Chapter 91

cPutting three sticks of incense in front of us, Chen Jiansheng knelt down and smoothed Sister Hong's hair with his hands.

"Wait!" Sister Hong gritted her teeth and said sternly: "I want to know something."

Chen Jiansheng touched Sister Hong's forehead and smiled, "Didn't I tell you, sir? There is no need for you to know. Chen Login, you and this boy will leave first. As for the Sun brothers, they will arrive later."

"After all we met, I actually like you a little bit, but I can't help it. You are from the north and I am from the south. We don't agree with each other." As he spoke, Chen Jiansheng tore off Sister Hong's upper clothes, revealing Removed the black underwear she was wearing underneath.

Taking out a small sharp dagger, Chen Jiansheng lightly scratched Sister Hong's skin with the tip of the knife.

Blood flowed out, and Sister Hong groaned.

The dwarf old man and the two middle-aged men stood aside with indifferent expressions. They didn't say anything, they just watched.

"Don't kill Sister Hong! Come at me!" I struggled forward.

"Haha," Chen Jiansheng retracted the dagger and glanced at me, "You are quite affectionate and righteous, what? Have you ever slept with this woman?"

"Your mother!"

"Snapped!"

"You kid has a bad mouth!" He slapped me hard.

"Bah!" I spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Chen Jiansheng fiercely.

At this time, Sister Hong sneered: "The descendants of Baixiaomen Bai Chundian behaved like such villains. Also," Sister Hong turned to look at the short dwarf old man and said word by word: "If I Chen Hong guessed it right, you are Su Qin's sword-carrying brat, right? You are from the Changchun Society. What's wrong? Are you hanging out with the tomb robbers from the Southern Sect? You are not afraid of losing your identity!"

The dwarf old man narrowed his eyes at Sister Hong, whose hands and feet were tied, shook his head and said: "The girl's eyesight is not low, she actually knows about the Changchun Society, and also knows my name when I was young, Su Qin's sword on his back and his little head..." ... Thirty years have passed, and I have almost forgotten this name myself," the little old man raised his head and muttered to himself, as if he was lost in memories.

Sister Hong added: "In the third year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the Changchun Association was established. The association was proficient in Feng Shui, stealing doors, thousands of doors, and medicine. There were more than a thousand people who taught martial arts. In the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China, the old man Chang Baba of Dizhi Paoquan took over as the president. He commanded four gates and eight small gates. At that time, people in the martial arts sect had penetrated into all walks of life. The strength of the sect at that time had surpassed that of the White Lotus Sect and the Tiandi Society. After the 1970s, news came out on the road that the Changchun Society had already Disband. Ha." Sister Hong sneered: "I knew that such a huge thing could just disappear, how could it be disbanded!"

After hearing what Sister Hong said about the Changchun Meeting, the dwarf old man looked surprised. He said in surprise: "I didn't expect that a young girl like you knows a lot."

"Not only do you know!"

"My father's death! It has nothing to do with the Changchun Society!"