Chapter 82 The Last Resort

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"If you have something to say, say it!" In the sweet and slightly hoarse voice, the white fat proprietress in an apron ran over quickly, "Uncles, don't get angry!

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"Zong Kun, come back!" Miao Yizhen said with a cold face.

Zong Kun glared at the gray-clothed man fiercely, and turned around a little reluctantly.

"Stare at your uncle! Look for death!" The man in gray pounced on him, and before the steel knife could be slashed, he was punched in the right shoulder with a "peng";

Zong Kun sneered and walked back to Miao Yizhen's side.

The man in gray struggled and tried to pounce on him, but was held back by several of his companions.

"An Laoqi, don't be impulsive!" a man in blue in his forties seemed to be the leader of everyone, and he hurriedly shouted when he saw this.

The stunned proprietress came back to her senses, hurriedly greeted Miao Yizhen and her party, and said with a smile: "Hello guests, let's eat?"

"Yes. Xu Jinshan said lightly: "Boss, what good wine and good food are there, just go on it!"

Miao Yizhen walked to the side of the group of Jianghu guests without hurrying, hugged his fists and said: "My brother is irritable, and he collided with all brothers, I'm sorry!"

The man in blue stood up and hugged his fists and said, "Okay, my brother too!" Speaking of this, he said loudly: "Brothers, let's go!"

The man in blue led the brothers to walk out of the Zaolin Restaurant quickly, and the man in gray refused to be reconciled, and glared at Zong Kun with hatred as he walked.

Zhao Yanhao couldn't get used to this kind of bullying behavior, but he was with them, so he sat listlessly next to Miao Yizhen and ate sullenly.

The brocade guards were in high spirits, talking and feasting.

Miao Yizhen glanced at Zong Kun, who was indulging in drinking at the adjacent table, and shouted, "Zong Kun!"

"My lord......" suddenly saw Miao Yizhen's face cold, suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly changed his words: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Drink less!" Miao Yizhen's voice was a little stern, and he glanced at his subordinates again, "And you!"

The subordinates didn't dare to drink anymore, and ate honestly.

"Zong Kun, don't you feel very proud about today's events?" Miao Yizhen said coldly.

Zong Kun glanced at him, lowered his head and didn't dare to squeak.

Everyone listened: "Miao Yizhen put down his chopsticks, glanced at his subordinates one by one, and said slowly: "Along the way, who dares to be like Zong Kun again, lawless, causing trouble, and never sparing!"

"Yes. "The subordinates are sincerely afraid.

Zhao Yanhao saw that his uncle restrained his subordinates like this, and his mood was much more relaxed. After eating for a while, he suddenly remembered that Dou Xingkong was still in the car, so he said, "Uncle Shi, I'll send some food to that Dou Xingkong." ā€

"Oh, I forgot. Miao Yizhen smiled: "Yan Hao, you don't have to go, let Geng Yun go." ā€

"I'm full. I'll go!" Zhao Yanhao took two steamed buns and walked out of the bamboo fence courtyard quickly, feeling that the sun was like fire, and it was very hot.

The horses pulling the cart were tied to the woods, and the bodies were parked by the roadside, exposed to the scorching sun.

Zhao Yanhao hurriedly walked to the front of the carriage, lifted the black curtain, and a sultry and turbid smell gushed out.

The inside of the carriage was as hot as a steamer.

An old man in black was lying on his back in the carriage softly, his pale face was covered with sweat, and he had already fainted.

Zhao Yanhao hurriedly carried the old man into the forest, leaned him against the trunk of a jujube tree, pressed his right palm against his chest, and the palm power vomited slightly, and a warm internal strength penetrated his chest.

The old man choked, woke up, and groaned, "...... Water...... Water ......"

"Senior Dou, bear with me! I'll go get it!"

Miao Yizhen saw Zhao Yanhao walking back in a hurry, his face was angry, and he was slightly surprised: "Yanhao, what's wrong?...... Won't the thief eat it?"

"He's dizzy from the heat!I'll bring him water to drink!" Zhao Yanhao asked the proprietress for a bowl of water, turned around and walked out with a cold face.

"Geng Yun, look at what you've done!" Miao Yizhen suddenly slapped the table, his face turned pale, and he pointed at Geng Yun and shouted angrily: "Don't go and help yet!"

Geng Yun was so frightened that he hurriedly left the table and went to grab the bowl in Zhao Yanhao's hand.

"Don't dare to work!" Zhao Yanhao didn't look at him, and flicked it gently.

Geng Yun suddenly felt a strong force hit him, and he staggered back two steps before he stood firm, his face swollen and red, but he didn't dare to attack.

Zhao Yanhao fed Dou Xingkong and drank all the water, and asked with concern: "Senior Dou, are you better?"

Dou Xingkong's honeycomb full of horses showed a look of gratitude on his face, and he gasped: "It's much better...... Thank you!"

Zhao Yanhao took out the steamed bun from his arms, stuffed it into his hand, and said warmly: "Eat!"

