The Punishment Hall is one of the eight halls in Hongmen. The owner is the Grandpa of the West Pavilion.

He is known as Feng Qiye.

Strangely, there is no title of Fourth Master or Seventh Master in the Hongmen at all.

Because the fourth and seventh are related to a past event in the history of the Hongmen.

At that time, after the Hongmen started, the Hongmen was a great power. Tianyouhong was the Grand Marshal of the Three-Heroes and led his brothers to attack Shu Han. Wang Chunmei, the governor of Shu Han, offered two subordinates to show their advice to surrender Tianyouhong to kill many Hongmen brothers. Because these two 25-year-olds were in the 47-7-row platoon, the Hongmen has since banned the 47-7-row platoon, and the 47-7-row platoon was sent to women.

The sect is now called Cao Si and Feng Qi, for different reasons.

Cao Si should have been the third master of this generation. The Hongmen was also called "Huanhou". He was in charge of the food and salary cashier. His head was reserved by Master Ding San as the winner. However, in order to show respect for Master Ding San, Cao Laosi disagreed with the third master and asked everyone to call him the fourth master, but his actual seat was still in the third row. As for Master Feng Qi, there is also a saying within the Hongmen. This man was born in a poor and fortune teller, and the fortune teller said that his fate was hard and he was forced to give him a special title, so he called him Master Qi.

Emperor Chen Qing could not resist Su Budong, so he had to go to the execution hall with Su Budong to seek justice, and Su Budong gave him only one task, pretending to be dizzy.

On the road, Su Budong drove, Chen Qingdi sat in the passenger seat and told Su Budong some of the past events of the Hongmen that Chen Qingdi knew.

When he arrived at the entrance of the forcibol hall, Su Budong led the five people with a rope. The five people were covered with sacks on their heads, stuffed scarves into their mouths, and then carried Chen Qingdi directly to the ground.

Please start your performance. Chen Qingdi closed his eyes and didn't know what trouble Su Budong was going to do. But he had a faint expectation in his heart. He was beaten for no reason before, and he was also a man. Isn't he feeling depressed? Of course he was frustrated, but he couldn't and dared not do anything out of line. So he could only comfort himself with words that put the overall situation first.

But Su Budong's move was too unreasonable and he took him to the entrance of the forcibol hall. So he thought that if Su Budong couldn't handle it, even if he tried his best, he would escape from here safely.

At the door, there were about a dozen young men in black clothes and short jackets surrounding Su Budong.

"Who is coming?" asked a young man with a small appearance.

"Jack Sue."

"This is Hongmen Punishment Hall. What is Jack Su? Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" The little boss said bluntly. He had seen Emperor Chen Qing lying on the ground, and knew that this man was coming to receive the punishment, and later he was carried out by Feng Junsong and others.

"I'm not a person, I'm a flesh-and-blooded Hongmen. I'm here to seek justice from the execution hall!" Su Budong made a loud voice. He lifted the sacks of the five people one by one.

"Young Master Feng? You?" The little boss obviously knew Feng Junsong and his face changed.

"Boll out!" In order to avoid trouble, the little boss didn't care whether Su Budong was coming to seek justice, and directly asked his brothers to take action and drove Su Budong away.

Su Budong was arrogant and unreasonable in his martial arts, and he even snatched a stick directly. Su Budong didn't know how to grow a weapon, but the sword move has been circling in his mind recently, and he couldn't help but use this sword technique on the stick.

Unexpectedly, using the stick to use the sword technique to respond to the true meaning of Su Jun's creation of Jian Ji Tianxia. This Jian Ji Tianxia was originally a killer move used on the battlefield. In game terms, it is AOE damage. Although the stick method cannot be confused with the sword technique, the stick also has cracking and teasing (sword technique is a stab), which is similar to the same thing. So he used the sword method to use Jian Ji Tianxia. He responded to the stick and swept a large piece of it. After one stick, he actually knocked down four or five people.

The remaining people wanted to rescue them, but Su Budong was not willing to let them go. He used the fewer strikes to hit the opponent with a stick, and used the pain to knock the dog down to the ground to faint one by one.

Feng Junsong was thrown into a sack, and he was originally calling out "whimper" in his mouth. In addition to cursing, he asked the people from Zhengtang to save him quickly. But Su Budong was too arrogant and instantly knocked down half of the people guarding the Zhengtang gate. He was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

Some of them saw that something was wrong, so they quickly went to the prison hall to bring reinforcements. After a while, more than twenty people ran out, and this time they were all holding weapons.

But even though they wanted to beat Su Budong, they didn't plan to fight. He took out the hemp rope that had been prepared and tied up the disciples of the Zhengtang together.

