The young man traveled through the Zhao Mansion, perhaps because he subconsciously did not think that anyone would dare to attack the Zhao Mansion like a net of heaven and earth at this time. He was quite relaxed in his movements and expressions, and he had never noticed Wang Anfeng following several meters behind him.

It is also because of this person's familiarity with the Zhao family that Wang Anfeng was spared from the trouble of eliminating the trap.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, after passing through three yards, the young man paused slightly, his relaxed expression disappeared, and he raised his hand to tidy up his clothes.

There is no place in front of the yard that can cover up the body for about thirty meters. Wang Anfeng had to stay in the distance and watched the young man knock on the door and then push the door in.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door is closed to isolate the inside and outside.

Wang Anfeng frowned, thought for a while, exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked left and right, and saw that the closest servants were nearly a hundred meters away, and he did not suppress the sound of his body swooping. He gently slapped the ground with his right hand, and his body was like a flying geese, and he was moving quickly against the ground.

It took only three breaths to pass a distance of ten feet. It stopped at a rapid speed, and its body slightly turned and landed gently on the ground.

Exhausted, Wang Anfeng pressed his arms tightly against the wall, listening to the sounds inside.

"...The 27th Company Gang, have there been any abnormal movements today?"

"Not much changes were found. The leader of the gang was still drunk. The leader of the second gang had a conflict with a ranger master around him and was given a sword on his arm."

"Ha, there is no abnormal movement?"

There was an old voice inside the door sneering.

"That's a shit!"

"Thirty years ago, the 27th Corps suffered a great loss in front of Tan Tianxiong's tiger. The leader of the gang at that time died under the tiger's claws. Now that the tiger is dying, how could he not get a share of the pie?"

"Tiger meat is not something you can eat at any time."

"This... the third uncle taught a lesson."

After hearing a few words, Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly.

He has overestimated this matter as much as possible.

But I never thought that this matter was more troublesome than he thought.

When it comes to the head of the underworld in Yizhou, no matter how small the trouble is, it will be a big trouble.

The Twenty-Seventh Company Gang is the Fufeng Gang in Xidingzhou area. It has been established for more than 50 years and has a deep foundation. It is said to have twenty-seven martial arts inheritance, including boxing, palm skills, swords, guns, swords, and halberds. Its power and lineage covers all kinds of money-making businesses in Xidingzhou area.

It can be said that if a warrior in the martial arts world makes a living in Xidingzhou, he can not deal with the government and do not know the current state officials and county magistrates, but he will definitely meet more than three gangs every day and must be able to recognize the manager of the 27th Company Gang.

It is said that there is no official position in Xiding, and there must be no unsupported support.

He was arrogant, even so.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the largest gang in Dingzhou, West Fufeng. Its status in the martial arts world is equivalent to that in the Giant Whale Gang with Gongsun Jing in charge.

Even if Gongsun Jing had not gained great benefits in Shaolin Temple, his pistol was very sharp and he was born into the Iron Cavalry of the Qin army, with a solid foundation and a strong killing spirit, he might not have been able to get it well with the help of these 27th Company.

Wang Anfeng originally thought that this problem came from the mansion of the "Old Mr." and was just a level of internal struggle rights, but he never expected to be in contact with a giant like the 27th Company Gang. In addition to these two, there seemed to be a family with a sixth-rank master standing in charge, and his heart was shocked.

At this moment, there was a soft sound of footsteps in the door, as if someone was thinking a lot, and was paced back and forth.

The old voice spoke again:

"So when Tan Tianxiong is dead, those outside will not miss this great opportunity."

"That man would not be able to resist the hatred of killing his father thirty years ago. What's more, if Tan Tianxiong had not appeared thirty years ago, with Xiong Wenwei's ambition, the 27th Company Gang would have become the '72nd Company Gang, and its power spread throughout Fufeng County, and it is known as the number one."

"No one can resist such a great revenge."

"At that time, they both suffered losses, and it was time for us to gain profit."

