"This old ghost Wei Wuya has a good idea. Who doesn't know that the treasure is valuable? If the red goods are given to him, what will we have left?" One person said dissatisfied.

But someone next to him immediately answered: "You can't say that. I heard that all the concubines of General Fuyuan are as beautiful as gods. Tsk, tsk, tsk, then we can..."

After he finished speaking, he let out a wave of evil smiles that all men could understand, with a look of greed on his face.

Another person said sadly.

"Actually, even if you don't give me anything, I am still willing to accompany Old Ghost Wei. As long as there is an opportunity to kill people, I will be very interested!"

The words of several people revealed extreme arrogance and ferocity.

Yan Ming looked at them intently. Although he had never met them before, in his free time, Yan Ming often read the various wanted notices sent by the superior government offices and memorized the contents above.

Now it seems that these guys all seem familiar.

The iron ghost Hong Jing behind him followed, and the two of them called out their names while muttering in low voices.

The flower-picking bee, the life-seeking impermanent Cui Qianjing, the madman Jiang Baitu...

If you name them one by one, they are all fierce bandits who are famous in the world!

Moreover, they are all in the Grandmaster realm, and the last one has the first level of cultivation in the Grandmaster realm. And they can become ruthless gangsters like them who have been at large for many years. They are not comparable to ordinary Grandmaster realms. They all have their own unique skills.

The ultimate trick to keep the bottom of the box.

Yan Ming didn't react on the surface, but he was sighing in his heart.

Good guy, this group of people is not easy to deal with when they get together. It seems that Wei Wuya has more plans than expected this time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to put together such a luxurious lineup.

But having said that, if we could catch them all in one fell swoop... this would be a great achievement!

It is estimated that the gold content is higher than that of all the evil thieves and criminals that Yan Ming has captured before combined.

For a moment, the zhenqi in Yan Ming's body was filled with the sword intent, and he seemed to feel the strength of these people, and couldn't help but become slightly excited.

Yan Ming immediately calmed down.

At the same time, these people also saw Yan Ming and the three Iron Ghosts and Hong Jing who had just arrived, and immediately recognized them.

"Three more are here. This old ghost Wei has invited quite a few people!"

Madman Jiang Baitu grinned with his teeth grinned.

"This is Hongjing, right? Haha, I've heard a lot about your deeds in normal times. As soon as I saw you in person today, my soul was immediately taken away."

Iron Ghost Hongjing was very accustomed to such scenes and came over quickly.

When Hong Jing passed by Jiang Baitu without hesitation, she deliberately reached out and touched the other man's solid chest, giggling.

"Why, does Jiang Baitu, who is famous all over the world, have any ideas? But as I said before, don't be just a silver pewter spear head that is worthless."

Jiang Baitu immediately puffed up his chest and said unceremoniously.

"His grandma, who are you looking down on, you little prodigal? If I were the head of a pewter gun, there would be no men in this world! Let me take care of myself!"

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

In just a few words, the two of them had already talked about the next three ways, and even got into some hands.

But facing this scene, Tie Gui remained indifferent. Everyone in the world knew that Tie Gui and Hong Jing were a couple, but he seemed not to care about his woman seducing other men in front of them.

Cui Qianjing next to him is slender, but very thin, and he is hunched over. He looks like a stick. His face is pale, and his eye sockets are sunken. He is staring at Yan Ming, who is walking over and sitting not far away, with a look in his eyes.

A warlike look flashed through him.

"Are you Phantom Hand Lu Tong? I heard that you committed a major case in Jingnan Mansion last month!"

Faced with the other party's conversation, Yan Ming showed no interest in talking nonsense and waited for him to speak in a provocative tone.

"Why, I did it. Do you, a consumptive devil, have any objections?"

Consumption ghost?

When several people around him heard this title, they couldn't help but curl up their lips. Even Jiang Baitu didn't care about flirting with Hong Jing and turned back to look at Cui Qianjing with a face full of teasing.

I have to say that Yan Ming's description is so apt.

Only Cui Qianjing's face became paler, and he even took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth slightly and coughed twice.

A cough like this is more like a tuberculosis ghost.

Cui Qianjing's body became like this because of the exercises he practiced. What he hated most in his life was that others would make fun of him.

Yan Ming's words stepped on his tail.

"Lu Tong, do you want to die?" Cui Qianjing gritted his teeth and said.

