Yesterday afternoon, a person under the Qianxingmen, named Ke Yu, drank at the inn. A pot of shochu with a plate of peanuts is quite cozy.

Two people sat at the next table, the same peanuts with shochu.

Ke Yugu enjoyed the leisure after being busy, pinched a peanut with two fingers, rubbed off the peanut coat, and flicked it into his mouth, not caring about the surrounding situation, until the neighboring table mentioned "Yuan Qiming", he pinched the peanut with his two fingers and stopped moving, listened attentively, only to hear a cold snort from the adjacent table, very disdainful, "Yuan Qiming is also worthy of being called a gentleman?" I bet with you that he will turn Lu Sanchuan back to Qianxingmen, and do everything possible to lure Lu Sanchuan to hand over the knife score of Youlong Yindao. ”

Another said: "If Lu Sanchuan refuses?"

The man said: "Although Lu Sanchuan is the son of Lu Benchi, he has never set foot in the rivers and lakes, he only knows how to read books and compose poems every day, he is a nerd, how can he see through Yuan Qiming's hypocrisy? Now that Lu Benchi is dead, Yuan Qiming is Lu Sanchuan's only reliance, what reason he has not to hand over the knife score, it is just a matter of time." ”

Another said: "Then why didn't Yuan Qiming come hard." ”

The man said: "Lu Benchi and Yuan Qiming have the grace to save their lives, if he is violent to Lu Sanchuan for the sake of the sword spectrum, it will definitely affect his reputation." The most appropriate way is to lure Lu Sanchuan to hand over the knife spectrum, and then design to get rid of Lu Sanchuan. In this way, he not only got the knife score, but also did not have the slightest notoriety. ”

Ke Yu was furious, slapped the table, pointed at the man and said angrily: "Boy, Hugh is talking nonsense!"

The man was also calm, grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them in his mouth, and while chewing, he slowly turned his head to glance at him, and said coldly, "What do I say to your." ”

Ke Yuyi was furious, stared at a pair of eyes, and shouted: "The master of the door is by no means as insidious as you say! Only a narrow-minded person can imagine others as dirty villains!"

The man laughed and said, "Door Master, are you from the Thousand Lines Gate?" After that, he laughed twice, "Of course the dog is the protector of the master." ”

"You!" Ke Yu clenched his fists, wanting to teach the person who didn't know what to do, but he was in the inn, and it was inconvenient to do it, so he had to suppress the anger, sit down again, eat bitter peanuts, and drink smoldering soju.

The man walked up behind Ke Yu, bent down and whispered in Ke Yu's ear: "Yuan-Qi-Ming-is-strip-dog-"

The anger that Ke Yucai suppressed suddenly rose, breaking through his reason to the ninth sky. He crushed the peanut between his fingers, grabbed the man's head with both hands back, and threw him on the wooden table, accompanied by a shout, Ke Yu bent his arm and raised his elbow, and hit the man hard in the chest. The man's eyes rolled and his mouth spat blood, and the wooden table under him could not bear the force and collapsed.

The next morning, Bai Zhongxu came to the door with dozens of ruthless people. Luan didn't panic at all, and welcomed them into the Qianxing Gate, and then gave a look to a member of the Qianxing Gate beside him, and the people understood and hurriedly went to Yuan's house to find Yuan Qiming.

Bai Zhongxu was not in a hurry, he sat in the lobby with Erlang's legs crossed, drinking tea, and waited until Yuan Qiming stepped into the lobby, and said straight to the point: "Master Yuan, look, how should this matter be handled?"

Yuan Qiming had already heard what the people had said on the way here, so he hugged his fists and bowed to Bai Zhongxu, burying his head very low, "Bai Gang Leader, this matter is that Yuan's subordinates are too impulsive, and I ask the Bai Gang Leader to bear with me." ”

"Bear with me?" Bai Zhongxu snorted coldly, "My person is still unconscious in bed now, how can you let me bear it?"

Obviously, Bai Zhongxu came prepared.

Yuan Qiming straightened up, raised his hand and waved, and a doorman walked into the hall with a wooden box full of gold, and placed the wooden box on the coffee table next to Bai Zhongxu.

Yuan Qiming said: "Bai Gang Master, there are 100 taels of gold here, please smile." ”

Bai Zhongxu's eyes widened angrily, he slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground, and shouted: "The surname is Yuan! Do you think Lao Tzu lacks such a little money from you! Your people have injured my people, where do you let me put my face!" A member of the White Tiger Gang standing behind Bai Zhongxu grabbed the wooden box and lifted it, splashing ten gold ingots on the ground to show his resolute attitude.

Ke Yu stood beside Luan Buwei from beginning to end, listening to the conversation between Yuan Qiming and Bai Zhongxu, his heart was beating wildly. When Bai Zhongxu smashed the teacup to the ground, he finally knew what he should do, so he took a step forward, drew his sword and put it on his neck, looked at Yuan Qiming and said with tears in his eyes: "Door master, thank you..."

Yuan Qiming didn't wait for him to finish speaking, snatched his sword and threw it aside, looked at Bai Zhongxu with a calm face, and said, "Bai Gang Master, it's my fault for not being strict with discipline. Since the white gang leader feels that he has lost face, you see how this is. I will make amends for Ke Yu, and you will ask for debts for your subordinates. ”

How could he not know the purpose of Bai Zhongxu's trip.

