The corners of Fang Zijing's mouth arced with a sneer, he knew that the other party was not good, and the good ones were not coming, but he still did not mean to show weakness in this way, thinking that there were only a handful of people he could be enemies with in this entire land of Lupin, and there were only a hundred and ten people, plus the silver operator and the man in black, it was not enough to be afraid.

But it's a pity that the grievances and grievances accumulated over the years could have been completely resolved within easy reach, but they were mixed up by the man in black who was good at speed. Fang Zijing thought of this, and looked coldly at the black-clothed man beside him, and a trace of hatred appeared.

After the silver operator finished speaking, he didn't say much, and rode the horse under his crotch to come to the side of the Jianghu Juyi Gang again, looked around left and right, and saw that there were several people in the crowd who were tied up, but he was familiar with one of them, and that person was Li Pojun.

Li Pojun was originally at the front of the team, but the spies in front reported that the village in front of him was suspected of having undergone a drastic change. When Li Pojun heard this, he reported to Hong Lao, and then led a team of people to investigate, but he didn't expect that he would meet the gang of bandits he had met on the mountain road before, and he was caught alive by the man's calculations.

Seeing this, the silver operator deliberately sneered: "Yo, isn't this Wuyue Silver Gun Li Pojun, Li Da Dart, why did you fall into the river?"

"Falling into the river" is naturally a code word. It means to be trapped, and it means to be trapped.

Seeing that someone was making fun of him, Li Pojun didn't answer, he regretted in his heart that he shouldn't have been reckless just now, and he didn't admit that he had fallen for Fang Zijing's way.

The silver operator smiled "hehe". He turned his head to the other party and saluted: "Old Monster Fang, there are too many fish here today, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to catch them all!" In order to avoid disputes, it is better to forget about it, so as not to lose both sides, it is not good for you and me, and it is a pity that no one can eat fish and meat at that time, you see?"

The meaning of these words, Fang Zijing can naturally understand, this silver operator is obviously telling himself that the forces on both sides are equal today, and if they really fight, I am afraid that no one will be able to eat good fruits, which is implying that he is making peace.

"Hmph, I'm going to catch the eagle that catches the fish, not the fish under the talons, and I have two eagle nets in my hand, and it almost killed the eagle just now. Why do you want to be a yellow finch, or do you want to catch the fish and eagle together?" the other party wanted to make peace, but Fang Zijing disdained it, and snorted coldly with the 'Burial Bone Eagle Whip' in his hand.

As soon as these words came out, a touch of hostility suddenly flashed between the silver operator's eyebrows. Originally, if Hong Lao had not been injured and Li Pojun had not been arrested, he really didn't need to say anything about peace. But at this time, seeing Fang Zijing's posture, I am afraid that he didn't take himself seriously, how could this not make him angry.

Got off the horse's back, and after the silver operator landed, he sneered and said, "Hehe, what does Old Monster Fang mean is that there is nothing to talk about?"

Fang Zijing also sneered and replied, "Hehe, how can you tolerate me with your little Tianzi dart?"

As he spoke, two different internal forces were instantly released, and a dark wind suddenly rose, blowing the cloak on the two of them, and the two sides suddenly fell into a confrontation.

A dark golden internal force was held on top of two copper whips, one straight as a stick, and the other as bent as an iron rope.

On the other side, the whole body also exudes majestic internal force, the color of gold and silver, like a bronze man with gold and silver. However, compared with Fang Zijing's internal force, the momentum is much weaker.

At this time, the silver operator was already holding a round golden abacus at some point, and each abacus on it was faintly shaking several silver thorns.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Hong Lao struggled and was supported by others and stood in front of everyone. When he saw the two facing each other, he deliberately looked at the weapon in Fang Zijing's hand that could crack his eagle claw skill, and weakly reminded: "Brother Wu Zhen be careful of the steel whip in his hand!"

It turned out that this middle-aged man dressed luxuriously and holding a golden abacus was surnamed Wu, and his single name was a trace. Known as the silver operator Wu Zhen, he is the head of the Tianzi Dart Bureau, and the deputy executive director of Lu Bang Dart Bank.

