The night was quiet and beautiful, the sky was full of stars, and the people of Dangyang fell into a deep sleep after a tiring day. The door of the Zhu Family Courtyard in the north of the city was closed, but the lights in the courtyard were brightly lit.

In the concierge, several green-clad deacons from the Zhu family were playing cards. A middle-aged deacon complained while playing cards, "Damn it, all these masters appear out of nowhere, so I don't dare to drink wine, and I don't dare to go to the brothel."

, I stay up late here every day, and when I see anyone coming out, I have to greet him with a smile, it’s all because of me.”

Another old deacon quickly reached out and covered his mouth, saying: "Oh, Old Wan, stop saying a few words! If the people inside hear it, it will be in trouble. That is not a master we can afford to offend!"

At this moment, I heard the sound of someone banging on the door. The deacon surnamed Wan dropped the Pai Gow in his hand, stood up and walked to open the door. He cursed as he walked, "Who the fuck is still up in the middle of the night? There is no writing on the door outside.

Aren't the idlers allowed to come near?"

As soon as the deacon named Wan opened the side door, a fat man carrying a hammer stretched out his hand and picked him up, followed by three people.

"Oh my god, who are you? What are you going to do?" Deacon Wan panicked when he was carried in his hand, "This is the Zhu family of Black Tiger Gate, don't mess around!"

Fatty Jiang gave a cruel laugh and said, "Inform me inside that your Fatty and Mr. Tang are here to visit Yin Chun, the King of Lingnan, and tell him to get out and see us." After saying that, he kicked Deacon Wan away.

Several deacons in the concierge heard the noise outside, and then the screams of Deacon Wan, and they quickly picked up sticks and rushed out of the concierge. Looking under the light, they saw three men, one woman, and four unknown strangers.

Deacon Wan fell to the ground.

Several deacons stepped forward to stop him, "What are you doing? Dare you go to the Zhu family in Black Tiger Gate to act wild?"

The fat man stared, "Go, go in and inform Yin Chun, the King of Lingnan, and tell him that you and Uncle Tang Jiu Sheng are here to meet him."

Several deacons were furious, "Who are you, and you deserve to see the prince?" They came to beat people with sticks, but the fat man didn't hide at all. He hit several sticks on the head with a crack, and all of them were broken. The fat man twisted his neck,

With a ferocious smile on his face: "Does your master give you vegetables and tofu to eat every day? You don't even have the energy to scratch it!"

With a left punch and a right kick, several deacons were beaten to the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers. A smarter deacon ignored the pain and ran inside, "Guardians, an assassin has broken in."

The mansion is here!"

The four people walked forward from the corridor. After receiving the deacon's report, a dozen of Yin Chun's guards rushed out to block the front. Fatty and Zhonglai were not polite and beat them up. In the blink of an eye, they beat all the dozen guards.

It fell to the ground. Entering through the hanging flower door, there was a passage in front, and several people fought their way in.

Someone rushed in to report the news. In the east wing of the main room, Zhu Juxian heard the noise outside and hurriedly came out. Hearing that Tang Jiusheng had brought people to fight in, his soul flew into the sky, so he hurried in to find Yin Chun.

There are some very delicate side dishes on the table in the main bedroom. Yin Chun, the king of Lingnan, is holding Zhu Juxian's wife Nangong Feiyan, lying across his fat legs. Nangong Feiyan's breasts are half exposed, and she is making love to Yin Chun.

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Yin Chun poured the wine in his cup onto Nangong Feiyan's chest bit by bit. The woman pretended to be angry and said, "My lord, how good are you?" Yin Chun laughed loudly and said, "I like it."

The two were playing when Zhu Juxian's panicked voice came from outside the window: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something bad is going to happen!"

Yin Chun was furious and cursed: "You bastard, what's going on? Making such a fuss will delay my drinking!"

Zhu Juxian said in a panic: "Hey, my prince, that boy Tang Jiusheng broke in!"

"What?!" Yin Chun was stunned for a moment, seriously doubting whether he heard correctly, and asked uncertainly, "Who, who broke in?"

Zhu Juxian outside the window said anxiously, "Your Majesty, it's Tang Jiusheng! He's the guy we're going to kill tomorrow!"

"Oops!" Yin Chun was shocked, angry and happy. He pushed Nangong Feiyan away from his arms, jumped up from the chair, grabbed the robe from the hanger and put it on him, walking towards the door while getting dressed.

, "Good boy, if you don't take the road to heaven, there will be no door to hell." Nangong Feiyan didn't care about the leakage of her spring glory, and hurriedly went to get Yin Chun's boots. The two maids at the door also hurriedly came in to help Yin Chun put them on.

boots.

