Five thugs then lunged at him, but the angry Tintin was as dexterous as an ape. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He suddenly did a somersault forward towards the five oncoming thugs, and suddenly, the two thugs who rushed to the front swept past their ears like a slap on the soles of Tintin feet.

No one knew what it would be like to be slapped on the soles of their feet, but the effect was visible, and the two thugs who had been swept in the door by Ding Ding's foot fell sideways on the stone on the edge of the small flower pond that Chen You could roll backwards into with Ding Ding's knee just now. Suddenly, there was a collapse, and the man's head was completely shattered.

The other, after being hit by his kick, fell straight to the ground like a plank. By this time, the other three had sensed that the other was terrible, but the shopkeeper was watching them from the drawing-room, and anyone who dared to retreat in front of him would be ten times more painful than falling under the fists of the enemy.

Therefore, there is no way back for them!

And in this small three-story attic, counting its front yard and backyard, there should be fifty or sixty thugs in it! The five thugs that Chen You can bring with him in front of him are just the tip of the iceberg of the powerful security of their brothel. The failure of the six of them has fully detected the strength of the comer.

The task of these thugs is no longer to play tentatively, but now they are trying to do everything they can to subdue the angry wild horse. Each of them had a steel knife in hand, and they poured out from the gate, from the corners on both sides of the small attic, and swarmed towards Tintin.

The angry Tintin was like a mad lion, he didn't know that he was afraid, his eyes were full of anger, and he didn't pay attention to these people who were slashing at him with knives in their hands. When six men with knives rushed to him at the door, he pounced on him from the bush of knives. He struck his foe in the throat with his elbow, swung his fist into the heart, and slammed his knee into someone's abdomen and chin.

As a result, these people fell down, and some of them were injured and flew out of the abdomen with his feet. His movements were so fast that many people were about to slash his body when they saw it, but suddenly he flashed and was dodged by him.

At this moment, the thugs who flanked from both sides of the small attic were like two torrents, roaring from the north and south sides towards the target of Tintin in the middle. Seeing this, Tintin jumped forward, stepped on the shoulder of the person on the left, and rushed all the way, using his feet to kick back and forth in a row.

Such a brave counterattack was like hail falling from the sky, and no one was spared, so that every thug who rushed in front of him was hit. He shouted while fighting fiercely: "Rourou, where are you! Rourou, I'm here to save you!" In the chaotic courtyard, Tintin's cries overshadowed all sounds, and his hoarse, anxious, continuous cries penetrated the walls, through the doors and windows, through all obstacles in the air, and reached Tian Rourou's ear drums.

She wept, the tears were more violent than the crumbling snow-capped mountains, and she whimpered so that the cry wailed in her throat, and she lamented in her heart! In fact, she was on the third floor, facing the doorway, under the window of one of the rooms. She saw him in the midst of the murderous thugs, rushing left and right, advancing or retreating. Sometimes the danger was abounding, the knife grazed his neck, the fist drilled through his ear, and the steel knife was woven in front of him into a web of death.

Who is he for...... Who is he for?

But Tian Rourou never dared to respond, she wanted to tell him loudly that I was here, but another voice secretly told her in her heart, don't let him know that you are here, don't let him see you like this! Otherwise, he will die in grief and indignation! He will never be in pain!

And at this moment, in the room that Zhou Ping walked in again just now, there were three people including him. The tea house in this room is located on the left side of the door, and the front of the left side is also the front of the tea house furnishings; Zhou Ping is sitting in the position of the owner of the front of the tea house at the moment, and on his right hand is Miao Jinlong, the master of the Fang in the Golden Rain Palace and Phoenix City.

Sitting on the tea seat on his left side was Zuo Chunni, the lord of the Golden Rain Palace in Huangshi Town. At the moment, they were not in the mood to drink tea, because the skills of the little beggar outside the door had already exceeded their expectations. Judging from the fact that he is still fighting fiercely with so many thugs in brothels, he can be characterized as one of the masters in the rivers and lakes today.

