"Xiao Yan, Qi Zehui, come down quickly!" Mo Wen and Yang Yuqin didn't pay attention to the movements of these two people at all, and they were already panicked at this time: "If you fight with real knives and real guns, you will suffer a big loss!"

"Fuck, Master Mo, you old man don't have to say much!" Qi Zehui unceremoniously pointed at Master Huang in the stands, and scolded: "I have long seen that this yellow dog is not pleasing to the eye, first squeezed us outside, and now squeezes all of us here, in the early years, did you instigate others to poison the children of the Mo family! There is no martial virtue at all, how can you bear to beat them to death! What kind of hatred and resentment? It is really a loss of conscience, so shameless!"

Including Mo Wen, no one expected that these two bastards who suddenly jumped out would talk about things so nakedly, and for a while, many masters and older disciples were blindsided.

"You!" Master Huang was in a mess even if he was able to hold his breath again, "The wild boy from there!

"Phew, I'll spray your grandmother's grave!" Qi Zehui crossed his waist and scolded the street with a scolding posture: "You only dare to be so angry by marrying the official family, but in reality? You are just a leper dog who bullies people! I don't understand, you are a county magistrate, you are clearly being used by others, and you have a grudge against the masters of the whole city, how can you still be willing to mess around with this yellow dog?"

"You...... You ......" The county commander was so angry that his face turned red and white, and he was speechless for a while.

When everyone saw this strange plot, they didn't change their colors on the surface, but in fact, they were already surprised and happy in their hearts, and their happiness blossomed.

"Diao Min! You are so bold!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the master hurriedly jumped out: "You are a grass citizen, dare to talk to the county order like this? Believe it or not, I asked the messenger to detain you and put you in prison!"

"Scream, call your grandmother!" Qi Zehui was not afraid at all, jumped twice on the plum blossom pile, and scolded: "Lao Tzu hasn't scolded you yet, you dog skin plaster! Walking the streets and alleys all day long, relying on himself to be a dog's leg to eat and drink, holding a chicken feather as an arrow, yelling at others, and receiving many gifts from others in private, I'm afraid you can't count yourself, right? Is he the county commander, or are you the county magistrate?"

"Poof!" One of the martial arts hall disciples couldn't hold back and laughed.

"You!" the master turned pale with anger, "Someone! Lord Prefectural, let people arrest this thief!"

"Yo, are you still energetic?" Qi Zehui sat down on the stake with his knees crossed, "Then I'm welcome!" You said, a month ago, you and the county commander's wife were strolling on Tongsi Street and took the opportunity to touch her buttocks, right?"

"What... What!" Master's head exploded, "You make it up!"

"Don't admit it, the young master in this county knows a lot of things!" Qi Zehui smiled and raised his voice: "Half a month ago, in the pavilion by the lake, you saw that there was no one around, not only took the hand of the county commander's wife, but also kissed her - oops, a big mouthful, right?"

"Don't, don't talk nonsense!" The master was already sweating and his legs were trembling in shock, he glanced at the county order beside him who didn't say a word, and shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

"Oh~ Three days ago, at the Caiyun Inn, you secretly stuffed the shopkeeper with a lot of silver, and asked him to open a private room upstairs for you——"

"Stop!" the county magistrate slapped the table, his waist was not sore, his legs were not shaking, he was not panting, and he walked out of the stands without looking back.

The master's head "buzzed", he was already weak, took a few steps back, and collapsed on the stands.

"It only took a few words to fall? Qi Zehui whistled proudly and secretly gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up.

"Whew-whew-" Master Huang took a few deep breaths and said viciously: "What a clever little ghost! I'll just say look at why you are so familiar! There is a stupid boy in the Mo family who runs on a long bench all day long, and he has found a stinky beggar who asks for food as an apprentice!"

"Hey, I said you-" Qi Zehui straightened up and glared angrily at Master Huang, everyone held their breath, thinking that he was going to say something amazing, but they didn't think that he took a deep breath, and scolded directly like a ruffian: "You don't have a face to die, insidious and cunning, eat dog shit and drink horse urine, your wife steals people's son, mentally retarded brother, turns her eyes on her daughter, makes a prostitute, the ancestral grave smokes black smoke, the old man who sells her ass is a white maggot, a dog, and a dog dislikes your dick and can't reach its eyes!"

