Tianlong's scourge of martial arts

Chapter 41 Hundred Flowers Club

"Master Zhang, Master Li, please help me!" The young man cried while hugging Zhang Feng's thigh.

"Friends, please have something to say. If you are really persecuted, then we are bound to do so!" Zhang Feng patted the young man on the shoulder and pulled him up from the ground with a smile.There was a strong musty smell on the young man's body, which made people discolored, but Zhang Feng didn't seem to smell it.

Li Hui nodded.

"It's like this. My name is Wang Dashi. One night half a month ago, a few people suddenly rushed into my house with swords in their hands. With some skill, I barely escaped from their hands. My wife... ...she..." The man said here, weeping uncontrollably.

"My condolences are changing!" Zhang Feng sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's all because I am greedy for life and afraid of death. I abandoned my wife and ran away. I should stay and die with her!" Wang Dashi burst into tears.

"From a moral point of view, you should stay with your wife. But intellectually, you did the right thing. If you hadn't come to our Zhongyi Villa, how would we have known about their atrocities? They would still be at large ?” Zhang Feng said.

"However, speaking of this, I want to ask you, do you know who those people are?" Zhang Feng said.

"It's the group of bandits from Dongfang Shili, Baiyun Town, Hunan." Wang Dashi gritted his teeth authentically.

Zhang Feng nodded, and pointed to Li Hui with his eyes.

"Brother Wang, our Zhongyi Villa has just been established, and the information is not yet perfect, so we can't just listen to your one-sided words. How about this, I will send three people back with you tomorrow, and they will go to inquire about the information. If what you said is true, then They will take action to eliminate harm for the people, otherwise you will not come next time." Li Hui said.

Every time the people in the villa do something, they must find out the facts, otherwise the villa will easily become a tool in the hands of others.

"I understand! What I said is the truth!" Wang Dashi said.

"Brother, go down and take a hot bath first, and then have a good meal. You can leave tomorrow." Zhang Feng said.Then a person walked in outside and took Wang Dashi away.

Li Hui took out a notebook from his pocket and began to write on it.

"Business is good. This is the eighth event today. If things go on like this, although our villa can't become like the Beggars' Gang, it will still play an important role in the martial arts world." Li Hui smiled with satisfaction.

"It doesn't matter whether it is important or not. As long as I can contribute to the world, I will be very happy." Zhang Feng said indifferently.As long as he is in charge, the villa will not be ignored.

Li Hui smiled without saying a word. Everyone has some ambitions in their hearts. Although he also has a heart of chivalry in his heart, he is not immune to it.It can be said that without Zhang Feng, he would not have such an idea.

Zhang Feng naturally knew what Li Hui was thinking. Without ambition, how could the villa make progress?Although I was very satisfied in my heart, I still said it very sanctimoniously.

"They come to ask for help, and we have to do what we can. If any brother is lost, I will not be very happy." Zhang Feng said.

"Don't worry! I will tell them to do what they can. If they know that their strength is not enough to deal with the opponent, then come back and find someone to help." Li Hui laughed.

Zhang Feng knew that passion alone would not work. For this reason, he also said that if the task is completed, rewards will be given depending on the situation.This reward is not necessarily, there is money, expert guidance, martial arts cheats, or advancement.

The promotion here is that the villa assigns ranks to its subordinates, first rank, second rank, third rank...the first rank is the lowest, and the highest rank is not capped.

There are two ways to advance, one is to complete ten tasks to upgrade.The second is a breakthrough in martial arts, which automatically upgrades.The higher the level, the more rewards you get, which is somewhat similar to the legendary killer organization.

Those who are not in the first rank are first-rank, third-rate warriors are second-rank, second-rate warriors are third-rank, and first-rate warriors are fourth-rank.Among the villas, apart from Zhang Feng, the person with the highest martial arts is only third-rate.As for Zhang Feng's martial arts, the corresponding grade is the fourth grade.

It can be said that Zhang Feng is the only master in the villa.

Time passed day by day, and Zhang Feng was still satisfied with the performance of the villa in the past month.On this day, Zhang Feng, Yuan Ming, Lao Tie and others left the villa, while Li Hui stayed in the villa to coordinate the overall situation.

Luoyang opened the Hundred Flowers Festival, and many martial arts people will participate this time, so Zhang Feng naturally has no reason not to go.

"Master, I'd better let Lao Tie get this wine!" Lao Tie's eyes lit up, and he salivated at the jar of unopened wine in Zhang Feng's arms.

This wine was given to him by an old woman in the village who was in her eighties for a mission.This jar of wine is called Nv'erhong, and it was buried by the old woman's father when she was just born.Originally, she wanted to take it out and drink it on the day she got married, but her husband died the day before the wedding.Later, the old woman remained unmarried all her life, so the wine was kept.

The subordinate got the fine wine and returned to the villa. In order to curry favor with Zhang Feng, he reluctantly gave the wine to him.

