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Dusk is approaching. Mobile phone

The world is boundless and everything witheres.

I saw a person quietly greeting in the empty wide alley. The man was tall and half a head taller than an ordinary person, half a bunch of black behind him, and a long object on his back. When I saw him, I felt that he didn't look like a martial arts practitioner.

Because he had no momentum all over his body and his hands were delicate and fair, they were not a pair of martial arts hands at all, but his feet were on the thick fallen leaves without any sound, and he landed silently, which was extremely strange.

The steps seemed ordinary, but in just a few steps, I had already walked dozens of feet from the long street. Fortunately, the sky was dark at this moment, and the body movements of this person were too ethereal and illusory, so no one could see them, otherwise I would probably be scared out of it.

Just walk into the wide alley.

The young man stopped again and stopped at the door of a small shop.

The owner of this store is a camel, and there are many figures standing at the door. Without exception, they are all martial artists, with different weapons in their hands, and you can still hear a few boring conversations.

But one thing is the same. Everyone has a copper coin on their heads, and they dare not move. Only their eyes are turning and looking at the young man. They are a little gloating in their eyes, but they dare not make too big moves, as if they are afraid that the copper coin on their heads will fall.

In addition, there are some people wearing apricot yellow clothes.

A lamp was lit in the store, and the flames were shaking, illuminating everyone's figures and their faces.

But the ugly thing is an old man in the store. The old man was hunched over, with a white head, and a girl with braids standing beside him, as if she was a grandparent and grandson.

He held a bamboo cigarette as thick as a forearm in his hand, his head was tied into several small braids with a little childlike charm, his face was full of wrinkles, and his clothes were so simple that they were extremely simple.

With the appearance of the young man, the old man's face suddenly shook. He seemed to be uncertain. His dull and turbid eyes looked straight for a long time, and finally sighed.

"well."

He is no longer the peak of his time, but now, his youth is at its peak.

Drink and peck, now, we should fight again.

"Will you follow me? Or should I follow you?"

The young man looked at the invincible person, his tone was gentle and plain.

Suddenly.

“Du…Du…”

There were strange sounds behind the young man, which was the sound of heavy objects falling down, dull as if knocking in everyone's hearts, and I couldn't breathe.

A man gradually walked into the fire. The man's head was scattered, his face was as thick as a pot, his face was covered with scars, his triangular eyes, his eyebrows were swept away, his nose was surprisingly big, and his mouth was surprisingly big. In fact, even if there was no scar on this face, it was scary enough.

The man's left leg broke at the same root, and the sound was the one he was standing on, cast by fine steel, which was probably less than seventy or eighty kilograms.

The cripple is also wearing a long apricot yellow gown with two gold edges embroidered on it, but this is the unique outfit of the "Money Gang". With the iron crutch, this person's identity is about to emerge, and he ranks eighth in the "Weapons Chart" and Zhuge Xiong, the "Vajra Iron Crest".

"If you find someone, you will come to the wrong place."

I don’t expect that the lame man is ugly, but his voice is very gentle.

As soon as he finished speaking, a arrogant boy in the shop spoke. "Why do you have to talk nonsense to him? If you understand the rules, stand up obediently."

The implication is that it is like those people in the martial arts world who are holding copper coins.

Because of the "Pity Flower Treasure Mirror", many good players are coming now, so why wouldn't the Money Gang not come?

The shop is not big, except for the two grandparents and grandchildren, there is also a drunk man sleeping with Fu Zhuo and a young man with an ugly face. Finally, this boy, and the owner of the shop, camel.

The young man's peaceful face seemed to be shining. He looked at the young man in yellow with a sword and chuckled softly.

"Haha, crazy enough."

The boy's face changed and he immediately smiled again, confident and arrogant.

"So what if you're crazy? Could it be that you really don't know the rules?"

But when he saw the young man's hands, he waved his hands impatiently.

I heard another old man in yellow clothes outside say lightly: "But with your ability, I want to come here to make a decision. I am afraid I am not worthy, so you should stand here and wait until the work is over before leaving. We can ensure your safety. As long as you stand still, no one will hurt you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and grabbed it at the young man's shoulder.

However, when he grabbed it, his five fingers had not yet fallen to the young man's shoulder, but his whole person screamed suddenly, his body had already risen into the air, flew backwards, drew an arc in the air, and landed on the ground with a "bang".

When it landed, the person had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he twitched for two times and stopped moving.

This sudden scene made everyone stunned and stared at the boss.

Zhuge Xiong was knowledgeable and his face changed drastically, and then pale and ugly. He quickly stepped forward to protect the young man in yellow and raised the man behind him and said, "What do you call me? Since you are looking for someone, please ask first."

"The nameless person is insignificant!" The young man turned around and looked at the boy with a slightly ugly face, and said indifferently: "Tell me your rules again."

"Your Excellency is amazing, please also consider our gang leader..."

"No need to say anything about the scene, I know who this kid is."

Before Zhuge Xiong finished speaking, he was interrupted by the young man. His temples were quietly sweating and his face became paler.

"Don't make yourself wrong!"

"Oh."

A sneer raised his hand and brushed it at him like dust.

Zhuge Xiong frowned when he saw such casual movements, and his face turned from shock to anger.

"It's too much."

I saw his right arm swaying, and the iron crutch had turned into a silver light and broke into the air, as if he was about to break the muscles and bones of the hand, which made the person's scalp numb.

"Bang!"

However, when the two met, Zhuge Xiong's face froze and he flew out in an instant. The fine steel as thick as a forearm in his hand was broken into several pieces and smashed hard on the stone steps outside the door. This time he was really broken.
Chapter completed!