Dou Xingkong trembled and wanted to put the steamed bun in his mouth, lifted half a foot and hung down softly, and said in a trembling voice: "This little brother...... I'm bothering you again...... Feed me...... Okay?"

Zhao Yanhao only saw that his hamstrings had been broken, but he didn't expect that his tendons had also been broken, and he suddenly felt inexplicably sour, and his eyes were red, so he took the steamed bun and tore it into small pieces to feed him.

Dou Xingkong finished eating the steamed bun and said softly: "Young man, you have a really good heart...... What's your name?"

Zhao Yanhao said his name, expecting that he would ask "Shaolin Zhao Yanhao", but he didn't expect him to only say "oh", and then closed his eyes weakly and moaned softly. He didn't know that Dou Xingkong had been isolated from the world for more than ten years, and his fame had only been in the past few years, how could people know?

Dou Xingkong slowly opened his eyes and said, "Brother Zhao, please take me to the car!"

Zhao Yanhao said: "Don't worry, it's hot in the car, let's get in the car when you set off!"

Dou Xingkong glanced at him gratefully, bowed his head and sighed long.

"Senior Dou, cooperate with us. Zhao Yanhao comforted: "When you make a meritorious service, Master Miao will definitely let you go." ā€

"Let me go?...... But what's the use?" Dou Xingkong suddenly whimpered: "Woo, I don't have long to live!"

"Senior Dou, you are just deprived, why are you so pessimistic?"

"Pessimistic, can you not be pessimistic?" Dou Xingkong burst into tears and said in a loud voice: "They beat me! torture me...... Come and touch it, up and down my body, how many bones do I have left?"

Zhao Yanhao suddenly felt panicked in his heart, and was silent for a long time, and said, "Senior Dou, where is your hometown?"

"Shanxi Lingshi. Dou Xingkong slowly stopped his grief and said in a deep voice: "I don't have any other thoughts, I just want to go back alive and take a look at my poor old woman and hard-working child!"

"Good. I'll send you back!" Zhao Yanhao felt that his eyes were a little blurry, but he didn't know that his eyes were already filled with tears.

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The brocade guards hugged Miao Yizhen out of the restaurant.

Miao Yizhen glanced at Zhao and Dou in the forest, turned around and said, "Zhang Qingfeng, you go driving!"

"Yes. A young man in a white robe came out in response to the call, went to the forest to lead the horse, and put the wheel on the horse's body.

Zhao Yanhao carried Dou Xingkong back to the carriage and said to Zhang Qingfeng: "I'll drive!"

Zhang Qingfeng was a little embarrassed, and looked back at Miao Yizhen.

Miao Yizhen smiled: "Okay." Let your brother Zhao come!"

Although there are no plains along the way, there are no mountains, and the road is still easy. Zhao Yanhao was not in a hurry or impatient, and carefully drove the carriage and followed behind everyone. With less bumps, Dou Xingkong is much more comfortable, and rarely moans.

In the middle of the afternoon, everyone walked to a hill, and suddenly heard a whistle in the mountains and forests, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, a group of people and horses rushed down, and surrounded Miao Yizhen and his party in an instant.

Gao Jinlou had a spear in his hand, protected Miao Yizhen's side, and shouted: "Where did you get a robber! In broad daylight, you dare to rob! Are you impatient?"

"Hahaha!" a man in gray commanded his horse and came out of the crowd, "You arrogant rats, you don't recognize Lao Tzu so soon?"

Everyone looked at it, and this person was the old seven who were beaten by Zong Kun at the Zaolin Restaurant.

Zong Kun sneered: "It turned out to be you kid! Calling so many people to come, I didn't plant it!"

The man in gray smiled proudly: "At noon, there were many of you, and there were few people who bullied us, so there was no way;

Zhao Yanhao sat indifferently on the seat of the car, looking coldly at this group of fierce revenge seekers. He was very disdainful of Zong Kun's previous bullying behavior, but he was very tired of their behavior of seeking revenge again. Getting involved in this senseless fight for no reason, I feel very bored in my heart.

"Who is your leader, come out and speak!" A clear shout came from Miao Yizhen's mouth, and immediately suppressed the chaotic noise.

The man in gray glanced at him, but felt a majestic aura pressing over him, and his heart was cold, and he involuntarily reined in his horse and took a step back.

A sturdy man in his forties slowly walked out of the crowd and said proudly: "The contemptible Black Tiger Hall Master "Evil Tiger" Ji Jiangang. At noon, when you were at Zaolin Restaurant, you bullied my brother by relying on the large number of people, and now, the master of this parish has come to seek justice for them. ā€

"Seeking justice?" Miao Yizhen laughed: "What kind of law?"

"Is it so funny?" Ji Jiangang's face was cold, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said calmly: "It's very simple: first, kowtow to us to make amends-everyone, including you! Second, I want a hand from your brother who beat people." ā€

"Don't kowtow?" Miao Yizhen smiled.

Ji Jiangang shook his head solemnly.

"Isn't it okay not to cut off your hands?" Miao Yizhen was still laughing.

