Li Zhichang looked at the boy and said, "God, there may be thousands of Li Zhichang in Qian Qian. I don’t know which one you are looking for?"
The yellow boy said, "I’m looking for Li Zhichang who took away the Dharma Yijin Sutra."
Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Then you must be me."
The yellow boy said, "Well, then I didn’t find the wrong person."
As soon as he struck the table and chopsticks, he burst out and shot them exactly at the guests in all directions. The martial arts people in the Jianghu were surprised and couldn’t help but take the fork chopsticks, but Sun Lao’s grandparents and grandchildren didn’t panic at all. The chopsticks just lost their strength when they were about to stab them, and the yellow shirt boy showed great vision and merit.
The yellow-shirted teenager said "do things according to the rules"
The remaining four people in yellow shirts have to order that "no one is allowed to make a rash move when money helps."
Those people in the Jianghu are extremely indignant and arrogant, but when they hear that it’s a money gang, they dare not expect anything. Four people in the Yellow River drew a circle the size of dozens of soup bowls. Those people in the Jianghu put their feet in the circle and they all became wood. Four people in the Yellow River put a golden copper coin on each of these people’s heads and said, "Money will go when it hits the ground."
No one in the Jianghu dares to strike up a conversation for fear of dropping his head when he speaks.
Very strange
Sun Xiaohong chuckled, "Grandpa, are they going to play tricks?"
The yellow boy said coldly, "But this is a trick that kills people."
At this time, a black-faced man accidentally moved his body and the copper coin fell. He suddenly collapsed in fear and said, "Forgive me."
One of the four yellow shirts, Cyclops, came out unmoved and said, "Do you have any outstanding wishes that we can help you complete?" The man kept kowtowing.
Li Zhichang chuckled, "Is this also the rule of your money gang?"
The yellow boy said coldly, "It’s not bad that we can grant him a wish before he is killed by us." This money helps the rules really badly.
Li Zhichang sighed, "Life is gone. What do you want?"
Then Cyclops pointed to the black-faced man and said, "I’ll count to one, two, three. If you don’t talk, I’ll do it."
Kneeling, the black-faced man suddenly attacked Cyclops from the ground. Cyclops seemed to have expected that there was a pop-up kick with his right foot in this black-faced man’s waist and abdomen. The black-faced man got this foot and bumped into another person’s face. The copper coin naturally fell to the ground and scared to cry.
Black-faced Hankou vomited blood and couldn’t get up.
Cyclops wants to kill this man. The old man Sun did not move, and Li Zhichang did not move.
Someone said, "Wait a minute." At this moment, a man in black came in. He was holding a long sword and his body was dark.
Cyclops looked at the men in black and said, "It’s you, Guo Songyang."
Guo Songyang sneer at a "Yan Shuang, Fei didn’t expect you to be an official jin hong lackey. How can you be worthy of being in the same column as me?"
Yan Shuang and Fei said, "Guo Songyang, I have long wanted to compete with you. Others are afraid of you, I am Yan Shuang, but I am not afraid of you!"
He pulled his gown backhand, revealing two rows of flying guns in his chest.
Seeing the red tassel flying and your gun shining in autumn is like two rows of wild animals’ teeth waiting for selection and biting Li Zhichang with a sneer. "It’s strange if you can really compete with him."
Yan Shuang and Fei glared at Li Zhichang.
Guo Songyang said, "Do it. I’m afraid you won’t have a chance to do it later."
Yan Shuang and Fei Anger drank a row or two of flying guns. I don’t know if they have reached their hands. The red tassel will stab Guo Songyang, but Guo Songyang pulled out the sword. The cold front is very seeping. Guo Songyang has pulled out the sword. Guo Songyang Jian Tian, who can pick it up?
Yan Shuang, flying down, he was hit by a sword without dodging, and no one knew what he didn’t hide. His eyes seemed unbelievable. He didn’t believe that someone could shoot faster than him. He didn’t take it away. He died and couldn’t die again!
Li Zhichang whispered, "I told you if you could really compete with him, it would be really a ghost."
The yellow boy has no heart to have fun. He is cold, not like a punk, but cold to the bone. He pulls out a pair of mother bars and points them at Li Zhichang and says, "Give me the Dharma Yijin Sutra or die."
Li Zhichang said, "You are an official Jin Honger. You must be here. Your father didn’t tell you that."
Guan Fei said, "It doesn’t matter what the explanation is for your death."
Li Zhichang said, "It’s a pity that you don’t have such a big deal." Li Zhichang took out a chopstick from nowhere and stretched out his hand to the official flying point.
Guan Fei’s figure moves very fast, but this chopstick is always with him. He believes that being stabbed is never worse than being really stabbed.
The official flying whistling in the palm of his hand made the mother steel ring stand out and "ding". A sawdust flew out of the steel ring and caught the chopsticks, but the ordinary bamboo chopsticks were not broken.
The officer flew forward. If this was not a light chopsticks but a sword just now, he would have died long ago. He didn’t even know that Li Zhichang didn’t contribute, but hit him with a hand.
Li Zhichang leisurely way "you can stop me this is not easy, you go".
Li Zhichang wanted to let him go. He took out a letter and left it at the head of the table and never returned. Li Zhichang knew that he didn’t hide the trace. It was easy for jin hong, the official, to find out his whereabouts. jin hong dared to let the official fly to see him. If Li Zhichang threatened him with an official, he said that Li Zhichang was afraid in his heart. If Li Zhichang puts Guan Fei back, but Guan jin hong dares to bet his own son, this kind of emotional realm proves his strength.
Li Zhichang knew that the letter was a war without looking at it.
Guo Songyang said, "Don’t read this letter first. If you meet, let’s fight first. Whoever wins is naturally more qualified to fight to the death with Guan jin hong."
Chapter 33 Friend or foe
Li Zhichang didn’t read the letter and met the natural enemy of Songyang Iron Sword in Guo Songyang for 30 years. Will this young Taoist be his first enemy at this moment?
Guo Songyang people are a sword, and his eyes are also a sword. His eyes are a firm but gentle sword, which can cut off everything. Li Zhichang’s eyes touch Guo Songyang’s eyes. In this instant, the two men’s eyes are uncompromising, and it seems that they are all stirred up by their eyes.
Li Zhichang sat there, misty, seemingly alive but lifeless, motionless and ponderable.
Guo Songyang is a mountain there, leaning on the sky and threatening the cliff. No one dares to compete with him.