"What, you're not convinced? If you want to find trouble, go ahead. I'll kill you, a consumptive ghost, like a dog!"

Yan Ming said with a hoarse voice without giving in.

Before coming, Elder Dong had already told him in detail about Lu Tong's character. He was originally irritable and eccentric, so Yan Ming behaved so forcefully and arrogantly that the people present did not doubt him at all.

Cui Qianjing's teeth were itching, the handkerchief he was holding was balled up, and he smiled angrily.

"Hmph, okay, okay, come on, let me see what you are capable of!"

Cui Qianjing said and took a step forward.

"Seniors, we are all here as guests. Please give me some face, don't..."

Several people from Twelve Stars nearby saw the quarrel between them and immediately wanted to step forward to break up the fight.

But before Cui Qianjing could speak, Yan Ming had already waved his hand, and a majestic momentum burst out, hitting the member of the Twelve Stars and sending him flying backwards far away.

"Come on, you tuber, don't just talk but don't practice. Let grandpa see what you are capable of?" Yan Ming looked at the other party deliberately and provocatively.

In this way, Cui Qianjing was stood up. With so many people watching and Yan Ming insulting him repeatedly, he couldn't help but take action.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Cui Qianjing looked like he wanted to cough again, but before the coughing sound dissipated, his figure suddenly floated over, as if his feet didn't even touch the ground, and he flew directly over in the air.

It seemed slow, but actually it was fast, leaving an afterimage of his body.

It is really hard to imagine that his body, which looks like he is about to fall down at any moment, can actually burst out with such energy.

"boom!"

However, Cui Qianjing directly hit the invisible wall of Qi condensed by the solid Qi released by Yan Ming. He was unable to break through and was immediately knocked back half a step.

A connoisseur will know if it is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.

When the bystanders saw this, they all nodded secretly.

I heard that Lu Tong, the phantom hand, had extremely deep Qi and was very aggressive. Now it seems that it is indeed true.

A few of them were extremely concerned about the fight between Yan Ming and Cui Qianjing. After all, they were all well-known gangsters and must be arrogant people. Even though they seemed not to offend each other on the surface, they were actually secretly competing against each other.

Of course, I want to see how strong other people are so that I can have a solid foundation.

Cui Qianjing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this phantom hand to be so powerful, but his figure kept turning around and transformed into many in an instant, as if he knew the magic of clones, surrounding Yan Ming.

This movement technique is very strange, and combined with Cui Qianjing's rickety and tall figure, if it were night, people would really think that they have encountered a ghost and are seeking their lives.

No wonder his nickname is Suo Ming Wu Chang, it is really appropriate.

Yan Ming waved his backhand without thinking, and dense hidden weapons shot out.

He didn't even have to identify which one was the real one and which one was the fake one, he just put them all within the attack range like a goddess scattering flowers.

Yan Ming's hidden weapon seemed to be thrown out casually, but it contained very clever power, and it was actually fired in all directions consciously.

The figures of Cui Qianjing who were closest were pierced by several hidden weapons, floated a few times in succession, and then burst like a bubble.

But in the blink of an eye, a figure floated behind Yan Ming and struck at the speed of light.

He seemed to be scratching Yan Ming's back with both hands, like a woman fighting.

Yan Ming didn't look back, as if he had caught his movements, and without saying a word, the cold iron sword was unsheathed like lightning.

"Ding……"

The claws of the knife intersected, making a long metallic sound.

Several people looked closely and realized that what Cui Qianjing stretched out was not his hand, but two steel claw weapons.

No wonder he has a wide robe and long sleeves, and his hands are always tucked inside the sleeves, which turns out to be a hidden weapon.

The onlookers all knew what was going on, but no one came out to stop the fight. Instead, they watched even more enthusiastically.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The two of them fought frequently in an instant, sparks flying from their steel claws.

Cui Qianjing's steel claws are in a class of their own, the angle of attack is extremely tricky, and each move is as tight as the other.

However, the sword in Yan Ming's hand is no less impressive. His moves are extremely subtle and flexible, making it difficult for people to figure out what style he is good at.

Sometimes it is light and agile, sometimes it opens and closes widely, it seems that the path of the knife is ever-changing.

The most important thing is that while the two were fighting, they also moved quickly and created a strong wind.

Cui Qianjing's erratic movement skills were already very strong, but Yan Ming seemed to be lifting the weight with ease, matching his speed effortlessly.
To be continued...