"Name?"

"Wang Sandong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Where's home?"

"Shuzhou. ”

"What will happen?"

"I've been practicing kung fu for a few years. ”

At this time, Nangong Yiming was already in one of the rudder divisions of the Salt Water Gang, and he was asked about the steward of the rudder. In fact, the scale of the Yanshui Gang is very small, as long as there are some forces in a few counties near Yanshui, those big state capitals have no strength at all, and they are completely untenable. But Wang Kun has a good face, so he set up three rudders in the three counties, and each used one person to manage things.

There are only about 20 disciples of the Yanshui Gang in Yanshui County, and most of them have never practiced martial arts, and they can only be regarded as physically strong compared to ordinary people. The yellow steward of this Yanshui County rudder is also good at martial arts, but it is very shallow, and he has not even reached the realm of the first glimpse of the doorway, so the yellow steward of this rudder has always wanted to recruit a few practitioners, so that the rudder of Yanshui County can be regarded as the rudder of a Jianghu sect.

When Nangong Yiming, who was disguised as Wang Sandong, said that he had practiced kung fu for several years, Steward Huang's eyes suddenly brightened. No matter what level it is, there is still a big difference between those who have practiced kung fu for a few years and those who can't, Huang Guan Shi has practiced kung fu for a few years, and now he can't do it in Yanshui County, except for the owner of the Fuyang Martial Arts Pavilion, no one in the entire county dares to say anything.

"How many years have you really practiced kung fu?"

"I've really practiced kung fu for a few years. ”

Steward Huang was overjoyed, but he wanted to give Nangong Yiming a touch of the bottom and see what level he had practiced kung fu for a few years, but no matter how he said it, he was the steward of this rudder, and it didn't matter if he could win Nangong Yiming, if he couldn't beat this face, it would be a big loss.

"In this way, you will go to the Fuyang Martial Arts Pavilion with me, have a discussion with their hall master, and see how your level is, do you dare?"

"Dare. ”

Huang Guan Shi has a good psychological calculation, the owner of the pavilion is also a beginner at the level of the door, within the scope of the Salt Water Gang, the martial arts are not surprisingly comparable to Wang Kun and his senior brother, but it is much stronger than Huang Guanshi, even if Nangong Yiming can only fight a tie with him, it is still earned.

It's just that this Huang Guan doesn't know Nangong Yiming's ability, in fact, even if Wang Kun's senior brother comes in person, he may not have to get Nangong Yiming, the owner of a small martial arts hall is a martial artist who has just glimpsed the realm of the doorway, and it is also a trick in Nangong Yiming's hands.

Sure enough, as soon as Steward Huang turned around, he took Nangong Yiming to the Fuyang Martial Arts Hall. On weekdays, in Yanshui County, the owner of this money hall relied on his skills and didn't give much face to the yellow steward. When the owner of the Qian Pavilion was young, he had been an outer disciple of the Lingnan faction of the five factions in Yanzhou for ten years, and then he retreated from the sect and opened a martial arts hall in Yanshui County, after all, he was also a little knowledgeable in the gate faction.

As soon as you look at Nangong Yiming, you will know that he must not be very old, and a young man of this age may have extremely high strength in the big sect, but in the small sect, there are even some half-assers who are not in the sect, and the martial arts of this kind of person are not high.

But it's okay not to do it, as soon as you move your hands, the owner of the money hall knows that he is not an opponent. Nangong Yiming gave him face, and in the tenth move, he swept the Qian Pavilion Master to the ground with a knife back. Nangong Yiming didn't care at all about defeating an opponent like the Qian Pavilion Master, not to mention that his strength was already much higher than that of the Qian Pavilion Master, and the status of the Qian Pavilion Master was too low. To put it bluntly, he is only a master of a county, and he is still a county that is not very conspicuous in the whole of Datang.

Contrary to Nangong Yiming's calm expression, Huang Guan was very happy. Originally, he was worried that Nangong Yiming's martial arts were higher than him, but it was because he was afraid that Nangong Yiming would rob him of the title he was now in charge of. But now, Nangong Yiming's martial arts are much higher than him, where would such a person be interested in a small steward.

When martial arts reach a certain level, the vision is naturally different. Steward Huang knew that he had a few catties and taels, so he almost bowed his head to Nangong Yiming in the next few days, with Nangong Yiming's martial arts level, even if he went to the helmsman of the Salt Water Gang in the future, his status would definitely not be low, where would he dare to provoke a small steward.

Sure enough, as soon as the news of Wang Sandong, the helmsman of Yanshui County, defeating the Qian Martial Arts Pavilion of Fuyang Martial Arts Pavilion, reached Wang Kun's ears, he immediately went to Yanshui County. A young man in his early twenties has a martial arts realm that is higher than the first glimpse of the door, and it is no problem to enter the extreme realm in the future, if there is a good opportunity, it is not even a dream to transform into a realm. Wang Kun's subordinates are too short of capable people, thinking that his salt water gang only has his senior brother's highest martial arts, but that is only the level of the peak of a double extreme realm, although he has always said to the outside world that his senior brother is the strength of the transformation realm, but he knows it in his heart.

