Luo Heng's face was silent, and his pace did not change.

Continue on for a while.

Pretend to be attracted by the hat stall on the side of the road, and look at the hat on it casually.

The corner of his eye swept over, and sure enough, he saw those suspicious people, paying attention to themselves intentionally or unintentionally......

It seems that these people are really eyeing themselves.

Now people outside think that those things in the warehouse of the Fuqing Gang were taken by themselves.

Whoever wants to find the smoke and carry the gun.

will come to themselves!

Throwing down a piece of ocean, Luo Heng chose a black top hat to put on his head.

With the boss bowing down and thanking him, he continued to move forward.

Passing by a fork in the road, Luo turned sharply.

Running down the alley, his footsteps disappearing quickly and hurriedly......

The bearded man, who had fallen far behind, exchanged glances with the young man.

The bearded man scolded: "Damn, he found us, that kid wants to escape......"

The two of them chased after them.

At the same time, on the street, seven or eight men dressed in different clothes gathered towards the alleyway......

The young man waved his hand and ordered, "Go to two people, take a shortcut to the exit on the other side, and be sure to hold him back......"

In the crowd, two people were immediately separated and ran to another alley.

Apparently, the group was familiar with the nearby terrain.

The bearded man took the lead and rushed into the alleyway.

The young man subconsciously pressed his hand to his waist.

led a few of his subordinates and followed closely.

Just turned into the alley.

Suddenly, there was a bang......

The bearded figure that ran at the front paused and jerked back.

The young man instinctively reached out and held his back.

On the bearded body, there is a huge force.

The two pushers took a few steps back at the same time.

That's what keeps you on your feet.

Several people looked up in unison and looked into the alleyway.

I saw Luo Heng, who they thought was going to escape.

With a playful face, he swaggered in the alleyway.

"You look like you're looking for me?"

The young man was slightly stunned, and pressed the manual movement on his waist.

A hint of horror flashed in the bearded man's eyes.

One hand pressed on the wrist of the young companion and said with a smile: "Haha, Master Luo, right?" On the mansion of Huang Shilang Huang in the contemptible Goose City, the head of the regimental training sect, Wu Zhichong, ......"

Luo Heng said secretly, I already recognized the two of you coming.

But he said quietly: "Look at the shelf you just made, you are also practicing the eight poles?" ”

Wu Zhichong grinned and said: "Yes, Wu Mou's eight poles, the thirty-first year of Guangxu, the martial artist appointed by the emperor ......"

"Needless to say, this kind of."

Luo Heng waved his hand impatiently and sneered: "What years are it, the emperor of the previous dynasty can't care about the current affairs."

"It's okay for you to hide in the corners and fool those poor and remote people. Moving to Foshan doesn't work. Say, you guys, why are you sneaking after me? ”

Wu Zhichong's face fell.

He has always regarded his identity as a martial artist as a kind of show-off.

Everyone introduces themselves like this.

In Goose City, everyone was also in awe of his identity as a martial artist.

Luo Heng is not used to him.

In fact, when he watched a movie in his previous life, Luo Heng found out that this guy was a braggart.

First, in the 27th year of Guangxu, the imperial court ordered the abolition of the martial arts. His thirty-one years are not right at all.

Second, those who pass the township examination are called lifters, and they are tested in the province, and they cannot see the emperor.

This guy's rhetoric is simply untenable!

Although after crossing over, Luo Heng discovered the timeline of many things in this world.

There is a deviation from the real history.

For example, the plot of letting the bullets fly takes place during the Beiyang period.

According to the history known in the previous life, more than ten years have passed at this time.

Master Huang should have died a long time ago.

But whether it is Ma Bangde and the others he met some time ago, or Wu Zhichong and Hu Wan who appear in front of him now.

all show that the plot of "Let the Bullets Fly" has not yet started at this time.

Zhang Muzhi, who is likely to have to call his uncle, doesn't know which ravine he is nesting in to be a bandit at this time......

Wu Zhichong gritted his teeth and said in a rough voice: "Okay, I'll just say it."

"We, Master Huang, lost a batch of goods in Foshan. I heard that it is in the hands of Master Luo.

"Before we went out this time, Master Huang had an order to bring things back. Master Luo won't embarrass us, will he? ”

Luo Heng frowned and said, "What is Master Huang and Master Hong, you can find it yourself if he loses something, I didn't take it"

"The whole of Foshan knows that the things in the warehouse of the Fuqing Gang are in your hands, and you said you didn't take it?"

Next to him, the young Hu Wan scolded sharply.

And he stretched out his hand, and took it into his waist.

Wu Zhichong stopped him again at this time.

Laughing: "Oops...... Don't worry, this is Foshan, not Goose City. Dead people lose money!

"You don't know the temper of the master, wow? Waste this money, and you will have to be hung up again when you go back! ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to Luo Heng and smiled, "Master Luo, you're not bored."

"We've inquired, and it's in your hands. Hand it over, everyone is practicing the Eight Extremes, and maybe they can be friends. ”

Luo Heng sneered in his heart.

He knew very well what these two people were.

One sings white-faced, the other red-faced.

The acting is good.

In the movie, these two people are playing this game, forcing the little sixth son, who is not very good at braining, to pull his stomach open and prove his innocence!

Wu Zhichong seemed to be trying to dissuade Hu Wan.

In fact, there is an implicit threat in every word of the discourse.

What the fuck is a dead man to lose money?

Isn't it just saying that beating someone to death is losing some money, and at most their group of people will go back and be scolded?

Joke! Will Luo Heng be afraid of them?

However, looking at Wu Zhichong, Luo Heng suddenly had a thought in his heart.

According to the speculation of the first two origin points, it seems that the treasure chest obtained from the important characters in the plot of the movie has a chance to obtain.

Wu Zhichong's role in "Let the Bullets Fly".

It seems like no less, wow?

At least it's about the same as looking for Jinshan?

Why don't you take this opportunity to give it a try?

With this thought, Luo Heng's tone changed, and he said with a smile: "If you don't take it, you haven't taken it, you are looking for the wrong person."

"Then again, even if I took it, why should I give it to you?"

Wu Zhichong sank his face: "Boy, Lao Tzu is polite to you, don't toast and don't eat and drink......"

Luo Heng sneered: "What can you do to me?" Let's do it, we are all practicing the eight poles, let's fight, whether you win or lose, I will help you find that batch of tobacco soil. ”

"Why should we believe you?"

At this time, Hu Wan couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

Luo Heng smiled: "You can find out that I destroyed the Fuqing Gang, and you should have heard of my name."

"I'm in Foshan, and I'm called Luo Invincible, so I won't deceive you and ruin your reputation!"

Just now, Wu Zhi rushed to the front.

has already fought with Luo Heng once.

In his heart, he was not sure how to deal with Luo Heng, and secretly glanced at Hu Wan.

smiled: "Haha, Master Luo is bright!" I'll fight with you! ”

With one hand behind his back, he quietly beckoned to Hu Wan.

But he said, "Master Luo, please!" ”

Luo Heng didn't seem to see the small movements of the two at all.

Make your signature move.

Jiro Danshan style!

Laughing: "Come on!" ”