bear it, it's better to be like this, within three days, you get out of Qinghe Town." ”

Zhen Sanhuan laughed and said: "Xiao Qisan, I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when the wind is strong." Just like you, with thin arms and legs, you want to kill me. Are you full of food, looking for death!"

"Don't you believe it, I can kill you with one punch?" Mo Shaofeng raised his fist and said proudly.

Zhen Sanhuan was furious, smashed the table with one palm, and threatened: "Boy, you are very good at pretending!"

Mo Shaofeng said arrogantly: "Young Master Ben likes to pretend to be forced, if you don't accept it, I will beat you to death." ”

"Stinky boy, dare to pretend to be forced in front of me, you are looking for death!" Zhen Sanhuan was furious and punched him.

Mo Shaofeng'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 Zhensanhuan and Mo Shaofeng 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. Mo Shaofeng's movements were sensitive, dodging left and right, and every time the blade was approaching, he avoided it.

Mo Shaofeng has a plan in his heart, the opponent's body 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 crackling sound, 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 arrived, Mo Shaofeng 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. Mo Shaofeng 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.

"What are you all doing in a daze, go up together, hack him to death. Zhen Sanhuan gritted his teeth and shouted.

Kill!

A group of ruffian bullies wielded pig-killing knives and besieged Mo Shaofeng.

"A bunch of garbage!" Mo Shaofeng had a murderous look on his face, and his broken wave palm roared out, sweeping in all directions. A dozen ruffians flew out screaming and screaming.

"Little bastard, I'll kill you with one punch. Zhen Sanhuan roared angrily and rushed over.

"The mayfly shakes the tree, and it is beyond its strength!" Mo Shaofeng was murderous, and with one move, he broke the waves and flew away from the third ring of the town.

"Poof!"

Zhen Sanhuan vomited blood and flew out.

"The last punch lets you know that there is a price to be paid for being a bully. Mo Shaofeng punched it and directly collapsed the wall.

Zhen Sanhuan's nose and face were swollen, and he fell in the ruins, dying.

Although the third ring of this town is vicious, it only has the combat power of the four heavens, how can he beat Mo Shaofeng of the five heavens. Mo Shaofeng punched and kicked three times, and beat Zhen Sanhuan all over the ground to find teeth.

Mo Shaofeng stepped on his head and snorted coldly: "Young Master Ben wants to pretend to be forced, are you convinced?"

"Grandpa, I'm convinced. "Zhen Sanhuan is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Mo Shaofeng clapped his hands and said, "Do you dare to bully men and women in the future and harm the people?"

"Grandpa, I don't dare anymore, spare my life!" Zhen Sanhuan knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Mo Shaofeng said confidently: "You can spare you, 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 once, fight once." ”

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

Mo Shaofeng 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.

(End of chapter)