Five minutes ago, outside the hotel in the city center.
All the roads outside the hotel are now blocked by cars, and people from business gangs are standing on all the surrounding roads and alleys. One is the top power in the world, and the other is just a few gangsters at the bottom of the world. For the Jia Shang Gang to deal with these people, it is actually just a matter of words. Both the underworld and the white people will drive these people to death. Their behavior of mobilizing troops and mobilizing people in such a way is entirely because of the true god Wudang.
The tires of the van were finally replaced again. They removed a tire from another car in the parking lot and replaced it. As soon as they started the car, three people suddenly appeared in front of the car. When they looked around, they saw that they were two and a half years old. girl and a naughty young man.
The driver who was changing the tire suddenly realized when he saw them. He didn't care that it was in the middle of the night and cursed.
"Grandson! Did you puncture my tires..."
Liu Silong didn't wait for him to continue to spit out the fragrance, gathered all the blood in her body, raised her peach wood sword, and struck the front window of the car with a sword move from bottom to top. At this moment, Liu Silong used [Flying Dragon in the Sky] and several months It was completely different from before. The wooden sword pierced the windshield directly and hit the driver on the forehead.
Jing Rifei, who was behind, was very pleased to see his apprentice's sword strike. This sword has become a habit and can even defeat most people in Wudang.
Three golden lights flashed, and three flying knives flew into the van from the broken windshield almost at the same time. The three people were seriously injured by Lu Huanxi's flying knives almost instantly. The door was opened, and people wearing hotel uniforms He jumped down and ran towards the side path.
Lu Huanxi rushed into the car immediately and looked at the travel bags.
"No, there are only ten bags of money here."
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"Yes, your money is with me."
The twenty or so men of the Tu Tu Ye were surrounding Zhang Qilu little by little.
"What are you doing to me? You captured my people, right? Then we have nothing to say...Brothers, capture all these people."
After listening to what he said, Zhang Qilu knew that he had found the person who stole the money. He made up his mind that what he had to do at this moment was to escape with the person intact first, and then make long-term plans.
Zhang Qilu had already fought with these people, and he knew very well that they could not be dispatched with just three punches and two kicks. At this time, the power in the warehouse had been cut off, it was impossible to use the Thunder Talisman, and there was no water source everywhere. The situation was not good.
Zhang Qilu opened the jade bottle in his hand, and instantly a strange fragrance mixed with a strong medicinal fragrance hit his face. There were three pills in the thumb-sized bottle. Zhang Qilu took one out and put it into his mouth. The pills melted in his mouth. Zhang Qilu felt the power of the medicine spread in his body. He immediately circulated his blood energy to release the power of the medicine. In an instant, there was a surge of power. Into the numb and weak feet.
"Nian'er get behind me."
"I don't want it, I want to fight."
Zhang Qilu didn't care about her, grabbed Zhang Nian'er and dragged her to the back.
Zhang Qilu said to Xu Doudou, "Keep an eye on her for me."
"Yes, little uncle."
Now everyone in the warehouse is focusing on Zhang Qilu in the wheelchair. Suddenly the wheelchair was empty and Zhang Qilu disappeared out of thin air.
People have completely different moods in different situations. While sitting in a wheelchair, Zhang Qilu continued to use his mouth to deal with various situations, and now he can finally solve problems with his hands. The moment his feet touched the ground, the spiritual power in nature poured into his body from his feet, and the world stopped in front of him.
Zhang Qilu casually glanced at the warehouse, taking in everything in the warehouse. Then he closed his eyes and used his hearing to listen to the movement around him. Then he blocked other senses and only used touch to feel the people in front of him. With a casual slap, the person in front of him flew backwards for more than ten meters. Zhang Qilu put back some of his strength and then punched, pointed, feet, and elbows. Before he could fully move, the opponent had already fallen halfway down.
In the eyes of others, they only felt an evil wind blowing in the crowd, and then people fell down one after another.
Zhang Nian'er was the first to feel something was wrong. She felt that the airflow around her became a little strange and the air became thinner. She immediately pulled Xu Doudou and the man beside him and ran outside the warehouse.
Zhang Qilu began to breathe. This breath felt like he was swallowing the whole world into his stomach. Then he exhaled a breath of pent-up energy and let out a loud shout. In this loud shout, there seemed to be thousands of troops and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. If you listen closely, you can hear the chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the sound of pianos and flutes. Everyone in the warehouse was holding their heads and rolling on the ground.
Zhang Nian'er said to himself at this time, "My little nephew is reading poetry there."
Zhang Qilu's breath was as powerful as swallowing up mountains and rivers. Slowly, he began to restrain his breath. At this moment, the only person standing in the warehouse was Tu Tu Ye, and everyone else had lost the ability to move.
The Land Master stumbled to the bedside, took out a bottle of something unknown and poured it on the bed. He shouted to Zhang Qilu, "Stop, your money is under this bed. Believe it or not, I will burn it."
