The young monks Yanhua and Qin Dao fought on the street. This behavior caused a chain reaction. People hiding everywhere were a little unbelievable when they saw the two of them. They couldn't believe why these two moving checks were moving. will suddenly appear in front of you.
Dozens of people of all kinds ran out from cars parked on the roadside, from the corners of alleys, and from every nook and cranny. Jian Wen was a little dumbfounded. She knew that both Qin Dao and Yan Hua were capable young geniuses, but she had no idea whether the two young men could deal with so many people. Jian Wen was a little hesitant to go back and call someone, but this thought didn't last long before he was completely dispelled by these two people.
Qin Dao and Yan Hua are like two killing gods. They are back to back, and almost no one can block their moves. This ragtag group originally had different attributes and came from various forces. Out of greed, they impulsively wanted to capture these two people and go back to collect the rewards. However, it didn't take long for them to realize that these two little murderers were not like them at all. A person of this level can hold it.
At first, some people calmed down and called people on the phone, while more people fled to both sides of the road. But before these runners could reach the street, they all fell softly. Without exception, all the fallen people had hidden weapons in their legs. Ah Fu and Ah Shou at both ends of the street, the whole street was shot. The streets were sealed tight.
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Zhang Qilu entered the tea restaurant and met the old man who was about to go out. The old man turned slightly to make way for Zhang Qilu in the wheelchair. Zhang Qilu smiled slightly, inserted his left thumb into the tiger's mouth of his right hand, bent his right thumb under his left thumb, and pinched Ziwu in both hands. Jue, there is a Tai Chi diagram outside, clasp your fists in front of your mouth and perform a Taoist hand-over salute.
The old man was stunned when he saw Zhang Qilu's salute. In this era, almost no one uses such standard etiquette. If no one uses it, it will be forgotten. However, Zhang Qilu's salute at this moment made the old man a little confused and made him Thinking of the past and coming back to his senses, he looked at Zhang Qilu and then returned to his original position and sat down.
"Grandpa, why don't you go?"
"I'm hungry. Xiaoya is going to order a bowl of noodles for grandpa."
Zhang Qilu and Lu Huanxi sat down in the corner of the restaurant. Originally, he wanted to step forward to support Qin Dao and Yanhua, but when he saw the old man in the tea restaurant, he was really shocked. Isn't this the last heavenly master of Longhu Mountain? This thing is actually very interesting. The two of them fought against each other seventy years ago, and it can be said that it was a big deal. But now Zhang Qilu knows each other, but the old man doesn't know him at all.
After sitting down, Zhang Qilu did not go to see the old man. The game was over, and some of the guests walked out of the restaurant cursing.
Zhang Qilu asked with some confusion, "Huanxi, what happened to them? Did their favorite team lose?"
"Brother, look at the blue jerseys they wore. Their favorite French team won 1:0."
"Then why."
"You lose money playing ball."
"play ball?"
"Yes, the handicap we open here is somewhat different from the handicap in the West. This kind of handicap is called a one-way handicap. It is a handicap to even out the strength gap between the two sides. This kind of handicap is also called a handicap."
Lu Huanxi saw that Zhang Qilu seemed to be interested in this, so he explained to Zhang Qilu how to play various handicaps and some football situations.
After listening to Lu Huanxi's explanation, Zhang Qilu asked again, "Huanxi, do you also play this?"
"When I was working in the gangs and lakes, I helped the gang bosses to play games, but I didn't play it myself. Why are you interested in this, boss?"
"Maybe, I thought of something, I don't know if it will be useful, I'll talk about it later."
Zhang Qilu did not continue speaking, because that Zhang Tianshi came towards him.
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Sometimes in a river and lake fight, the more people there are, the stronger the situation is, especially in a small space. Zhang Nian'er was originally at a disadvantage, but suddenly joining three people from different camps was counterproductive. Having been lying in wait in the same building for a long time, these people should all know about each other's existence. Although the two pawns are powerful, as colleagues, who will buy the other's fault? Several people hindered each other, which was counterproductive, until Li Xiaoxiao took a chance to touch
The pistol was drawn. These people have either joined the army or been in the world, and their hands are all stained with blood. None of them has ever used a gun, and no desperado will be intimidated by a pistol. Until Li Xiaoxiao fired two shots. Just two shots knocked down five people.
In Xiaoxiao's eyes, guns are no different from weapons such as knives, swords, sticks, sticks, etc. It is just a weapon. To use it well, you need to have moves. Who knew that Li Xiaoxiao started playing it just for fun and laziness? The gun will create a new sect in the future.
At this time, two men came back pushing the cart. Without even looking at the people lying on the ground, they began to move them to the cart, as if they were really just delivering goods.
"Miss, are you okay?" The woman next to Li Xiaoxiao asked in a panic when she noticed the blood on her body.
"It's okay, Sister Feng. This is all their blood."
"Miss, do you want to continue? Why don't you go back first and leave this place to us?"
"No, Brother Qi is coming soon. I haven't fought with him for a long time... Come on, let's go to the building next door."
"Miss, wait for me, why are you going up the building next door?"
"It's easier to go to the balcony."
Li Xiaoxiao walked onto the balcony, where there was already a person waiting for her.
Under the moonlight, a short, fat foreigner with a fierce face looked at Zhang Nian'er coldly. This man only wore a vest on his upper body, and his arms were thicker than ordinary people's thighs. The short fat man looked at Zhang Nian'er with extremely cold eyes.
In just a moment, the hairs all over Zhang Nian'er's body stood up, and she felt a very strong sense of crisis, which was something she had never felt before.
Zhang Nian'er didn't hesitate. He pushed Sister Feng out of the balcony door first, then took out his pistol and shot the short fat man twice. However, she didn't expect that the bullets had no effect on him. When he hit the man, he fired a golden and stone sound. Voice.
