He has seen the manuscript of the first edition of "Journey to the West", and the font of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing made Hua Zifang, who knew a few big characters, shocked, and thought that it was Sun Monkey who went down to earth and wrote "Journey to the West" by himself.

Later, I learned that it was Shen Liang's own handwriting.

Fortunately, Shen Liang's future manuscripts were ghostwritten by Tanchun, and Shen Liang dictated, and the words written could be eye-catching.

Hua Zifang and Lao Mo never imagined that Shen Liang, who was famous, could actually write a font that could ward off evil spirits, which simply refreshed their stereotype of readers.

Shen Liang's face turned dark, and he coughed dryly: "Brother Hua, my words are very rare, you don't cherish them now, and you don't want to be careful in the future." ”

The attacker on the side covered his mouth and snickered, and as soon as Shen Liang was about to punish him, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and then a beautiful woman broke in: "Master Jia, great, I finally found you, my helper is invited." ”

The person who came was Qi Wei's maid.

Hearing this, Shen Liang hurriedly asked her to slow down first, "What is so anxious?" ”

Xiao Yahuan breathlessly said: "Elder Song was taken away, and the helper has no choice, so let me come to find Gongzi." ”

Dongcheng, Nancangmen Hutong.

There were a lot of people sitting in the hall of the Yiwu Gang, and only the panting of everyone was heard in the hall, as if the silence before the rainstorm came.

It was at this time that Shen Liang walked in and was startled when he saw this room full of people!

Qi Wei saw Shen Liang, her worried face eased a lot, and just as she wanted to speak, she heard an old man next to her speak: "This is our Yiwu Gang's matter, why is there an outsider!" ”

Shen Liang glanced at the person who spoke, and it turned out to be another elder of the Yiwu Gang, Wang Shijing.

Shen Liang ignored him and walked in with Zhao Yun, Jia Yun, and Hua An.

Seeing that Qi Wei had an empty seat under his head, Shen Liang sat down without concessions, and opposite him, Wang Shijing was staring at him with a vicious look.

Behind Wang Shijing stood a green skin, who was also Shen Liang's old acquaintance, it was Wang Shijing's son Wang Xiaohu, he couldn't get used to Shen Liang's arrogance, and shouted: "My father is talking to you, can't you hear me?" ”

Seeing this, Jia Yun's legs were trembling.

He is most afraid of encountering these scoundrels, because these days, he has followed Shen Liang's ass and made a lot of money, as the so-called rich people spare their lives.

He did not recommend Shen Liang to come to the Yiwu Gang single-handedly, in his eyes, the Yiwu Gang was a group of rabble.

He still understands the truth that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, he is afraid that this group of gangsters does not know the severity, coupled with Shen Liang's violent temper, this is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

But Shen Liang was confident, and he asked Jia Yun to call Zhao Yun back and act as his personal bodyguard.

With Zhao Yun, a fierce general, not to mention the small Yiwu Gang, even the palace inside, he also has the confidence to take a trip.

Sure enough, without waiting for Shen Liang to speak, Zhao Yun behind him turned pale and said, "Who are you, you dare to speak wildly, lord, wait for Yun to take his head to atone for his crimes." ”

Obediently, he was about to kill someone while talking, Shen Liang hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No need, no need, kill chickens with a knife, and besides, if there is a Qi gang leader, we are not good at anti-guest." ”

Qi Wei gave him a blank look, she wished that Shen Liang would kill Wang Xiaohu so that she could have one less enemy.

Wang Xiaohu couldn't stand this anger, pointed at Zhao Yun and scolded: "Whose pants are not tied tightly and leak you, isn't it just a matter of tongue?" Dare enough to come out and go head-on! ”

Wang Xiaohu has liked to fight since he was a child, and there have been a lot of fights on the streets and alleys, and he has good roots, and the Qi family's knife skills are decent, and he can be called the first master in the Yiwu Gang.

Zhao Yun didn't speak, but glanced at Shen Liang.

Shen Liang is his lord, and if the lord doesn't speak, Zhao Yun won't make a move.

Shen Liang was also annoyed by this Wang Xiaohu, especially the other party's repeated provocations, and he simply didn't take himself as the third generation of officials in his eyes.