Yin Chun walked out of the room, followed by Zhu Juxian. Before he reached the patio, he saw several people breaking in from the outside. The first person laughed loudly: "King of Lingnan, I and a few friends came in a hurry, and we didn't have time to let you go."

I've been informed that I'm interrupting your fun of putting on Captain Zhu's hat!"

Several people arrived at the courtyard and stopped, followed by a dozen of Yin Chun's guards and several deacons from the Zhu family, all with bruises and swollen noses and faces, and were in a state of embarrassment. They surrounded them as if facing a formidable enemy.

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While they were making a noise, Zhu Dachang and Tantai Jianxiong came out of the courtyard with several masters from the palace. They had already listened to the introduction of the situation here by their subordinates, and they all stood silently beside Yin Chun.

Yin Chun looked through the light and saw that the leader was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a black martial arts uniform and carrying a wild goose feather sword. He was an extraordinary man. On the left of this boy was a fat man, and on the right was a sixteen-seven-year-old boy.

The 20-year-old girl in white clothes is as beautiful as a flower and carries a sword on her back. She is Ximen Yushuang, whom she has longed for and hated so much. Behind her is a man as tall as an iron tower, about thirty years old.

Seeing how miserable his men were, Yin Chun said angrily: "A bunch of trash!" Yin Chun pointed at the young man in black and asked, "Are you Tang Jiusheng?"

The young man in black nodded, "It's me who came to disturb the prince late at night. Please forgive me."

Yin Chun smiled coldly and said pitifully: "Tang Jiu Sheng, I was looking for you and this bitch Ximen Yushuang, but I didn't expect you to show up yourself, saving me a lot of trouble."

Tang Jiu Sheng pretended to be surprised, "Oh, my lord, what do you want from me? I heard that you are going to take your troops to kill me tomorrow, but you scared me to death. So I came to ask the lord for advice. I didn't know what I had done."

What's the crime?"

Yin Chun pointed at Tang Jiusheng's nose with his hand, full of arrogance, "Stop talking nonsense, you are a small person, why don't you kneel down when you see me?"

Tang Jiusheng looked at Yin Chun with an innocent face, "Ah? So you have to kneel down when you meet the prince? It seems that the prince is a very disciplined person, and I am also a disciplined person, so the prince and I are

Did you get the goods along the way?"

Behind Yin Chun, Zhu Juxian shouted angrily, "Tang Jiusheng, who do you think you are? Do you dare to be compared with the prince?"

Tang Jiusheng waved his hands wildly, "No, no, I am originally a human being, not a thing, but the prince is clearly not a thing! Oh, you are confused, I can't figure out whether the prince is a thing or not."

Yin Chun shouted angrily: "Come here, take down these smooth-talking assassins who are trying to kill me!"

Fatty Jiang shouted loudly, "The beating wasn't painful enough, was it? Fatty, let me see who dares to do it today?!" The guards who had been guarding the door before being knocked over by Fatty and Zhonglai looked at each other, fearful of this Fatty's methods.

, striking a pose, but no one dared to step forward first.

Zhu Da often saw a few people who looked confident, and thought that these ordinary guards must be no match. He pondered for a moment, although the prince was present, but the experts around him were relying on their status.

He didn't bother to take action.

As the head of the family, Zhu Dachang couldn't live with the loss of face. Looking at the ages of the people across from him, how high could their martial arts be? He snorted coldly in his heart and waited for me to go up and knock these fur dolls to the ground.

Then shame on you useless guards.

Thinking of this, Zhu Dachang stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "Several friends, I, Zhu Dachang, am the master of the Black Tiger Clan. Today, several friends broke into the house at night and injured several of my deacons and the prince's bodyguard.

Even if I file a complaint with the county government, it will be against a few of them. In this way, I will personally learn from them and hope that they can give me some advice."

The fat man handed the hammer to Zhong Lai and stood up with a smile, "Old man, it turns out that you are the Black Tiger Sect's leader Zhu Dachang, who is known as a hypocrite in the world? I heard that you have always been despicable and shameless. By devoting your daughter to your ex, the fat man

How many nights did the King of Lingnan sleep, and even personally guard the door, in exchange for today's glory and wealth? Well, since you said you want to learn from the fat man's clever tricks, the fat man will give you some advice today."

Sacrificing a daughter for glory has been Zhu Dachang's obsession for many years and has always been shamed by martial arts people. Tonight, the fat man exposed his shortcomings in public. Tantai Jianxiong, the master of Qiankun Hall behind him, was obviously very disdainful towards Zhu Dachang and snorted rather contemptuously.

