The words of negotiation between Hong Yang Gong and Fang Zijing at this time fell into everyone's ears. Hearing this, everyone present was shocked, whether it was the Wumu Dart Bureau or the Jianghu Juyi Gang, the people under them all looked at each other, and they were silent.

As everyone knows, there are only two forces that have dominated the rivers and lakes in the land of Qilu for several years. One is the 'Wumu Dart Bureau' that relies on darts to make a living, and the other is the 'Jianghu Juyi Gang' that relies on forcible seizures and robberies. One is powerful and famous, while the other is notorious and shunned.

The two families did not get along, and they had many grievances for many years. But they all seem to be afraid of each other, and although the two families have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, they have not had much conflict. Just because one is in the north and the other is in the south, the well water does not interfere with the river water.

When Elder Hong heard Fang Zijing call himself "junior brother", his face was instantly gloomy. His life is bright and upright, but what he is most afraid of is mentioning the fellow brother he met when he was young.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang raised troops to revolt, and the people suffered greatly from fire and water. The young Hongyang Gong was naturally inevitably affected and baptized by the war, and in the end, his family was ruined, leaving him alone. In order to survive, Hongyang Gong had no choice but to go north, because the war in the north had been quelled at that time, and most of the people fled here.

Hong Yang Gong fled all the way north with the fleeing people, and met a young man of his age on the way. The young man took great care of him, and always gave him half of the food, and the two became very good brothers. When the young Hongyang Gong was one year old, he was called his eldest brother, and Hongyang Gong was called the second brother.

The two brothers often broke away from the ranks of the fleeing people and ran to a wild hillside to chat, and the young man would often ask, "Hey, Yang Gong, what are your plans for the future?"

"I, well, I don't have any plans, I'll go wherever you go, big brother, and I don't have any relatives anyway. Hong Yang Gong replied.

The young man laughed: "Haha, Yang Gong, a man can't have a goal, it's okay to follow me in the future, but you can't be left behind by me, this world doesn't tolerate the weak!"

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll work hard. By the way, big brother, do you have any plans?"

"I, ah, I want to learn martial arts under a famous teacher in the future. ”

"Learn martial arts?"

"Well, if you learn martial arts, you can protect my relatives and friends. ”

"Big brother, can you protect me?"

"Of course, not to protect you, even to protect everyone here. ”

"Wow, big brother is amazing!"

The young man who spoke was Fang Zijing. The two sat on the dirt slope and chatted, looking forward to the future and imagining what the future would look like, but they never thought about the variables of the future.

Half a year later, the two came to the northern land as they wished, and settled here. I usually make a living by doing chores for local businessmen, and another year has passed in a flash.

One day in the second year, Fang Zijing happily pushed open the door and pulled Hong Yanggong up from the earthen kang and said: "Yanggong, Yanggong, come with me, I met a person who is quite powerful in martial arts, let's go to him to apprentice." ”

However, Hong Yanggong was very satisfied with the living conditions at that time, and he didn't think that his eldest brother's mind had never changed, and he was bent on learning martial arts.

Coincidentally, the man heard that the two wanted to learn martial arts from him as a teacher, so he agreed without any hesitation, and it was not until later that the two learned that they had entered the dart industry.

There are a lot of rules in the dart shop, and it is very hard, but they also teach martial arts, which makes the two young people work extremely hard. It didn't take long for the two of them to be able to take over the easier dart slips and make a profit for the game.

Seeing this, the master of the dart game was also very satisfied. On a whim, he really accepted the two as official disciples from then on, and taught the supreme technique of the dart game.

One day, Fang Zi was happy with his achievements. Unexpectedly, he led the team to dart without telling Hong Yanggong, but he encountered bandits halfway and snatched up his goods. Fang Zijing saw that the strength was weak and it was difficult to fight, so he ignored the rules of the dart game for a while, and escaped back to the dart game alone.

When his teacher learned of this, he was furious, but he couldn't bear to kill his disciple with his own hands. In desperation, Fang Zijing was expelled from the dart game, and he was left to fend for himself. Who knew that this Fang Zijing was disgusted for a while, and swore that as long as he didn't die, he would fight with Wu Mu Dart Bureau endlessly. Since then, he has been the king of Liangshan and has built the notorious "Jianghu Juyi Gang". ”

Ten years later, the two reached middle age one after another, and the master also died of illness a few years ago, and the dart game was passed on to the upright Hongyang Gong.

Thinking of the love of the same door and brotherhood, Fang Zijing at that time did not want to embarrass his brother, so he only shot at other dart games, but deliberately avoided Wu Mu dart games. Who knows that things will be reversed, and his move has brought questions to the Wumu Dart Bureau. Because all the dart games cannot escape the magic of the Jianghu Juyi Gang, how come the Wumu dart game has never had an accident.

Therefore, large and small dart games came to the Wumu Dart Bureau theory, thinking that they had something to do with the Jianghu Juyi Gang and deliberately harmed their peers. When Hong Yang Gong learned about it, he was furious, and he took the case on the spot, promising to the dart masters that there was no such thing, and from then on he would work with the dart bureau to deal with the Jianghu Juyi Gang.

Fang Zijing's heart was as cold as numb when he learned about it, and the affection in his heart no longer existed. hated his biased master even more, so the beams of the two families became bigger and bigger, so that it reached the point where water and fire were intolerable. Although it seems to be peaceful on weekdays, in fact, it has been fighting openly and secretly for many years, until today.

"You shut up for me, I only have a master, not a senior brother. When Elder Hong heard Fang Zijing call himself junior brother, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

"Master, hmph. If it weren't for me back then, where would you come from, Master? Others think that your life as Hong Yang Gong was bright and upright, upright and selfless, but they know who brought you to the point where you are today to change your fate, do you dare to admit it?" Fang Zijing also glared at Hong Lao Dao angrily.

In a hurry, Hong Lao flew from the carriage to the ground, and said to Fang Zijing as he walked: "Do you want me to admit that it's you? Even if it's you? You could have been a dart master like me, but you didn't, in order to get the true inheritance of the master, you didn't hesitate to let me take a more dangerous dart, didn't you want me to die early?"

"Heh!" Fang Zijing smiled when he heard this: "Yes, I can't wait for you to die early." Not only did you rob me of my status and my exercises, but you also robbed my junior sister!"

"Senior sister?" Now everyone was even more dumbfounded, and said in their hearts: "This story is too twisted and bizarre!"

"You ......!" Hong Lao heard the word "junior sister", and he had nothing to say for a while. Tremblingly, he pointed to Fang Zijing and continued: "Say, do you want to die today, or do you want to come back to my old bad fate?"

Fang Zijing saw that Elder Hong wanted to change the topic, and sneered: "Hehe, what." Are you scared when you mention your junior sister, and don't dare to let everyone know what you have done?"

"Fang Zijing, you stop ...... me!" With a burst of applause, Hong Lao's five fingers clasped tightly with his backhand, turning into an eagle's claw. Then he stepped out of his feet, splashing a gust of wind, and the slender five-finger nails grabbed Fang Zijing's chest like a roc spreading its wings!

[To be continued]