May 7.

It's just night, and the skunk shantytown.

Originally, when night came, it would have become a public place of chaos and evil revelry.

But during this time, the night here is more peaceful and peaceful than the day.

Not to mention the fight and gambling, even if there are all kinds of dark ditch creatures with this thought, the city fox society rat and the like, they will walk far away, and they will never dare to hover in this area.

There are also those who don't believe in evil, and they were all arrested by Ning Xi Martial Arts Hall, and no one knows what happened to them, anyway, I haven't seen them go out of Ning Xi Lane again.

Not only the Ning Xi Martial Arts Pavilion, but also the other three martial arts halls adjacent to the Skunk Shanty Town also maintained a high degree of attention here, and under such a situation, no one dared to make trouble here.

At night, the streets are so empty and quiet that there is not even a ghost in sight.

Under such close attention, more than a dozen figures gathered together and appeared in an abandoned house not far from the Rotten Boy Gang's stronghold.

These are the high-level leaders of the sweat towel gang, and they went to the meeting as scheduled.

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, compared to other forces, they are already hidden among the people at the bottom, and even more than half of them are from the bottom, and it is easy for them to enter the skunk shantytown.

No matter how high the attention of the Ning Xiwu Pavilion is, it is impossible to prohibit the residents of the skunk shanty from going out to work and foraging at sunrise and going home to sleep at sunset.

For them, coming here is like coming home.

The group was led by an old man with a missing leg and an iron-wood staff, and the others followed him respectfully.

When he came to this abandoned house, he looked left and right for a long time, especially staring at the ground carefully, but he didn't find anything.

Only then did he say to a few people next to him: "Wang Yuwa, you came out of here at that time?"

The four people who came out of here that day, including Wang Qiwa, were also there at the moment, nodding when they heard the words, and pointed to the specific direction: "Yes, this is it, we all deliberately observed it when we came out, and it was this direction and distance." ”

The one-legged old man came to the ground with an iron-wood staff and struck the ground with it.

After making a few muffled noises and feeling it, he shook his head and said, "I don't feel the existence of an underground hollow." ”

Even so, he did not suspect that this was a lie made up by Wang Yuwa and the others, and the iron and wooden staff was heavy, his hands were all covered by the handle of the wooden staff, and his arms were stretched straight, so that his whole body leaned forward slightly.

This posture is weird and awkward in the eyes of normal people, and it feels like he is about to fall to the ground at any time, but it is the easiest for him, and it is also his signature move, and most of the weight of his entire body is supported by this iron and wood staff.

He said, "Then let's wait here!"

With that, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, like a lonely old bird left on the ground in the cold night, shrugging his shoulders and supporting the ground with one leg.

Now that he had made a decision, no one else dared to argue, and waited quietly in this abandoned house with him.

Time passed, and there was no movement except for the deeper night.

Wang Yuwa finally couldn't help but say: "Great Elder, what was said at the time was to let us wait near the stronghold of the Rotten Boy Gang, we didn't go there, but appeared here, will we miss it?"

The old man didn't speak immediately, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and said:

"At that time, it was right to say that it was there, but now it is clearly under a lot of attention, as soon as we show up, we will inevitably be discovered, since the other party is so deliberate, how can we not consider this aspect?

Since you were able to leave here that day, I don't believe they paid any attention to it. If they had the heart, they would have discovered us long ago, and the only question is whether they want to see us. ”

With that, he closed his eyes again, and the others had no doubts, and waited with him in peace.

There was no movement.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the old man suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ground that Wang Qiwa and the others pointed to just now.

The ground was like quicksand and water, silently moving away, and a passage to the depths of the earth, to the unknown, appeared before their eyes.

There was still an incredible look of shock on the faces of the others, but the old man did not hesitate and shouted softly: "Go!"

At the same time, the iron and wooden staff was a little on the ground, and with a bang, the whole person had already flown into the passage.

Seeing this, the others did not hesitate any longer, and rushed into the passage.

When the last man entered, the passage closed silently again and disappeared, leaving behind a deserted house.

Although the old man had broken one leg, he could move like the wind, and he could walk on both legs faster than the young and strong men behind him.

He acted, and in a veritable "foot does not touch the ground", even if the leg and foot are intact, they do not touch the ground.

Flying into the passage, when he fell, he was at least ten meters away from the place where he was standing just now, and just when he was about to touch the ground, the iron and wooden staff was a little on the ground again, and the arm joints were pressed and supported like springs, and the amplitude was not reached, and the whole person had already flown up again, and crossed a distance of nearly ten meters in the air.

If there was a bend in front of him, he would just fit and crash into it, and before he could get closer, the iron and wood staff would be clever and his body would be adjusted again. It seems to be reckless and violent, but it is actually light and agile.

If it weren't for the height of the underground passage that limited his play, he would have moved faster.

When he walked through this underground passage, which was not long or short, but had many twists and turns, and he completely lost the ability to judge direction, he saw the hall in front of him.

The passage was lit with wall lamps along the road, and the hall was even brighter, and he saw at a glance a group of people waiting in the hall, facing the passage where he was, and posing to greet him.

Among them, two people stood at the front.

He saw the person on the left, and the figure that flew out did not weaken in the slightest, but directly pointed at the opponent's chest.

The entire momentum of flying forward was condensed in a little between this staff, and Mo Yuan had no doubt that even if there was a meter-thick rock standing in front of him, it would have to be lit out of a hole by this staff.

This staff was not aimed at him, but at Beiqiao, the leader of the sweat towel gang next to him, who was excited.

I don't know, I think these two people have a deep hatred.

Seeing the ferocity of his staff, a stream of water had appeared out of thin air around him, and the next moment it was about to wrap around the staff.

However, he still didn't stop it after all, just watched from the sidelines.

Because from the old man's fierce momentum, he felt a certain familiar aura that made him nostalgic.

Sure enough, in the face of this rod point kill, the sweat towel gang leader stood there, and without much concession, this ferocious staff changed to a sweep before it touched his chest, and slammed it on his shoulder.