Ji Jiangang was angry in his heart, and said sharply: "Old fellow, how dare you play a poor role with the master of this hall?!

"Oh?"

"Do you know who the hall master is?" Ji Jiangang laughed proudly: "Say it, scare you to death: we are the people who worship the king of Runing Mansion!"

"Really?"

"Of course!" Ji Jiangang sneered: "If you know each other, do it quickly! Otherwise, ......"

Miao Yizhen said lightly: "Hall Master Deng, I'm afraid I will disappoint you." The only thing I can do is say 'I'm sorry' to your brothers. ā€

Ji Jiangang seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed.

"Hall Master Ji, is it so funny?" Miao Yizhen said coldly: "I advise you: endure for a while, the wind and waves are calm!"

"Oh, what if Ji refuses to bear it?"

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you: it must be you who suffer!"

Ji Jiangang was taken aback at this time, and unconsciously glanced at him carefully, but when he saw that he was calm, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the enemy again, and saw that all of them looked like they didn't care, and he gasped in his heart. Pondering: These people are by no means ordinary, otherwise, they would never have such a big breath!

"Hall Master, what are you talking about with this old fellow?

"Yes, teach them a lesson!"

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The Black Tiger Hall gang had long been impatient and clamored one after another.

Ji Jiangang was hesitant in his heart, but in front of so many brothers, if he was frightened by a few words from the enemy, what kind of face would he have? What prestige would he have in the future? So he shouted: "Brothers, go up!"

Hearing this, the Black Tiger Hall gang rushed up and killed Miao Yizhen and his party in the circle.

People can't lose face, but they can't die to save face; otherwise, they will be like Ji Jiangang, and they will suffer after all.

Miao Yizhen waved his hand and said loudly: "Teach them a lesson!

The brocade guards formed a circle with their backs, protecting Miao Yizhen and the carriage at the core.

The first group of Black Tiger Hall gangs had just rushed closer, and before the blades could be cut down, they fell off their horses one after another in a miserable scream. When the horses lost their masters, they screamed and scurried in all directions.

The follow-up Black Tiger Hall gang was afraid of being hit by a frightened horse, so they turned their horses to dodge, and the brocade guards were like tigers out of the gate, and they had already swept into the whirlwind, and in the blood splashing, more than ten people fell off the horse.

In an instant, the piercing sound of gold and iron, and the deafening shouting of killing, filled the field.

Miao Yizhen sat quietly on horseback and watched the battle, with two brocade-clothed guards beside him.

Zhao Yanhao saw Xu Jinshan holding an iron fan, slapping, hitting, pointing, and poking, and knocked down several people in the blink of an eye, and said in his heart: Oh, it turns out that Brother Xu is an iron fan, and his martial arts are extraordinary!

Although the Black Tiger Hall gang is numerous, but the martial arts are too far away from the brocade guards, and before the tea time, more than 100 gangs have fallen to the ground and groaned, and only more than ten people are still resisting.

"Withdraw!" Ji Jiangang was like a frightened bird, slapped the horse's buttocks with the rotten silver gun in his hand, turned the horse's head and fled.

With a wave of the chain, Zong Kun beat An Laoqi, who was about to escape, to the point of spurting blood and falling off the horse.

"Where to go!" Zong Kun shook his hand, and in the sound of "bang", the iron chain in his hand had already wrapped Ji Jiangang around his waist, and with a pull of his arm, he was pulled off the horse.

Zong Kun grabbed him up and said with a cruel smile: "What are you running away? Don't you want a hand from your uncle?"

Ji Jiangang's face turned pale with fright, and his hands shook wildly, "spare your life...... Big brother spare your life! Big brother spare your life......"

"Do you want Uncle's hand?" Zong Kun glared at him fiercely and patted his face gently.

"Don't dare, don......'t dare! Big brother spare my life!"

Zong Kun gave him more than a dozen slaps in the face, and then raised his hand and knocked him to the ground.

"Bang bang!" Miao Yizhen clapped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

The brocade guards immediately stopped and returned to Miao Yizhen's side.

"Take your people, get out!" Miao Yizhen pointed at Ji Jiangang, who was full of blood, and shouted.

The three Black Tiger Hall gangsters got on their horses with their dead brothers in their arms, and fled in a hurry with their companions, and in a short time, the group disappeared cleanly.

Zhao Yanhao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the big thing was small.

He was still very satisfied with Miao Yizhen's handling of this matter, so he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

He suddenly felt that the two brocade guards who had been protecting his uncle's side and not making a move were extraordinary.

One was in his thirties, with a burly body, a square face with sword eyebrows, and his temples bulging high, while the other was twenty-seven or eighteen, slightly thin, and had a somewhat similar physiognomy to the former. Both of them hung their sabers on their waists, and their faces were grim.

"They should be brothers, and their martial arts are extraordinary!" Zhao Yanhao's heart was shocked, and he thought: "I really didn't expect that there would be such a master among the Jinyi Guard...... But what sect are they?"