Chapter 275, The End

The evening breeze was blowing, Liang Kuan walked out of the studio with a lonely face with a few torn clothes on his back, looked back at the black face painted on the wall, tightened the clothes on his body, and walked away without looking back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I think that when he Liang Kuan first came out of Meixian, he was full of ambition, but when he arrived in this provincial capital, he ran into walls everywhere, and now he has even been driven out of the theater, and he doesn't know where to go.

Fortunately, it's only early summer, Liang Kuan is lying casually on the street corner, ready to take the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed tonight.

"As long as you get to Jinshan, it's better than staying here for a lifetime! Come, don't suffer, take it and see...... You ......" A voice floated not far away, Liang Kuan woke up from his sleep, and looked at the propaganda table not far away, and a state comprador was making a loud noise on the stage.

Liang Kuan got up from the ground, looked at the comprador not far away, touched it from his arms, took out a piece of newsprint and looked at it, his mind turned, his heart was quite moved, he cleaned up his behavior, walked towards the shelf, squeezed in front of the comprador, and said expectantly: "Are you going to Jinshan, how to go?" ”

"Come, come, come, take a look." The comprador enthusiastically stuffed the propaganda paper to Liang Kuan.

"Isn't it a mountain of gold in newsprint?" Liang Kuan looked at the propaganda paper and said to the comprador with the newsprint in his hand.

"Yes, if you want to go, you will give three hundred oceans, an export capitation fee, and forty taels of ferry tickets, luggage and dry food, and sign a contract for three years!" Seeing that Liang Kuan seemed to want to go, the comprador burst out with greater enthusiasm, and explained to Liang Kuan carefully.

"Isn't that almost two years' wages?" Liang Kuan was shocked when he heard so much money and asked.

"You don't have any money?"

"Nope!" Liang Kuan shook his head.

"I don't have the money to go to any gold mountain, bring it, the next one, don't get in the way of others!" The comprador glanced at Liang Kuan with disdain, snatched back the propaganda paper in his hand, waved it away and told him to go away.

Liang Kuan lowered his head and walked away, and suddenly someone shouted: "There is a duel over there in the factory!" ”

"Duel? Let's go, let's take a look! ”

Liang Kuan followed everyone and came to a textile factory, where a pile of firewood was burning in an open space, and the two groups were facing each other in front of the pile of firewood, one group was led by a middle-aged man with a knife, and there were several young disciples standing next to him, and there was a big banner with "Yuejia Knife" written on it behind him, which was obviously the Yuejia Martial Arts Hall in the famous provincial city, and on the other side there was only one person, Yan Zhengdong, who was performing in front of the restaurant that day.

"You northerner, selling martial arts in front of my Yue's knife door and driving you away, but you injured my apprentice, what do you call it?" Yue Xiong, the contemporary owner of the "Yuejia Knife" with a knife, stepped forward with a knife.

"Yan Zhengdong!" Yan Zhengdong looked at Yue Xiong and said in a flat tone.

"Our Yue family's seven-way knife technique, fight all over the ten provinces, this time I will do the friendship of the landlord, let you make three moves first!" Yue Xiong held the knife in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

"Agreed!" Yan Zhengdong hugged his fists lightly.

"Drink!" Yan Zhengdong shouted violently, and in a few steps he reached Yue Xiong's body, and with a flick of his legs, he attacked Yue Xiong like a raging storm.

Liang Kuan squatted not far away and watched the two people competing in martial arts, both of them moved extremely fast, making Liang Kuan dizzy.

Suddenly, Yan Zhengdong's carp turned over, kicked his legs Yue Xiong's chin, Yue Xiong's mouth spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and his body fell straight behind him, retreating five meters before barely stopping.

"Second move!" Yan Zhengdong was unforgiving, stretched out two fingers and compared them lightly, and then the whole person rushed towards Yue Xiong again.

Bang bang bang!!

If Yue Xiong can resist a few times in the previous move, Yue Xiong doesn't even have the strength to fight back in this move, Yan Zhengdong's fist is like an arrow, his legs are like the wind, Yue Xiong reluctantly resisted a few times, Yan Zhengdong flew up with a kick, kicked heavily in the chest, Yue Xiong "bang", and directly hit the pile of firewood.

Yue Xiong spat out blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness, Yan Zhengdong seemed to be a master, and he just said that he would make three moves, but Yan Zhengdong was ruthless, and he would definitely die after holding on to three more moves, and now is not the time to save face. The hand knife was pulled out with a "poof", staring at Yan Zhengdong who came over.

Yan Zhengdong looked at Yue Xiong, who had drawn his long knife, and the corners of his mouth were still bloody and looked embarrassed, and said lightly: "Master Yue, pull out the knife before the three moves arrive, and if you continue to fight, I'm afraid it will kill you, forget it!" Then he turned and left.

"Don't go!" Yue Xiong looked at Yan Zhengdong who turned away, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and when Yan Zhengdong was about to turn around and leave, he ran behind Yan Zhengdong violently, waved the long knife in his hand, and slashed towards Yan Zhengdong fiercely.

The knife flickered in the firelight, and the Yue family knife was really amazing, as fast as lightning, as fast as lightning, and abnormally fast, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen knives had been chopped.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yue Xiong slashed at Yan Zhengdong's chest, and in an instant, the two stood still as if they had pressed the pause button.

Yue Xiong held the long knife and squinted at Yan Zhengdong, who was still and motionless, and a blood-devouring smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Whew!" Suddenly, Yan Zhengdong, who was originally motionless, turned around, exhaled a long breath, and looked at Yue Xiong with anger in his eyes: "Plotting against me?!" ”

"What?" The smile on Yue Xiong's face froze, and he looked at the place where Yan Zhengdong was cut by him, only to see that the clothes there were torn, and the skin on them was smooth, and there were no knife marks left.

