Volume Two, Accession to the World, Chapter 120, Qingyang Gang
"Yes, little one, let's go right away."
Feng Yu followed behind, and the two of them came to a site with the word Qingyang written on it. There were a group of people standing at the door, and the one at the front was a man in his thirties. It looked like he was Hong Lie, but
, there are white cloths hanging everywhere here, as if they are attending a funeral. Hong Lie is still dressed in mourning, is it possible?
When Hong Lie and others saw Feng Yu coming, they all knelt down and saluted, "Common people, please see your prince. May your prince live a thousand years!"
"Everyone, get up, what are you doing?"
Hong Lie stood up and clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, my father died of illness a few days ago. I have been observing filial piety these days, so I forgive you for not being able to help your Majesty."
Feng Yu saw his expression and appearance and knew that this was an excuse. His father had been favored by his second grandfather when he was young. Hong Lie might not have remembered it at that time, but this did not mean that Hong Lie could take advantage of decades of hard work.
He went to gamble, or even never came back. He grew up in the Qingyang Gang. For promises he never knew, family was more important.
Of course, Hong Lie was not an ungrateful person. He had already planned to wait until the filial piety period was over and follow King Huai alone so as not to hurt his brothers.
Feng Yu still has the ability to recognize people, otherwise how could he establish his own power.
"Of course you can honor your father's filial piety. I just need to borrow some people, and I don't have to ask Young Master Hong to do it himself."
"Here~, most of my Qingyang Gang brothers are ordinary warriors and common people, and there are not many who can help. Your prince is investigating the affairs of that place, so I should accompany him in person."
Feng Yu waved his hand, "Forget it, I know what you mean, can I go in and burn incense? After all, I was instructed by my second grandfather to wait for me here. If I die of illness, I should still pay homage to my elders."
"Yes, please, Your Majesty."
Feng Yu raised his feet and entered the Qingyang Gang. There was a portrait hanging on the mourning hall. There was no coffin or anything else. Judging from the cleaning situation, they should have been buried. Feng Yu walked to the incense table in front of the portrait and lit three slender sticks.
Xiang bowed slightly, but did not kowtow. It was inconsistent with etiquette for the prince to kneel down and worship the heroic spirits of the people.
"Okay, I'm leaving, please give me my condolences."
Feng Yu was about to leave, when he heard footsteps outside the door and loud laughter.
"I heard that Hong Qingyang of your Qingyang Gang was buried yesterday. It's such a pity. I didn't get to see him for the last time. It's a big regret that I didn't get to see him die! Hahahaha!"
When the disciples of the Qingyang Gang heard these insulting words, how could they bear it, especially Hong Lie, who lived up to his name, had a strong temper, and his eyes looked like he was about to take action.
"My father's mourning hall, you people from the Salt Gang are not welcome, get out of here!"
The big man with a strong face whose eyebrows almost formed a line looked at Hong Lie who was shouting, "Hong Lie, Young Master Hong, no, I should call you Gang Leader Hong now. I can't beat you, so I gave you this in Ningde City."
You, the Qingyang Gang, have no face at all. Who do you think you are? Hong Qingyang is dead. If you are wise, you gang members can join us in the Salt Gang, and I can provide you with delicious food and spicy food. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!
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"Shut up, Niu, I think you are here to cause trouble today!"
"Hmph, if I hadn't gone to Quanzhou City for a few days, do you think there is still a Qingyang Gang in Ningde now? Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You little minions, seriously no one will follow me? There is only one chance
once."
The disciples of the Qingyang Gang saw that a disaster was coming, but none of them were afraid. They all stared at the culprits with weapons in hand.
"The old gang leader has been very kind to us. We are by no means greedy for life and fear of death. At worst, I will fight with you, so I will use my own blood to say goodbye to the old gang leader. I will be worthy of the old gang leader on the Naihe Bridge in the future.
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"Yes, he is a good man again after eighteen years!"
"Fight them!"
"Hmph, a bunch of guys who don't eat and drink as fines when toasting, I'm going to kill the entire Qingyang Gang today in front of Hong Qingyang!"
"Wait a minute."
Hong Qingyang's eyes were sharp, he tightened his cuffs and stood up, "You want to fight, I, Hong Lie, will help you, but he is not a member of our Qingyang Gang, he is just asking for directions, let him out first, and we will settle the matter."
account!"
The man surnamed Niu glanced at the handsome boy standing next to him, "What I hate most is the pretty boy who dresses up to look like a human. No matter what he is here for, don't even think about leaving! Turn around and grab him."
I can still get a good price if I sell it!"
"You~!"
Feng Yu stood there calmly, still fanning the fan he just bought, with his hands behind his back, and smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, but this strong man named Niu, is he too arrogant too early? He is young.
The Yang Gang is united to fight a last-ditch battle. From a military point of view, this is a tactic of risking death and surviving. I wonder if you have ever heard that you should not pursue an enemy when you are poor. There are two reasons why you should not pursue an enemy when you are poor. One is that you are afraid of an ambush.
