"Senior brother, do you know about the Yama Gang?" Back at the martial arts hall, Qin Ziling found Zheng Xinghan in private and asked in a low voice.

"The Yama Gang?" Zheng Xinghan frowned slightly, and said: "I've heard that there is a small gang, the gang leader is called Yan Kui, and he has some skills, and he can be regarded as a ruthless person, as if Qulin Street is his territory." By the way, I remember that the 'Flower Rhyme' gouache rouge shop is also on Qulin Street. What's the matter, Yan Kui's asking price is too high, does the owner of 'Huayun' invite you to come forward to talk? ”

"Hmm." Qin Ziling nodded, and then asked, "Does this Yan Kui have any backstage?" ”

"Backstage?" Zheng Xinghan seemed to have heard something funny, and smiled when he heard this, and then said: "This Fang Lance Outer City Xicheng District is not big, but it is definitely not small, and strength martial artists are very rare, but there are many iron-level martial artists like me." Yan Kui is just a martial artist at the level of cowhide, if it weren't for someone behind, he would be able to pull up a group of rabble to do businessless business in Fang City? ”

"So what's the big guy behind him? If you destroy him, will the big man take action? Qin Ziling asked with a slight frown.

"Big shots?" Zheng Xinghan smiled noncommittally when he heard this, and said, "You are also thinking too much. There is a saying that the gods fight and the little ghosts suffer, this sentence is put on the road, that is, the big people above are fighting, often they are fine, but the people below will suffer, because at their level, it is generally not a battle of key interests or a big feud of life and death, they will not do it themselves, and they will also let the people below do it, and they will represent their respective victories and losses, and their interests will belong. ”

"Think about it, even their own interest disputes generally don't take action in person, but let the little ghosts below come forward to fight, do you think the big people behind the small gang like Yan Kui will take action? Of course, there are also rules, the other party can't bully the small for no reason, otherwise, if our Zuo Shi goes to find trouble with those small gangs at every turn, wouldn't it be a mess? Speaking of the back, Zheng Xinghan tried his best to keep his voice low.

"I see." Qin Ziling's brows furrowed, and he nodded.

In fact, with his current ability, the strength of the martial artist can make him jealous.

Even if the rest of them met the iron-skinned level martial disciples, with their own martial arts cultivation alone, Qin Ziling would be sure to contend and even defeat.

And Yan Kui is just an old cowhide-level martial artist!

"As far as I know, Yan Kui's Yama Gang should have their name in the Dragon Palm Courtyard. Hmph, Jiang Yue, the dragon master of this Dragon Palm Courtyard, is different from Zuo Shi, he can earn any money. However, our Han Tie Palm Courtyard is not easy to mess with in Xicheng District, since the owner of the 'Huayun' gouache rouge shop has invited you to come forward, Yan Kui will still give face to some extent. You go and talk about it first, if you really can't talk about it, don't do it, then it's a big deal, I'll accompany you on a trip, and then you solve it in a fist-to-fist way. If I had accompanied you on a trip from the beginning, I would have been a little suspicious of bullying the small. Zheng Xinghan said.

"Thank you, senior brother, I understand, then I'll practice martial arts first." Qin Ziling nodded.

On this day, Qin Ziling left the martial arts hall an hour earlier than usual.

Before leaving the martial arts hall, he took the Xuanhan Iron Chicken Secret Pill and ten medicinal powders from Zheng Xinghan.

Regarding Qin Ziling's early departure, everyone thought that he was deliberately trying to avoid Nangong Yue's treat, and they were all shaking their heads in private, thinking that he would inevitably suffer a lot in the future.

Only Zheng Xinghan knew that Qin Ziling should have gone to negotiate with Yan Kui of the Yama Luo Gang.

The lair of the Yama gang is in Xianhefang.

In the compound, Yan Kui was practicing boxing with a few junior brothers shirtless.

Yan Kui was burly and tall, his muscles bulged out like iron bumps, and every punch was vigorous, not only that, but his steps were also very flexible, and he put down all the little brothers who were attacking around him in a few moments.

"A bunch of useless things!" Yan Kui scolded and kicked away the guy who was lying on the ground, holding his stomach, and then took the towel handed over by a junior brother and wiped the sweat on his body.

"Boss, I heard that Qin Ziling went to Qulin Street today." A handsome-looking man with a paper fan stepped forward and said.

This man's name is Yi Xuan, and he is the dog-headed military advisor of the Yama Gang.

"Didn't you just practice for nearly three years to break through to the mediocrity of the membrane? What's the use of him going? Yan Kui said.

"That's right, but behind that Qin Ziling is standing behind the Cold Iron Courtyard, and we originally violated the rules in this matter, he really wants to come to the door, boss, you have to have an explanation!" Yi Xuan closed the paper fan in his hand and said.

"Tell me a fart, he has a cold iron courtyard behind him, isn't there anyone behind Lao Tzu? Besides, who knows we did those things? Yan Kui said with an indifferent expression.

"I mean, harmony makes money, we only need to bite Yun Lan's sister and brother in this matter, Qin Ziling still gives some face appropriately, tossing back and forth a few times, and he understands that he can't get involved in this matter, so he naturally withdraws. But if you really don't give face, it won't be good to cause dissatisfaction among the other inner courtyard disciples of the Cold Iron Palm Courtyard. After all, they are disciples of the inner courtyard of the Han Tie Palm Academy, and we just spent money to hang up a name in the Dragon Palm Courtyard. Military advisor Yi Xuan suggested.

"What you said is also reasonable, then I'll give him some face, if he is interested, if he is not interested, then have a good time with him." Yan Kui said.

As soon as Yan Kui's words fell, a little brother at the gate came in and reported that Qin Ziling of the Han Tie Courtyard had asked to see him.

"Go and bring him in." Yan Kui commanded, and then shouted at the group of people in the courtyard, "Give me a good cheer!" ”

"Yes, helper!" Everyone answered, and then stood up straight one by one, revealing a fierce atmosphere.

Yan Kui nodded in satisfaction, then put on his clothes and sat on the throne of the gang leader in the hall.

Soon, Qin Ziling, who was wearing a black practice uniform, walked in.

Qin Ziling is one meter tall and in his early eights, and his figure is tall and burly among ordinary people, but he is still much inferior to Yan Kui, who has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, bulging muscles, and a height of 1.9 meters.

Yan Kui sat on the top seat, his qi and blood were surging, his eyes were blazing, and the scars on his face were pulled from time to time, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

On the other hand, Qin Ziling is quite handsome, and his figure is also well-proportioned and sturdy but not exaggerated and deformed because of the day and night hammering of the bronze corpse, and his body is stable and obscure, which will not give people a sense of oppression, and even if he is not wearing a practice uniform, he is more like a scholar.

"I don't know what Brother Qin is doing when he comes to the door today, what is the noble matter of my little Yama Gang?" When Yan Kui saw Qin Ziling's body, his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of disdain, but he still stood up and arched his hand and said.