Chapter Eighty-Six: Drunken Eyes and Hazy Knife White Six

Early in the morning three days later, before the fog had dissipated, Lao Zhu brought more than 50 people to converge.

After everyone met, they briefly discussed today's countermeasures. Yang Cheng invited Duan Zhiwu and Li Tianjun and the other three masters in the nursing courtyard, a total of five people, to fight against the eight masters of the other party. Duan Zhiwu did not shirk and readily agreed.

After a brief chat, the group set off outside the city. Lu Baichuan didn't show up, he only loomed behind, and only needed to appear when it was most dangerous. In addition, he also wanted to train a few young people, so he specially asked Mei Yuchen, Hua Mingzhu, and Li Tianxing to follow. Only Bai Ramie didn't let her come with her for fear of revealing her identity because she was worried about too many people.

Yang Cheng and Lao Zhu took the lead, and Li Tianjun and Duan Zhiwu protected them on both sides. More than 100 people followed him and left the southern city.

Yang Cheng looked left and right, Lao Zhu gritted his teeth, Li Tianjun was majestic with a big knife in his hand, and Duan Zhiwu looked cold and full of murderous aura.

Yang Cheng was a little nervous and excited at this time, compared to this kind of formation, it was still a bit large. With this kind of formation for the first time, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. There is no danger, after all, so many people come out to fight, and all relatives and friends know that if they die, whoever is outside, it will be difficult to return to the city to give the official family. Besides, there is Lu Baichuan secretly protecting him, and the worst result is to lose some money.

Everyone hurried all the way, and after a while, they arrived at an open space that had been agreed. I saw in the distance, in the fog, there were figures of people, as if they were sitting and lying, it was the Qinghuo Gang that had been here for a long time. At this glance, the number of people seemed to be much larger than their own battles, Yang Cheng and Lao Zhu glanced at each other, and couldn't help but feel weak again.

It turned out that Song Qinghuo, the leader of the Qinghuo Gang, also wanted the other party to challenge him. Although he has a tyrannical personality, he can lead a group of brothers to lead a small gang to one of the nine gangs in Nancheng District, in addition to being ruthless, he is also smart.

Before he sent someone to Yangmen's furniture, he had already touched the bottom. The two small families are not counted, they are still the kind of decline, and it is strange that they can do it themselves. If you do a battle first, you can still extort a lot of "medicine money" at that time. So bring someone here early, lest the other party come first to get a trap, a trick or something.

However, his brothers, although they are martial artists, are also idle people, otherwise they can't do this. At this moment, some people can't survive and fall asleep. Seeing that the other party was coming, these people didn't have a sense of vigilance, and suddenly became nameless, and shouted: "Stand up for Lao Tzu!"

The people of the Green Fire Gang stood up one after another, but the formation was scattered. Yang Cheng counted about it, and it was not much different from the intelligence, and the number was about three hundred.

Li Tianjun took advantage of the fact that the other party's gang leader was still scolding his subordinates, and immediately arranged for his brothers to step into formation.

At this moment, there was fog, and no one could see behind each other clearly, and neither side dared to rush forward. Neither side moved, and the stalemate remained in place.

The Qinghuo Gang is restless, and they have always been the winners of the tricks, and they have never spared anyone. Seeing that the other party didn't move, he began to insult and provoke, and Song Qinghuo didn't scold anymore, and was happy to hold his arms and watch. There are many people talking and there is a lot of noise.

On Yang Cheng's side, Li Tianjun, Duan Zhiwu and other five masters took the lead, and the Yang family's nursing home was silent, and he was trained by Li Tianjun to have a military style. The more than 50 foundation-building warriors led by Lao Zhu stood aside and acted as flanks, although they were a little annoyed by the scolding of the Qinghuo Gang, but because the main force next to them was quiet as usual, they were embarrassed to scold back.