Sure enough, Bai Zhongxu's face softened a lot, and he actually showed a smile, slowly stood up and clapped his hands, and said, "Master Yuan, you love your people too much and are not strict enough, this is not good." ”

Yuan Qiming also smiled, clasped his hands into fists and said: "The head of the White Gang is reasonable, Yuan will definitely discipline the people of Qianxingmen in the future." ”

Bai Zhongxu nodded, and said: "Xu Qiwen is a subordinate I like very much, and I am naturally angry when I am injured like this by your people, but since the master of the Yuan Sect said that he will discipline, I will no longer care about it." It's just that what should be paid back must be returned. After that, he clasped his fists with Yuan Qiming, "Master Yuan, please!"

Yuan Qiming knew it in his heart, and he also used his internal force to stand with his hands behind his waist.

Bai Zhongxu is also listed in the position of "Ten Lives", and he is nicknamed "Tiger King", a pair of tiger fists destroy gold and broken stones, and Yuan Qiming's chest is wide open to welcome Bai Zhongxu's blow, which is tantamount to death.

Ke Yu burst into tears, looked at Yuan Qiming and said, "Door master, it's my fault, I should bear it myself!" shouted as he ran in front of Yuan Qiming, wanting to block Bai Zhongxu's punch for Yuan Qiming. Luan Buwei raised his arm to hook his neck and didn't let him come nonsense, even so, how could Luan Buwei rest assured that he stared at Yuan Qiming, his eyes unblinking.

Bai Zhongxu stood more than two feet apart with his feet, his toes slowly rolled over the ground, and qi rose from the soles of his feet and converged upward along the neck veins; his left hand was a fist first, and it was slowly pushed out from his chest as a palm; his right hand was a palm first, and it was slowly retracted to his chest as a fist; in an instant, his right fist rushed out and was hitting Yuan Qiming's chest.

Yuan Qiming didn't move at all with a smile on his face.

Including Bai Zhongxu, the fifteen people in the hall were stunned and couldn't believe it. The fierceness of Bai Zhongxu's fists, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, Yuan Qiming didn't resist eating Bai Zhongxu's punch, and he was unharmed.

Bai Zhongxu thought that he could beat Yuan Qiming to his knees with one punch, so he not only avenged Xu Qiwen, but also earned a big face for himself and the White Tiger Gang.

He felt that his face was gloomy, and he didn't want to stay in Qianxingmen for a long time, so he shouted in a low voice with a dark face: "Go!" The White Tiger Gang hurriedly walked out of the lobby.

Ke Yu let out a long sigh of relief, his legs that had been trembling for a long time finally relaxed, and he sat down weakly on the ground, and a thousand other people cheered and sang the praises of Yuan Qiming's greatness.

Luan Buwei still stared at Yuan Qiming with tense nerves, and sure enough, Bai Zhongxu and the others walked out of the Qianxing Gate for a while, and Yuan Qiming's body was about to fall as soon as he became weak. He immediately stepped forward to catch Yuan Qiming, took out a brown vial from his arms with one hand, poured three Seven Spirit Transformation Void Pills and fed Yuan Qiming to take them, and then ordered someone to send Yuan Qiming back to Yuan's house.

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Lu Sanchuan saw that Yuan Qiming was seriously injured, and after considering that Yuan Qiming was unintentional and unable to do anything else, he was no longer so nervous, and he thought for a while in his heart, thinking: The matter has come to this, and another way of life will be born in the desperate road. When it gets dark, I'll run out of the house!

When the servant brought the food, he ordered the servant to put it on the ground outside the door, and only after about a stick of incense did he quietly open the door and put the food into the house. Although he received the food, he did not eat it as soon as he opened his mouth, but put the food under his eyes and looked at it, put it down under his nose and sniffed and sniffed, and only then carefully put it in his mouth to eat.

And so on until dusk. The sky was getting darker, and Lu Sanchuan's heartbeat became more and more violent, holding his breath and concentrating, paying attention to the movement outside the house.

The red glow gradually faded, and the ink stained the sky. Lu Sanchuan was a little sleepy, so he put on his clothes and went to bed to plan to take a nap, and then go out in the dead of night, but he was worried in his heart, so he grabbed the dagger in his hand, just in case.

As the night deepened, the sound and shadow became quieter. Lu Sanchuan was sleeping in a daze, but suddenly a cold sword pressed on his neck, and someone whispered: "Don't move!"

Lu Sanchuan immediately sobered up, clenched the dagger under the feather quilt, and obediently did not move. The surroundings were dim, and the person was wearing a black hood, Lu Sanchuan didn't know who the other party was, just by his voice, he was a living person.

The man said, "Where is the sword spectrum of the Dragon Yin Knife?"

Sure enough, it was for the sword spectrum! Lu Sanchuan already knew it in his heart, pretending to be trembling, and pretending to say: "Don't kill me, the knife spectrum is in my arms, and I will give it to you." ”

The man snorted and said, "Don't move! I'll take it myself!" and put his left hand under the covers.

It was dark, his eyes were out of order, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, but the feeling in his body was real. Lu Sanchuan felt that the man had put his hand into the bed, so he quietly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into that arm unexpectedly.

The man couldn't react, and was pierced through the palm of his hand with a dagger, and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Lu Sanchuan took the opportunity to hold the feather quilt hard, pushed away the cold sword pressed on his neck, and ran out of the door barefoot.

The scream woke up the sound of sleeping in the house, and suddenly, the flames were everywhere, and the noisy voices were boiling.

"What's wrong, what's going on?"

"Whose wail is so terrible?"

Lu Sanchuan secretly screamed that it was not good, he didn't care about his bare feet that were so painful from the cold, he ran into the east and west, hiding in the south and hiding in the north, but he was suddenly pulled into a dark room by a person. He was about to call for help, but he heard someone whisper: "Don't make a sound, I'll take you out!"