Tianlong's scourge of martial arts

Chapter 20 Gusu

"It's getting closer, it's getting closer..." Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the river, Boss Lu was so excited.When his face just touched the cold and comfortable river water, the smile on his face didn't fully bloom, but he froze suddenly.He opened his mouth wide, trying to let out a hysterical cry, but the river water had already poured into his mouth quickly.A large air bubble emerged from his mouth, rose to the surface of the water, and burst with a pop.

On Boss Lu's left chest, there was this gleaming sword, the hilt trembling in the air.

Among the three brothers of the Lu family, only the second brother Lu was left. At this time, he was lying on the ground with ashes, secretly regretting how he had offended Zhang Feng, the evil star.

Zhang Feng stepped forward and slapped Lu Lao Er to death.

Zhang Feng made a big fuss with the White Dragon Gang, and the people nearby found out that they were still worried.It can be seen that Zhang Feng wiped out the evil Bailong Gang in a few strokes, dancing happily.Several representatives stepped forward to express their thanks to Zhang Feng.

"What are you guys talking about? This kind of scum of the world can be punished by everyone, and I, Zhang Feng, can only do my part." Zhang Feng said with dignity.

"Young Master Zhang is righteous!" The others admired him and invited Zhang Feng to celebrate in their village.

"Everyone's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Zhang heard that there is a flower picker near here. This hunter harms a woman from a good family every day. Every time Zhang Feng thinks of the murdered girl, his heart aches and he has no intention of having fun." Zhang Feng's face was heavy. typical.

"Since this is the case, how dare we prevent Shaoxia Zhang from eradicating evil? I hope Shaoxia can kill the flower picker as soon as possible to eliminate harm for the people!" The old man in the lead changed his face and saluted Zhang Feng respectfully.

"Don't dare!" Zhang Feng stepped aside quickly, saying that he didn't dare.Then, as if thinking of something, Zhang Feng took out a book from his bosom, and said: "Nowadays many people in the martial arts have learned martial arts, but they often cause harm to one side. Zhang Feng has limited manpower, so he can't wipe them out one by one. This is what I have learned all my life I hope that the old man can choose a smart child from among the younger generations and give him this book of martial arts. From now on, take good care of the folks and elders, and if you learn something, I hope you can become a man of indomitable spirit!"

The old man took it with trembling hands, his eyes were red, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.Who in this world doesn't know how precious martial arts secret books are?Even the most superficial martial arts.Don't you see that in order to learn martial arts, Zhang Feng did not hesitate to invest in the humble Bai Changsheng as his teacher.

Zhang Feng handed them the secret book, and then left without looking back, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud.

"Hero Zhang is so kind and virtuous, our Wangjiacun will never forget it!" The old man behind him uttered the loudest voice in his life.

There was a vague smile on the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth.As for the flower picker, it's no wonder Zhang Feng knew about it, it was completely fabricated by himself.

Before long, Zhang Feng had arrived outside Suzhou City.

Whether it is Murong Fu's Yanziwu or Wang Yuyan's Mantuo Villa in Tianlong, it is difficult for ordinary people to find unless someone guides them.Especially in Yanziwu, [-] miles west of the city, people who are not familiar with the lotus leaves, water chestnut leaves, reeds, etc. will definitely get lost.

Walking around by the lake, Zhang Feng lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.Occasionally raised his head to look at the lake, then quickly lowered his head, with unpredictable changes in his eyes.Those who are familiar with Zhang Feng will know that at this time Zhang Feng is thinking about some conspiracy and tricks.

'hehe!There are still two years left, it would be a waste not to show me those martial arts cheats! The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth turned up, he took a deep look at Xixi, then turned and left.But after walking a few steps, Zhang Feng suddenly stopped because two people appeared in front of him.

A thin middle-aged man, tall and thin, wearing a gray cloth robe, with a grumpy and stubborn look on his face, was looking at Zhang Feng with an unkind expression.

The other person is thin and thin, about 30 years old, with sunken cheeks, two mouse tail whiskers, drooping eyebrows, and looks very ugly.

"You two, why are you blocking my way?" Zhang Feng already had a guess in his mind.

"Boy, just now I saw you looking in the direction of Yanziwu from time to time, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged man asked with a serious expression.

"Sir, what you said is really strange. This Taihu Lake is not your home. I'm just looking at the scenery in the lake. Do I have to confess to you?" Zhang Feng said indifferently.

"No, no, I think you want to find Mr. Murong. Mr. Murong is known as Nan Murong in Jianghu. Who wouldn't want to fight with him to become famous? It's really ignorant!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly with disdain.

"People in the world call Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong, even if I want to fight to become famous, I will go to Bei Qiaofeng!" Zhang Feng said.

"No, no, people in Jianghu always love to talk nonsense, what about North Qiaofeng, South Murong. It should be South Murong, North Qiaofeng, how can Qiao Feng compare with us, Mr. Murong." The middle-aged man said angrily.

"Northern Qiaofeng is named after Qiao Feng. No one knows whether this Murong of Southern Murong is referring to Murong Bo or Murong Fu?" Zhang Feng shook his head in disagreement.

"No, no, old Mr. Murong Bo passed away many years ago. Is there anyone in the world who is qualified to be called Nan Murong besides Mr. Murong?" The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Then let the Jianghu people replace Nan Murong with—Nan Murong recover?" Zhang Feng shrugged.

"No, no, Nan Murong Fu doesn't sound as good as Nan Murong." The middle-aged man disagreed.

"Murong's surname! If there are people with the surname Murong, called Murong Nan, or Murong Bei, wouldn't they be able to call themselves Nan Murong?" Zhang Feng laughed.

"Fuck, except Mr. Murong, who dares to call himself Nan Murong, babbling and rambling, I will interrupt his dog legs!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Who is the one who fights the most in the world? Is it Mr. Bao San? Wrong, wrong, there is a storm in the south of the Yangtze River. If you want to fight, wait until I finish fighting." At this time, the person next to him said.

The two were Bao BuTong and Feng FengE, who were just about to go back when they were out on errands, but they found Zhang Feng acting suspiciously, so they planned to catch up and ask what happened.

After Feng Bo'e finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhang Feng, with the momentum like a wind, extremely fast, and he covered a distance of three feet in the blink of an eye.

"Wait..." Zhang Feng hadn't finished speaking when the storm came.Sudden attack, Zhang Feng remained calm, stepped forward, turned his palm and slapped Feng Bo'e's face.

"Wonderful!" Feng Bo'e yelled loudly, and suddenly jumped forward, ready to grab Zhang Feng's waist.

"Hmph!" Zhang Feng's face remained unchanged, his upper body leaned forward, his right arm was bent, and with a hook, he hit Feng Bo'e's jaw directly.

This turmoil is aggressive by nature, and he is very experienced in fighting. Suddenly he kicked his right foot, and the whole person retreated.

ps: Typhoon Trami is not powerful enough to say, the electric poles were interrupted and the power was cut off for two days.There is no signal on the mobile phone. It is said that only PHS has a good signal.

Some people in the book review area probably said tj!

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