There is a secret door in the casino that leads to the next level of fireworks.

The young man took the lead, and the others sandwiched Zhao Rang in the middle.

Two and a half fists came out from behind the counter, personally lifted the curtain, opened the secret door, and said:

"Slow down and have fun below!"

Zhao Rang bowed slightly at him.

After all, the two and a half fists just now gave the fruit plate actually relieved him, and Zhao Rang still remembered this favor.

It's just that he is more worried about Yuan Kexin's safety now!

The people here have completely abandoned the so-called "morality" and "rules", and Wang Qingshan wanted to make a move on Yuan Kexin during the day, but fortunately he was blocked by him. Now he was caught by the other party, and directly pinched Yuan Kexin in his hand as a threat.

This kind of unscrupulous behavior is extremely despised by Zhao Rang. But now, he is helpless.

Walking down the stairs behind the secret door, the sweet and greasy smell of fat powder made Zhao Rang frown.

The lower floor is much bleaker than the gambling house.

All the lampshades are covered with a layer of red tulle, giving people an illusory feeling, as if in a dream.

There was a thick carpet on the ground, and every step Zhao took was like walking on a cloud.

He kept his eyes open as hard as he could, trying to get used to the atmosphere and smell as quickly as possible, while keeping a firm eye on the young man walking in front of him.

Walking into the middle of the hallway, the young man pushed the door open and entered a room on the right.

Zhao Ranggang was about to follow in, but a person behind him grabbed his shoulder and motioned for him to hand over the knife on his body.

Zhao Rang had no other choice but to untie the knife on his waist and hand it over.

But the other party didn't seem to be satisfied, and pointed to the overalls that Zhao Rang was wearing.

Zhao Rang suppressed his temper, took off his coat again, threw it heavily on the ground, and then entered the house.

There is nothing special in the room, except that there is a wall in the middle, which makes the space a little cramped.

On the wall hangs a large tapestry with a symmetrical pattern extending from the corners to the center.

In the center is a huge falcon rising from the sky.

The falcon carries a bright star on its back.

The last time Zhao Rang saw the pattern of the eagle, it was still on the blood eagle warriors under the command of Zephyr in the Shang Alliance.

However, the eagle worn by the Blood Eagle Warrior has no stars behind it, and its posture is slightly different.

However, in the Western Regions, the position occupied by the eagle is no different from the Dawei people who like dragons and phoenixes, so Zhao Rang can't see why.

The young man stood beside the tapestry, and when Zhao Rang read it carefully, he reached out and pulled the lanyard hanging next to him, and the tapestry rolled up layer by layer.

What the tapestry covered was a wall made of glass!

Such a huge and complete glass is extremely rare in Dawei, and there is no way to forge glass in the Western Regions, so it can only be purchased from Dawei at a sky-high price, and then transferred here in a bumpy way.

Only then did Zhao Rang know that the reason why the room seemed small was because the glazed wall separated a large part of the room's space.

In the partition space, an iron cage is placed.

In the iron cage, there was a girl who seemed to be asleep, motionless, extremely quiet.

The young man snapped his fingers, and the glass partition immediately lit up, and Zhao Rang saw clearly that the girl lying in the iron cage was Yuan Kexin!

"What's wrong with her?!"

Zhao Rang was full of anger, couldn't hold back it anymore, and took the lead.

But there is no knife in his hand, so he can only shake it with fists and feet that he is not good at.

I saw Zhao Rangfei kick the young man in the middle with his legs, but the young man didn't dodge, but puffed up his chest, took Zhao Rang's kick, and then threw a punch.

Zhao Rang couldn't change his moves in the air, and he had nowhere to use his strength to turn his body, so he had to shrink his arms to block, but he was still upside down by this punch.

With this move alone, it can be seen that the young man's fist and foot kung fu is definitely above Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang expected that if he only used his fists and feet, he would definitely not be able to take it all over, so he wanted to take his knife back.

Who expected young people to be extremely fast.

As soon as Zhao Rang got up, he immediately posted it.

The punch made in a hurry was powerless, and the young man's body did not move, and he could not pose the slightest threat.

Zhao Rang instead hit the young man's right hand with a hook!

The iron rod-like arm attacked, Zhao Rang raised his arms and wanted to block, but the young man changed his move halfway, twisted his body, pressed Zhao Rang's forearm, and then pulled down, breaking the defense.

Zhao Rang hurriedly squatted down, barely avoiding the young man's bent elbow blow.

As a result, he stumbled, was caught by the young man, kicked him in the chest, and fell to the ground solidly.

The sharp pain in his chest made Zhao Rang breathless for a while, and the fishy sweetness oozed from his throat.

After forcibly lifting his strength and temporarily suppressing it, he got up in pain and attacked again.

This time, Zhao Rang changed his tactics.

The first left fist as a feint, when the young man raised his arm to block, he used his human way to return the body, with the help of pulling down, breaking the block, and at the same time the right hand punch immediately followed.

The young man didn't expect Zhao Rang to be able to learn and sell on the spot, so he hurriedly bent down and dodged.

Zhao Rang pressed his hands down, hugged the young man's neck, and slammed his head into his knees.

