There is a village called Yuanjiabao eighty miles east of Qinghe City, the lower city adjacent to Wuweicheng, but the largest mansion in Yuanjiabao is actually called Caofu, and only the elderly people in the vicinity know about this strange thing. In the past, this place was called Yuan's Mansion, and Master Yuan was the richest man in Qinghe City and the first good man. He built bridges and paved roads, funded the poor, was charitable but never bullied, and strictly restrained his own family. It's just that the good people in this world are not rewarded, and more than 340 people in the Yuan Mansion were killed overnight, and people say that the blood flowed like a river that night, and the screams could be transmitted ten miles away.

On this day, a middle-aged man dressed in linen and filial piety, with a white sheath long knife hanging from his waist, came to the former Yuan Mansion and now the Cao Mansion in front of the gate. He stroked a stout old willow tree at the door, and his eyes were full of embarrassment. Then he looked at the gilded Cao Fu plaque on the gate and frowned. His strange behavior and expression attracted the attention of the concierge of the Cao Mansion.

"Hey, what are you doing?" At this time, a man came from the gate of Cao's mansion, the man was tall, so he looked at the middle-aged people as condescending, and his mouth was crooked, and he was full of ruffians when he looked at it.

The middle-aged man didn't mind, he just tightened the hemp rope with his filial piety clothes around his waist, and then asked with a smile: "Are Cao Dajiao and Cao Xiaojiao here?"

"Dog, you are tired of life, dare to call the names of the two masters of my family. The porter felt unlucky when he saw the other party wearing linen and filial piety swaying at the door of his house, and now he was even more furious when he heard him call the old man's name. If it weren't for his flat expression and the knife hanging from his waist, he wouldn't have beaten him a long time ago. But it is impossible to say that this concierge is afraid of anyone, who does not know the names of the two brothers of the Cao family in this Qinghe realm, and he has not seen anyone who dares to play a majestic role in the Cao Mansion in the past few years, but he has come to some pretentiousness, but in the end they all went out sideways. Thinking of these porters, I don't know whether to be sad or happy, the problem is that my master is not only cruel to outsiders, but also never soft on his own people, and he has not heard that the dead people can't sleep well one day.

When he was thinking nonsense in the porter, the middle-aged man took out a gold coin from his sleeve, and then stuffed it into his hand familiarly: "You just tell me if you are there?"

The porter was bright when he saw the gold coin, but he didn't expect to meet a rich man. As the saying goes, the prime minister has seven officials in front of the door, although this Cao Mansion is just an ordinary house, but the Cao family brothers are famous in Qinghe City, and whoever wants to come here to beg for food must not open his joints first, otherwise he doesn't even think about seeing Master Cao, but I have never seen so many people who have shot a gold coin, you must know that a gold coin is a hundred silver coins, and it is good that ordinary people can give ten or twenty silver coins. The porter held the gold coin in his hand without a trace, and then looked at this guy who was dressed in linen and filial piety, it was much more pleasing to the eye, after all, the two masters of his own family were both from the rivers and lakes, and it was not a big deal to make friends with some strange people, even the politeness of middle-aged people felt normal, which master did not take the shelf? As long as he has a harvest, whether he is dead or alive depends on his creation. The porter immediately changed his attitude and said flatteringly: "Yes, yes, yes, the two Cao masters are here." “

The middle-aged man nodded and reminded the porter with a smile: "Don't you see if the gold coins are real or fake?"

The porter hurriedly smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I believe in you, brother." Of course, he has to check the authenticity, but this kind of thing is not good to do in front of others.

The middle-aged man insisted: "Everyone is from the rivers and lakes, and some things are better in person." ”

The porter wanted to check, but he was embarrassed in front, but now he took it out and bit it in his mouth when he heard the middle-aged man say it, and then smiled even brighter: "No problem, no problem......"

But before he finished speaking, he was choked by the middle-aged man's throat, although the middle-aged man didn't look strong, but his hand holding the porter was as firm as an iron tong, and the tall porter couldn't break even a finger, he just looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in despair, and stuck out his tongue weakly.

The middle-aged man easily took back the gold coin from his hand, pouted and said mockingly, "You are not qualified to take this money." Then his hand clicked hard, and the concierge no longer had to worry about not sleeping well at night, because he could never wake up again.

Several gatekeepers at the door looked at this place jokingly at first, waiting for the tall porter to extort money for them just now, but suddenly saw a terrifying scene later, one person went back to report, and the rest of the people rushed over to save people. But when they come, they don't need to be saved. Seeing the companion who fell to the ground and stuck out his tongue and died tragically, the rest of the people were very angry, and greeted the middle-aged man with their weapons. These of them are small characters in Cao Mansion, at most they are ordinary people, but after all, this is Qinghe Cao Mansion, and no one has ever dared to make trouble here, and the temperament that they have cultivated for a long time is not afraid of heaven and earth, so that they ignore that the death of their companion just now is just a matter of ease.