The 80-year-old Daughter Hong has always been missed by wine lovers in the villa.Zhang Feng doesn't like wine, and with his temper, he didn't feel reluctant to take out this wine to comfort the people in the villa.But he thought that at the Hundred Flowers Festival, Qiao Feng would also appear, and it would be far more practical to give this wine to that alcoholic Qiao Feng than to the people in the villa.

"Old Tie, I don't know if I let you get this wine!" Zhang Feng laughed.This old man is good at wine, he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't drink a few jars every day, how can Zhang Feng rest assured that he can get it?In the past 80 years, his daughter Hong especially missed him the most.

"Let me do it!" Yuan Ming laughed.

Yuan Ming came to pick it up, Zhang Feng was relieved.

"Master, why don't you give this wine to the people in our villa? It's not a waste to drink it to outsiders." Old Tie still said fondly.

"To be honest, if you want to drink it in normal times, then I won't say anything else. But I specially gave this wine to Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang. You also know that I was favored by Brother Qiao when I was young. Naturally, we must repay him well. It is said in the world that brother Qiao is a good wine. Now that I have this jar of fine wine, is there any reason not to give it to him? Besides, brother Qiao is heroic, heroic and valiant, his righteousness is beyond the sky, etc. A hero, I, Zhang Feng, admire him very much, do you think I should give him this rare daughter Hong? Would you like to have a drink with him?" Zhang Feng said.

"Sure! Yes! Chief Joe is the hero I respect the most. I am willing to give this good wine to him and me." Lao Tie said loudly.

Others showed admiration and an outward look.

'There is a long way to go! Looking at the eyes of others, Zhang Feng sighed in his heart.

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Luoyang is known as the millennium imperial capital.Located in the Central Plains, the territory is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the Qinling Mountains in the west, Songyue Mountain in the east, Taihang Mountain in the north, the danger of the Yellow River, and Funiu Mountain in the south.

Zhang Feng has seen many ancient cities, but none of them can compare with Luoyang.The ancient city of Luoyang is magnificent, which is a kind of cultural precipitation.Fuxi, Nuwa, the emperor, Yao, Shun, Yu and other legendary gods and men are all related to the ancient city of Luoyang.Throughout the ages, many emperors have used this as their capital, adding mystery to Luoyang.

The Hundred Flowers Club in Luoyang was not only attended by martial arts figures, but also some literati and poets.These literati participated in the Hundred Flowers Fair not only to enjoy the flowers, but their biggest purpose was those famous ladies.

If the poems I recite can attract those ladies and ladies, then I can save decades of struggle.For this reason, each of them was fully prepared and planned to become a blockbuster in the venue.

The martial arts practitioners with weapons in their hands walked with steady steps and a masculine air.And those literati with weak bodies, loose white clothes, and fans in their palms looked at the martial arts people with disdain.

The Song Dynasty ruled the country with literature, and it was very conniving to literati, so that those literati often looked down on Wulin people.

Zhang Feng swept his eyes, ignored those itchy literati, and left on his own.

Luoyang is known as the capital of peonies. The hundred flowers will naturally be dominated by peonies, but there are many different kinds of flowers.

When I came to the venue, my eyes were full of colorful flower bones. The peony buds were huge and bright in color.Zhang Feng is not an elegant person, most of these flowers are unfamiliar.The strong and indissoluble fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, which relieved Zhang Feng's depression a lot.

In the east, there are many martial artists, while in the west, literati gather.Zhang Feng can also understand this, martial arts people look down on those literati who have no power to restrain chickens, and that literati also look down on rude martial arts. Both sides look down on each other, so naturally they will not mix together.

Although Zhang Feng looks polite, he is also a martial artist after all, so he led the crowd to the east.

Above the kiosk, there was a burly man, about 28 years old, wearing a gray old cloth robe, which was a little tattered.Thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, a square Chinese character face, quite weathered, looking forward, extremely powerful.Zhang Feng knew at a glance that he was Qiao Feng.Compared with 11 years ago, Qiao Feng has matured a lot, especially with more majestic momentum.

Zhang Feng reached out to take the wine jar from Yuan Ming's hand, and stepped forward with his head held high.Not far from the left is Huang Shaoyao, and a dozen or so beautiful women stand tall and graceful.

Among them, one woman is particularly outstanding, and the other women set off her red flowers and green leaves like branches and leaves.This woman is about 33 to [-] years old, with no rouge on her face, and her skin is fair and tender.Delicate, timid, pretty, small and exquisite.But from the looks of it, this woman exudes a cold, awe-inspiring look, and when people see it, a thought arises in their hearts... Conquer her!

'This woman is probably that bitch Kang Min, Qiao Feng didn't look at her a few times, and was killed miserably. 'Zhang Feng thought to himself.But Zhang Feng looked at her like a pink skeleton at this moment, and couldn't arouse any interest in her heart.This is not because Kang Min is not beautiful enough, or her heart is vicious, but because Zhang Feng is not interested in women at all now.

Of course, Zhang Feng, a man, is not interested either. If he had to use a tree to describe Zhang Feng, it would be an iron tree.

The iron tree also blooms, but I don't know when Zhang Feng's tree will bloom?

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