The people who were wandering on Liuli Street, when they saw that Zhang Gongzi from the City Lord's Mansion was coming, they all showed a look of horror, and the pretty ladies took their own maids, or took a carriage, or turned into the alley, and left in a hurry, thinking about the idle men who took advantage of it, and they also put away their dirty thoughts, and ran away without a trace, just kidding, our Zhang Gongzi doesn't like anyone to watch, a few days ago, there was a foreigner, and he met Zhang Gongzi to flirt with a woman, and wanted to do that chivalrous and righteous thing, I heard that he is still locked up in prison and has not come out.

The city lord is old and has a son, and he dotes on this son very much, almost to the point of responding to requests, and the people of Fengyang City are suffering.

And this gentleman is not exactly a straw bag, for more than ten years, he has figured out a set of secrets, bigger than his father's official fatal stammer, rich people work together, you pay and I contribute, everyone earns together, as for those who have no money and no power, they will stay where they are cool, and the persimmons should be pinched softly, and they have reached the peak.

Last night I saw a woman in red outside the Phoenix Pavilion, Zhang Qisheng was shocked, I wanted to laugh a few words, but I didn't expect that group of people to be bold and beat themselves, that group of people looked at the eyes, it should not be a local, today after wandering around the city for a long time, he finally found a trace. ”

Zhang Qisheng took two steps on the spot, stared at the woman in red with triangular eyes, and unconsciously scratched his crotch, I didn't see it clearly last night, I didn't expect to see it again today, well, I almost killed him, stretched out his finger and pointed at the woman, hehe smiled: "My son was beaten by you last night, and I still say that sentence today, as long as this little lady is willing to accompany my son to drink two cups, last night's incident will not be blamed, otherwise..."

When the evil slaves behind him heard this, they waved the weapons in their hands at the right time, and the meaning was self-evident.

Zhang Qisheng is five short in stature, fat as a pig, with small eyebrows and small eyes, a garlic nose and a toad's mouth, and a mole the size of a copper coin at the corner of his mouth, on which grows a dark and shiny coarse hair, which floats coquettishly with the movements of his mouth.

Zhao Wan'er resisted the urge to vomit, took a step back, and turned her head to stop looking at the person.

The two Xuanjia Battalion soldiers held several boxes of rouge in one hand and a war knife in the other hand in front of the two women, their expressions calm.

Usually the people I meet don't say that they are scared to the buttocks, and they are more or less afraid, but the four people in front of them not only did not show the slightest fear, but looked indifferent, Zhang Qisheng sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed the big knife of one person next to him, pointed at the four people and said: "Okay, you guys really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and you dare not even accept the kindness of this son, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Don't move, don't move, the remaining two will be beaten to death!"

The thin monkey man was snatched of the knife and his hand was empty, and when he heard Gongzi's words, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward with his bare hands, and more than a dozen thugs from the city lord's mansion behind him waved the weapons in their hands and roared and followed.

As soon as the thin monkey rushed in front of the man with the saber, his eyes lit up, and his body flew backwards and flew backwards, and as he fell, he smashed an unlucky man with a stick.

The people rushing behind hurriedly dodged the two of them, and the only bit of momentum they had collapsed instantly.

The two masters of the Xuanjia Battalion looked at these people with contempt in their hearts, the master was a waste of firewood, and his subordinates were all rabble.

The two looked at each other, both a little bitter.

At the beginning, Captain Yu found the two of them and repeatedly told them that everything on this trip should be low-key, and they should not disclose the whereabouts of the son, and they should endure everything if they can, and if they can't do it, they will be decided by the little son, and they must not act recklessly.

The two of them are both elite scouts from the Xuanjia battalion, the eldest one is named Liu Cang, but thirty, with a mediocre appearance, making a good knife in one hand, and the small one is just reaching the crown, with a bookish anger that is incompatible with the military martial arts, named Yang Su, ruthless, once cut off fifteen heads of the enemy in a battle, and they are all famous ruthless people in the battalion.

It's just that now that there is a military order in his body, he can't help them come nonsense, Yang Su turned around and put the rouge in the hands of the two of them into Zhao Wan'er's arms, and said eagerly: "Two girls, you go first, go back to find the little boy, my brothers are responsible for blocking them!"

Zhao Wan'er nodded, turned around and hurriedly ran towards the Phoenix Pavilion with Xiaoqing.

When Zhang Qisheng saw that the two little ladies were about to slip away, he immediately jumped like thunder, and shouted loudly: "Stop them for my son!

At the end of Liuli Street, Zhao Wan'er hurriedly glanced back and saw that two men from the Xuanjia Battalion had stopped more than 20 people, so that they could not enter.

Finally saw the tall Phoenix Pavilion, Zhao Wan'er threw the rouge box in her hand on the ground with a hula, and said to Xiaoqing that it will be handed over to you, so she rushed in, and after knocking down a few busy little guys with her head overwhelmed, she panted and saw Li Xuanji in Qifeng Garden.

Zhao Wan'er's eyes immediately turned red, and she said anxiously: "Brother Xuanji, we met that disciple last night on the street, he brought a lot of people, the two eldest brothers asked me and Xiaoqing to come back first, they are still fighting with those people, Brother Xuanji hurry up to save them!"