In order to get Wang Kun's attention, Nangong Yiming had to make up another life experience for himself, but Nangong Yiming didn't know what would happen if he told the truth, but fortunately, something big happened in Xuanzhou recently, and he arranged for himself the identity of a disciple of the inner door of the Five Tigers, and most people would not doubt it. Moreover, there are many masters in the Five Tiger Sects, and it is not impossible for a young inner disciple to have a realm higher than the first glimpse of the door path or even extremely calm. Moreover, after the Five Tigers Sect suffered, many masters were lost to different sects, and it was not impossible even to go to his Salt Water Gang.

Soon, Nangong Yiming, who was named Wang Sandong, received Wang Kun's attention and went to the helm of the Salt Water Gang. There, Nangong Yiming finally got a little comfort, the Salt Water Gang was just a small sect, and it was not well known. But it is this small sect that has not changed its name but has played a big role in this Jiangbei Martial Arts Conference.

Yuwen Chengjian was very satisfied with Wang Kun's method, if it weren't for Yuwen Fu saying that he would cross the river and tear down the bridge, Yuwen Chengjian would even want to recruit him to come to the bloody hand. But he couldn't disobey Yuwen Fu's order, and just when Nangong Yiming became a powerful general under Wang Kun, Yuwen Chengjian happened to go north, and the target was also in the salt water gang of salt water. It's just that this time Yuwen Chengjian's goal is not to win over, but to frame.

After all, the Salt Water Gang is still one of the seven factions and nine gangs, and Yuwen Chengjian's actions can't be too big or too blatant. I secretly selected three or four disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect who were good at it to accompany him on the road.

Wang Kun is flattered, the young master of the Bloody Hand Gate is already terrible for this title alone, in Wang Kun's psychology, the Salt Water Gang will definitely be closely attached to the body of the Bloody Hand Gate in the future, waiting for the Bloody Hand Gate to dominate the rivers and lakes, then their Salt Water Gang can dominate a state even if they say anything.

Although the interests are not small, Wang Kun is not a fool and cannot greet Yuwen Chengjian with great fanfare.

So Yuwen Chengjian came to Yanshui to plot to kill Wang Kun and blame the five factions in Yanzhou, and the other was trying to curry favor with Yuwen Chengjian, hoping to gain a firm foothold in the bloody hand.

"Young Sect Master. ”

The first time Wang Kun saw Yuwen Chengjian, he showed a courteous face, and the young master made Yuwen Chengjian very happy. There is no such title as the young master in the bloody hand gate, and Yuwen Fu's goal is not to become a Jianghu gate sect, so it makes no sense to set up the title of young master, and the uncles are all called Yuwen Cheng Jian Lou or Yuwen Shaoxia, but obviously these two titles are not as good as the young master.

"Wang's helper. ”

Yuwen Chengjian smiled slightly, although he came to cross the river and demolish the bridge, but he still couldn't pass it on the surface, and even made Wang Kun feel that he would definitely treat him well after the bloody hand, so that Wang Kun's death could play the greatest role.

"Young master, there is nothing good on the salt water side, so I prepared a table of wine in a nearby small county, and asked the young master to appreciate his face. ”

"Good. ”

Just when Yuwen Chengjian came, Nangong Yiming was also there, but there were more people in the Salt Water Gang, and Nangong Yiming hid behind and was not recognized by Yuwen Chengjian. After all, Yuwen Chengjian is now a distinguished guest of the Salt Water Gang, and he is just a disciple of the Salt Water Gang. Even if it is really valued by Wang Kun, it still can't be compared with Yuwen Chengjian's weight.

Wang Kun also took a lot of effort to do this for Yuwen Chengjian, first with good wine and good meat for him, and then invited the most popular singer and dancer from Xuzhou to sing and dance for Yuwen Chengjian. Young and vigorous, everyone likes these things in the world of flowers, Yuwen Chengjian has been practicing kung fu in the bloody hand door on weekdays, but he will not refuse to enjoy it as soon as he comes out. After all, such an opportunity is too rare for him, he glanced at Wang Kun, in fact, he really didn't want to kill him in his heart, this Wang Kun is a little smart, and very sensible, and knows filial piety.

But there is no way, there is no righteousness in the rules of the Bloody Hand Gate, only interests.

After being full of wine and food, Yuwen Chengjian naturally hugged several beauties together, Wang Kun saw that Yuwen Chengjian had been smiling and nodding at him, and thought that things were going very smoothly, so he also turned back to the helm. In Wang Kun's eyes, it was only a matter of time before the Bloody Hand Gate went north and competed with the five factions in Yanzhou, after all, there was a big battle in Anzhou before the two major sects, and the Bloody Hand Gate would definitely not let go of the five factions in Yanzhou easily. When the five factions of Yanzhou are wiped out, the richest areas in the Central Plains will be vacant, and as the senior junior brother of the Bloody Hand Gate, it is too simple for the Salt Water Gang to share some benefits.

Wang Kun already has a complete set of plans, that is, the fox and the tiger, and then the Salt Water Gang will no longer be the Salt Water Gang, and they will no longer be trapped in such a small place as the Salt Water. Even if Wang Kun and his senior brother's martial arts are not good, they can become secular sects.

Thinking of this, Wang Kun felt that his step of taking refuge in the Bloody Hand Gate was thrilling, but it was very correct.

"Who?!"

Just when Wang Kun was overjoyed, his door was suddenly knocked open without any warning. Anyway, he is also the leader of a gang, and there are more than a dozen disciples of the Salt Water Gang watching from outside.

Why did you let people in all of a sudden. Wang Kun's expression was a little wrong, and in vain, a dark shadow rushed into his room and stood in front of Wang Kun.