Zhang Qilu had no interest in pursuing a person who had no power to fight back. He didn't say anything, waiting for the other person to take a breath.
While the two sides were confronting each other, more than a dozen luxury cars drove into the warehouse one after another, and Jing Rifei was the first to get off.
He looked at the people rolling on the ground and was not surprised. He came to Zhang Qilu and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm here to see you. I haven't seen you for a few months. Brother Zhang, your legs and feet are feeling better."
"Brother, here you are, do me a favor and let them push the wheelchair over. I used a little too much force just now and lost my strength. By the way, help me ask what the hell the hero is going to do."
The Tutu Master is also stubborn. Seeing such people, he still refuses to give up and does not put down the lighter in his hand. He knows very well that now he only has to grit his teeth. The brothers present still have a chance to survive. As long as they take another half step back. Then it can only be left to others' disposal.
Zhang Qilu was using his knowledge to examine his body at this moment. He was now like a balloon with a hole in it. His strength was constantly being lost. The weakness in his legs had returned, and he was sitting in a wheelchair again. I feel as if I have just finished running a few marathons. Now I can hardly sit still, let alone stand. The medicine given by Aunt Wang is indeed very strong and has full stamina. This Aunt Wang does not seem to be a good person.
Twenty-nine people are now tied into a string of hairy crabs. The most seriously injured person here was the man who was knocked away by Zhang Qilu's palm. Half of his ribs were broken but his life was not in danger. These people are thrown away like garbage and ignored.
Lu Huanxi was taking credit from Zhang Qilu, talking earnestly about how he found those people with his wit and how he captured those people. Zhang Qilu casually took out an egg-sized crystal ball from his clothes and threw it to Lu Huanxi. Lu Huanxi had seen the power of this crystal ball and immediately put it away quietly.
"Happiness, it's almost dawn. What on earth is that person going to do?"
"Brother, he said he wanted to compete with us."
"Really? What is he competing for?"
"He said he wanted to compete with Senjumon on his eating skills."
"Happily push me over."
"Okay big brother."
The one who was confronting Mr. Tu Tu at the moment was President Chen. When he saw Zhang Qilu coming, although he didn't know the origin of this child, judging from Elder Jing's attitude towards him, this child was definitely not simple.
"I am the president of the Fujian merchant gang. My surname is Chen. I haven't asked for advice, little brother."
Zhang Qilu heard Lu Huanxi say that he knew that this person had helped this time, so he exchanged polite greetings.
At this time, the land man poured another bottle of strong liquor on the bed and continued to mutter, "Do you have the guts to compete with me?"
"Compared to nothing."
"The ability to steal."
Zhang Qilu became interested at this time and asked, "How to compare?"
"According to the rules in the door a hundred years ago, you find one person to come out, and we each put something on our bodies one by one. The time limit is one hour. The one who succeeds wins."
"So what if you win, so what if you lose."
"Let's bet this money. There are two million here. If I win, I will give you half of the money, and all the brothers will give it back to me."
President Chen laughed angrily and said, "Lord Tutu, you bastard, your life is about to die. You are still thinking about money. You can do it without your life, but there are still brothers who follow you."
"Okay, I'll give you a chance. I heard that the people here have lives on their hands. If we win, I will give you thirty tetsuji."
"Okay, it's settled."
"It's a deal, we'll start in half an hour."
Zhang Qilu and Xu Doudou were alone at a distance and didn't know what they were talking about. Xu Doudou leaned in front of Zhang Qilu and accepted the instructions seriously.
"What do you think big brother is talking about?"
"My nephew must be teaching me some special skills."
"Everyone, I don't quite understand. Since everyone is under control, why not deal with it, or call the police? What is the purpose of having such a competition?"
"Boss Liu, you don't understand Jianghu. Jianghu is Jianghu's business. No matter what, they stole things from the Thousand Hands Sect. The little Taoist made this decision to clear the name of the Thousand Hands Sect."
Everyone saw Zhang Qilu in the distance putting his hand on Xu Doudou's forehead. No one knew what this meant. After a while, Xu Doudou knelt down excitedly and saluted. Then Zhang Qilu gave Xu Doudou a few more things. , Xu Doudou took the things and was about to kneel down again, but Zhang Qilu stopped him.
Half an hour passed, and President Chen of the Minjia Commercial Gang stood between the two as a witness to the competition between the two sides.
He randomly picked up two stones from the ground and threw them to Land Master and Xu Doudou.
"This competition, Fujian merchants are here to witness it. The two sides only compete in skills. The one who injures lives loses. The time limit is one hour. The one who gets the token from the other side wins. Each of you can set a limit." After speaking, President Chen came to the court. Then quietly backed away.
"Take off your clothes, both sides," said the earthly master. He knew very well how many bits and pieces the disciples of the Senju Sect could hide in their clothes.
Xu Doudou pointed to the mine in the distance and said, "Let's go there to compete."
