Qiao Feng clasped his fists and returned the greeting, turned around and said to Azhu: "It's just that, I wonder what kind of advice the girl can give?"

Azhu's face turned slightly red and he said, "My name is Azhu, but I am just a small maid from the Murong family, a famous hero in the world. I am so sorry for the word "suggestion".

Qiao Feng disagreed and said, "Our Beggars' Sect is all beggars. I am just a beggar leader. I am a great hero. If you have any trouble, Miss Azhu, just say it."

Azhu didn't know how to be such a big man, so approachable, with stars emerging in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Bao Duo opened his mouth and cursed: "Where did you come from the wild boy? You are plotting against your ancestors. If you have the ability, come and beat him openly. Let's see if I don't pull your stinky mouth open and stuff it into the feces bucket."

Even Wang Yuyan couldn't see what technique Shen Yuanjing used. He only thought that the hidden weapon used by the other party was naturally dissatisfied and shouted to find the place.

Qiao Feng frowned and clasped his fists to the side and said, "Brother Chen, I think you have heard of the fact that the deputy leader of the Ma gang was assassinated. Now you are about to find out whether this matter has anything to do with Gusu Murong. This group of people are from the Murong Mansion. Before the matter is clear, it is difficult to move lightly. Can you spare him for my sake today?"

He was the only one present, and he saw clearly how Shen Yuanjing took action. He naturally knew that Baodian was far from being an opponent. In order to avoid another dispute, he intercepted him first.

Na Zhu was surprised and said to himself: "For a great hero like Master Qiao, you must be so polite. This Young Master Chen seems to be quite famous. No, I want to persuade Brother Bao San."

Before she could speak, she was interrupted by Baodian for the second time. The man scolded: "The Beggars' Sect has a group of stinky beggars, hiding dirt and cheating things. No wonder they make friends with such villains who hurt people with hidden arrows. They are really snakes and rats."

He has good martial arts skills. He usually relies on the reputation of the Murong family in Gusu and is used to being domineering in Jiangnan. When has he suffered such pain? He is angry and angry, and he speaks without restraint.

The Beggars' Gang was furious and all pulled out their dog-beating sticks and wanted to step forward. Bao Duo said disdainfully: "Why, it's your heart that you want more people to bully less people?"

Shen Yuanjing was not angry and said with a smile: "Gangmaster Qiao, you see the Murong family's dog barking so happily. I know that the Beggars' Sect has a skill, called the dog-beating stick technique, which is now just right for use. I wonder if you are here or I are here?"

"Why do you need the gang leader to do something with the distinguished guest? Let's leave this dog-beating work to a few old people." As he spoke, four old men came from outside the woods, each holding weapons and capping differently. Wang Yuyan and the other four surrounded him.

Bao Duan was frightened and said in his heart: "It's bitter, why are these old people coming too?" He said without fear on his face, "The four old men from the Beggars' Sect are just right. Grandpa Bao is worried that no one will move his muscles."

Suddenly someone in the air said, "Brother Bao, this is yours. How can the fight be miserable without a gust of turmoil in Jiangnan?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure fell on the court, looking at him about his early thirties, with thin body, sunken cheeks, two rat tail whiskers, drooping eyebrows, and very ugly appearance.

Abi shouted, "Brother Feng, have you heard the message from the young master?" Feng Boe immediately shouted, "Young Master later, let me teach you a lesson to the young boy who insulted the Murong family first." After that, he rushed forward.

Shen Yuanjing was about to take action, but saw a figure blocking the front. It turned out that Qiao Feng had seen a bad situation. He only liked to fight with others in his life, but never bullied the weak. He was considered a hero. He was afraid that Shen Yuanjing's move would kill anyone, so he would take the lead in blocking the enemy.

Fengbo Ye hit him with a palm, Qiao Feng did not dodge, but returned a palm, and with a bang, the latter did not move at all, but the former flew backwards and landed on the ground, and took a few steps back before he stood firm.

He cursed: "Grandma, I can't beat you." The gap was too big, and there was no fun to fight, so he turned to one side and attacked a short and fat old man from the Beggars' Sect.

Qiao Feng quickly turned around and said, "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, there are many people in the Beggars' Sect today, so it's not easy to spread any news about bullying the few."

Shen Yuanjing said lightly: "It's okay, I'm here to watch the fun and have no intention of killing people, otherwise that bag would have been dead long ago."

Qiao Feng nodded deeply, and did not worry about it. He turned to look at the field. Feng Boe and the old man, one with a single sword and the other holding a steel rod, were fighting hard to resolve. Bao Duo was unwilling to be lonely, and spoke nonsense aside, occasionally turning his head and looking at Shen Yuanjing contemptuously.

The two people in the battle were unable to decide the outcome. The three Beggars' Sect members were ready to move. The old man with red face in the east took out a ghost-headed sword, with a thick back and thin blade, and a very long blade, and was eager to try.

Bao Duan was shocked and said to himself: "Oh, Brother Feng is struggling to fight one. If you do another one, you will probably lose." Then he stood up, pretended to find something, and said: "Hey, aren't there six old guys in the Beggars' Sect? Why do you only see four, and two more are you hiding, and you want to plot against Brother Feng?"

This criticism made these three people difficult to start. The old man on the west side held a soft Qimen weapon in his hand, sneered, and said, "I have long been disgusted with your ugly face with a stinky mouth. Come on, let's have a good time."

After saying that, with a shake of weapons, it turned out to be a sack filled with rice. After the wind, the opening was opened and covered the head of the bag. This trick was originally his trick, but he used it from the beginning, and obviously he didn't like his opponent.

Bao Duan smiled, turned sideways, hit the other party’s chest with one hand, and said, “Which family is poor, you, the elder who begs for such a big bag with you, are you going to eat?”

The elder of the sack failed to work and was not panicked. He stretched out his hand and rolled it up, then combined the bag into one and pulled it over the other's head. This move was extremely fast, like a stick or a whip, and it was hard to tell.

Bao Duan shrank his head and let him go. Another elder watching the battle next to him laughed and said, "What a trick, 'Old Turtle shrank', I admire you, admire you!"

The beggars next to them laughed, Bao Dun's face turned slightly red, and he shouted while fighting back: "There is no way. If you meet a turtle son, what should you do if you don't coax him a little, and cry?"

He spoke up with distraction and asked the sack to sweep his cheeks, avoiding it, and his beard was so slapped, which attracted another burst of laughter.

Abi was a little worried and asked, "Miss Wang, what kind of martial arts does this sack elder use?" Wang Yuyan frowned slightly and said, "The technique of hitting people seems to be the thirteenth style of the soft whip in Dabie Mountains, which also interferes with the three nunchakus of the Ruan Family 81st Road, Hubei Ruan Family. The method of using sacks to cover people should be created by him."

These two martial arts were originally the elder's secrets, which made people see through. He couldn't help but feel shocked. His hands were slowed down half a beat. Baodian immediately seized the opportunity, hit the other party's chest with his left palm, grabbed the cloth bag with his right hand.

The elder of the sack snatched back, but he jumped back a few steps and said proudly: "The stinky beggar guy is thrown away and he is going to starve to death." After that, he pulled open the sack and stretched his head to look inside.
Chapter completed!