The first ones to arrive were Jiang Hao and Leng Ziyue, who were chasing Yin Feng to the death and wanted to fight him with him for life and death.

The two drove a domestically made Brilliance BMW.

The open space in front of Yin Feng's old house was very large, and someone came to park the car directly at the door.

There were three people in total, and Yin Feng saw it. Through the alley, he told me who Jiang Hao was and who was Leng Ziyue. He also said that he did not know the third person.

I glanced at it.

Jiang Hao is a middle-aged man who has left his head apart. Leng Ziyue left a board inch.

This is the difference in hairstyle, except for kung fu, it can also be seen that Jiang Hao's face is red, his muscles and bones are strong, and he is full. At first glance, he is the kind of person who doesn't hide his kung fu too much, and his spirit is exposed through the bones of his body.

Kung Fu is hidden, hidden. Not to say. This man looked like a tiger general, like a god. That's not called hiding, that's called dew.

What is really hidden is that this person looks no different from ordinary people.

I really want to say that there is. It's the moment of the shot.

Leng Ziyue is different from Jiang Hao, he is a little thinner, and he hides his spirit and spirit very well. I don't see any difference.

But if you look closely, you can see that his eyes are different.

This Leng Ziyue's eyes are cold, ruthless, and poisonous.

Like a nail, look at something, pierce it through and look at it.

As for the third person, judging from the kind of strength he had when he got out of the car, plus his age, and the temperament between his eyebrows. This person is a young driver who just graduated from high school, didn't go to school well, learned a driving trade, and worked as a driver.

The little driver got out of the car, and the interest was very high, and he wanted to go inside.

Leng Ziyue gave a look and immediately glared back, and then the other party turned back to the car and waited alone.

The two walked straight into the house.

Yin Feng stood up to greet him.

"Welcome, welcome, Brother Jiang, Brother Leng, don't come unharmed."

Jiang Hao laughed: "Lao Yin, why are you hiding here, our brothers are so hard to find you." You say, is it that difficult for you to take out that painting, let's look at it twice, and take a picture? "

Yin Feng: "The painting is not on me, it is really not on me, and it was stored in a friend from other places before, so I can't show it to the two of you." "

"Out-of-town friends? Really? Jiang Hao was puzzled.

At this time, I got up and smiled at Jiang Hao and said, "Really, it's in my hand." "

Jiang Hao blanked me: "Where did you come from?" "

Yin Feng patted me on the shoulder, introduced me to the two of them, and said, "This is my brother, a brother with a different surname." "

Jiang Hao: "It's so big, do you know the rules here?" "

Yin Feng: "When he first arrived in Hunan, he didn't know the rules of our land. "

Jiang Hao: "I don't know, you have to give a reminder, a reminder, otherwise, the big guy can't see through it, and I think this is someone who came in to go undercover for an undercover visit, haha." "

Jiang Hao said this, there is a saying.

It is the Lianghu area, and the people in this practitioner's circle have to show their hands in public to let everyone know if you have real kung fu.

With that, recognized, you can enter this circle and see other people's kung fu.

Otherwise, they will treat this person as an outsider, and if they don't mention kung fu at all, they won't mention the matter of national arts.

After getting to the bottom of it, it's still a national art reblow! It is inevitable that there will be deaths and injuries. In the circle, the Taoist master, injured and dead, found a teacher to talk. The division is insufficient, unable to speak, injured, dead, that is, injured, dead.

You can't be an official, an official, that's easy to do, everyone play with this person. In the end, he left this realm, and he couldn't mix, and he couldn't live.

I clenched my fists at the two of them: "The two of you are seniors, I first came here, and I don't know much about the rules." Brother Meng Yin mentioned it, and now I know a little bit about it. Wait for the people, when the people are all there, they will naturally follow the rules. "

Jiang Hao looked at me repeatedly, and finally said, "Well, okay, it's okay." That's exactly what happened. Also, the painting, is it really here? "

I smiled: "After a while, I'll talk about it after the rules are done." "

Jiang Hao: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, it's time for this day, let's take our time." "

After the two sat down.

Yin Feng accompanied him and talked for a while, and someone came one after another.

There is Chang Ye who practices praying mantis boxing here, and he is often a senior. There is also Wu Aijun who practices Chaquan, martial predecessors, and Jiang Mingzhi, who practices Tan legs.

The three men came in three parts.

With the addition of the previous two people, there are five people in total.

It's all coming one after another, and it's basically 11:40. Just every stroke.

Yin Feng informed the chef that it was time to serve.

After a while, the good dishes were put on the table of the Big Eight Immortals.

This is the beginning of the feast.

I asked the kitchen to bring a few things that I had prepared.

It was a gas stove with a bottle of liquefied gas. In addition, there was a thick-walled white steel bucket with a diameter of 15 centimeters that the cook had to look for outside, and I removed the lid of the barrel.

