The two brothers who were burdened by Fang Zhongjin in the inn can be said to be extremely unlucky. They thought they had encountered a very fat sheep this time, but they didn't know that they were being followed all the way, and now they were caught.

What's even more strange is that this martial arts master actually asked himself if he knew about the Shura Dojo.

Although the man with a flat nose was currently under the control of others, he was also surprised to hear such a question.

It's just that before this suspicious mind could spin around his chest twice, he was suddenly interrupted by a bone-chilling pain in his wrist. Fang Zhongjin's ten fingers were like iron hoops, pinching the hands of the man with a flat nose. He was worried that the hand he relied on for his livelihood would be pinched off by this person.

Then I heard the man say coldly: "Don't inquire about the nosy things that shouldn't be taken care of." How the hell is going to get to the Shura Dojo? How many people are in it! Say it all and spare the lives of you two dogs!"

The man with a flat nose knew that his life was at stake, so he naturally didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly said: "No, don't dare to deceive the hero, our brothers are also coming to the Inhuman Pavilion." It's just that we haven't entered the mountain yet, and we don't know how to arrange it inside. ”

Fang Zhongjin asked sharply: "Since you are here to defect, don't you need any credentials or letters?"

If you don't need any certificates, then this so-called Inhuman Pavilion is indeed big. Any kind of person can come at will, and this place can't keep the secret so well, no one has ever heard of it in the martial arts.

Until now, there is no better way for the man with a flat nose than to explain honestly. He could only say in a trembling voice: "Our brother only learned about this place after being introduced by an old man in the circle. I also have a letter of introduction written by an old-timer in my arms. ”

Rather than an "old-timer" or something, maybe an older habitual thief. When Fang Zhongjin heard this, he reached into the arms of the man with a flat nose, and sure enough, he found an envelope.

He was still holding the wrist of the man with a broken nose with one hand, and shaking the letter with the other. After a quick reading, this is indeed the letter of recommendation. I saw that it read, "The old man of Lingnan withered grass recommended the two brothers Tuo Nansheng and Tuo Nanyang to come to compete." ”

Fang Zhongjin read the letter, snorted and said, "It's hard to give birth and hard to raise, which of you is the elder brother?"

The man with a collapsed nose glanced at Fang Zhongjin strangely. Why is this chivalrous man so nosy? I have to ask who is their brother and who is their brother.

But in view of the fact that I asked more questions just now, my wrist was pinched and hurt. This time, I learned well, and hurriedly said: "I am my brother Tuo Nansheng." That's my younger brother Tuo Nanyang. We are all Lingnanians, which is why we got this name. ”

Fang Zhongjin nodded, as if he was satisfied with Tuo Nansheng's answer this time. Then he asked, "Who is the old man of the withered grass?"

The man with a collapsed nose had severe pain in his wrist, and he always thought that he would be able to get out of it after answering the question of the fierce bully in front of him. But I didn't expect him to have so many questions. Everything must be asked clearly.

Tuo Nansheng had already rolled hundreds of eyes in his heart. But he still replied respectfully: "The old man of the withered grass is the name of our Lingnan area...... Steal. It's just that now that I'm older, I only play a ticket once in a while when I'm interested. ”

Fang Zhongjin asked again: "What is the connection between this old man of the withered grass and the Inhuman Pavilion?

This is a question that only Tuo Nan Katsu can answer. He recalled and said, "The old man of the withered grass went to fight more than ten years ago when he first set up the Shura Dojo in the Inhuman Pavilion.

At that time, the dojo was not as big as it is now. Even if you win, it's not as good as being able to eat and drink spicy food in the Inhuman Pavilion like today, and be offered for a lifetime.

So the old man of the withered grass just went to play for a while, won a local character group, and went back to Lingnan. ”

Fang Zhongjin nodded silently, as if muttering to himself, "That means that the old man withered grass is not from the Inhuman Pavilion." Then he added in his heart: That's easy.

Then he asked, "Since you are going to defect, you should always know which one is the Great Desolate Mountain, and where is the Shura Dojo in the middle of the mountain?"

Tuo Nansheng hurriedly replied, "We only know that the so-called Great Wilderness Mountain is the highest peak in the Wild Dog Ridge......! It's on a flat ground in the ravine!

Hero, I have told you everything I know. Please let our two brothers go!" This was said with true feelings, and his eyes were full of begging for mercy.

Fang Zhongjin smiled at Tuo Nansheng and said happily: "Okay!"

Suddenly, his hands strained. I only heard a series of terrible and sharp screams piercing the night sky, causing several dogs to follow and bark for a while. Fang Zhongjin suddenly clicked on his chest again. The scream stopped abruptly, abruptly disconnected. A few wild dogs were still barking there.

Then, as if throwing away a broken pocket, Fang Zhongjin put the wrist of the collapsed-nosed man Tuo Nansheng. He snorted and fell limply to the ground. Fang Zhongjin folded the letter again and put it directly into his arms.

The man in the padded jacket who fell in the grass saw his brother fall to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive at the moment. can only lie motionless on the ground and pretend to be dead.

It's a pity that the demon king who killed that day didn't forget himself. Fang Zhongjin walked to his side with a smile, and suddenly he leaned down and reached out to grab Tuo Nanyang's wrist.

Tuo Nanyang only felt that the bones on his wrist "coughed and lala" for a while. Then I felt a sharp pain in my heart. Obviously, the wrist bone of his right hand had been vigorously broken by Fang Zhongjin.

Fang Zhongjin then lifted his toes and kicked the man's chest. Na Tuo Nanyang's eyes darkened, and he finally fainted.

He cleaned up the two Tuo brothers one after another. I got the letter of recommendation from them. All of this was a bonus.

Now he has a preliminary understanding of the Inhuman Pavilion. But I don't know how big he is. How many masters are there in the guards?

It just so happened that I could borrow this letter of recommendation and try to sneak in and find out. Even if you can't meet the deer for a while, it's better to find out the defense arrangement here.

It's not too late to visit the mountain until dawn. Fortunately, these two brothers did not get out of bed for ten days and half a month. And their hands that have created countless sins have been reimbursed by themselves, and they can no longer rely on them to do evil in this life.

After they wake up, most of them will go back to Lingnan in a gloomy manner. By then, he had already saved the deer and returned to Ninghai.

But it doesn't matter if you worship the mountain or run away. I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning. Fang Zhongjin patted the furnishing that was hidden by Tuo Nanyang, put it back on his back, and hurriedly returned to the inn just now and asked for a room to rest.

After that, whether it is Longtan or Tiger's Den, and whether you can find the deer smoothly. But it's still unknown.