At this time, a young man suddenly appeared on the second floor of Jile Changsheng Store. He pointed at Ni Tu from a distance and said: "This naughty boy is Ni Tu, and I am Changsun Run. Don't you know this, a cheap slave?"

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Changsun Run was followed by a boy. The boy held an iron chain in his hand and swung it into the air. He was so frightened that Wang Ke, the swordsman, immediately swayed.

He no longer wants to be tied up with iron chains and thrown into the dung water like a pig pen. That life is simply not a human life.

When he thought of the crimes he had suffered, he hated the two bad Taoist priests who captured him.

If he met those two stinky Taoist priests again, he would definitely tear them apart with his own hands.

At this time, Wang Ke was gnashing his teeth in hatred at the boy in front of him who was trying to trick him.

"Catch! Boy, come and die!"

As Wang Ke spoke, he was about to pick up his sword.

At this time, Ni Tu threw a stone and hit Wang Ke in the eye, causing him to scream in pain and raise his hand to cover his eyes.

"Go! Beat him to death with sticks!"

Ni Tu gave an order, and more than a dozen big men took up their sticks and hit Wang Ke.

Ping-pong and ping-pong were being played for a while, but Wang Ke didn't move at all.

"Ah! Get away!" Wang Ke yelled, waved his fist and spun around in a circle. Suddenly, more than a dozen big men were thrown out like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and fell to the ground one after another, unable to move.

Wang Ke held his sword and walked towards Ni Tu step by step.

Ni Tu shook his hand and threw the stones continuously, hitting Wang Ke, but it was like hitting a rock on the mountain, and it was not a big deal.

Ni Tu regretted not preparing dozens of knives, otherwise he would have blown the big man into briquettes.

"Boy! Play tricks with me and try my knife!"

Ni Tu raised his hand and scolded: "Wait! You don't follow martial ethics!"

When Wang Ke heard this, he was stunned.

"What is martial virtue?"

"The virtue of martial arts is that you have a big sword, but I am bare-handed. This is unfair to me. Even if you chop me in half and spread the word, others will say that you took advantage of others' danger, and your reputation will be very bad!"

"Okay! Go and carry a knife!" Wang Ke said nonchalantly.

"It's easy to carry a knife, but you still don't have martial ethics."

"Why?" Wang Ke asked impatiently and angrily.

"You are tall and strong, and I am as thin as a sapling. Even if you kill me, you will still be defeated."

"What else do you want?"

"I need to call for help!"

"Hahaha! I thought you called that stinky Taoist priest who captured me!"

"Taoist! It's the Taoist!" Ni Tu then shouted to the sky: "Taoist! My disciple is in trouble! Send a great god to save my disciple quickly!"

After Ni Tu finished shouting, he turned around and rushed into the store.

Wang Ke was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he heard someone shouting from a high place: "Dog thieves! Stop being so arrogant!"

Wang Ke opened his eyes fiercely and looked up high. He knew this voice too well.

At this time, an old man suddenly flew down from the second floor of Li's Restaurant.

Wang Ke took a closer look and concluded that this was the old man who caught him in the first place.

"Smelly old man, I'm just looking for you! Why don't you come and die!"

"Do you think the old Taoist is afraid of you? Just come over here!" The old Taoist pulled out two heavy maces from behind and started to fight.

Wang Ke roared angrily, picked up his sword and slashed at Lao Dao.

The knife brought a hurricane, causing the surrounding stalls to fly.

At this time, the steward hiding in the Baoyuanzhai store said to Ni Tu: "This Taoist priest is Lingnan Fortune Teller, and he was the one who captured Wang Ke, the big swordsman."

"He? How did such a thin man subdue this big man like a mountain tower?"

"I heard from his disciples that the method they used was called seduction."

"Sex... seduction?" Ni Tu's eyes widened but he couldn't see how beautiful Bu Suanzi was.

At this time, Ni Tu had some thoughts, and when he looked at Wang Ke, he felt very disgusted.

Bu Suanzi parried Wang Ke and used his flexibility to hit Wang Ke more than ten times, which won waves of applause from the spectators.

