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Although the master can't stand the endless stream of tactics of the sea of people, but the battle in the rivers and lakes does not need to kill the opponent all over the house.

As long as the order of the other party's leader is obtained, and then, under the leaderless dragons, internal strife, and the prying eyes of hostile forces, this thing is enough to destroy any powerful gang in the world.

After the gang leader's benevolent and bizarre death, if the gang leader Nangong Ling and the most prestigious elder in the gang Wang Shibao died here, it would be tantamount to a catastrophe for the beggar gang.

The water is not kneeless, and treading the waves is not a difficult thing for the characters who have cultivated the inner family kung fu to a high and profound realm in the river breeze. But if he wants to be like Jiang Feng, he can simply walk on the surface of the water as the ground, at least, none of his beggars have this ability.

Therefore, the moment the river wind took off, everyone on the big ship had secretly raised their internal force to the limit. As long as Nangong Ling gives an order, it will be ten thousand sticks and ten thousand knives, no matter what he Jiang Feng is capable of, he will be divided into corpses.

"This friend, it turned out to be a guest, someone is coming, watch the seat!"

As soon as Jiang Fengfang landed, he didn't want to, with Nangong Ling's order, what greeted him was not the cold of the sword, but a chair representing friendship.

Nangong Ling's face was full of sincerity, but when Jiang Feng looked into his eyes, there was always a feeling of resentment, which was hidden very deeply, very deeply.

"You don't have to sit down!"

Jiang Feng didn't even look at the chair in front of him, he stood there and said to Nangong Ling: "The purpose of my coming here is actually very simple, it is to be entrusted by someone to come to rescue Qiu Lingsu. Hand over the people, and I'll leave right away!"

"Presumptuous!"

It was the king's ten bags that were drinking, and in addition to him, dozens of loud and small, high and low voices came almost at the same time. Benevolence has been in charge of the beggars for many years, and his prestige and influence among the beggars are far beyond anyone can predict.

For Qiu Lingsu, the widow of the old gang leader, no matter what, the beggar gang will never let her fall into the hands of others. Otherwise, not only would they be sorry for the kindness under the Nine Springs, but the prestige of the beggar gang would no longer be there.

"If you don't have to talk about it, just say it, then let's do it!"

The Ming Yugong that was running wildly caused an invisible whirlwind to suddenly arise around Jiang Feng. Nangong Ling and Wang Shibao, who were closest to Jiang Feng, were under this whirlwind, and they only felt that their bodies actually had an involuntary feeling.

"Wait!"

Nangong Lingyan said, first waved his hand, signaling the beggars to help everyone not to make a move, and then opened his mouth and continued to say to Jiang Feng: "Master, her old man is in the cabin, so I will send someone to invite her old man to come out, and ask her to explain it to Your Excellency in person, okay?"

"Mrs. Qiu is obviously not on the ship!"

In this way, although Wang Shibao and the others understood it in their hearts, not only did they not know how to say it, but they also did not show the slightest abnormality on their faces. After Renci's death, Nangong Ling was able to smoothly take over the power of the beggar gang, relying on his decisiveness and wisdom.

After a short while, wearing a long black dress and a black veil to cover his face, although he couldn't see his face, but the figure that came from him made people have no doubt that behind this black veil, there must be a face that captivated the country and the city.

She didn't go fast, and now she has not only lost her youthful vitality, but also experienced the pain of losing her husband. Such a person, no matter how slow he goes, will only attract people's sympathy and understanding.

But seeing her walking towards Jiang Feng step by step, at the moment when everyone was stunned, she was already only a foot away from Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng kept smiling, a kind of mountain tiger smiling when he saw herds of livestock dangling in front of his eyes. It seemed that if he wanted to, everything in front of him would be reduced to pieces and food in an instant.

But the next moment, this soft Mrs. Qiu, who seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind at any time, suddenly moved.

But seeing that her long sleeves suddenly flew up, like a cloud out of Xiu, flying and moving, in a blink of an eye, she had changed seven or eight postures.

This trick seems to be a peerless dancing girl, dancing to the most beautiful music when she is in the happiest mood. No matter who you are, seeing such a beautiful dance, even if you are not confused, you will feel happy in your heart.

If a person suddenly feels a wave of happiness in his heart when he is facing an enemy, it is definitely not a good thing. Because unpleasant things may soon follow.

Whether it is the move, the angle, or the timing, this Mrs. Qiu has grasped it perfectly. But everyone knows that this person will never be Mrs. Qiu, because Mo said that it is Mrs. Qiu, even among the beggars at this time, no one will have this martial art.

"Who is this person, and where did the gang leader invite such a master? ”

Wang Shibao's heart couldn't help but be puzzled for a while, comparing his heart to his heart, such a master, there was no need to sneak attack to kill. Because if she wanted to kill someone, whether it was a sneak attack or not, the result would not be the slightest different.

"Poof" sound.

The long tone of the pull came out, and there was a pain in everyone's ears.

The purple light flashed, and the small building in Jiang Feng's hand listened to the spring rain overnight, and he didn't know when, and it had turned into a purple crescent moon, which was between himself and "Mrs. Qiu".

It was very spicy, ruthless, and the chilling killing machine shone with the scimitar in Jiang Feng's hand. After mixing into Ming Yugong's aura, it seemed to be substantial, and it rushed towards the surroundings in waves, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

A series of two crisp sounds of "ping pong" came.

Jiang Feng's knife was struck, but he was not able to keep the other party, which shows that the strength of the other party is far more than the sneak attack just now.

Looking at the other party's figure flying upside down like a butterfly, Jiang Feng's eyes did not have the slightest hesitation. Cold, rock-like gaze shone on the other party's body.

The knife followed the person, and a roaring sound suddenly erupted from Jiang Feng's feet, and the huge force made the sawdust splash there, and the sky was full of dust.

Fast and direct figure, the next moment, the distance between the two has been reduced to three feet.

With a swing of the knife, a strange suction force that seemed to come from the blade of the knife made the air of some way begin to flow backwards towards the scimitar.

Although the "Mrs. Autumn" is strong, at this moment, she is like a fish in the mire. The agility and swiftness of the past can't play a little bit.

With a strange twist of his body, he narrowly avoided Jiang Feng's knife, but the next moment, two pieces of black yarn fell, and a beautiful face, but it was by no means Qiu Lingsu's face revealed.

"Long time no see, Shi Guanyin!" (To be continued.) )