Charming

Chapter 58: The Unstoppable Local Snake

Chu Yun accepted a male disciple from Tianshan Mountain as his apprentice in public, and immediately blinded many eyes. Sima Juan, who was looking at him in the dark, also rolled his eyes at this. Why is this Chu Yun so whimlike? ?Is this time, this place, this occasion really suitable for accepting apprentices?

But the person concerned had already rushed over, with a disgusting flattering smile on his face, kneeling on the ground three times and kneeling nine times: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"

Chu Yun nodded, laughed triumphantly and said, "Get up, my good apprentice, what's your name?"

That handsome face had a very submissive smile on it, and he replied: "Master, my disciple is Du Ziteng. He was a Zhou-level disciple of Tianshan just now, and now he is your loyal and good disciple. If you have any orders, just tell me." , disciple will definitely go through fire and water, and will not hesitate!"

Chu Yun nodded in satisfaction, and said with a chuckle: "The only thing you have to do now is to persuade that Mi Jingyun to surrender quickly, or I will let them die together!"

Du Ziteng heaved and turned around, brazenly yelled at Mi Jingyun: "Your Highness Mi, my master asked me to bring you a message, as long as you put down your weapons and surrender, you will be blessed with gold and silver tickets, prosperity and wealth in the future!" ah!"

Mi Jingyun, who was already so angry that he fell off the rocks, jumped up with disheveled hair, and shouted angrily: "Traitors of Tianshan, my highness will tear you to pieces!"

Aunt Rong and the other four ordered the dozen or so disciples who did not surrender, surrounded Mi Jingyun in the center, waiting for an opportunity to break out.But Chu Yun didn't give them such a chance, he raised his head and let out a clear whistle.

Those excited parts of the whole body were like a fire, and the imperial martial arts shouted, waving the heavy pumpkin war hammer, and surrounded them fiercely.

The miserable howls resounded through the sky, just a face-to-face meeting, more than a dozen military captains have been blasted into flesh by several worship hammers, it is too horrible to look at.

The five of Mi Jingyun formed a formation and wanted to rush out of a gap. Although they joined forces to kill several imperial warriors, more than a dozen martial arts schools immediately surrounded them, and the war hammers of more than a dozen fierce winds smashed down. , Mi Jingyun, who had been seriously injured, let out a scream and fell unconscious.The four martial arts school were just about to rescue each other, but the opponent threw hundreds of war hammers at them, hitting them badly.

With a crisp sound of "click", Aunt Rong's arm was hit by a hammer, and that white jade-like arm was broken into countless pieces, leaving the shoulder seven to eight feet away.

Aunt Rong howled miserably, she was about to die with the martial arts school with her last qi, but she was hit viciously on the back again, her spine was directly smashed into pieces, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell on her back.

The result of four martial arts schools facing more than a dozen martial arts schools in heavy armor and heavy hammers can be imagined.If Chu Yun wins the crucial battle, he will be invincible in the future.

After ordering people to clean up the battlefield and push away the captives who surrendered, Sima Juan showed up and threw herself into Chu Yun's arms with great excitement, smiling so happily.

She was very excited. Although Chu Yun's goal was Tianshan Mountain, he also helped him wipe out his deadly enemy.Mi Jingyun was captured alive, and her forces were almost wiped out, and those who stayed in Tianshan were nothing to fear.

The warriors of the Imperial Military Academy retreated one after another, and quickly burned the place with only some withered grass, leaving no trace of blood.

It was close to noon when Chu Yun and Sima Juan returned to Fengcheng. Today is the first day of the new year, but there are few people in the city. Except for the patrolling army directly under the Central Government, the streets are deserted, and it is rare to see people visiting the house to pay New Year's greetings. people.

Of course Chu Yun knew what was going on. In the fight last night, Fengcheng had already changed its owner, and the Sword League had fully occupied Fengcheng. It had already sent a notice to the city guard that they had already started construction on Tianfeng Mountain. The knife alliance is at the helm.

Chu Yun made arrangements with Sima Juan, and then stepped into the secret headquarters of the Fengyun Society, Zhang Luo greeted him as soon as he entered.

"Boss, you are back. Just now, several of our brothels and casinos were forcibly taken away by the Daomeng. In their words, it is impossible for them to allow other forces to exist under their emperor's feet, so they warn us." Either lead the crowd to join the Sword League, or get out of Fengcheng, what should we do?" Zhang Luo was flustered, he had never experienced this kind of situation, and it seemed that he was quite frightened by the people of the Sword League.

Chu Yun glared at him viciously, strode to the main hall and stood on the main stage, sneered at the hall masters below: "Brothers, in this Fengcheng, except for us Fengyun who will bully others, there has never been People bullied us. The Sword League just entered Fengcheng and wanted to annex my Fengyunhui, it's just a dream!"

He pulled out the hatchet and steel ax on his back, smashed his top chair, and shouted angrily: "Order all the brothers in the city to have some fun for the members of the Sword League. Lao Tzu I haven't asked them for the protection fee for going to the city, and they actually provoked me first?"

All the hall masters under the hall echoed one after another, and ran away cleanly in a short time.

An hour later, the disciples of the Sword League who were showing off their might in the streets and alleys of Fengcheng were attacked by unknown armed forces at the same time. These people were dressed like ordinary people and armed with hatchets and steel axes. Regardless of whether it is fatal or not, one blow will leave without stopping.