Being humiliated in front of others, the unknown fire in Zhu Dachang's heart rushed to his forehead. He lifted his short robe and activated his internal energy. The sleeves of his robe swelled and the pomegranate trees in the courtyard shook under the impact of the powerful internal energy. The military force in the courtyard was at the third level.

The following people all felt that the energy in their bodies was stagnant. The fat man shouted loudly, and the energy in his body was rising steadily. The momentum released was no weaker than Zhu Dachang. Everyone looked at each other and were shocked. Could it be that this young fat man was also

A master? No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a master.

Zhu Da often opened his palms and hit the fat man with his head. The fat man laughed and bumped into him, shouting: "Well done!"

Zhu Dachang is worthy of being the master of the Black Tiger Sect. His set of mountain-opening palms is indeed very good, with the power to open monuments and crack rocks. The powerful internal strength combined with the overbearing and unparalleled palm skills made the courtyard roar with energy for a while.

Except for a few masters, all the onlookers had to resist the strong wind of fists and kicks. Zhu Dachang and the fat man fought in the courtyard with fists and fists, and they fought for fifty rounds, with no winner or loser.

Zhu Dachang was horrified. This little fat man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he could fight him to a tie without using any weapons! You know, Zhu Dachang had traveled all over the world, and his most proud martial art was the powerful Mountain Opening Palm. However, he tried his best

Even his Mountain Palm could not hold down the little fat man in front of him, and Zhu Dachang felt really panicked.

Yin Chun, Tantai Jianxiong, Zhu Juxian and others were all stunned on the side, obviously shocked by this fat man with an unattractive appearance. Ximen Yushuang was also greatly surprised, only Tang Jiusheng smiled and said nothing.

Zhong Lai has always been proud of the martial arts and talent of his little fat cousin. Watching the fat man fight Zhu Dachang, he actually managed to win. He was really happy. He quickly fanned the flames: "Boss, it looks like this is some bullshit black cat door pig."

The large intestine martial arts is not very good."

Tang Jiusheng nodded, deliberately adding salt to Zhu Dashang's wounds, and said with a sly smile: "It seems to be in vain."

The fat man saw that Zhu Dachang had used all fifty forms of Mountain Opening Palm, and felt proud. He had heard for a long time that this old man's Mountain Opening Palm technique was very domineering, and it turned out to be extraordinary when he saw it today. This time, the fat man also secretly learned it, not bad, not bad, this time

Make a fortune.

The fat man came up with a plan and yelled while fighting, "No fight, no fight. It's boring to fight like this. If we fight for another half month, we won't be able to tell the winner. You old bastard, why don't we exchange palms for each other?"

Zhu Dachang struck out with his palm and asked angrily, "Why do you change one palm for another?"

The fat man dodged to avoid the slap, and said with a smile: "We two, stand there and don't move. You slap me, and I slap you, interchange, see who can't do it first. I won't bully you either."

You old man, you hit me first, and then I'll hit you."

Zhu Dachang smiled coldly, "Okay, that's fair." But he was secretly amused in his heart. You deserved to die here today. If I slap you hard with my palm, I can break your bones!

The fat man shook his head, summoned his inner strength, squatted down, and gave a wicked smile, "Come on, old bastard, I want you to slap me first."

Zhu Dachang didn't say anything, jumped up more than ten feet high, transferred 100% of his internal energy into his palms, and slapped his head with a palm. The strength was so strong that even the weaker martial arts people in the courtyard couldn't help but take two steps back. Zhu Dachang slapped his palm.

When he reached the fat man's head, he only heard a loud "pop" sound. The fat man did not move at all, but the green bricks under his feet were shattered by the shock.

The fat man twisted his neck and screamed strangely: "Oh, the old guy really has some strength, it feels so comfortable for the fat man to touch you. Come on, old guy, let the fat man touch you too."

Zhu Dachang felt a chill in his heart. It was over. He was afraid of his young strength. Is it going to capsize in the gutter tonight and fall into the hands of this little fat man? But he had already spoken the words just now and couldn't regret it. He could only stand on the spot and use all his strength.

He also asked the fat man to hit him. Zhu Dashang couldn't figure out why the green bricks on the ground were shattered by the blow, but nothing happened to the little fat man?

The fat man said with a smile: "Old guy, it's my turn to hit you this time." The fat man took a step back, fingered his luck, shouted, and thrust it into Zhu Dachang's face. Zhu Dachang saw this and used his internal strength.

When he reached the front door, he was ready to take the finger. Unexpectedly, the fat man turned his hand downward and lightly poked Zhu Dachang's chest. Zhu Dachang fell to the ground with a grunt.

The fat man looked up to the sky and laughed, "Old boy, you are a loser. You can't even hold back a finger from the Fat Master. Forget it, let me be the leader of your Black Tiger Sect to the Fat Master."
To be continued...