This is not only the masters and disciples of other martial arts halls, but even several disciples of the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall are trembling because of the laughter.

"I'll kill you!" Master Huang was furious, lifted the knife he carried with him from the stands, jumped forward, and rushed over with a meteor, making a gesture about to make a move, but was blocked by several tall figures.

Master Huang raised his head and looked at it, but it was Mo Wen, Master Wang, and Master Zhao. Mo Wen, the leader, said with a smile: "Master Huang, according to the regulations, the hall owner can only be a bystander, not on stage, have you forgotten this matter?"

Master Huang glared at them viciously, and waved his big hand: "Huang Li, Huang Ling, Huang Yi!"

"Here!" There were a few neat shouts from behind him, and three burly and sturdy disciples stood up and clenched their fists respectfully at Master Huang.

"You guys, go on!" Master Huang waved his hand impatiently.

"Disciple commands!" The three of them bowed respectfully, and jumped on the plum blossom stake in the ring with dexterity.

"President Sun, are you still presiding?" Mo Wen turned to look at Chairman Sun, who was already extremely embarrassed.

"This ...... Okay......" Chairman Sun glanced at the collapsed master and the entrance to the venue where the county order had already left, and sighed.

"Hmph, I want to see what a fool and a beggar can do!" Master Huang flicked his sleeves fiercely, turned around and walked back to his place.

"Master Mo, let's ......" Master Wang and Master Zhao arched his hand to Mo Wen, revealing a bit of embarrassment in his words.

"Let's go back," Mo Wen waved his hand at them, "see the result." ”

"Hui Shao, are you sure you want to come first?" Xiao Yan had already gotten off the plum blossom pile at this time, and his upper body was lying on the edge of the ring and looked at Qi Zehui who was gearing up on the field with some concern.

"You just put a hundred hearts!" Qi Zehui looked at the Huang family disciple with a gloomy face on the opposite side with excitement, twisted his neck and broke his fingers, and pressed the joints to crackle: "This lottery, I will take it for the Mo family!"

"Both sides prepare!" came President Sun's deep voice from under the ring.

"Huang Jiawu Pavilion, Huang Li!" Huang Li, who was tall and tall, looked at the slightly thin Qi Zehui with some vigilance, and when he saw that the person who came was actually a pair of black and rotten broken cotton shoes under his neat and clean short suit, and his left foot also showed two toes full of mud, his eyes revealed a little disgust and disdain.

"Mo Family Martial Arts Pavilion, Huang Li's father!" Qi Zehui lazily arched his hand and replied.

"Rampant!" Huang Li shouted angrily, and strode over with a stake on a stake.

"I haven't shouted to start yet!" Chairman Sun's voice was a little helpless.

"I don't think I need to!" Qi Zehui responded with a grin, lifted a breath from the dantian, and flew up to meet him.

Everyone in the audience stretched their necks and stared intently at the two people on the stage.

"Drink!" Huang Li shouted, raising his hand to the bridge of the other party's nose is a punch. Qi Zehui was agile in his steps, dodged this move slightly sideways, and then made a naked choke of his right arm, trying to entangle Huang Li's arm.

Huang Li was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his arm, but Qi Zehui took the opportunity to grab his wrist, he gritted his teeth and held back, pulled and lifted, and kicked the lower abdomen of the comer.

Qi Zehui smiled: "You can crack this move really not as well as that stunned." Between the words, he leaned forward and lifted his left knee, blocking this kick firmly, but the right hand that grabbed Huang Li's wrist pressed down hard with this momentum.

"Ahh

Many sharp-eyed people can see clearly, just one move, Huang Li's wrist has already swollen, and I am afraid that it will hurt even more if he continues to fight.

"Does it hurt, do you want to rub some medicine~" Qi Zehui twisted his body, and said in a weird way.

"Damn, I killed you!" Huang Li was so painful that there were tears in his eyes, but he refused to show weakness, roared angrily, pounced again, and made a few moves in a row, and killed his hands on the head, neck, armpits, and perineum.

Qi Zehui screamed and dodged, and he quickly walked around on the plum blossom stake, like a flower cat strolling on the eaves. Whenever the tip of the fist was about to touch his body, it passed by dangerously, and so on.