When he saw the old man Liang Benlang for the first time, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder Yan Fengyun had been a hero of the Beggar Clan for so many years, but in the end he was still the deputy leader.
With him, Yan Fengyun, the reputation of the Beggar Gang can be guaranteed to last forever, but with this old man here, he can definitely ensure that the Beggar Gang runs rampant in the world without any fear.
Although he has been in the martial arts world for nearly ten years, there are very few top players that Lu Hanjiang has ever seen. Roughly speaking, it seems that there are only Meng Yuan, Ling Kong, and Liang Benlang in front of him.
Mr. Meng just sat in the Yamen drinking tea all day long. After getting along for a long time, Lu Hanjiang couldn't feel the aura of a master from him at all. At most, he only listened to his casual stories about the past.
As for Abbot Lingkong, he didn't know whether it was because he became a monk. When he was in Southern Shaolin, Lu Hanjiang never felt the aura of a strong man from him.
But this Gang Leader Liang is worthy of being said to be a martial arts master created by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. This old man looks drunk and has not woken up, but in fact he exudes a formidable power.
That sudden attack made Lu Hanjiang feel that this was a sword that remained sharp at all times. The more advanced the martial arts, the more powerful he could feel the old man.
When the young man was secretly sizing up Liang Benlang, he was also sizing him up. With his decades of experience, he couldn't tell the depth of this person. It was like a fog, making it difficult to figure out.
To know that the last person who gave him this feeling was the leader of Xuantian Sect... This is very scary.
"The younger generation is terrible," Liang Benlang sighed with emotion. His eyes were slightly focused, and the drunkenness on his body had dissipated a little: "It's because the old man is ignorant and ignorant. He doesn't know when people like you appeared in the world."
"Senior is so complimentary."
Lu Hanjiang spoke with amusement, and seeing Cai Wei's expression of confusion, he explained: "I am a bit cautious, and I met the girl for the first time, so I concealed my knowledge of martial arts. I hope I won't be blamed."
Caiwei shook her head and said with understanding: "The world is dangerous, and Mr. Lu's actions are reasonable."
"But I've only achieved a small amount of success in my body skills. If I fight with others with fists and kicks, I won't gain much advantage."
After casually mentioning something, Lu Hanjiang looked at Liang Benlang and said, "That exquisite girl has average Qinggong, why don't you pursue me, senior?"
"Why chase?"
Liang Benlang took a swig, wiped his mouth and said, "Since the old man wants to make peace, wouldn't it be unfair to take her back?"
Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior, don't you believe she is a demon?"
"Although the old man is old, his eyesight is pretty good. I can't recognize the Frost Snow Sky Heart Art in Xuehua Palace." Liang Benlang said.
"Since the senior knew that she was a demonic witch, why did he let her go? I wonder when the Beggar Clan changed its doors and wanted to be neighbors with the demonic gang?" Lu Hanjiang's words seemed a bit sarcastic.
"Boy, don't use words to irritate the old man, it won't work."
Liang Benlang refused to take any advice, and he let out a long wine burp: "Who said there are no good people on the evil path, and who said there are no bad people on the right path? The old man thinks that girl is hopeless, boy.
, The righteous devil in Jianghu is not just what he says, it is the real devil, and this is what he is looking at."
As he spoke, the old man lightly hit his chest with his fist.
Lu Hanjiang chuckled: "In that case, I dare to ask senior, is it evil to steal other people's things? And is it considered to be possessed by a demon?"
"Stealing is naturally evil."
Liang Benlang nodded first, and then asked: "But using left-handed magic to force others to submit is a good thing? Is it the right way to do it?"
Lu Hanjiang felt a little funny and said: "Senior, do you want to discuss what is good and evil with me? I didn't expect that the leader of the gang still has such leisurely thoughts at his age."
"Stop teasing the old man with your sour words. Now that he's seen it, he can't ignore it."
Liang Benlang didn't have the airs of his seniors at all, and when he played rogue, he was no worse than those local gangsters: "That devil girl is no match for this Miao girl. If she stayed, she might not be able to save her life. If the old man stopped her just now, wouldn't it be harmful?"
He took her life."
Lu Hanjiang was speechless for a while. This was all nonsense, and it was even more outrageous than the nonsense he made to deceive that girl Shangluo.
From these words alone, Lu Hanjiang roughly understood what kind of person the leader of the Beggar Clan was. It was completely opposite to the way he taught Shangluo to not care about means and only focus on results. This old man placed great emphasis on process and means, and instead acted on wishful thinking.
To think that the result is good will be rewarded.
There are many examples of good intentions leading to bad deeds, but it is obviously impossible to convince this old man. He has his own unique views on good and evil, right and wrong. In short, he is a chivalrous old stubborn who lives by himself.
"That's all, as long as you are happy, I won't keep you company."
Lu Hanjiang helped Caiwei and was about to leave. He really had nothing to say to the old man. Although he could not agree with the other party's principles of action, objectively speaking, he did not hate Liang Benlang.
Compared with those people in the world who are thinking about competing with the imperial court all day long, the lifestyle of the old gangster Liang like a wanderer will not cause much trouble to the Jin Yiwei. Occasionally he will catch petty thieves, bandits and robbers, which can be regarded as
It reduces the burden on local government offices.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Lu Hanjiang helped Caiwei and left without looking back. Liang Benlang was embarrassed and followed him shamelessly: "The old man doesn't have enough wine, so I'll go to the city with you to get some."
This time, Lu Hanjiang didn't mind. Instead, Caiwei said, "I advise you, senior, not to go into the city. Do you know that the demonic witch just caused a poor girl's family to be destroyed?"
Liang Benlang calmed down his slovenly look and said, "Even so, the old man should go take a look."
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Talking back to the Ding family in the city, the Midnight Powder from Xuehua Palace was still heavy enough. Even after Lu Hanjiang had been out for so long, the few people in the mourning hall still couldn't muster any internal energy.
Even Zhou Yuanshan, who has the highest martial arts among them, has only barely recovered his ability to move. As for his internal strength, he is still lifeless and unable to raise the slightest bit.
Fortunately, this girl Shangluo was not affected at all and easily subdued Zheng Ming, so that the few of them could wait here safely for the effects of the medicine to wear off.
It is worth mentioning that Zheng Ming knew that he was helpless, so he kept begging for mercy. He was so righteous and confident before, but now he is so humble and pitiful.
But no matter how much he begged, Ding Yao looked at him with eyes as cold as winter frost. Shangluo was also very impatient with his chattering, so she even blocked his mouth with a rag.
However, even though his mouth was blocked, Zheng Ming still refused to give up. Until Lu Hanjiang and the others came back, the boy was still stretching his neck in an attempt to beg Ding Yao to spare his life.
At this time, Shangluo was completely disappointed with him. She lost the bet with Lu Hanjiang again. For the sake of martial arts and survival, Zheng Ming betrayed Ding Yao without hesitation, and even ruthlessly killed her whole family.
Such a guy who is worse than a beast always wears the skin of a good person in front of others. Even before he took action, Shangluo never doubted him.
Involuntarily, this girl's concept of good and evil began to become vague. She grabbed Lu Hanjiang's clothes with some fear and said, "Xiao Lu, what should I do if I can't tell the difference between good and bad people in the future?"
Shangluo's voice was a bit tearful, and Lu Hanjiang carefully captured the fear of the future. He touched the girl's head and comforted her: "You still have me, don't you worry, just listen to me."
That’s it.”
This time Shangluo didn't hesitate, she nodded vigorously.