The second thing is not to push too hard, the last second of resistance before death is very powerful."
"Huh, don't scare me. I've traveled all over the country for so many years. I didn't get scared. I was cut out by force with the two axes in my hands. Now, he, Hong Qingyang, is dead at the ninth level, and Hong Lie has only reached the seventh level.
I am stronger than him, and there are twice as many people as him. He will definitely die today, and you, a pretty boy, can’t escape!"
"Oh, really? Let's wait and see."
Hong Lie also knew that the Qingyang Gang had no chance of winning against the Salt Gang. When his father was alive, he was still a little afraid, but now, he is afraid that it will be difficult to survive.
"You all stand down."
"Young Gang Leader!"
"Young Gang Leader, you~!"
"Man surnamed Niu, how about we fight one-on-one, a life-or-death battle, even if we die!"
"Haha, I will be fooled by you. Now you can't escape. Why should I listen to you and wait for your other brothers to come? Brothers, come to me and leave no one alive!"
"kill!"
Hong Lie saw that the Qingyang Gang was about to be destroyed, "Brothers, listen, you won't lose if you kill one, and you will gain one by killing two. Keep your spirits up. You guys, protect him and leave. Don't let him get hurt. We will kill him later."
Leave as soon as you make an opening! Leave us alone!"
"Yes, young gang leader!"
Feng Yu looked at the high morale of the Qingyang Gang and was a little shocked. They all said that when a tree falls, the monkeys will scatter. This group of people is somewhat bloody and admirable. They have not forgotten themselves under such circumstances. Although Hong Lie has begun to have an impression
Not good, but a person worthy of close friendship. Feng Yu's eyes were slightly thoughtful.
"Your Majesty, let's go!" Looking at the brother who rushed up, His Highness Prince Huai was still standing there in a daze, unable to move his feet. He said he was scared to death, but he didn't want to. His eyes were very smart and deep, so he said he was calm.
Well, this is a time when death can happen at any time.
Hong Lie's Hong Quan was passed down from his father, Hong Qingyang, who was the authentic descendant of Hong Quan. He fought with Niu, one was at the eighth level and the other was at the seventh level. The two axes were quite powerful and very powerful.
The disciple couldn't catch the axe, so he fell to the ground and vomited blood. However, Hong Lie was not afraid at all, and faced the difficulties. His boxing skills were rich and powerful, his steps were steady and powerful, he was a strong bridge and a strong horse, he was strong and powerful, and used his energy to promote strength.
, no wonder some people say: "A cow in Hongmen will never look back after being beaten to death."
However, the gap in realm is there, not to mention that the enemy is born with supernatural power. Hong Lie is indeed no match. He will be defeated in less than thirty or forty moves. This is already a very high evaluation, at least in terms of boxing skills.
, Hong Fist is still very powerful.
"My lord, if you don't leave, you will really have no chance!" The narrator pulled Feng Yu hard, but Feng Yu didn't move at all.
Feng Yu said with a smile: "Since I'm here, it's such a coincidence. Maybe it's Old Gang Leader Hong's spirit in heaven who has predicted that I will help you. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Before they could speak, Feng Yu jumped up suddenly, like an eagle spreading its wings, and landed from the sky, kicking the strong man. The strong man realized something was wrong and quickly raised his ax to resist, but he didn't expect that the ax hit his chest.
The whole person took small steps and stepped back.
Just at this moment, Feng Yu had already figured out that this guy was just a little stronger. Anyone at the same level would be able to defeat him. Although his level was high, his martial arts skills were not impressive.
Yes, very mediocre. Feng Yu didn't bother to try again, he got up and kicked again, turned sideways, and kicked his bad leg in more than ten moves in mid-air. The man hit the closed door hard. If it weren't for a little
He is so powerful that he is probably bleeding out. If the Sixth Young Master were here, any one of them could kill him a hundred times alone.
"Who are you?"
"Old Gang Leader Hong sent them here to help them. After all, some people say that the Qingyang Gang is not exhausted."
"Boss, I thought I heard someone calling him Prince just now!"
"let's go!"
"Let's go, where are we going? After knowing the news about me, do you think I will let you leave alive?"
Now that they know his identity, he is determined not to let it go, otherwise if he disturbs the enemy, his trip may be in vain, and he may even be killed!
The strong man gathered strength with both hands, and the ax wrapped with the inner strength of the eighth-grade lower body shot out of the air, pointing directly at Feng Yu. Feng Yu did not dodge, and when he opened the fan, a fan flew out. The two weapons smashed together.
They made a crackling sound and fell to the ground one after another.
But that is the ultimate of a good man, but not the ultimate of Feng Yu. He started to walk with his feet, and his figure shuttled through the crowd very quickly. Every time he met someone, that person screamed in surprise and flew out until
Feng Yu finally came to the door and slapped the strong man with the divine palm of Luoying. Instantly, the strong man's eyes bulged, his body made an explosive sound, his meridians were severed, and his ribs were inserted into his heart. There was no possibility of survival.