Li Xuanji, who had an ugly face, walked out of the pavilion and asked in a deep voice, "Where are they now?" ”

Zhao Wan'er wiped her eyes and hurriedly replied, "In a place called Liuli Street, Wan'er will take you there." ”

Li Xuanji hung Lan Xinghe on his waist, nodded and said, "Without further ado, let's go." ”

When passing through the lobby, Li Xuanji stopped and explained to Lady Feng: "If Madame sees my subordinate come back later, let him go to Liuli Street to find me." ”

The woman's heart moved, and she secretly thought that something must have happened, so she nodded and responded: "Don't worry, the slave family is sitting here and waiting." ”

On the way, Li Xuanji followed behind Zhao Wan'er, and saw that her hair was sticking to her sideburns and neck because of the sweat on her head, and the whole person showed some signs of exhaustion, Wen Yan comforted: "Miss Wan'er, don't worry, both of them are masters carefully selected from the Xuanjia Battalion, and they are powerful, and they can deal with more than a dozen evil slaves." ”

Originally, things were indeed as he said, and Liu Cang and the others relied on their own strength and the experience they had honed on the battlefield to beat seven or eight people without much effort.

Zhang Qisheng saw that these two people had two brushes, and the people he brought were obviously not enough to see, so he quietly called a person and whispered a few words, and the person sneered and reflexively withdrew from the battlefield.

The field was still a one-sided situation, the two of them were like a leisurely stroll, every time they shot, one of them fell, and after a while, there were more than 20 moaning and screaming city lord's thugs lying on the ground.

The field looked miserable, but no one was fatally injured, and the two were afraid of causing trouble for the little boy, so the knife didn't even come out.

Although the remaining five or six men held swords and sticks and had fierce eyes, none of them dared to step forward again.

Liu Yang and the others were silent, turned around to leave, and were stopped by Zhang Qisheng in the distance: "What's the matter, the two heroes beat so many people in Bengongzi, they want to leave, can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Suddenly, Liu Cang felt a strong wind behind him, quickly pushed Yang Su beside him, turned around and threw a punch, and punched the person behind him.

A strong force came, Liu Cang couldn't help but kick back a few steps, and after standing still, he squinted and saw an old man standing with his hands in his hands.

Yang Su returned to Liu Cang's side, saw his slightly trembling right arm, lowered his body and asked, "Brother Liu, are you okay?" ”

Liu Cang made a look, and the two of them slowly stacked their right hands on the hilt, ready to attack.

Zhang Qisheng pointed to the gray-clothed old man in front of him and said: "If the two of you can defeat this, this son will let you go, by the way, I kindly remind you, this son is a guest of the city lord's mansion, but he has a small grandmaster and a great perfection realm, and you ask for more blessings." ”

The old man in gray strode towards Liu Yang and the two, his hair fluttering, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

The war knives in the hands of the two violently unsheathed, bending down and rushing forward in unison, and when they were one foot away from the old man, the two knives slashed at the old man's chest and abdomen.

A touch of disdain flashed on the face of the gray-clothed old man, and the figure of the forward rush suddenly turned, avoiding the two blades, and while the two of them were still swordsman, he smashed a fist on Yang Su's right shoulder.

Yang Su was unstable, tried his best to avoid Liu Cang on his side, fell to the ground, slid two feet away, and hit the wall of the house on the side of the road before stopping.

Liu Cang took the opportunity to turn the blade, twisted his waist and turned out a big circle, swept out, and the knife was pressing.

The gray-clothed old man showed a hint of surprise, took a step with his left foot, stopped in front of the knife, the five fingers of his right hand emitted a faint red light like a hook, grabbed the Xueliang blade, and slapped Liu Cang's chest with his left hand.

Yang Su, who got up, saw this scene, his body rushed quickly, kicked his feet hard, jumped high, held the war knife above his head with both hands, and slashed down at the old man's arm.

The old man frowned, his right hand was slightly forced, and he threw Liu Cang, who was holding the knife, out of the air, and stepped out of a small arc circle under his feet, which was able to dodge the other knife that followed, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, these two people were mediocre in force, and they were so difficult to deal with with their skillful cooperation, staring at the young man who flew down, and punched him in the abdomen, Yang Su suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew away.

The old man did not give up, and was about to catch up with the man and give him an understanding, when he suddenly heard an exclamation from behind him.

The gray-clothed old man looked back, and saw that the man who had been thrown out by himself just now was rushing towards Zhang Qisheng with a knife, and he couldn't help but be shocked, no longer caring about the young man in front of him, his toes made a footprint on the bluestone floor, his body was as fast as a meteor, and he approached Liu Cang in a blink of an eye.

Up to now, Liu Cang can't care about the military order, capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as the fat pig in front of him is restrained, the two brothers will have a chance to live, looking at Zhang Qisheng who was close at hand with a frightened face, Liu Cang was overjoyed, it was done!

At this critical moment, the gray-clothed old man came from behind, passed by Liu Cang, brutally snatched the middle war knife in his hand, turned around and blocked in front of Zhang Qisheng, the war knife in his hand flicked upward, and the snow bright knife light flashed away, and he saw Liu Cang's left arm broken at the shoulder, flying into the air with blood rain.

The old man followed and lifted a kick and kicked Liu Cang, who was full of pain, out of the air, clean and neat.

Yang Su stared angrily, with a look of disbelief, staring blankly at Liu Cang, who was screaming in pain, and let out an angry roar after half a day, and crawled over to hug Liu Cang, howling and crying!

Zhang Qisheng, who escaped, wiped the cold sweat on his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Keqing, go and slaughter these two people!"

The gray-clothed old man looked indifferent, carrying a blood-dripping war knife, and walked slowly.