"What a superb martial artist, a superb warrior!"

Zong Xian shouted in his heart.

Among the dozens of disciples at the scene, some looked thoughtful, while others looked confused, which can be said to be different from each other.

In the path of martial arts, diligence, understanding, and fundamental skills are all indispensable.

In the same sentence, some people can understand certain true meanings, thereby integrating knowledge and action, and improving their own martial arts foundation.

Some people just don’t know anything and are simply in the dark.

In fact, the same is true for all sentient beings.

Talent combined with hard work can roughly determine the upper limit of a person's achievements.

Of course, the statement here does not include personal blessings and opportunities.

Causes and conditions are so wonderful that they are difficult to explain using common sense.

Everyone follows Master Qi to practice pile driving and practice steadily, and more or less they can gain something.

Even those disciples with poor qualifications will not have a problem if they practice well and reach the realm of physical training.

These days, ordinary people have worked hard to save dozens of taels of silver to sign up for martial arts training. This is essentially a way of self-investment!

The instruction that lasted for an hour ended quickly.

Qi Zhishang changed into decent brocade casual clothes, wore a round silk hat, dressed like a landlord, and went out.

Aunt Wang was fetching water from the well in the courtyard. Qi Yunyan was sitting on the wooden wheel cart, holding a thick book in her hands, basking in the sun and watching everyone practicing martial arts.

Everyone was not surprised to see Master Qi leaving, and continued to practice in small groups.

Either practice strength, practice boxing routines, or go to the sand basin to forge skin. The sound of shouting, gasping, and the collision of fists and flesh can be heard in the big venue.

When Zong Xian was in it, he felt extremely fulfilled inside!

…

On the eastern outskirts of the city, in the Shaerzhai District.

The Sanshui Gang built a three-story building in the south of the village as the entrance to the church.

A large open space was also fenced off for gang gatherings to drink and practice Sanshou Kungfu.

Outside the entrance hall are two large "Three Waters" flags with acceptable embroidery skills.

Whenever the flag flutters in the wind, it can be seen even from half a mile away.

In the hall, there are twenty-four wooden chairs with backrests placed on both sides along the central axis.

Five luxurious hardwood Taishi chairs are placed in the center, in an arc shape, facing outward.

Normally, the five Taishi chairs are the seats for the main and deputy gang leaders, who are enshrined in the city to protect the two swords of He Tie Li. As for the hall leader, the deputy hall masters sit on both sides of the hall.

Today's situation is a little different.

I saw a total of six people in the hall, and only one person was sitting at the head.

The other five people stood in front with respectful faces, as if they were waiting for orders.

The man sitting at the head of the table was wearing a well-made black long coat, with a long beard, an old and deep face, but his sitting posture was very upright, and he looked strong and strong.

There was a large, bulging bundle in his hand, and he glanced at the five people in front of him sternly.

These five people were all middle-aged men with rough faces, wearing shorts and long-sleeved breeches that were common among warriors.

They are the leaders of the Sanshui Gang!

The one in the middle is the gang leader Xiong Sanfu. He stands half a step forward than the other four.

The origin of Sanshui is a combination of one character from his and the deputy gang leader's names.

Xiong Sanfu is more than six feet tall, with muscles in his arms and qi and blood all over his body. He can force cold air to three feet. He is at least a warrior at the peak of qi and blood realm!

He had a copper pipe stuck to his waist and was not wearing any weapons.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that all this guy's skills are in his big, thick hands.

The other four people are definitely not inferior to him in terms of martial arts level simply by looking at their physical strength. It is no exaggeration to say that these five people are the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Sanshui Gang.

But at this moment, the old man in black with a long beard sitting at the front seat was the real boss. He spoke in a confident voice without getting angry.

"I'm not here today for official business of the Mo family..."

"It's a personal matter of Young Master Mo that needs to be handled by five people."

The old man in black clothes with a long beard suddenly stopped and opened the bundle with one hand.

He pointed to the contents inside and continued.

"Here are one thousand taels of Jin silver notes, two hundred taels of gold coupons, two bottles of red scorpion poison powder that can burn muscles and skin, and a fire thunder seed."

"Second Young Master Mo needs you to deal with someone!"

"The man's name is Zong Xian. He has no father or mother. He can't find his feet. He is now a disciple of Qi's Yueshan Changquan in the city. His martial arts realm is suspected to be the Great Perfection of the Body Forging Realm."

"He works as an errand on the night patrol in the east of the city. He patrols three villages in the east of the city and the outer city every day, including Hu'er Village."

Speaking of this, the long-bearded old man narrowed his eyes, and his expression became more and more fierce.

Xiong, Sanfu and the other five looked at each other in confusion, looked at the old man's expression, and then looked at the silver coins, poisonous powder and hidden weapons on the table, feeling a little confused.

"Master Xu..."

"May I ask what grudge the boy named Zong has against Er Shao Mo?"

Xiong Sanfu carefully bowed and asked.

Hearing his question, the long-bearded old man known as Mr. Xu snorted coldly.

"snort!"

"There's no real grudge!"

"It's just that boy who made Er Shao suffer some physical pain."

“But you should also understand Second Young Master Mo’s temperament!

"As the saying goes, it's hard to buy a breath of gold, but the second young master will use his life to vent his anger!"

Now the five of them had a good idea.

It would be as easy for them to deal with a brat who has mastered the body-forging realm!

"Master Xu and Second Young Master Mo can rest assured!"

"In less than three days, my brothers and I will be able to kill that Zong boy!"

Xiong Sanfu and others patted their chests and assured that they had been working with the Mo family for the past few months, so naturally they would not shirk such a small job, not to mention that Mo Ershao also generously gave a lot of gold, silver and poisonous powder hidden weapons.

.

The five people made such assurances, but the old man in black shook his head.

"There is no rush to take action."

"It won't be too late in more than a month or after the new year."

"In addition, the Bu Cha who leads the Chengdong night patrol every night is named Qian Youcai. This person is greedy for money and lust. He spends his days hanging out in the Chengdong Cha Post. You can find him first, buy him with gold and silver, and then wait for opportunities to make plans.

.”

"With this person as your cover, you can easily find any excuses and reasons during the night patrol!"

"Second Young Master Mo hopes that this matter can be handled neatly and without leaving any traces!"

"Take care of the remaining gold and silver, and you can share them."

"As for the red scorpion poison powder and fire thunder seeds, I will leave them to you for proper use."

"I'm going back to the city to do business first, so you don't have to see me off!"

"Remember, the more careful you are in handling this, the better!"

After saying that, he stood up directly and reached the door of the hall five or six feet away with a few steps.

Then his figure flashed outwards and disappeared.

Xiong Sanfu and others all knew what was going on, so they stretched out their hands to cover the baggage, sat back on the Grand Master's chair, and began to discuss it in low voices.

Things seemed to be exactly as Jin Zhuyue said.

If a rich and powerful dandy wants to do evil, he won't even get a trace of dust!

Money cannot buy a breath, and the narrow-mindedness of the children of wealthy families can be seen here!


Chapter completed!