"Sister Feng, let's go, leave this place to me."
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The fighting on the streets came to an end temporarily, and the dead or injured fell to the ground. Li Pei was checking the list one by one. She did not expect that Qin Dao would actually give herself the right to deal with these people. She had already arranged for some unimportant people to be thrown into the hospital. Those who should be killed and captured were divided into two piles. Li Pei looked at these people on the ground, somewhat at a loss.
Qin Dao and Yanhua sat casually on the steps by the roadside, drinking juice.
"Little monk, I feel something is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Everyone here today is just a bunch of bastards, and none of the masters are here."
"Then what do you think is wrong?"
"I feel like they knew we were going to do something today."
"My master said, if the mind does not move, everything will not change. If the mind does not change, everything will not change. Gains and losses depend on circumstances, and the heart does not increase or decrease. People must not think too much, or they will be tortured if they think too much."
The young monk Yanhua had a rare Zen opportunity to dispel some of Qin Dao's worries.
At this moment, two roars sounded from both ends of the long street at the same time. Qin Dao knew that another Jianghu person was coming. They had discussed in advance that tonight, ordinary people could go out but not come in, and Jianghu people could come in but not go out. It's not easy for Ah Fu and Ah Shou to come here to warn them.
"The young monk has some work to do."
Three people walked over from the west side of the street, and two walked over from the east side of the street. Seeing these people, Qin Dao narrowed his eyes. He knew two of these people, Kimura Shunlan and the black warrior. Behind them was a dwarf, who seemed to be carrying something on his shoulders. When he got closer, Qin Dao realized that what he was carrying was a person, a man. It was Ji Huatang.
Qin Dao was a little angry at the moment. Ji Huatang was sent by him to clean up the perimeter. He really didn't expect that he would be caught by Kimura Shunlan.
"It's been a long time, Master Qin. You don't have to look at me like that. I met them two blocks away. Mr. Ji was caught by us in order to cover the retreat of others. Everyone else ran away." After finishing speaking, Toshi Kimura Lan waved his hand, and the dwarf threw Ji Huatang towards Qin Dao.
Yanhua stepped forward to take Ji Huatang, placed Ji Huatang on the ground, and patted Ji Huatang's chest with the Vajra Seal on his hand.
mouth.
After a moment, Yanhua let out a long breath and said, "Don't worry, he won't die, he will fall into a coma from exhaustion, and even the trauma will not be fatal."
"Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone. Mr. Ji is an old acquaintance of mine anyway. By the way, let me introduce to you. These people are the national-level masters I invited from Japan from Sensoji Temple and Edo Spiritualist Society. Japan is still too small, and the world is not as rich as China, with a hundred flowers blooming. But there are still a few masters, and today I am here to take the lead with you.".c
Kimura Shunlan was about to introduce the people one by one when he was stopped by Qin Dao. "No introduction is needed, they are all going to die here anyway."
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In the tea restaurant, all the guests have left one after another. There are two people, an old man and a young man, sitting in the corner. The old man is strong and healthy, but the young man has limited mobility and is sitting in a wheelchair. There was a person standing behind each of them.
Zhang Qilu looked away from the window, his expression still seemed relaxed, but Zhang Tianshi saw two drops of cold sweat dripping from Zhang Qilu's forehead along his cheeks.
The two of them had been sitting there for a long time, and now the old man finally spoke.
"Little friend, what's wrong? The people outside are your friends... Do you want to go out and help?"
"Yes, they are my friends. I want to help. Do you want me to go?"
"Zhang Qilu, you are really greedy. You have already earned money by talking with me here."
Zhang Qilu was surprised. He did not expect that this old man who had been in seclusion in the mountains of Xiaodaozi for nearly half a century would actually recognize him.
"Old man, you recognize me."
"Of course we know each other. Over the past year, the most famous people in the world are Qin Dao, who holds the sword, and Qi Lu, who holds the talisman. Although I heard that there are a lot of young talents emerging in the Chinese world recently, you are the only young people who are capable and so beautiful. That's right. Master Qin San, Qin Dao, is there, so you should be Zhang Qilu in a wheelchair."
Zhang Qilu was not annoyed when the old man said this.
"Yes, Master Zhang. I am Zhang Qilu. It's an honor for you to know me."
This time it was Zhang Tianshi's turn to be surprised. He is nearly a hundred years old, and those people with the same name as himself have long been turned into bones. Even the old people who have seen him alive should be able to count them on one hand.
Zhang Tianshi started to laugh and burst into laughter.
"What is the relationship between Marshal Zhang and you?"
Zhang Qilu was a little confused when such a sentence came out of the blue. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"I don't know, I've never seen it."
"Fifty years ago, there was a rumor circulating among Dongning's senior officials that the young marshal they brought to Dongning Island was a fake. For this reason, they specially asked me to verify it. I knew he was a fake as soon as I saw him. Goods. My little friend, do you know why?"
"Senior, please tell me, I don't know." Zhang Qilu really didn't know about this. Although he had made arrangements at that time, he really had no way of knowing whether he had implemented them in the end, and if he had implemented them, whether it would have been successful. He couldn't run away. Go ask the young marshal.
"Because this young marshal has no cultivation. Of course they don't know that I have fought against this young marshal before. Who would have thought that that young marshal turned out to be a Taoist master. But I didn't tell them, Zhang Xiaoyou, do you know why? .”
"It's just that what can I do if I know them? The world is gone. I can only dig mountains and holes on the small island. I know Tutian's troubles."
"Yes, what can I do if I know it, but now I have a question that I am very curious about, and I want to ask you, little friend,"
"Senior, please ask."
"Your surname is Zhang, so who are you?"