Another younger voice hesitated and said:

"San Uncle, what happened thirty years ago..."

"Just with the situation in our Fufeng River, even if Xiong Wenwei is still alive, he will not be the number one gang of Fufeng?"

The old man seemed disdainful when he heard this, snorted coldly and said:

"Thirty years ago? Thirty years ago your father was just a little kid, what do you know!"

"The Fufeng situation back then was completely different from the previous years. Young masters emerged one after another, and they were also closely connected with the outside world. They were more energetic and more opportunities than the world in the past two years."

"I also entered the seventh rank that year, and killed thirty-seven robbers with a pair of iron fists, becoming famous in the world."

There were many heroic and arrogant expressions in the old man's words. After a few breaths, he sighed slightly and said:

"However, because of this, many bad things happened. People outside even planned to put their claws into Fufeng, but they were chopped up. Xiong Wenwei, the leader of the 27th Company gang, had an affair with one of the forces, and was set up many traps by the tiger and fire refining guard Changkong, and shot him to death."

"When Wei Changkong was a seventh-grade body, he fought for the sixth-grade body. He was exhausted and unconscious, and his body was covered in trauma, but his eyes were still open and he could not stand down. I will never forget it in my life..."

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly outside, and his mind appeared in his mind two years ago. The magnificent and extraordinary master of the Fire Refining Sect saw the magnificent body and extraordinary spirit in the Medicine Buddha Valley, and his face was a little surprised.

It turned out to be him.

Although it can be said that it was just a one-time encounter, and even the two were in a hostile position at that time and almost never died, if that man could do these things when he was a teenager, Wang Anfeng had only such thoughts in his heart, without any doubt.

The young man in the room said in surprise:

"Wei Changkong..."

"No, isn't it the head of an evil sect?"

The old man snorted coldly, as if he was quite disdainful, and said:

"The leader of the evil style? Humph, a narrow view."

"The 'Tiger King' Tan Tianxiong was just a scholar who was born in the land, and could also control the entire secret rivers and lakes of Xidingzhou with one hand. The king of the Shenwu Mansion was not as old as the one with a young age and had no power to tie a chicken. He could also defeat a country in the Western Regions by 100,000."

"Thirty years ago, the young hero of Changkong, was generous and righteous. How could you imagine his strength?!"

"Those organizations almost corroded the entire Fufeng River and Lake back then. If the evil leader in your eyes had not supported the sky with one hand and turned the tide, how could you practice martial arts at this moment? How could you make a big fuss here? You have already become a warrior in that organization, and you don't know where to die..."

The young man stumbled his tongue and said:

"But why did he become like this later..."

The old man was silent and said:

"Thirty years have passed, people will change."

"What's more, that happened back then..."

The voice gradually became lower. Wang Anfeng, who was outside the house, was quite curious about this matter. He couldn't help but concentrate and listened. At this moment, a sudden energy suddenly swelled up. The boy's pupils shrank, his body reversed, and he suddenly flew out more than ten meters away.

With the banging sound, the originally closed wooden door was directly hit into debris, but it did not turn into powder. In the originally strong fist power, an extremely soft change occurred, and it carried those fragments to shoot towards Wang Anfeng. In the whistling sound, each fragment brought huge power, which was no less than a crossbow, and it arrived in a blink of an eye.

Wang Anfeng was very aware and did not take it head-on. He suddenly soared into the air. He stepped on the violent fist force with his toes, and the man had already jumped into the air. At this moment, his heart suddenly felt that it was not good. Although he didn't know how the old man could detect him, he had not covered him at this time. If he collided with the young man head-on, everything would be meaningless.

Then his right hand brushed across his waist, the Buddhist beads lit up slightly, and a mask appeared directly in Wang Anfeng's palm, and he raised his hand like lightning and pressed it on his face.

With a light click, the boy landed on the ground, his soft face had been covered with cold and hard metal.

An old man from the martial arts strode out of the house, and his body was entangled with energy.
Chapter completed!