The disciple who led the team this time was named Jia Shang, tall, thin and fleshless, standing like a bamboo pole. After briefly introducing himself, he led the four of them on the road.

Their destination is Taohua County, a hundred miles away, according to the lone wolf gang disciples in the city, recently a group of powerful thieves have come to the city, picking big shops to start, the lone wolf gang has suffered heavy losses in many places, suffering from no master in charge, and those thieves have no choice but to ask for help.

Jia Shang is not good-looking, but he is quite talkative, between the opening and closing of his lips, anecdotes on the rivers and lakes are at his fingertips, and various rules are mixed with black and white, which makes Zhao Ziming's four fledgling boys have a great increase in knowledge.

Zhao Ziming rode a horse to the end, and when he heard Jia Shang talking endlessly, he suddenly remembered that night when the moon enlightened his eldest brother Zhanyun, pondering and waiting for the internal force to break through to the fifth layer, after leaving the young wolf village, he looked for an opportunity to go to Gaolin County.

The journey of a hundred miles passed in the midst of laughter and laughter, and at dusk, the four rode into the city.

Peach Blossom City is called the county seat, and the scale is actually similar to that of Futian Town. A two, a third and a fourth have been practicing martial arts in the wolf village for many years, and rarely have the opportunity to go down the mountain to play, all of them are full of interest, with a happy face, looking around non-stop, looking around, a hillbilly look.

Only Zhao Ziming followed behind slowly, with an indifferent expression, a few months ago, Aunt Qiu took him to visit half of Yulin County, compared with Taohua County, it is undoubtedly a poor and remote country.

The five of them rushed for most of the day, and they all felt hungry in their stomachs, Jia Shang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Today I will be the east, and I will invite the four junior brothers to have a full meal." ”

After that, he found a restaurant, tied the horses, and the five of them walked in front and back.

Full of wine and food, it was dark outside, and Jia Shang led the four of them to a silk shop in the center of the county.

On the front steps of the shop, a white and chubby middle-aged man was pacing anxiously around, and when he saw five people riding horses, he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Are you the senior brother of the inner gang who came to help?"

Jia Shang had a straight face, which was very different from his previous amiable appearance, took off a token on his waist and lit up, without saying a word, Zhao Ziming and the others took him as the main person, and did not take the initiative to speak.

The fat white man looked at the token, his face was respectful and happy, as if he didn't feel Jia Shang's coldness, and greeted the five people to the hall in the backyard of the shop with a smile on his face.

After a brief introduction to each other, Zhao Ziming learned that this white fat man's surname was Du, his name was Youcai, and he was a disciple of the Lone Wolf Gang, because he had a good mind, and was responsible for taking care of this silk shop.

Jia Shang went straight to the point and asked about the specific situation of the gang of thieves. Du Youcai spat and complained bitterly about how the thieves were arrogant and arrogant, but he knew very little about the strength of the other party, only saying that there were more than a dozen of them, with strong martial arts, and the leading two were particularly powerful, and even the county's fast hunting was not an opponent.

After hearing this, Jia Shang frowned slightly, stood up, and said, "A few junior disciples, let's go to other shops and ask." Zhao Ziming and the four of them stood up and were about to go out.

Du Youcai hurriedly stopped, "Senior brothers, go slowly!" With three clapped palms, five maids poured in from the side door, each holding a brocade plate, and walked in front of the five Jia Shang.

Du Youcai said: "The senior brothers have come from afar, and they are only polite, not respectful. ”

A smile appeared on Jia Shang's face, put away the four big silver ingots in the brocade plate, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, we will ambush all over the city tonight, as soon as there is a situation, senior brother sounds the arrow to warn, we will come to help, and now we still need to walk around and find out the road, so we won't stay long." ”

After speaking, he motioned to Zhao Ziming and a few people to accept the silver ingots, and went out to get on the horse.

Next, Jia Shang took the four of them to the three shops, with the same expression, the same wording, the same gifts, and when they left the last shop, it was almost late at night.

Zhao Ziming touched the bulging money bag on his waist, couldn't cry or laugh, and a strange thought suddenly popped up in his heart: When chasing the thief, will he not be able to run?

The five of them walked to a street corner, Jia Shang stopped and said: "Four junior brothers, the benefits have been taken, it is time to do things, you soldiers are divided into four roads, one person in the south, east and west, go a little farther, find a place to ambush, just wait for the arrow to sound, immediately close the circle, catch the thief, if the thief does not appear tonight, we will go to the silk shop to meet at dawn." ”

Jia Er hesitated for a moment, and asked with some concern, "Senior Brother Jia, what if we can't beat us?"

Jia Shang laughed and said: "Do you really think how strong those thieves can be, I dare to guarantee that one of you can fight five, besides, even if you can't beat it, there is still senior brother and me, go quickly." ”

On a certain high-rise building in the west of the city, three people sat around the table, drinking and eating, one was an old man in his sixties, his face was wrinkled, but his hair was still black, and the other two men were about forty, with the same face, and they were a pair of siblings, both with bearded faces and eyes like copper bells.

A man ran upstairs, knelt on one knee, clenched his fists and said, "Three deacons, the target has been scattered and hidden, when will the brothers start?"

