In the silent courtyard, a young man sat quietly on the stone steps outside the caravan firewood room, silent in all directions. The moon in the sky is as bright as a mirror. The cold moonlight pierces people's hearts.

In front of him, the young man had already seen everything. The young man bowed his head quietly, thinking alone, what about my father, what about my mother, why would I do these things in this hellish place that are not supposed to be human. Bear a hundred times heavier pain than ordinary people. I'm so bad! I'm so bad! I'm in pain! I'm in pain! All of this is what the boy thinks. He has no one to complain about the pain in his heart! Who knows the grievances in his heart!

The boy muttered to himself, "I already think I can't think about it anymore, I'm so tired, I'm so tired......" Just as he was thinking about the terrible troubles in his heart, he suddenly heard a man behind him shout: "Boy, get out of here." Before the boy could stand up. Several burly, tall and strong men dressed in red surrounded him.

One of them said, "What are you doing, surnamed Zhan?" That Zhan boy, who was only ten years old, was obviously a child?

When he was seven years old, after his biological parents disappeared, he was brought back to the Mabang by Sun Wei, the leader of the Ma Gang, and he lived like this every day, often enduring a sudden and inexplicable beating and scolding. Zhan Zheng covered his face with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "How can you beat me like this." Another big man said: "Why, if you are not convinced, you will be blamed for your cheap life, you deserve it." After speaking, a mouthful of water spit on Zhan Zheng's face. At this moment, the anger in Zhan Zheng's heart rose suddenly, he couldn't bear it anymore, he went up and grabbed the big man's clothes, and just when he was about to fight with his fists, everyone surrounded him at once, pushed him to the ground, and added his fists and feet, making Zhan Zheng feel unbearable pain and bruise and swollen face.

At this time, only one person shouted: "Stop" Everyone looked back and saw that the person wearing a white robe was Sun Wei, the leader of the Ma Gang. Then, the several Ma Gang disciples flashed to the sides and saluted to Changsun Wei: "I've seen the gang leader" Only Zhan Zheng was lying on the ground and curled up in pain.

Changsun Wei put his hands behind his back, looking domineering, and shouted to Zhan Zheng: "Zhan Zheng, stand up!" Zhan Zheng was now beaten up and down in pain, but he didn't dare to disobey the will of the helper, so he stood up very hard. Zhan Zheng's eyes stared at Changsun Wei, his eyes showing resentment and anger. He silently told himself that I couldn't fall, I couldn't shed tears, I couldn't let my enemies laugh at me.

The eldest grandson Wei said in a strange manner: "Zhan Zheng, you are fighting with your senior brother again." Zhan Zheng was still silent, and the eldest grandson Wei shouted: "What do you mean, since you were seven years old, after your parents disappeared, the master and uncle took you in the Ma Gang to take care of you, and the senior brother usually thinks that you are young, and let you, and you yourself don't know how to restrain yourself, you are so perverse at a young age, how he will become a talent, how to become an adult, and how to become a tool when he grows up." The most important thing to be a man is to be able to become a talent, what else do you have to say" Zhan Zheng was still silent, and Changsun Wei scolded: "Stinky boy, ask you." Zhan Zheng was still silent, and Changsun Wei scolded again: "Bastard thing, Uncle Shi asked you, you have this attitude." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a big tree next to him, and said, "Zhan Zheng, I will punish you to kick that big tree until tomorrow morning." ”

Zhan Zheng was too timid to collide with the eldest grandson, so he walked to the big tree and kicked the big tree. At this time, Zhan Zheng turned his back to everyone, and he couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and tears slowly dripped from the corners of his eyes.

Then, Changsun Wei said to everyone: "Let's all go back" Then Changsun Wei turned around and left, and all the disciples also dispersed, leaving only Zhan Zheng alone in the courtyard, and the courtyard was silent again, only Zhan Zheng's sobbing cry could be heard.

The Ma Gang is just a small gang in Yizhou. In fact, the caravan is no different from ordinary shops and workshops, and the caravan is supported by buying and selling horses. However, in the Han Dynasty, the relationship between the various martial arts sects and the brothers of the same sect was by no means as indifferent as that of the Ma Gang.

The next morning, it was still silent in the courtyard of the caravan. Zhan Zheng kicked the tree there all night, and his legs and feet were weak. At this moment, Zhan Zheng had the idea of escaping from the horse gang, a place where people were not staying. The thought had been bothering him all night, and now he had made up his mind that he had to go. If Zhan Zheng had made up his mind early or had taken advantage of the fact that last night, when the disciples were asleep, he had escaped from the horse gang, and he might have succeeded. Now, the sky is dawning, and most of the Mabang disciples have woken up. If you escape at this time, you will definitely have some trouble.

Zhan Zheng plucked up the courage and quietly ran to the back door of the horse gang's helm, and when Zhan Zheng saw that there was no one around, he pushed open the door and ran away. Zhan Zheng walked with a limp and a bump, plus he didn't rest all night, and finally fled to the gate of Yizhou City, Zhan Zheng suddenly heard a shout behind him, and some people shouted: "Catch the traitor Zhan Zheng" These horse gang disciples are all masters, and they surrounded Zhan Zheng at once.

The first rule of the Mabang disciples is that those who run away from the Mabang will be eliminated by all the Mabang disciples. Zhan Zheng saw twenty Ma Gang disciples surrounding him in the middle, holding swords, he Zhan Zheng had never been good at words, and he had always been cowardly. Usually when he is angry in the caravan, he will only swallow his anger and dare not say any complaints.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone behind me shouting: "The people in the horse gang will only bully the weak and bully a child, won't he let the martial arts people in the world see jokes when he spreads to the rivers and lakes every day?" Everyone turned around and fixed their eyes.

I saw that this person was wearing a light blue shirt, and I saw that this person looked powerful and handsome, and he was nearly sixty years old. The Mabang disciple saw that although this person was close to the age of six, he already felt sonorous in his ears just now.

The old man looked at the dozens of Ma Gang disciples again, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to say anything, followed by the old man, and then shouted loudly: "Why don't you let go of that child, they all want to die" The Ma Gang disciples thought to themselves that if they let go of Zhan Zheng at this moment, they would not be able to explain to Changsun Wei if they went back, and they would lose face to the Ma Gang. Thinking of this, these dozens of Mabang disciples nodded to each other, signaling that there were many people and the old man was cleaned up.

As a result, the twenty Mabang disciples hugged each other with swords in hand, but the old man still did not change his face and snatched a long sword from the Mabang disciples. Flying up and down, the body is light, the pace is flexible, and the vertical leap up and down is free. The horse gang is a well-known gang in Yizhou, so it was a thunderbolt for a while. The old man had already wounded twenty Mabang disciples. Those Mabang disciples never imagined that an old man who was close to the age of a sixtieth birthday would be so strong and his martial arts would be so high.