Haisha Gang, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River?.
Why are there four ghosts of the Yellow River in the Haisha Gang?
Yang Guo also had a big head, although he couldn't figure out what the Haisha Gang was.
But the appearance of the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River in the Haisha Gang is an unusual thing.
Yang Guo glanced at Cheng Ying: "Fourth brother, what are you talking about? Just capture the leader."
Seeing that Yang Guo woke up, Cheng Ying no longer needed to protect him.
I saw Cheng Ying flying up, golden light flashing on her fingertips, and in an instant she injured five or six people with her finger.
The leader of the Haisha Gang who was still clamoring just now was also shocked when he saw this scene.
At this moment, the combat power displayed by Cheng Ying was absolutely invincible, at least within their Haisha Gang.
Cheng Ying raised her fingertips slightly again, and a ray of golden light went straight towards the life gate of the leader of the Haisha Gang.
The leader dodged and barely escaped the blow, but the next moment, Cheng Ying was already at his side.
Cheng Ying's five jade-like fingers were clasped directly on his throat.
"Put down your weapons, otherwise I will strangle him to death immediately."
The situation reversed so quickly that the disciples of the Haisha Gang were stunned.
"The four leaders...".
The Haisha Gang was in an uproar. Although they did not put down their weapons, they also stopped attacking Wanyanping and Lu Wushuang.
Wan Yanping smiled and said: "I have been following my brother for so long, and I finally met a group of people that even I can't beat."
The next moment, Cheng Ying used one hand to grab the leader of the Haisha Gang by the neck and threw him at Yang Guo's feet.
"Haisha Gang? The world is really chaotic now. Even the bandits have their own names."
Yang Guo squatted in front of the Haisha Gang leader with a smile.
The leader was hit hard and was vomiting blood. However, when he raised his head, he was stunned.
"Little, little prince".
"Ahem, little prince, you, how are you still alive?".
"Little Prince?" Yang Guo was also a little confused by the name "Little Prince".
"You are a thief, you really dare to say anything to survive. Why don't you just call me the emperor?"
The leader of the Haisha Gang looked at Yang Guo carefully for a few times and suddenly realized: "No, you are not the young prince. The young prince is already dead."
"You are the son of the young prince. Since you are a son, you are still the young prince."
"Little prince, don't you want me?"
Yang Guo just felt his head pounding: "You bastard who robbed homes and homes, do you want to listen to what you said?".
"How could I be a little prince?"
However, at this moment, Wanyan Ping said: "Why can't eldest brother be the prince? Don't forget, your godfather is Wanyan Honglie, the sixth prince of the Kingdom of Jin."
The leader of the Haisha Gang said quickly: "Yes, that's what it means."
"Little prince, don't you remember me?".
"I am Qian Qingjian, the axe of Sangmen. It was you who secretly released our brothers from the Quanzhen Sect back then."
"Quan Zhen Sect? Qian Qingjian?" Yang Guo was confused again: "Are you sure you know who I am?".
Qian Qingjian said: "The young prince doesn't recognize me. I am your father, Wan Yankang's subordinate."
"Back then, my three brothers and I were trapped in the Quanzhen Sect. If the young prince hadn't saved us, the four of us would have died long ago."
Yang Guo was still confused. When he traveled through time, he was no longer a member of the Quanzhen Sect.
As for whether any of the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River were rescued by the Quanzhen Sect, he had no memory at all.
However, at this moment, Wanyanping asked Qian Qingjian, "How many people are there in your Haisha Gang?".
Qian Qingjian did not dare to hesitate: "There are no less than a thousand members of the Haisha Gang. They live on Fengshan Mountain. They are the largest group of dirt...gangs in the entire Henan Province."
Wan Yanping gave Yang Guo a look: "Brother, you are so charming and suave, this guy will never admit your mistake. I never thought that your father would have such a subordinate."
Qian Qingjian said: "I will never admit my mistake, young prince, you and your father were exactly the same when they were young."
"When your father was alive, he was as charming and suave as you, surrounded by beautiful women, singing and dancing every night...".
Yang Guo waved his hand quickly: "Stop talking, according to what you said every night, my father may not be a good person."
Qian Qingjian said seriously: "The young prince has misunderstood. The girls around your father back then were just like the girls around you. They all volunteered."
Some words are said unintentionally by the speaker but intentional by the listener.
Although Wan Yanping and the other three have never met Yang Guo's father, according to Qian Qingjian, they seem to have embarked on a path of no return.
Yang Guo also sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and kicked Qian Qingjian over.
"You bastard, these three are my adopted sisters. There is no such relationship between us as you mentioned."
After Qian Qingjian rolled on the ground twice, he crawled to Yang Guo's feet again.
"My young prince, my three brothers and I will never forget our life-saving grace."
"After my four brothers regrouped the Haisha Gang, they sent people to the Quanzhen Sect to inquire about you."
"But the news I found out is that you have not been with the Quanzhen Sect for many years."
"It's all right now. I, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, and my four brothers first served the Sixth Prince Wanyan Honglie, then served your father, and now I have met you, the Young Prince."
"My four brothers can be considered veterans of three dynasties."
…
Looking at it, Yang Guo was sure that the so-called Haisha Gang had already reached a certain scale. Although they were just trash, they were still better than nothing.
Yang Guo couldn't remember when he had rescued the so-called Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, but Qian Qingjian's words were clear and precise, and they must not be false.
If this was the case, he would naturally not let go of this group of trash from the Haisha Gang.
…
Half an hour later, just above Fengshan, Yang Guo and four others escorted Qian Qingjian to the lobby of their headquarters, and the other three leaders of the Haisha Gang had already heard the news.
They were all disciples of Sha Tongtian, the dragon king of the ghost sect. They were the eldest, the soul-breaking knife Shen Qinggang, the second, the life-chasing spear, Wu Qinglie, the third, the soul-seizing whip, Ma Qingxiong, and the death-sect axe, Qian Qingjian, together they were called the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River. .
"Big brother, second brother and third brother, I have found the young prince."
Qian Qingjian started shouting loudly as soon as he came to the lobby.
"Young prince?" Seeing Qian Qingjian's bruised nose, swollen face, and bloody mouth, Shen Qinggang and the other two looked at each other first, and then said: "Fourth, are you confused? Isn't the young prince already dead? What?".
Qian Qingjian said: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? The young prince is dead, but don't you remember the young prince's son? The young prince's son is still the young prince."
The first thing Shen Qinggang and others saw was Wan Yanping, one of the three beauties in the world. Then they saw Qian Qingjian, but they didn't realize that the charming Yang Guo was among them.
Men are selective about what they see, or what they see first.
However, when Shen Qinggang and the others saw Yang Guo's appearance clearly, they were astonished just like Qian Qingjian before.
"Young prince, you are truly a young prince. My four brothers will never forget your life-saving grace in Quanzhen Sect."
"Now that the young prince is here, the Haisha Gang will have a backbone from now on."