Lao Zhu and Yang Cheng were standing in the back at the moment, both of them were beginner qi practitioners, and they couldn't help, so they could only watch the battle. Lao Zhu was a little nervous since he saw the other party's people, and his previous desire to fight cooled down a lot. There are five young generals standing next to the two, who are the three brothers Hua Mingzhu, Mei Yuchen and Li Tianxing.

Although Hua Mingzhu, Mei Yuchen, and Li Tianxing are young, they have also killed people, although this kind of formation is large, the three of them are still very calm. The two brothers, Tianhu and Tianbiao, were so strong in blood and qi that they were so excited that their faces were flushed, and they couldn't bear it, and they looked eager to try.

After holding each other for a while, the sun rose, the fog gradually dissipated, and the people on both sides gradually became clearly visible.

I saw a big man of the Qinghuo Gang standing in front of him, holding his arms, his face showing a fierce face, looking at this side with disdain. The six people behind him should be the masters of the fusion period, but somehow one less is there. After that, nearly 300 people, either fierce and vicious, or loose and ruffian.

Song Qinghuo, raised his eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice: "The leader came out to talk!"

Without waiting for Yang Cheng to speak, Li Tianjun stepped forward with a knife and shouted: "If you want to fight, you will fight, don't talk nonsense?" Li Tianjun is burly and rough-looking, but he is thoughtful. He didn't want Yang Cheng to talk, not because he was afraid of exposing the young master's position. Wait for the scuffle to start, in case the other party comes to smash Huanglong and kidnap the young master, there will be no need to fight this battle.

Song Qinghuo sneered, stretched out his finger and pointed to the opposite side, and then turned to point at his brother, which meant to let Li Tianjun see the situation. sneered: "Hehe, it's quite tough, open your eyes and see for yourself, you will know if you win or lose." Now kneel down and beg for mercy, I will be happy later, maybe I will ask you for tens of thousands. ”

"If you want us to beg for mercy, come and ask for my knife first. Li Tianjun raised the knife across his chest, stroked the knife with one hand, and did not look at the other party, and said coldly.

Song Qinghuo saw that the other party was rude, and said angrily: "Look at how hard your bones can be, don't blame me for not reminding you, I will break your bones a few more later." ”

Li Tianjun sneered: "Whoever breaks whose bones, it's not necessarily, there is a kind of one-on-one battle with me to see who loses and who wins." ”

Song Qinghuo turned his anger into a smile: "Single-handedly? I brought so many brothers here, did I go head-to-head with you? Don't think that if you say a few words, I will be able to fall into your aggressive method." ”

Li Tianjun frowned slightly, he originally wanted to provoke him first, and defeat Song Qinghuo first, it was easier for his five masters to deal with six opponents, how could he think that this Song Qinghuo was not stupid.

The leaders of the two sides were fighting in front, and Yang Cheng and Lao Zhu were fascinated in the back.

A person put his hand on Lao Zhu's shoulder and muttered, "If you don't fight yet, you're sleepy." ”

Yang Cheng glanced at it and saw a young martial artist who was handsome, but he looked drunk and hazy, and he couldn't stand steadily, and he seemed to be very familiar with Lao Zhu. Xin said: "How can this old Zhu invite such an unreliable person to help him?"

On the field, Song Qinghuo was too lazy to continue grinding his teeth with Li Tianjun, and was about to give the order to rush forward. He glanced at the other party's camp, and suddenly became furious, and shouted angrily: "Dao Bailiu, are you fucking trying to turn against the water? I can't find you all night, are you fucking standing in someone else's ranks?"

Everyone was wondering, the drunken young man here hit a spirit, and looked around blankly.

Yang Cheng and Lao Zhu were taken aback when they saw his expression.

"Damn!" Yang Cheng suddenly burst into a foul mouth in fright. He and Lao Zhu hurriedly took a few steps back and hurriedly stayed away from the man. The whole team here was shocked for a while, and they all looked at the rear, and the people of the Qinghuo Gang didn't know when they touched their boss's side? If Yang Cheng and Lao Zhu were kidnapped, there would be no need to fight this battle, and they would directly admit defeat.