At the gate of the city, two city guards were listless and chatting away. When they caught sight of someone entering the city, they held up their crooked helmets and stepped forward to ask.
"Hey, boy, you look strange, where did you come from?"
Feng Ziqing stopped, turned around and glanced at Fat Dao San. The latter understood and walked forward quickly, saying: "This is my new friend. He is very powerful. Please give me face to the two brothers and treat you to a drink some other time."
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One of the city guards looked up and said, "Hey, it turns out to be Fat Brother. Okay, since we have wine to drink, let me go." After that, he waved his hand to Feng Ziqing, indicating that he could enter the city.
Feng Ziqing cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you very much." This fat knife three seemed a bit thin in the city.
Fat Sword San asked with a smile: "I'll have a chat with these two brothers, my hero, please go into the city first."
"okay."
While it was still dark, Feng Ziqing inquired all the way and finally arrived at the Jufu Inn and checked in to rest.
During dinner, Feng Ziqing took out the wooden bird hairpin from the square object and ate it while talking about the style and taste.
The next morning, at the door of the inn.
Feng Ziqing finished breakfast in the inn lobby, but Fat Dao San didn't see Fat Dao San coming to report. Sure enough, he had arrived at his place, and his attitude was more aggressive. The two city guards at the city gate were familiar with Fat Dao San yesterday.
Help. Forget it, let’s go shopping first and they will deliver it to your door.
Feng Ziqing took Fu Gui'er from the waiter's hand. According to what he said, Feng Ziqing found the banker, exchanged the silver for banknotes, and started wandering along the street. He bought a wine gourd halfway, found a nearby tavern, and entered the store.
Buy wine.
At three o'clock in the morning, Feng Ziqing came to the end of a remote alley, leaned against the wall, took a sip of wine, touched Fu Gui'er's head, and said slowly: "My eyesight is so low, why can't I come out to such a good location?"
Becoming bigger and stronger step by step?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people appeared around him, about twenty or thirty people, led by a bearded man with a big sword, who was tall and thick.
After everyone stood still, the leading man put the sword on his shoulder and said in a loud voice: "Hey, boy, was Fat Sword Three fell into your hands yesterday? Looking at your thin arms and legs, it doesn't look like it. Behind your back
The uncle has taken a liking to that sword, what do you say?"
Feng Ziqing shook his head and sighed: "He gave the truth as soon as he came up and didn't even try to cover it up. Fat Dao San is really pitiful."
A younger brother next to the bearded man said in a sharp voice: "Don't waste any more words. Just hand the sword to my elder brother. It will also allow you to stay safely in Xihe County for a few days. Otherwise, your hands will turn into feet."
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The big man with the beard took a look at his younger brother and was quite satisfied. This guy who had studied for two days was just different. He showed his culture when he threatened.
Feng Ziqing pulled out the heavy sword and stroked the blade, "Oh, this is the only valuable thing in our sect. I was expecting it to be sold for a lot of money. But if you snatch it away, what will I do?"
After hearing this, the bearded man's eyes lit up. Sure enough, as long as it's valuable, he might be able to get a meritorious service. "Boy, I know you have some abilities. So, if you hand over the sword, I'll count you a meritorious service. I'll help you in the gang."
Find a job to ensure that you are well-fed and drink spicy food."
Feng Zi chuckled lightly, "That's a good idea. I'll go to your place, but it has to be done in a different way. Hey, I said bearded man, will you rob?"
"Nonsense, uncle, I'm just robbing you right now!"
"Oh, that's a pity, I can't teach you, so that there is no affection to talk, it is regrettable."
"Bah, weird yin and yang, look for a fight!" After finishing his words, the big man with the beard moved his legs slightly, his waist sank, and he shouted loudly. His body began to glow with a light blue shimmer, his strength gradually increased, and the air around him began to become a little...
strong.
Seeing this scene, Feng Ziqing's eyes gradually brightened, and his strength was strong. It was obviously not caused by spiritual power, but by martial luck!
He is a warrior, but he doesn't know what realm he is in. It seems he needs to read more books. This is the first time he has met a warrior when he went out to travel, and he is very curious.
From the eyes of the boy opposite, the bearded man felt the contempt. He shouted angrily, exerted force with his feet, raised his knife and slashed at him.
Fu Gui'er skillfully hid behind him, and the younger brother behind the bearded man also wisely stepped back. He couldn't do anything unless he retreated. The alley was small, and it was easy for people to get into trouble if they were gathered together.
The sword slashed down, Feng Ziqing blocked it with his sword, and his palms only felt a little numb. Oh, it doesn't seem to be very strong, let's try again.
He raised his sword and swept across, forcing the bearded man back, and mockingly said: "Hey, bearded man, didn't you eat this morning? Do you want to eat something first before coming back? I'll wait for you."
After hearing this, the big man with the beard was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Boy, you've gone too far to bully others, and you brought this upon yourself!" After saying that, the light blue light on the blade gradually deepened, and with a single lunge, he rushed towards the wind.
Come up.
Feng Ziqing shook his head. He didn't have any rules. He was just slashing horizontally and vertically. He was just a slightly more powerful cannon fodder. It seemed he had to be more ruthless.
He stepped forward with a lunge, picked up the heavy sword with his right hand, and swung it hard at the bearded man. The latter blocked the sword with his sword, but the sword was too powerful. With a snap, the sword broke and hit him.
Fortunately, the blade of the knife offset most of the force in his left arm, but the bones were also broken.
Feng Ziqing took advantage of the situation and took two steps forward. He kicked the bearded man in the stomach and kicked him far away, straight to the back. Several younger brothers standing far away fell to the ground unavoidably, and they suddenly started wailing.
Well, it feels like he is a second-level warrior, similar to the early stage of Yuling Realm. I don’t know how strong the person behind him is.
Feng Ziqing stepped forward and came in front of everyone. The bearded man struggled to get up, reached out to hold down the younger brother who wanted to step forward, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked bravely: "What do you want?"
"Well, you robbed me just now, now it's my turn. Be honest, line up one by one, and hand over all the money! Otherwise, be careful of my sword, huh."
One of the minions standing at the back sighed, alas, we still can't escape after all.
Feng Ziqing held a heavy sword and was dictating in front of everyone. Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out, so they had to pay the money honestly. When it was the turn of the big man with a beard, the latter's face turned green and red, but in the end he accepted his fate and took it out from his crotch.
A small pile of banknotes was handed over.
Seeing the bulge in his arms, Feng Ziqing is quite satisfied. He has gained a lot. If he comes here a few more times, he will be able to live well and eat well when he travels. He cannot treat himself badly.
After collecting the money, it’s time to give a few reminders.
"Tell the people behind you that I'm here to do business. Don't rob me as soon as you come up. You have to be reasonable. Being nice makes you rich, right?"
The big man with the beard and everyone else were full of dissatisfaction.
"Alright, let's go." He patted the bearded man and said, "It's been a hundred days since you've been injured. Take a good rest. Remember to tell your boss that this is a work-related injury and you won't be exempted from work-loss pay."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and at the signal of the big man with a long beard, they dispersed. The two younger brothers supported the big man with a long beard and walked away.
As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.