I don't want the young man to move faster, so he punches Zhao Rang's armpit.

Zhao Rang's whole body fell to the side, and he rolled on the spot before he stopped his body.

The young man snorted, roared, and with several kicks, Zhao Rang dodged again and again, and retreated to the corner.

Although Zhao Rang's moves are flexible, he is indeed not good at punches and kicks, and he is extremely passive......

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Rang suddenly thought that although he didn't have a knife in his hand, wouldn't his fists and feet be used as knives?

He is not good at fist and foot kung fu, and there is no need to fight against him with hard bridges and hard horses. If you use your fists and feet to make up for what you are not good at, wouldn't it just make up for what you are not good at? Maybe you can surprise the other party and make your way unclear.

As soon as he wanted to make some eyebrows, the young man volleyed in the air and struck again.

Zhao Rang directly raised his leg and dragged it sideways, stopped it in mid-air, and then kicked out again.

The young man was stunned, he didn't understand why Zhao Rang was suddenly able to improve so much!

Zhao Rang saw that it was effective, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart! .

If this leg is a knife, this young man has become a lame!

The young man was looking for that leg, and he didn't dare to be careless. After gathering his mind, he stepped forward, raised his right leg and kicked Zhao Rang Fang's armpit again.

Zhao Rang jumped sideways, and after avoiding this blow, his body jumped high, mobilized his strength, and threw a punch with all his strength, hitting the young man in the chest.

When the young man saw Zhao Rang's old skills repeated, he didn't care, and felt that he could completely withstand it with his hard skills in the outer door.

But when the punch came into contact with his body, the young man's face changed suddenly.

With a loud shout, he took several steps back before he could barely stand firm.

"Come and don't be rude, this is to pay you back!"

Zhao Rang said, but his figure was not slow, he rushed forward with arrows, using his fists as knives, and punched out quickly.

With such a fist speed, the power should not be strong.

can start from the second punch, Zhao Rang's fist speed remains the same, but the power is superimposed with one punch, like a big river to the east, endless!

Encourage to resist the next three punches, and the young man has reached the limit.

In the fourth punch, Zhao Rangjie hit him firmly in front of the door.

"Click!"

The mask on the young man's face was shattered.

"It's you!"

Seeing the young man's face clearly, Zhao Rang exclaimed.

This young man was the man in the inn where he lived, and he was proficient in Dawei!

No wonder Yuan Kexin would be caught so easily, it turned out that since the three of them stayed in this inn, they had been in the game without knowing it.

At the beginning, this guy had a lot of caravans, so Dawei's words were smooth, and he and the others were not suspicious.

After all, after a long period of trade, both the brothers and sisters Yuan Mingkong and Yuan Kexin can speak proficient in the Western Regions. On the other hand, nothing is impossible.

Zhao Rang thought to himself that he and the others had a secret conversation with the horse dealer, Lao Xiucai, Sanshan and others, and they must all be in the hands of this guy.

And with his fists and feet of a hard bridge and a hard horse, those who can subdue and drive him will naturally not be ordinary people.

In the final analysis, it was Zhao who made them underestimate this place.

The royal city, one of the four kingdoms in the Western Regions, is not a simple place?

The guy got up from the ground with difficulty, and Zhao Rang's punch broke his eyebrow bone, so that half of his face was soaked in blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

But he was still unwilling, yelled, and attacked with a punch.

"Enough!"

A very majestic voice came from the darkness behind him.

The person who spoke was still a woman.

Hearing this scolding, the fist that the guy had just raised immediately fell and hung down at his side.

At the same time, he turned around, lowered his head, and bowed to the ground where the voice came.

Soon, a shadow appeared in front of Zhao Rang.

The person who came was a woman from the Western Regions.

He is tall and tall, with delicate and three-dimensional facial features.

Wearing a long red dress embroidered with gold thread and precious stones with blooming pomegranate flowers, the long skirt swayed and mopped the floor as she walked, like the sunset on the horizon flowing on the earth.

A pair of blue eyes, like a deep sea, shimmering with a breathtaking light.

But when she gestured, she was extremely indifferent, as if she was a goddess of the Tianshan Mountains, overlooking all living beings.

"Get out!"

The woman walked up to the guy and spat out a word softly.

When the guy heard this, he trembled and shrunk into a ball, and he actually rolled backwards......

It wasn't until his figure and sound were completely engulfed by the darkness behind the house that the woman continued to walk forward, bowed slightly at Zhao Rang, smiled slightly, and said in an extremely standard majestic language:

"The subordinates are not sensible, and I hope that Zhao Gongzi will not be strange!"

Seeing that Zhao Rang was indifferent, the woman continued.

"The Zhao family in the north is famous, and those who cultivate martial arts will inevitably want to try their skills when they encounter them. Zhao Gongzi, who practices martial arts, must be able to understand the thoughts of this little guy, right? ”

The woman's words were very polite, but Yuan Kexin was still locked in an iron cage, the situation was unknown, Zhao Rang was in no mood to talk nonsense with her at all, raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Kexin behind the glass wall, and said coldly:

"Let go!"