"Yikes!" Yue Xiongxin had some bad premonitions, he shouted violently, the long knife was waved, and the seven-way Yue family's knife technique was opened, like a raging storm, slashing towards Yan Zhengdong.

"Drink!" Yan Zhengdong's body flickered, flashed a few knives, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his bare hands were empty, and his palms actually grabbed the long knife that Yue Xiong chopped, and then his right leg flicked and kicked Yue Xiong's head fiercely. Yue Xiong was kicked by this, and his body fell backwards unsteadily, but Yan Zhengdong didn't let him go like this, and pulled his braids directly in his hands.

Yue Xiong only felt a pain in the back of his head, his heart was ruthless, and the long knife in his hand slashed behind him, cutting off his braids, and then his body turned sharply, the long knife in his hand was like wind and fire, as fast as thunder, and a knife slashed firmly on Yan Zhengdong's body.

If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that it would have been cut into meat sauce by Yue Xiong's knife a long time ago, but the long knife cut on Yan Zhengdong's body did not seem to be cut on the meat, but as if it was cut on top of gold and iron, making a "sonorous" sound like gold and iron colliding.

Yue Xiong became more and more wrong, kicked the sand on the ground, forced Yan Zhengdong back, and then his figure flashed, and he looked at Yan Zhengdong coldly not far away, and said in surprise: "Iron cloth shirt?!" ”

Yan Zhengdong patted the clothes on his body that were about to be cut into rags as if nothing happened, looked at Yue Xiong and sneered: "I have already asked you to make three moves, admit defeat!" ”

"There must be a flaw!" Yue Xiong was unwilling, let out a loud shout, his body jumped, and the long knife attacked Yan Zhengdong's lower plate.

Yan Zhengdong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his body jumped, and he kicked Yue Xiong's head, Yue Xiong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body involuntarily fell forward.

Unrelenting to Yue Xiong, Yan Zhengdong's murderous intent skyrocketed, and he chased after Yan Zhengdong, and Yue Xiong heard the footsteps behind him, his body froze steeply, and he stabbed Yan Zhengdong behind him with a move.

"Whew!"

The long knife pierced his clothes but couldn't pierce Yan Zhengdong's body, but Yan Zhengdong's hand was fiercely inserted into Yue Xiong's throat.

Burst! As soon as Yan Zhengdong retracted his hand, the blood in Yue Xiong's throat spurted out like a spring, his eyes were round, and his eyes were unwilling, lying straight on the ground.

The heavy rain fell, as if to cleanse the bloody atmosphere between heaven and earth.

Liang Kuan stood in the rain in a daze, looking at Yan Zhengdong of **, his eyes flashing with a determined look.

The rain became heavier and heavier, Yan Zhengdong glanced at the long knife that Yue Xiong had dropped on the ground, sighed, and walked towards the city.

When I came to the city, my stomach was screaming with hunger.

Yan Zhengdong stood in front of a fish stall, smelling the smell of fish coming from the fish stall, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It wasn't until he saw that the fish stall boss had finished killing the fish that Yan Zhengdong turned around violently and shouted at Liang Kuan, who had been following him: "What are you doing with me?" ”

"My name is Liang Kuan, I am from Meixian, the provincial capital is three religions and nine streams, my kung fu is not at home, I was chased to the end of the road, even mixed food, I was beaten as a street rat, you are so good at kung fu, accept me as an apprentice!" Liang Kuan knelt in the rain and looked at Yan Zhengdong to plead.

"Alas!" Looking at Liang Kuan, who was kneeling on the ground, Yan Zhengdong sighed, shook his head and said helplessly: "Good kung fu?" It's not your own place, it's the same as the end of the road! ”

As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva and looked at the noodle stall not far away.

Liang Kuan looked back at the noodle stall with Yan Zhengdong's movements, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly got up and said to Yan Zhengdong: "Master, you are hungry, you first find a place to shelter from the rain, and I will think of a way." ”

After speaking, he walked cautiously towards the noodle stall, there was still some noodle soup left after someone had just finished eating, and no one had cleaned it up, Liang Kuan secretly poured the leftover soup that others had eaten together, and trotted towards Yan Zhengdong, who was sitting not far away, with half a bowl of noodle soup.

"Uncle, come in and sit down, "Have a glass of wine!" ”

The girl next to her was soliciting guests with flowers, and Yan Zhengdong sat in the corner and looked at Liang Kuan, who was stealing noodle soup for himself not far away, her eyes flickering.

"Master, you drink a bowl of soup!" Liang Kuan took out the noodle soup hidden in his arms and carefully handed it to Yan Zhengdong.

Yan Zhengdong looked at Liang Kuan in front of him, and then at the noodle soup in front of him, his eyes flickered, took the bowl, and drank it with a grunt. After taking a few sips, he saw that Liang Kuan was also swallowing saliva next to him and watching him drink, and handed the remaining few mouthfuls of soup to Liang Kuan. As soon as Liang Kuan took the bowl, he was not polite and drank it directly.

"Two men drinking a bowl of soup is really lacking in virtue." The old bustard of the Qunfang Courtyard next to him saw the two people sitting in the corner, took a sip of tea, and looked at them with disdain.

"Godmother, do you want to call Agen out and drive them away?" A girl who picked up the customer next to him said flatteringly.

Seeing that he was looked down upon by these women who were all the best, Yan Zhengdong's eyes suddenly became firm, and he said fiercely: "I must make a name for myself in Foshan, and see who dares to look down on me again!" ”

"Yes, you must make a name for yourself!" Liang Kuan tilted his head in support.

"In the provincial capital, who can fight the most? Is it Huang Feihong? "Said solemnly.

"Huh?" Liang Kuan was stunned for a moment.