One sentence made Ximen Lang feel puzzled. How could this beggar ask me if my surname was Zhang? Could it be that he was an ancient man from my father's country Z? Although he knew in his heart that this beggar was very powerful in martial arts. If he helped, he might be able to resolve the current situation.
However, he still shook his head and said: "No, my surname is not Zhang, my name is Ximen Lang." "Oh, I'm presumptuous." The beggar shook his head slightly disappointedly, and he bent down to pick up the paper bag.
Because the beggar ruined Gui Zai's good deeds, he was very angry. He exchanged a few moves with Liu Kaifeng and the other three. Bu Qingyun moved a little slower and was hit on the chest with his palm. He involuntarily took three steps back and vomited.
A mouthful of blood.
The ghost figure suddenly jumped out from the breach, quickly came to the beggar, and shouted: "You stinking beggar, go to hell!" The poisonous dragon thorn came out of his sleeve, he held it in his hand, and stabbed straight at the beggar.
chest.
Ximenlang was shocked and shouted: "Get out of the way..."
The beggar took out his right hand from the paper bag and shook out a fan with a bang. The fan with pictures of spiritual mountains and beautiful waters was blocked on his chest. The poisonous dragon thorn was pierced on it. It did not penetrate the fan and was blocked by it.
On his chest.
The ghost boy was shocked. What was going on? Why could that fan block poisonous dragon stings? He looked at the fan carefully and felt that the fabric was old and yellowed. It was obviously an item from a long time ago, and there was a hint of gold threads. Only then did he understand
, it turns out that this fan is made of special materials.
Just from this fan, you can feel that this beggar is a master in the martial arts world. Gui Zai is extremely proud of his own skills. He feels that this beggar can't do anything to him. A sharp cold light flashed in his eyes and he said angrily: "
If you dare to stand in the way of the ghost master, you are seeking death..." The poisonous dragon thorn was withdrawn and raised, and it stabbed the opponent's throat with the "Wild Dragon Entry into the Hole" move.
The beggar stood on the same spot without moving. He just tilted his neck, causing the poisonous dragon thorn to stick to his skin. He then swung his wrist and closed the fan. The fan bone was so dark that it seemed to be made of iron. He quickly swung it and swung it.
The sound of wind hit Guizai on the shoulder.
"Ah..." Guizai screamed in pain and hurriedly stepped back. He only felt the pain in the area where he was hit just now. He glanced at the swollen shoulder and saw Lao Gao. Unexpectedly, he became angry and cursed: "
Damn it, you stinky beggar, you actually dare to go against me, do you know who I am? If you offend our Shanhe Gang, you will die without a burial place."
The beggar let out a long sigh, "Shanhe Gang, you have such a big tone. How could such a small gang dare to call themselves such a gang?"
With a shake of his wrist, the iron fan opened, and the other side appeared in front of everyone. There were four big characters written on it, "Great Rivers and Mountains." It was vigorous and simple, like a giant dragon posing and flying. Next to it were two lines of small characters, "Earthquake Gaogang."
, the Western Mountains are beautiful through the ages, the gate faces the sea, and the rivers flow for thousands of years."
The ghost boy said angrily: "You mother, you dare to look down on our Shanhe Gang, you go to hell." Suddenly, he kicked the ground with one foot and shot out like a sharp arrow. The poisonous dragon thorn flashed in the air.
The silver light pierced the opponent's left eye.
The beggar's figure flashed quickly, floating to the side like a fallen leaf in the wind. His posture was extremely free and unrestrained. For a moment, without looking at his clothes, just looking at his temperament and movements, it was clear that he was a handsome young man.
The two were fighting together, and the ghost boy made strange moves. The poisonous dragon thorn in his hand flashed like a snake, piercing his opponent's vital parts.
The beggar can handle the flying iron fan with ease, and the iron fan opens and closes suddenly during each move. The moves are clever and show the style of a master.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed about five or six moves. The ghost was a little anxious, so he used the move "Lingyu Glacier" to stab the beggar's left shoulder. However, he saw the beggar closed his iron fan, turned around from the right, and slapped the beggar.
The pain on his right wrist was unbearable and he could no longer hold it. The poisonous dragon thorn fell from his hand, causing him to panic and want to dodge backwards.
The beggar laughed loudly, as if he had changed into a different person, and said heroically: "Don't leave yet, your things will be returned to you..." He grabbed the poisonous dragon thorn with his left hand, and before anyone could see it, he
Knowing how he made the move, he inserted it into Guizai's left shoulder.
The ghost screamed in pain and did not dare to stay again. He dodged like a frightened rabbit and ran away at a speed that made people look at him. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The beggar watched his opponent's back disappear, shook his head gently, closed the iron fan in his hand and put it in the paper bag. When he took his hand out, his expression became sluggish, and then completely returned to the way it was when everyone first saw him.
Initial appearance.
Ximen Lang was saved by the beggar and was very grateful. He said, "Thank you, brother, for saving me. I will repay you one day."
The beggar turned his head, his eyes stayed on his handsome face, and said: "You're welcome, you look so much like that man, and you are destined to be with him, so I should help you. It's a pity that the man Shenlong disappeared.
"Wei, I haven't seen him for more than ten years. Young man, I would like to advise you that the world is dangerous and not a place for you to set foot in. It is better to turn back and find the shore." He picked up the paper bag with his arm and stepped forward.
Ximen Lang hurriedly asked: "Brother, may I ask your surname?"
"The nameless people in the world are scattered..."
With only these mindless words left, the beggar walked away.
Ximenlang secretly sighed, this man is really a mystery! He waved his hand, "Let's go."
The four injured people got into the off-road vehicle, started the vehicle and left. In the car, Ximen Lang called Xia Longwei and said, "Weige, the assassination operation failed. Cancel today's operation."
Originally, the result of the discussion between Ximen Lang and Xia Longwei was to assassinate Zheng Shanhu first, and then take advantage of the leaderless situation of the Shanhe Gang to launch a joint attack with members of the Yihe Gang and the Julang Gang. Now the first step of the plan failed.
Naturally, there is no need to implement subsequent plans.
Xia Longwei said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, we will look for opportunities to deal with them later. Simon, how are you? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine, nothing's wrong." There was a gap between people's hearts. Although the two were allies, Ximen Lang was still worried about him and did not explain his injuries.
"That's good. I'll send someone to pay attention to the movements of the Shanhe Gang in the past two days. Come to me when you are free, and we will discuss the future action plan in detail."
"Okay, I understand, let's do this for now."
After hanging up the phone, Ximen Lang leaned weakly on the passenger seat. He felt the pain in the mountains was unbearable, and he frowned and gritted his teeth involuntarily.
Liu Kaifeng, who was driving, asked: "Brother Lang, where are we going now?"