Xingyulou was an inn, and Du Ge and others lived in the backyard, some distance from the inn in front of them. However, they made too much noise, and the disturbed guests in the store fled to the streets overnight for fear of harming themselves.
Gang fights are common in the martial arts world, but if there are too many people escaping, it will always attract the attention of interested people.
Soldiers are valuable and quick.
Therefore, it didn't take long for Feng Shiyi and others to rest. They just treated their wounds, put on their night clothes, and then called Duge and the others to rush to the Iron Palm Gang's station.
Feng Yunjie's injury was not serious, but where Wang San was around, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was a burden to carry him around. Therefore, he was sent back to the Feng family by Feng Shiyi to report the situation.
Du Ge and Wang San also put on night clothes.
The Feng family is not big, but it is a veritable martial arts family. As their stronghold, Xingyu Tower naturally has no shortage of weapons, but if they want magic weapons, they don't have any. Du Ge chose two relatively high-quality stainless steel long swords, and the sword pouches were supplemented.
Full of flying knives.
Wang San chose a lancet. For novices who are not familiar with martial arts, a knife is obviously easier to use than a sword. Du Ge chose a sword because it was easier and faster to stab than to cut.
Feng Shiyi and his two disciples didn't talk much along the way. They had straight faces and had a sense of heroism as if the wind was rustling and the water was cold.
Du Ge and Wang San, who had even planned their escape route, seemed to be on vacation.
Especially Du Ge, who had watched many scenes of knights fighting at night in movies and TV, and finally had the opportunity to participate in person, he was already cheering deep in his heart.
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The Iron Palm Gang's headquarters is a villa outside Luyang City, not far from the dock. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. When encountering a strong enemy, you can escape through the waterway in front of you, and you can directly go up the mountain to avoid the enemy. It is an excellent Feng Shui treasure place.
Under the plaque with three powerful characters "Iron Palm Gang", the vermilion door was open. Five or six guards were guarding the door with knives in their hands, muttering some gossip, and occasionally someone would open their mouth and hit them.
He yawned and his attitude was quite perfunctory.
This is normal.
Luyang City is the headquarters of the Iron Palm Gang. They have always been the only ones to bully others. There are no special circumstances. Anyone who is well fed will attack them. Moreover, there has been no major incident in the world for more than ten years.
If there are really experts who come to the gang to seek revenge, they are just trying to get through the walls. No one will go through the door. In the end, they are just a few decorations.
On weekdays, even the door is closed, but today Anlongtang went out to perform tasks and specially left the door open for them. However, several nursing homes would not have thought that a few unconventional people would come tonight.
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"Mr. Seven, are we going to attack from the main entrance?" The night was very cold, but Feng Shiyi's forehead was sweating. He looked at Duge, with a hint of pain in his eyes that should not be shown at his age.
When Du Ge said that he should enter through the front door, he suddenly felt that he was a fool for actually believing that Feng Qi's stupid plan would succeed. How come his head was so hot that he actually followed him to attack the Iron Palm Gang at night.
Five people?
Three were wounded and attacked head-on.
A five-year-old would never come up with such an idea!
"What else?" Du Ge looked at Feng Shiyi as if he were looking at an idiot, "You didn't tell me that the Iron Palm Gang's courtyard wall is more than four meters high!"
"I..." Feng Shiyi was speechless and speechless. This is really no wonder Feng Qi, he is a demon, he just came to this world, and he doesn't know what the Iron Palm Gang is like?
But he was confused at the time. How could he think so carefully at that moment?
The corners of Wang San's mouth twitched, and it was very hard to hold back his laughter.
"Your Qing Gong is not good either. You can't even jump four meters while carrying someone on your back." Duge looked at Feng Shiyi with disdain, and secretly made up his mind to build up his internal strength no matter what, and then find himself a good Qing Gong.
Throughout the ages, heroes have always climbed up and down. How can anyone climb a ladder to climb over a wall?