Someone gained the upper hand, and the onlookers no longer were timid and walked out of their hiding places one after another.

Whenever the fortune teller struck Wang Ke, the crowd cheered and clapped and shouted.

It's like watching a sideshow.

Some people reflexively reached into their sleeves and took out copper coins to give a reward. However, they saw the back of the broadsword Wang Ke hit Lao Dao on the back. Lao Dao vomited blood on the spot and staggered to the ground.

The little Taoist leader hurriedly shouted and ran towards the fortune teller.

Everyone was so frightened that they hid again.

The streets became clean in an instant.

At this time, Cheng Zheng was very puzzled on the street.

He was carrying his grandfather's big ax and driving a carriage as he wandered down the street with a frown on his face.

"Aweng, what do you mean? Why do you want me to wander around here? You even took out the Mo Dao you just made and enshrined it in the car."

Jia Er on the side said: "Captain... no no... general, didn't Duke Lu say he wanted to consecrate Mo Dao?"

"Consecration? Either set up a French consecration, or go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and see the blood to consecrate. Why is there such a thing as walking around and consecrating? I have never heard of it! Besides, the emperor already saw it last night and touched the handle of the knife. So,

Isn’t it the best way to consecrate it? I don’t understand. It’s just a walk. Why did Aweng designate this street and have to walk back and forth non-stop? Do you want me to show off to everyone that I’m a fool?

General?"

Cheng Zheng patted the brand-new general's armor and immediately smiled with his big mouth almost crooked.

Jia Er thought for a while and said: "General, since Lord Lu has asked us to wander around this area, he must have a long-term plan. Perhaps he wants the general to handle some urgent matters."

"Emergency matter? Is someone planning to assassinate the emperor?"

Cheng Zheng suddenly gained momentum and hurriedly yelled: "Please cheer me up. If you see anyone with tattoos, shaved heads, bare arms, or carrying a big knife, I will arrest them. They are most likely to assassinate the emperor."

of gangsters.”

"Report, General, I found a bald man!"

"Fuck you, that's a monk!"

"Report to the general, I found a tattoo!"

"Fuck you, is that a tattoo? That's a birthmark!"

"Report to the general, I found a man carrying a machete and fighting in the street!"

"Go...go and catch him!"

From a distance, Cheng Zheng saw a strong man as tall and powerful as a mountain tower committing murder at the gate of Baoyuanzhai.

There were a dozen injured men rolling around.

There was also a Taoist priest lying on the ground vomiting blood, and a young Taoist priest protected the old Taoist priest and shouted: "Kill me, but you can't kill my master!"

He committed murder in the street and was so arrogant. The key was that this short-sighted guy actually stole his limelight today. How could Cheng Zheng not be angry?

As he hurried to the front, Cheng Zheng shouted: "Catch! Where are the crazy gangsters! If they commit murder in broad daylight, is there any law?"

Wang Ke turned around and saw the short Cheng Zheng. He snorted coldly and shouted: "Wang Fa? The big ring sword in my hand is Wang Fa!"

Cheng Zheng glanced at the huge ring sword that was taller than himself and exclaimed: "Good guy! Are you Wang Fa? Do you recognize the two treasures in my hand?"

Cheng Zheng wielded a large axe, and the air on the dance floor was distorted.

"Axe? Is your ax as powerful as Cheng Yaojin?"

"Tell you, bastard, this ax is the founding ax of our country, Gong Cheng Zhijie, Aweng Lu!"

Wang Ke looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Why are you laughing!" Cheng Zheng asked boredly.

"I'm laughing at you. You, Aweng, founded the country with these two broken axes for chopping firewood? It's all in vain! I'm afraid you, Aweng, are just a bastard! A big swindler!"

Cheng Zheng was so angry that he started to scream.

"You bastard, let's fight!"

"Bang!" The door of Baoyuanzhai was suddenly closed, and Ni Tu, who was on the second floor, shouted down: "Brother! Listen to my advice and run for your life!"
Chapter completed!