"Let them go!" The people wanted to come and kill Su Budong, but Su Budong took out a screwdriver from somewhere and shook the tip of the cone a few times on Feng Junsong's chin. The group of people were afraid of the mouse and dared not move.

"I said, I'll seek justice."

"What justice do you want?" A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the door. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with two beards and sword eyebrows facing each other up and down.

"Emperor Chen Qing, get five sticks to punish him. Who knew that he was beaten ten times more by the disciples of the execution temple, which made Emperor Chen Qing unconscious."

"Who told you that he only received five sticks for punishment?" Feng Qi narrowed his eyes. With his momentum he had cultivated in the sect for many years, he wanted to make this young man lose before the battle spiritually.

"You don't even know that you are a prison hall, so ask me if you are someone outside the prison hall?" Su Budong sneered.

Feng Qi's veins bulged. For many years, no young man in the Hongmen dared to talk to him like this. Who is this person? How dare he provoke him in person?

"Young people, leave a way for themselves to live longer," said Feng Qi.

"I usually don't want to walk, I'd rather drive. If there are blind spots blocking the road, guess what? It's crashing away!" Su Budong said something in his words. He really wanted to say to Feng Qi, "Sir, the times have changed, and we are really not very popular in walking in this era."

"Come on the list." Feng Qi rolled up his sleeves, obviously wanting to do it.

"Subudon."

"Are you Su Budong?" Feng Qi stopped his hand with his sleeves and tubes, and randomly accelerated the speed. "You are so brave."

"If you don't have this courage, you won't dare to go to the three-point land of the execution hall to scatter."

"The word "Saye" is well used, and I hope you know the consequences of my actions."

"I also hope to let some people understand what fairness and justice are!" Su Budong pointed at Feng Junsong and the five people and said, "Are these five people from your prison hall?"

"So what, so what, no?" Feng Qi asked back.

"If yes, I will not only want to be wild, but also ask for advice on what the rules of the prison hall are. If not..." Su Budong swung his stick and directly removed one of them: "There is a culprit and a debt. They have to impose it on my brother Chen Qingdi, and I will give it back a lot of one stick!"

"Rareless!" Feng Qi was not willing to let Su Budong say a few more words, so he took the lead in taking action.

He used Tongbing Fist. This internal martial art is almost lost due to the masters and disciples passing on their skills in history. There are eighteen single-passing methods, and nine secret killing styles are unseen. Although later generations have sorted out 108 styles, the core essence is all submerged in the long river of history.

But even so, Su Budong felt a trace of cold murderous intent from the airtight boxing posture!

Feng Qi has internal strength!

If the internal strength is not used properly, it can determine life and death.

This is the terrifying thing about the internal strength of martial arts.

From each move of Feng Qi, Su Budong felt the surging murderous intent, like a tide, constantly attacking like him.

The meaning of this Tongbang Fist is one of "cold" and the other is "crunchy". It emphasizes exerting strength in the clothes and making sure to use the action.

However, the Xingyiquan meaning of Su Budong's body flows slowly, resolving the cold moves, and blocking the crisp moves from being used.

So after the two of them passed more than a dozen moves, Feng Qi was helpless Su Budong.

Su Budong punched and said, "Just!"

"justice!"

"justice!"

"Damn it!" Feng Qi couldn't help but swear, and used a move to "Erlang Kaishan" and slashed down vigorously, hoping to cut Su Budong down in front of the mountain.

Su Budong made a little trick, revealing the depravity slightly, was swept by a fist, and took a few steps back.

Feng Qi was happy and wanted to pursue the victory. Who knew that Su Budong looked at his chest with his eyes. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He was about to go back to the key points, but he could not compare with Su Budong who was ready to go. Su Budong hit his chest with a leg and kicked him far away.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Several disciples helped him up. Feng Qi reached out and pointed his gun at Su Budong.

"Don't think I dare not kill you."

Su Budong pricked Feng Junsong's leg with a screwdriver indifferently. Feng Junsong screamed, and his leg was cut.

"I'm most afraid of threats from others. When I'm threatened, I'll easily shake my hands. When my hands shake, I'll easily scribble. Brother Feng, what do you think you should do?" Su Budong threw the problem to Feng Qi.

"I want to see if my gun is faster or your hands are faster!" Feng Qi snorted coldly.

"Bang."

Something shot the screwdriver and the gun at the same time. The huge impact force made the two unable to hold the weapons in their hands.

Su Budong looked closely and saw two poker pictures on the ground.

A red A, a spade A.

Who has the ability to fly cards?
Chapter completed!