The middle-aged man held the chopping blade between his fingers, folded the tip of the knife off with a slight fold, and then reached out and wiped the person opposite to the ground and fell to the ground and convulsed. Then he turned around and grabbed a stick that was smashed towards his head, and pulled it to his side, and the person who was holding the other end of the stick pulled to his side, and he sneered and punched the man away, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Then he dodged a sneak attack on one side, and a single elbow slammed the man out like a punching bag. In the end, he looked at the fist that smashed into his chest, it was a short and thin rat-bearded man, the man suddenly showed horror, the middle-aged man looked at him and shook his head, directly grabbed him by the neck and smashed him as a stone towards the gate of Caofu. "Boom!" The two vermilion lacquer gates of Cao's Mansion collapsed directly, and the man was dead and couldn't die anymore. As soon as the middle-aged man walked into the door, there were many people with weapons in order to come up, and when he looked at them, he knew that it was different from the people at the door just now, these seemed to be people with martial arts. But in the eyes of a master like a middle-aged man, they are actually no different from the ordinary people just now, it is nothing more than the difference between one move and two moves.

The middle-aged man looked around at them, and said with no one in his eyes: "You dodge, so as not to die in vain, and call Cao Dajiao and Cao Xiaojiao out." ”

There is a higher room in the backyard of Cao's mansion than anywhere else, which used to be the ancestral hall of the Yuan family, but since the two brothers of the Cao family moved in, this place has been changed into a hall of feasting. Suddenly, a thin monkey-like butler stumbled in: "The two masters are not good, someone has come in." ”

Cao Dajiao is a burly old man in his fifties, even if he sits, he can still see that he is different from ordinary people's body shape, he took a sip of wine and snorted, as if the fight outside had nothing to do with him, he smiled and pressed his hand to the housekeeper: "Don't panic, there are so many brothers sitting here, who are you afraid of making trouble?"

There was a stout man sitting at the door, wearing a crimson gown, and he was still bare-chested and breast-baring on the day of October, with his mouth standing up like a steel needle, and his chest hair on his chest was also black. He stood up violently and said to Cao Dajiao and Cao Xiaojiao: "Two, let me go and see, who is so bold, my old Yan would like to see it." ”

At this time, a thin man in a pink robe stood up on the opposite side, and said in a shrill voice: "Hehe, let's go together, lest you scare people to death." ”

One of these two people is a native of Qinghe, known as Yan Blacksmith, but in fact, as a blacksmith, he is not worthy of his name, because he does not like to fight iron and loves to kill. The other is a pink skeleton from Wu Song City in the west, Wu Jian. Cao Xiaojiao and Cao Dajiao are twins, so they look very similar, but compared to Cao Dajiao's treachery, his characteristic is ferocious, saying that he kills people without blinking is an insult to him, and he is not a person at all. He held the chicken leg in one hand and the wine glass in the other and said, "Okay, you two go, bring the hearts of the people who come to Lao Tzu to drink." ”

"Okay!" Pink Skull and Yan Blacksmith walked out together, but the two of them walked left and right clearly, and everyone on the road knew that they were very bad against each other, if it weren't for the Cao family brothers, the two would not be able to sit together.

The middle-aged man in the front yard didn't say a word to retreat from the enemy, so he could only kill in. As soon as Pink Skull and Yan Blacksmith went out, they saw a middle-aged man covered in blood. Seeing the middle-aged blacksmith Yan, he smiled: "It's really good, just this appearance is good." ”

The pink skeleton held a fan that couldn't be wiped out of the bones, and covered his mouth and said with a disgusted face: "What a rough man, make yourself dirty." ”

"Phew! you sissy. Blacksmith Yan took a bite out of him.

"Hmph!" Pink Skull rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he didn't have anything to say to such a rough man.

The middle-aged man, the blacksmith, and the pink skeleton looked at each other. Blacksmith Yan stepped forward and said with a smile, "Brother, I will bury you well when you die." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "But I won't bury you." ”

Blacksmith Yan grinned: "Haha, people die and birds are facing the sky, and I don't care if I am buried or not." After saying that, he ran directly towards the middle-aged man, his weapon was a sledgehammer for striking iron, he usually kept the hammer on his body, but today he suddenly didn't bring it, he felt that it was awkward to carry a sledgehammer when he went to the banquet, but this was also a sign of self-confidence, he thought that he didn't take a hammer because some people couldn't beat it, but if he wanted to kill him, he was afraid that no one here had this ability.

The middle-aged man knew that this was a strength type as soon as he saw the size of the stout man, and he was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he jumped up and jumped on the rockery next to him, but the fist of the stout man followed him like a shadow, and he beat the rockery into stone slag with one punch. The middle-aged man jumped away from the rockery again, and the middle-aged man dodged again and again, making the stout man impatient and having a contempt for him: "What are you running to, mother, come and come to grandpa." ”

"Okay!" the middle-aged man answered, and suddenly his feet flashed close to the stout man, he slapped the handle hanging on the left, and the scabbard suddenly drilled out from the right side and poked under the stout man's ribs, and the stout man screamed and fell down again. The middle-aged man took advantage of this opportunity to blast dozens of punches into his other ribs with lightning speed, "Ahhhhhhhhh