Wu Zhen replied to Hong Lao. At this time, he didn't dare to slack off, after all, he knew that the other party's martial arts were far above him, and even the Hong Lao behind him was invincible, how could he dare to be distracted at this time.

After answering, Wu Zhen looked at the weapon in Fang Zijing's hand with a slight squint from the corner of his eyes, and said secretly: "This weapon is really strange?"

At this moment, Fang Zijing had already moved. I saw him step out in one step, crossed his hands, and threw out a dark golden qi blade with his double whips, and quickly hit Wu Zhen's place.

Seeing that Fang Zijing was in front of him in an instant, Wu Zhen's eyes were keen, and the abacus in his hand was dialed to block the door, and then he threw it again. After a trilling sound of "hum", several iron beads were frantically thrown out by him like needles and thorns, and went straight to Fang Zijing to beckon.

"Smack, dangdang ......!"

Wu Zhen dodged a whip and hit him hard, and Fang Zijing was also resisting the abacus thrown by Wu Zhen. Neither of the two had the upper hand in one round. However, Fang Zijing looked very calm, his body had not yet settled, he just stepped on the ground, and the person attacked again.

On the contrary, at this time, Wu Zhen's two arms felt a burst of pain, and he blocked a steel whip, and he realized how huge the gap between the two was.

But fortunately, there was no danger, and although Fang Zijing's attack was sharp, it was not to the point where he could disintegrate himself with one blow. The corners of his mouth showed a hint of pride, and his spirits were suddenly lifted. Then he grasped the abacus with one hand, and then put on a posture, lifting the abacus in his hand to the side of the face, and the other hand began to move the abacus in the abacus constantly. Every time you pluck the abacus, you can play a variety of rhythms as if there is a pattern, and when the rhythm appears, several sounds that break the air have crossed the air, but you can only listen to its sound, but you can't see it.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for nearly several rounds and were still inseparable. However, at this time, the abacus in Wu Zhen's hand began to slowly decrease, most of the two rows of abacus beads had been gone, and the remaining abacus beads were trembling slightly and humming.

"Hmph, I'm going to see how many beads you have left. Fang Zijing dodged one abacus secret weapon after another, and the two steel whips were shot again at the same time.

After being shot, the double whip actually shook out two intertwined iron lock vortices in the air, crossed left and right, stabbed Wu Zhen in the air, and at the same time cracked the flying abacus secret weapon one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Zhen turned around and flew to the side of the man in black with two volleys, patted the other party's shoulder gently, and gasped: "Oops, hey, my brother is not good, it's your turn!"

The man in black smiled when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of helplessness: "Then let's say okay, if I make ten moves, I will help me get the things, and I have already made eight moves." ”

Wu Zhen made a gesture of nine, and nodded his head with a pant and said yes, which shows that the consumption of internal force is not a star and a half.

"Hey, hey. The man in black raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and an afterimage flew out, and everyone could see where the people had gone. I saw that Li Pojun was already fighting in the crowd of the other party.

It turned out that the first goal of the man in black was to rescue Li Pojun and the others first, and with these masters who could fight to get out of trouble, the situation on both sides would become equal. The reason why Fang Zijing was unmoved by the arrival of Wu Zhen and the others was because the number one hundred and ten people were not enough in his eyes, the other party was injured and caught, and it was enough to have chips in his hand.

However, when he saw that Li Pojun was already fighting on his side, he secretly said "not good", but it was too late. I saw another afterimage passing by like a ghost, and the steel whip in his hand was also taken off at the same time, and when he looked back, the steel whip had already reached Hong Lao's hand.

"Give me back the weapon!" Fang Zijing's weapon was chopped off, he shouted angrily, stepped out a few feet in one step, and rushed straight into the Wu Mu dart game.

But there are already many people on the side of the Wumu Dart Bureau, how can he be the only one who can break in. For a while, several knives and guns stabbed Fang Zijing. Fang Zijing couldn't dodge, and suddenly suffered several wounds on his body, and hurriedly retreated.

At this time, a faint and heart-warming voice sounded behind him: "How can a fish survive without water?"

Before the words fell, hundreds of people on both sides had already fought together. Fang Zijing realized at this time that the other party had already set up a huge net for himself.

[To be continued]