The black-haired old man put down his wine glass, glanced at the position of the moon in the sky, stroked his beard, and said, "Wait another hour, tell everyone to work hard, and after the deed is done, there will be a reward." ”

"Yes!" the man withdrew.

A quarter of an hour later, the brothers had finished eating and drinking, and they all burped.

The black-haired old man said: "Brother Peng, when we do it later, you two will be responsible for dealing with Jia Shang, don't let him escape, no problem, right?"

It turns out that these two brothers are famous masters of the platoon gang, the elder brother is called Peng Hu, and the younger brother is called Peng Bao, both of whom have practiced a body of horizontal kung fu, with infinite strength, plus a mother and compatriots, with the same mind, and under the joint efforts, even the seventh-layer master can be defeated.

The two are brutal and aggressive by nature, and they don't care about their lives, on the rivers and lakes, those who are stronger than them don't want to provoke them, and those who are weaker than them don't dare to provoke them.

The two brothers were furious when they heard the black-haired old man's questioning, and the one on the left slapped the table, stood up and pointed at him: "Yang Cheng Lao'er, look at people in the cracks of Momen, look at people flat, just a six-story guy, if we let him escape, cut off his head and make a urinal for you!"

Yang Cheng saved the lives of the two many years ago, and he had a deep friendship with the brothers, and he was used to their hot tempers, so he just smiled and said, "Aren't I worried? ”

Speaking of the medicine monster, Peng Hu and Peng Bao were silent, no matter how powerful they were, they couldn't afford to provoke the eighth-layer masters.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng said again: "However, as long as we catch the apprentice of the medicine old monster, force us to come up with the Eight Extremes Fist Method, and concentrate on cultivating for a few years, we may not be weaker than him, and when the time comes, the three of us will be concentric, and it will be enough to dominate the martial arts!"

Zhao Ziming clasped his hands on his chest, leaned on his back against a stone lion, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Boom-boom-"

A silver flower blooms in the sky.

Zhao Ziming's spirit was shocked, jumped on the stone lion, tiptoed a lion's back, jumped on the wall, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw that the direction where the fireworks rose was northwest.

Zhao Ziming carried light skills, flew the wall and stepped on the tiles, and went straight to the northwest. He stood in the east, the farthest distance, and ran for a long time before reaching the place where the fireworks were shown.

Listening closely, there was a faint sound of fighting on the left, Zhao Ziming crossed a few private houses, came to the courtyard wall of a compound, and looked down.

I saw more than ten people fighting together in the courtyard, and Zhao Ziming could see clearly through the moonlight, it was obvious that Jia 2, Jia 3 and Jia 4 were being besieged by seven or eight people, and the situation was not optimistic.

On the other side, Jia Shang also had an inextricable fight with two men with the same appearance.

Zhao Ziming jumped off the wall without thinking, pulled out the big knife he was carrying, and rushed towards the battle group of Jia Er.

Jia Shang suddenly hissed and shouted, "Hurry up! This is a trap for the platoon gang!"

Zhao Ziming hurriedly stopped, and a gloomy voice came from behind him, "I don't know until now, it's too late." When he turned his head, he saw an old man with black hair and a sneer on his face.

This person is Yang Cheng, he raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, the fish are all in the net, and they are trying to close the net!" After speaking, he took a few steps, turned his right hand into a claw, and grabbed Zhao Ziming's neck.

Feeling the strong wind under the other party's claws, Zhao Ziming's heart sank, and he raised his knife. Yang Cheng didn't dodge or dodge, his movements were a few points faster, his five fingers were closed, and he buckled the blade.

Zhao Ziming was secretly shocked and drew his knife hard, but the other party's claws were like iron casting, and they didn't move at all.

Yang Cheng flipped his wrist, grabbed the knife on the spot, threw it on the ground, and said, "Use the Baji Fist, otherwise you will not be my opponent." ”

Zhao Ziming had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and blurted out, "You were spying on me for the past few days!"

At this moment, the screams rang out again and again, but the first two and three men were invincible, and all of them were defeated and died.

In fact, the strength of the besieging people is not below the three of them, and the reason why they only saw life and death at this time was because they had to attract all the five Zhao Ziming before, but they did not go all out.

The same is true of the situation on Jia Shang's side, the Peng's double shuang, which broke out with all his might, was unstoppable, and Jia Shang's weapon was dropped in a few moves.

The slightly taller brother Peng Hu turned behind Jia Shang and locked his hands, while the younger brother Peng Bao went straight to the middle door, raised his fists high, closed them in, and smashed them on the temples on both sides of Jia Shang.

Zhao Ziming saw his tragic situation, his eyes were split, although he didn't like Jia Shang's snobbery, but the other party's words and deeds took care of him, and he died here at this moment, and he suddenly felt compassion.

The wind rose in his ears, Zhao Ziming was shocked, knowing that the enemy was on the side, he was busy concentrating on it, rolling on the spot, avoiding Yang Cheng's claw.

Yang Cheng turned his claws into fists and leaned down to smash them. Zhao Ziming supported the ground with his right knee, and Jinda left fist, struggling to meet him. The two fists struck, and Zhao Ziming squatted on the ground, his left foot was unstable, and he rolled backwards several times.