"Don't beat people to death." Shen Liang didn't want things to be too stiff.

Hearing Shen Liang's words, Zhao Yun couldn't hold back any longer and walked out from behind Shen Liang.

Zhao Yun stood tall, his white robe matched with a heroic posture, like a sharp arrow out of the sheath, and the cold air was pressing.

Wang Xiaohu's face was full of meat, because of excessive wine, coupled with long-term irregular work and rest, his face was pitted, like the scene of a car accident, seeing the handsome and abnormal Zhao Yun, he felt uncomfortable: "Little white face, I'm afraid, it's too late to admit defeat now, otherwise as soon as Lao Tzu makes a move, he will beat your little white face to pieces, and then your master won't like you." ”

Zhao Yun shouted violently: "Shut up! How dare a thief insult my lord! ”

Shen Liang is Zhao Yun's reverse scale, and if he touches it, he will be angry!

Wang Xiaohu is a veteran of fighting, so he used words to provoke Zhao Yun, and then took the opportunity to make a move, only to see a jab in his right hand and go straight to Zhao Yun's front door.

The two of them were not far away, and this time it was a surprise, Wang Xiaohu was full of confidence, and planned to make the little white face in front of him kneel and beg for mercy with one move.

Wang Xiaohu, who was born at the bottom, envied Shen Liang the most for being a rich child, and at the same time hated Shen Liang the most.

He couldn't get used to seeing Shen Liang's appearance of being high up and not startled, which made him look like a monkey jumping up and down.

He hated Shen Liang's eyes when he looked at Qi Wei even more, because in his heart, Qi Wei belonged to him, and he was Qi Wei's true destiny, but during this time, as Qi Wei and Shen Liang spent more and more time in contact, Wang Xiaohu found that he might have to lose this woman.

This is something he cannot tolerate.

He also wanted to beat Shen Liang hard, but reason told him that if he dared to touch Shen Liang's finger, tomorrow the Yiwu Gang would be removed from Shenjing City.

Today finally waited for an opportunity, he was going to beat the little white face behind Shen Liang fiercely.

He wants Qi Wei to see that he is tough!

Wang Xiaohu's wish is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, his unexpected punch actually missed, and the little white face on the opposite side dodged lightly and avoided it.

Wang Xiaohu was a little surprised, but that was all, and then he took an arrow step and raised his knee to crash into the opponent's crotch.

This is a set of combos, the jab can be the best naturally, if you don't hit, this broken knee is a back move, enough for the other party to spend the rest of his life in bed.

Wang Xiaohu's face showed a cruel look, and he couldn't wait to appreciate the painful expression of Xiaobai's face.

Smack-

Zhao Yun also raised his knee and bumped into it, and the knees of the two people happened to collide together.

The ending is obvious, like an egg hitting a stone, Wang Xiaohu's tenacious egg, in an instant, the chicken flew and the egg fell apart.

Click-A crisp fracture sound sounded, and Wang Xiaohu's right leg was twisted and deformed.

"Ahh

Wang Xiaohu let out a miserable howl that was not like a human voice, his knee was shattered, his right leg was fractured, and the severe pain almost made him faint directly.

But Zhao Yun on the other side would not let him go so easily, his right arm was slightly raised, pinching Wang Xiaohu's chin, gentle as a touch between lovers, he gently pinched Wang Xiaohu's chin, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound.

I didn't see Zhao Yun exert force, Wang Xiaohu's jaw was directly pinched and shattered, and he couldn't even let out a miserable howl.

The shattered jaw hung on the jaw, the tongue was pulled down from the severe pain, and the saliva dripped uncontrollably like a dog in the summer.

A few big yellow teeth crackled and fell to the ground.

Then like a rag, Zhao Yun threw him on the ground, Wang Xiaohu curled up in pain, like a leech sprinkled with salt, writhing his body wildly.

There was also a frantic pant of "ho-ho-" from his mouth.

Hiss - the gang members in the Yiwu gang gasped when they saw it.

Fights are commonplace for the people of the Yiwu Gang, but they can fight so easily, but the result is so tragic, they are the first time they have seen each other.