If the three of them don't go out and subdue him alone. The result can be completely predicted, and in less than a cup of tea, Ding Ding can hit the third floor and get unimpeded. In this way, the plan they have worked so hard to lay out will be completely lost.

And among these three people, only Zhou Ping is just an ordinary member in the Golden Rain Palace, and the other two are the masters of the exclusive side. But Zhou Ping had no leadership in front of the two of them, and he couldn't command the two of them to obey his arrangement.

After all, from Zhou Ping's point of view, it makes sense for him not to come forward on such an occasion. You must know that he is in Phoenix, and in the long run, no matter whether this plan succeeds or fails or not, he should not have a head-on conflict with any one of the beggars. He had calculated in his mind that the negative effects of a head-on conflict with the beggars were twofold;

One is that if he collides with the beggar gang, it will be very difficult for him to gain a foothold in Phoenix again.

The second is that he has worked hard in Phoenix City for so many years, and now the two great martial kings have fallen one after another. Now he's in Phoenix, and it's time for the day. Once there is a head-on conflict with the beggar gang, he will definitely lose all these achievements, and if he wants to make a comeback, what year will it be!

What's more, he joined the Golden Rain Palace purely because of the coercion of Jiro Sato, and it was purely a desperate choice at that time. Now, when the Golden Rain Palace asked him to do these things, he was only half-pushing, purely helpless!

What's more, since he joined the Golden Rain Palace, not only did he not increase his income by a penny every month, but he also asked him to send the Golden Rain Palace a franchise fee of twenty taels of silver in vain; he was a businessman, and the starting point of his thinking about problems was always to stand on the interests and prospects.

Therefore, he is now deaf to the fierce battle outside, and only cares about drinking tea in silence.

"Shopkeeper Zhou," at this time, Fang Master Miao Jinlong thought that he was the leader of Zhou Ping, and at this critical moment, he had the right to give orders, he said, "In this situation outside, it seems that if you don't go out, you still can't!"

When he said this, Zuo Chunni, the demon woman of Changshan on the other side, also said: "Yes, Shopkeeper Zhou, you should go out and have a look." ”

Zhou Ping smiled, slowly pinched the saucer, held up the teacup, gently shook his head back and forth, and blew the turquoise tea juice in the teacup; And he always had a smile on his face, as if the screams outside were not on everyone, but on the beautiful music, which made him sound happy and intoxicated.

Seeing this, the two Fang Masters glanced at each other anxiously again, they really couldn't guess what was on his mind at the moment, let alone what medicine was in his gourd!

"Zhou Ping, what do you mean by this?" Miao Jinping, the Fang Master in Phoenix City, finally couldn't help it, and looked at him with a deep frown and asked.

Zhou Ping listened to the tone of the place with reproach, immediately raised his head, put the teacup in his hand to his mouth, took a shallow sip of astringent tea, and looked at the other party and smiled, "I'm not good at coming forward," he still said lightly, "After all, I'm the one who does business here!"

"Nonsense, what's the use of telling me this!" Miao Jinlong became more and more annoyed the more he spoke, he was almost scolding the other party, he said, "Now the fire burns eyebrows, this has nothing to do with your business; here I am the master of Fang, we have to start everything in the interests of the Golden Rain Palace, what I want you to do, you have to do it! Otherwise, ......"

"Otherwise!" Zhou Ping still looked at him and smiled, but his tone was already very sharp. Tsuneyama Demon Woman Zochunni sat on the side, fully aware of the imminent contradiction between the two of them, but she didn't want to stop them.

Because, she has been in Phoenix City for so many days, and she has never felt a trace of respect from Zhou Ping; deep down, he hopes that the two of them will have a fight to see who is stronger in the end. In this case, she saw that the wind was making the rudder, and immediately stood up to mediate the conflict between them.