These things were placed on the small table one by one, I got up and hugged everyone, and then said to them: "You are all seniors in the Hunan martial arts world, I am from the capital, my surname is Guan, and my name is Ren. "

Here I lit up the name, and a few of the people sitting there showed surprise on their faces.

I ignored it and continued, "When I first arrived in your land, I just learned the rules here. Listening to Master Yin, under normal circumstances, it is necessary to take a hand and pass by. But I'm a junior, and you're all seniors, and this senior's hand-in-hand with the juniors is a face-saving thing. I didn't think I had that much face, so I came up with such a gadget. "

"Well, nothing else, it's just that I don't want to drink today. As for me, I'll make you a bowl of soy milk. "

With that, I picked up the white steel bucket and showed it to everyone.

I grabbed a few handfuls of soybeans from a pot full of dried soybeans.

Throwing the soybeans into the white steel bucket, I held the edge of the bucket with one hand, and shook my hand with the dark energy on my body.

Wow, wow!

Soybeans started to bump into them inside.

One, two, three.

I smiled and looked at the slightly frightened faces, and I shook faster and faster, faster and faster.

And so it went on for ten minutes.

Look at the white steel bucket again.

The soybeans are gone, and some are buckets of bean noodles!

Then I took clean water, put it in a bucket, stretched out my five fingers, took this bucket, turned on the fire of the gas stove, turned the heat to the maximum, I took the bucket in one hand, and put it on the stove.

There's a kung fu here, which is five fingers, which have to move alternately, and have a push force between each other. This strength can't be loosened, can't be scattered, and has been pushing this hot white steel barrel that makes the fire burn, so that it does not tilt and fall.

The principle of this kung fu is basically the same as what Cheng Blind taught me to play with charcoal with my bare hands.

It's like when we hold a cup of hot water in our hands, and the cup is hot, our fingers have to be loosened from time to time, clenched, and exchanged with each other.

It's just that mine is faster and faster, and there is also dark energy to follow.

In this way, I burned for more than ten minutes, until the soy milk in the white steel cup was all boiling, and then I held up for another five minutes, then put the cup firmly on the table, flashed my hands towards everyone, and said with a smile: "Seniors, the soy milk is ready, please use it." "

The original intention of this trick was Wenlu.

Probably mean, I still don't want to fight. I don't want to make too much trouble with them, I want to talk to these people, talk about it.

Right now, I'm showing my hands.

At the table, only two people showed admiration.

One is Yin Feng, and the other is the boss of the buckle feet.

Yin Feng said last night that this group of people is not ordinary people, ordinary things, and they can't be shocked.

He said that I still don't believe it, but when I see it today, I have been taught.

That's right, they didn't come for the word 'harmony'.

Leng Ziyue remained silent, took a sip of water, looked up at the boss and said, "What about you?" "

Buckle Boss: "Haha! I'm practicing foot poke, not as elegant as my brother's art, so I'll give you three steps. "

With that, the boss got up and went out into the courtyard.

Then, with a twist, he lifted his foot and moved forward.

This step stepped on the mud, but did not stop, but continued to sink until it reached the calf, and then he moved the other leg and took a second step.

As concocted, he took a total of three steps, and after three deep holes appeared on the ground, the buckle boss jumped up.

"It's ugly."

The boss clasped his feet and shook his fist at everyone.

Leng Ziyue nodded again, and finally he said to Yin Feng: "Old Yin, is there a cook or something in the house?" "

Yin Feng: "Yes, there are a few chefs who have been invited. "

"Let them go."

Yin Feng said: "Okay. "

In a blink of an eye, Yin Feng got up, ran to the back room, called out a few chefs who had been invited, and then settled the wages, and asked them to pack up the tools and other things they brought.

"Is the door closed?"

When Yin Feng came back, Leng Ziyue asked.

Yin Feng: "It's closed." "

Leng Ziyue: "Okay! "

Wait for Yin Feng to return to his seat.

Leng Ziyue drank the water in the cup, he looked up and said: "This little brother from the capital, called Guan Ren, he showed his kung fu, the taste of Tai Chi is quite strong, it looks good, he is a real practitioner." Another old Su who poked his feet is also very profound. This has brightened up the kung fu, knowing that it is a real practitioner, and the idle people in the house have also been cleared, so we should talk about our business. "

"Yin Feng, your kung fu is very good. These men have all been defeated by you before. Today, I'm going to pick a head, and I'm going to try a life-and-death punch with you. "

"That's what I said before. Either you try your hand at punching, or you take out the painting and show it to everyone. "

"But you've been delaying for so long, and I've changed my mind."

Yin Feng asked, "Ziyue, what do you want?" "

Leng Ziyue: "Try boxing first, one by one, everyone will try." After trying it, take the painting again, if you don't take it, I'll take it! "

Yin Feng gritted his teeth: "You are a hooligan, you are breaking the law." "

Leng Ziyue: "Kung fu, pay attention to one, stand to win, lie to lose!" You win, I have nothing to say, you lose, but it's not your turn to speak. It's that simple! There are no complicated ideas and things like you literati! "