The boy called the bowl passed two dilapidated courtyards on the way, and only after receiving a certain amount of 'tribute silver' did he enter the avenue. Liang Muzhong secretly remembered the location of the three courtyards, and quietly followed the bowl boy.

The bowl boy turned left and right, and ate the roast chicken he got from the little dog unhurriedly along the way. Then he crossed several alleys from the avenue before stopping in a nondescript house. Then there was what Liang Muzhong had seen, and the boy made a frog cry while looking left and right, extremely careful. After half a ring, the small closed wooden door squeaked open, and an impatient voice of a middle-aged man came from inside: "Why is it so slow?"

The bowl boy whispered: "My stomach hurts on the way, and I solved it." ”

"Come in!," the middle-aged man scolded.

After the bowl boy entered the small wooden door, he carefully closed the wooden door and walked into the house with a frightened face. Liang Muzhong stood quietly on the roof of the house, leaning out his divine sense into the room.

"Master Peng, the tribute and silver are all here. The bowl boy nervously took out three money bags from his waist and placed them on the table.

"Hmm..."The man named Peng San is a middle-aged man, and the clothes on his body are many times better than those of the bowl boy. After Peng San counted the silver taels, he found that the number was not small, and he showed a satisfied look, and said: "Okay, these recent performances have been good, and the tribute silver can also be handed over on time." Tell them that the tribute will be doubled in the next month. ”

"What... Doubling the tribute?" The bowl boy was surprised: "Master Peng, they are all still young." ”

With a 'snap', Peng San slapped the bowl boy and said angrily: "When is it your turn to remind me! What are you! If it weren't for your good performance, this matter of collecting tribute silver would not have been handed over to you!"

The bowl boy's face became hot, and Peng San's slap did not hurt less, so that the corners of the bowl boy's mouth were bloodshot. The bowl boy trembled all over, and stood there with his head down, not daring to touch his beaten face with his hands.

"Remember! You are just like them, just like them, do what I said! Otherwise, you have seen the fate of those disobedient miscellaneous pieces. After Peng San said this, his eyes glared at the bowl boy.

As soon as the bowl boy heard the end, his face turned snow-white, which seemed to be an extremely terrifying thing. Stammered, "I... Know... Finish. ”

"Get out!" Peng San glanced at the bowl boy and sent the bowl boy away. He is conceited that he has no means to deal with these children, and he is not afraid that they will be disobedient. Looking at the tribute silver on the table, Peng San smiled, knocked on the ground, opened a dark grid, put a bag of tribute silver in it, carefully covered it, and then squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea.

Before Peng San could swallow this mouthful of tea, he saw that there was a fat man in front of him, and he was so shocked that he squirted out in one gulp. When did this person come in? Why didn't he notice it? How many years have passed, and the other party came in quietly, which really surprised him.

Liang Mu stared at the middle-aged man surnamed Peng in front of him expressionlessly, and slowly drew out the long sword in his hand. After Peng San saw Liang Muzhong draw his sword, he panicked and said: "The hero spares his life, the hero spares his life, there is something to discuss...." I have to say that this is a personal essence.

Liang Mu was deterred when he saw it again, and said coldly: "If I ask you anything, you will answer anything." If it's a lie, hum!" Liang Mu waved his long sword in his hand, and a corner of the table next to him was cut off.

When Peng San saw it, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "The hero spares his life... The little ones know everything..."

"Tell me what's going on with those kids, and the tribute silver. ”

After Peng San heard this, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "The hero is talking about those little miscellaneous things?" and then saw Liang Muzhong's cold expression, and hurriedly said: "Those little miscellaneous people... The children were orphans in the city, and the younger ones were only ordered to give them food, and of course they had to pay the silver taels. The tribute silver was handed over to the gang, and the small one was just a miscellaneous man..."

"Orphans?" Liang Mu said coldly: "It's just a coincidence that dozens of children are all orphans!?"

"This...."Peng San rolled his eyes and said with an ugly face: "Some of them were also brought back from other places..."

"Tell me about your gang. Liang Mu stared at Peng San expressionlessly and sat on the chair.

Peng Sanyi heard that the other party inquired about the gang, and he was secretly happy in his heart. Since the other party didn't know what to do, he told him that the gang wouldn't be dismembered by the masters of the gang after the past? After making up his mind, Peng San smiled and said: "This gang is a small gang in Iron Gate City, the Xuanye Gang. The gang altar is in the north of the city, is there no gang yet? The small ones can introduce the heroes to join the gang on their behalf. Peng San stood up proudly, as if he had forgotten the sword in Liang Muzhong's hand.

"Oh?" Liang Mu said with a shocked face, "Xuanye Gang, I don't know what it has to do with that Xuanming Pavilion?"

"The hero still knows Xuanming Pavilion, so it's better to do it, Xuanming Pavilion is the industry of this gang. If the hero joins the gang, he will receive ten taels of silver every month. Peng San slowly sat on another chair without knowing the sky, and said unsatisfactorily: "Our Xuanye Gang, although it is not a big gang, but in this Iron Gate City, there are backers, and no one dares to mess with them. ”

Peng San pretended to be mysterious, "Hero, do you know who our Xuanye Gang's backer is?"

Liang Mu sneered in his heart, the other party really didn't know the height of the sky, and said, "Who is it?"

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of scaring you by saying it. Peng San said with a smug face: "Have the Meng family heard of it?"

"Meng family?" Liang Mu frowned, he had just come to Iron Gate City, but he had never heard of the Meng family.

"When you arrive at Iron Gate City, it will all be under the control of Shushan. The Meng family, there are people in Shu Mountain. Peng San looked at Liang Muzhong like a clown. In his opinion, after the other party learned about the Meng family in Shushan, he would definitely ask him. Because most of the martial artists who came to Iron Gate City went to Shushan. "Don't look at me, we are half of the outer disciples of Shushan. ”

"Outer disciples of Shushan?" Liang Mu was furious, and he was already wondering, how could there be children who begged for food on the street and were pickpockets within the jurisdiction of Shushan. It turned out that there was a Meng family who was in the way.

"Presumably brother, you also know how difficult it is to worship under the gate of Shushan. However, if you join our Xuanye Gang, you will have the opportunity to become an outer disciple. Peng San didn't believe in this benefit, and the other party was not moved, and even the title changed unconsciously.

"Oh, I see. You lead the way. Liang Muzhong's face was cold, and the long sword in his hand rested on Peng San's neck, "Go to your kennel first!"

Peng San looked at the sword on his neck, it was cold, and then he realized that his little life was still in the other party's hands, and he trembled: "Daxia spare his life, there is something to discuss....I'll take Daxia with me." ”