In just over an hour, the casualties of the Sword League disciples patrolling the streets exceeded [-], [-] died, [-] were seriously injured, and the rest were minor injuries.

However, this is not the worst. The worst thing is that a patrol team of the direct-controlled army actually found a large amount of private salt and ordnance strictly prohibited by the empire in the surveillance point just established by the Knife League. More than 100 people were arrested on the spot .

That night, many shops in Fengmen that Daomeng had taken over were set on fire, and the loss of nearly [-] million silver dollars was made. At that time, the Daomeng Internal Affairs Hall, which was in charge of the Fengcheng store business, was so angry that it sprayed several mouthfuls of blood .

For several days in succession, the disciples of the Sword League in Fengcheng were killed, disappeared, seriously injured, and slightly injured for no reason, and there were several serious conflicts with dignitaries in Fengcheng, killing and injuring nearly a hundred people.

A series of events brought the Sword League back to its senses. It seems that the old saying is true, that the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, and Fengyunhui has become popular in Fengcheng. It is not easy to move them. These people It has deep ties with the government, Youwu Association, and Tianguan. It seems that this is not something to worry about.

The Knife League, who gradually understood, immediately restrained itself, and returned the shops that had been occupied by Fengyunhui, but of course Chu Yun refused to let it go. The next morning when they returned the shop, there was a well-dressed young man with Fengyunhui's emblem. So he swaggered to find the sub-rudder of Daomeng, which is the yard of the main helm of Fengmen.

After these days, those Daomeng disciples who thought they had won the battle and were proud of themselves also calmed down, and stood at the gate in an orderly manner on duty.When they saw a young scholar holding a paper fan and wearing a long robe, walking towards him with three steps, he hurried over to salute, and said respectfully, "May I ask what you want, my lord?"

The scholar waved the paper fan and said with an amiable smile: "I am the chief steward of the Fengyun Society, and I am here to find your sub-master!"

As soon as they heard that they were members of the Fengyunhui, the expressions of the eight Daomen members on duty changed at the same time, they pulled out their sabers one after another, and one of them sneered, "Well, Fengyunhui, we have nowhere to find you, but today you came to our door, Come, take it down for me and give it to the helmsman."

The eight disciples of the sword alliance were all placed at the door to watch people, and they all had the strength of half-step warriors. When they drew out their long swords, their true energy surged into the sky, and they immediately surrounded the scholar.

A sharp wind of the palm came, and the true energy overflowing from the eight disciples was shattered by the palm, and the ear-piercing hum of the turbulent long knife made people feel upset.

When the eight Daomeng disciples were about to shout who dares to take care of the affairs of the Daomeng, they suddenly saw a square team of four or 46 people standing in the middle of the street. The superior 'youwu' armor.

The emblems of the Fengyunhui were hung on the armors on their chests, and a hatchet and an ax were pinned to their back waists.A faint aura emanated from them, and they were clearly warrior-level masters.

The eight Daomen disciples were taken aback. How could the gangsters in Fengcheng be so powerful?There are so many warriors, and they are just the scholar's bodyguard?

Is this kid the number one member of Fengyun Club?

Thinking of what had happened in the past few days, the disciple of the Sword League who was guarding the door refused to neglect, and hurried in to report to the rudder master of the Fengcheng sub-helm.

The rudder master of the Fengcheng sub-rudder of the Sword League is named Ma Nao, a disciple of the Lord of the Sword League. He used to be a direct descendant of the God of Swords and was loyal to the Lord of the Sword League. Let him take charge.

Ma Nao is a tough guy with five big and three rough, but his face is very handsome. When he heard that the chief steward of the Fengyun Society came to visit, and also heard that there were sixteen warriors serving as bodyguards, he also thought that the number one member of the Fengyun Society had come.

He hurriedly led people out to greet him, he was taken aback when he saw the handsome scholar, and thought to himself, are all the local hooligans so educated?

He stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are a brother of the Fengyun Society. If you are far away, please come in..."

The scholar waved his folding fan and strode into the gate with no humility. The warrior guards still stood there without moving a muscle, showing no intention of following in.

Seeing the scholar's domineering appearance, all the disciples of the Saber League were furious, but they still couldn't figure out the purpose of Fengyun's coming here, so they could only grit their teeth and endure it temporarily, and it would not be too late to go in and listen to his words before turning their faces.

In the living room, the scholar sat down on the main seat very rudely, looked up and down for a while and said with a smile: "Except for the knife alliance's emblem, it has not changed at all, and Ma Ruozhu is very nostalgic."

Ma Nao was not at all surprised that he knew his name. After all, he was the only snake in the local area. The intelligence system can imagine that if he couldn't even get his name, there would be no big threat. .

Ma Nao also calmly asked people to serve tea, and then smiled at the scholar: "I don't know what to call my brother? I heard that you are the chief steward of Fengyunhui? Are you the number one?"

The scholar shook his head, and said arrogantly: "No, no, how could such a small person like me be the number one in the Fengyun Society? I am just a gentleman in charge of the Fengyun Society, and I came here today to do some calculations with you Count the losses of my Fengyun Club these days, and see how you can compensate for it!"

The subordinates of Daomeng suddenly widened their eyes, and Ma Nao was so angry that he almost lost his breath. How many people will they kill us these days?How many of our shops burned down?It would be considered generous if we didn't ask him for compensation, but we didn't expect them to come to us and ask for compensation?