"Mr. Qi, if it doesn't work out, let's go back to the Feng family and think about it in the long run!" Feng Shiyi looked at Duge who was about to make a move and advised, "With just the five of us, a frontal attack is not much different from committing suicide."
"What's the point of sacrificing your life for the Feng family? You've come here, why don't you try, just in case it works!" Duge took a deep breath, pulled out the long sword with one hand, and found it with the other hand.
Three flying knives, "San'er, seduce them..."
"Mr. Qi, no." Feng Shiyi hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but it was too late.
"My dearest brothers, are you waiting for someone? Are you cold? Others are sleeping, but you still have to work here. I feel sorry for you..." There is no future for the Feng family, and Wang
Sanzao was ready to surrender, and a faint voice quickly sounded in the night.
Several nurses on duty suddenly panicked. They pulled out the knives in their hands and looked around to find the source of the sound. All of them looked pale.
"who?"
"Who's pretending to be a fool?"
"come out."
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"It's me!" Wang San let out a weird laugh, and slowly walked out from the shadow of the tree. He was dressed in black, with disheveled hair, his face covered with blood stains, and holding a handful of the same dye in his hand.
The bloody long knife had a dull expression, "Little cuties, let's play a game. I'll chase and you run. If I catch you, my brother will love you..."
Wang San walked forward step by step.
Several nursing homes retreated step by step.
As Wang San spoke more and more, fear finally defeated their remaining courage.
"ghost!"
"Ghost!"
After several shrill screams, they dropped their knives, panicked, turned around and ran away.
The moment they turned around, Duge, holding a long sword, rushed out like a rabbit running away.
He was like a bolt of black lightning in the dark night. In the blink of an eye, he rushed behind several people and neatly harvested their lives.
Seeing Du Ge and Wang San really rush out to attack the main entrance, Feng Shiyi's mind went blank for a moment. For a moment, he closed his eyes in despair: "It's over."
"Second Master, what should we do?" One of the direct disciples was at a loss.
"Come on, we can't let two outsiders stand in the way of the Feng family's disaster." Feng Shiyi smiled bitterly. He clenched the knife in his hand and was about to follow him out, but after taking two steps, he noticed the two disciples behind him.
When he didn't follow, he couldn't help but frown, "What are you doing?"
"We don't want to die." One of them hesitated for a moment and said calmly, "Second Master, Feng Qi is a lunatic. His injuries recovered quickly. We can't. We can just assassinate Qiu Yuanlang for the sake of the Feng family.
If you rush in with such a big fanfare, you will die in vain!"
"Withdraw, Second Master, there is no point in us dying like this." Another person said, "Haven't you figured it out yet? All the troubles in the Feng family are caused by the demons. If you continue to struggle with them, disaster will only happen.
There will be more and more people. Give them up and rush back to Feng’s house now. It’s still too late to run away..."
"..." Feng Shiyi looked at Du Ge who was rushing in front, and then at the two people behind him, with a look of struggle in his eyes, "If you quit now, everything you did before will be in vain. Feng Qi is getting faster and faster."
, which proves that he has grown a lot, and we have one more Wang San."
"Second Master, don't be confused. Think about Third Young Master, even if they are powerful... Look at Wang San, do the Feng family really want to get involved with such a person?" One of them pointed forward, with a look of horror in his eyes, "
They are the devils. Stop your losses. Second Master, you can't make any more mistakes. If this continues, the Feng family will be in doom."
Feng Shiyi turned around and saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.
Wang San cut off the hand of Hu Yuan who was killed by Feng Qi with one sword, took it in his hand, wiped the blood stains on it, and said: "Good boy, don't be afraid, your hands will be dirty.
I'll wipe it for you. Once it's clean, we can hold hands..."
Feng Shiyi's pupils suddenly shrank together.
At this moment, he finally woke up.
After looking at Duge for the last time, Feng Shiyi called to his two disciples: "Let's go."