Feng Zhou took Lin Pingzhi to the west by boat, entered the Han River from Xiakou, and went upstream. At this time, many famous gangs in the Central Plains, Jianghuai, and Yangtze River areas had suffered devastating blows.
What about Changjing Island in the East China Sea, Haisha Gang in western Zhejiang, Black Wind Club in Shandong, Paijiao in western Hunan, Tianlang Fort in southern Anhui, Lengfeng Village in eastern Hubei, Tongbai Shuangqi..., more than thirty martial arts arenas, large and small, that shocked the martial arts world.
Gangs and underworld figures have all become yesterday's news. Some suffered heavy losses and were unable to recover, while some were completely wiped out and disappeared into thin air.
Although there must have been some disciples at the bottom who escaped, they have become lonely ghosts and no longer dare to do evil in the world.
Although the world is difficult and the imperial power does not go to the countryside, resulting in the prevalence of private gangs, after these gangs are destroyed, other gangs will definitely be established within two or three years, but in any case, the common people will live a stable life in these two or three years, and there will be
With Feng Zhou being such a big killer, the gangs that were formed later would be somewhat restrained.
Just like after the establishment of the Red Empire, workers of the great powers had holidays and medical care.
On this day, Feng Zhou and Lin Pingzhi abandoned their ship and docked. They had dinner in a tavern. Halfway through their meal, the door curtain suddenly opened and several strong men came out, holding various weapons in their hands. The leader
The middle-aged man had a sinewy face, broad shoulders and broad back, with his arms open and a tuft of hair that protected his heart. As soon as he entered the hotel, he shouted loudly: "Boss, serve the wine! Serve the meat! We are starving!"
The shop assistant hurriedly came forward, nodded and bowed to welcome them to a big table: "Masters, please wait a moment. The younger one will make you a pot of tea first, and you can drink it first."
The leading middle-aged man said: "First a few bottles of wine, then..."
He paused and asked, "Are there any water birds or flying birds here?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Of course, the store is close to the Han River, so there are also customers who like game. We have egrets, great tits, turtle doves..."
"Okay, okay, get them all, bird necks, bird wings, bird soup, give me a feast of birds in different ways!" the leading man said fiercely!
The waiter was stunned for a moment and said cautiously: "Sir, although we have a few birds, our store is small and the chef's cooking skills are limited, so we can't make so many..."
The leading man said angrily: "Can't I still pay you for the wine? This is a restaurant, and you can't handle it, so why can't you buy it elsewhere?"
The waiter said: "I don't know, this bird meat is not delicious. Most people just make soup to taste it. Besides, we are all small shops here. The chef is very capable. He has already gone to a big restaurant in a big city..."
The man slapped the table and cursed: "Your grandma is a bear. It takes so much effort to eat a few turtle doves of yours. Do you know who I am? I'm so angry that I'll chop you with a knife!" He stood up and let out a "choking" sound.
He pulled out the sword from his waist and raised it above his head, pretending to chop the shop assistant.
The shop clerk was so frightened that he almost fell over as his legs weakened.
Lin Pingzhi frowned and was about to slap the table and stand up.
Feng Zhou gently held her down and shook his head.
Because he had already seen that the leading man was just trying to intimidate.
Sure enough, the man raised the knife, gritted his teeth, and never dared to chop down. The expression on his face changed. He brushed it and put the knife back into its sheath: "Okay, let me change the pattern according to your chef skills."
To serve food and wine, your money is indispensable!"
As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it on the table.
As if he had received an amnesty, the clerk quickly grabbed the money and ran to the back hall as fast as he could.
Soon one plate after another of various bird dishes came out, such as a big plate of tits, some egrets and mushrooms, some turtle doves with sesame oil, and some whole bird soup.
The tricks were worked out.
The leading man took a piece of meat and shouted: "Why has it not chirped for three years and suddenly become a big success? After eating these birds and drinking these bird soup, let me see if it still sings."
Several of his men also said: "Eat it, eat it, the more you eat it, the more you eat it, let's see if it still cries!"
A man glanced around and saw no one suspicious, then cursed in a low voice: "Today we are having a feast of birds. We will definitely eat all these birds. See if they still sing. It can be regarded as a favor for our old man."
The Lord has done his best!”
The leading man slapped the table and said: "Eat them all, eat them all. If you eat these in your stomach and then pull them out, it means that what we are pulling is Yue Buming!"
Several heroes cheered loudly, ate and drank, and all the dishes were wiped out in an instant.
Then a group of people went crazy with alcohol and helped him out while cursing.
Feng Zhou and Lin Pingzhi looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
They already understood why these gangsters insisted on eating bird meat and drinking bird soup, as if they had a deep hatred for birds.
It turns out that because of the allusion that "the big bird did not sing for three years, it became a big success", these gangsters did not dare to face themselves, and they actually used the bird as themselves to relieve their hatred. This is quite similar to the allusion that later generations said that fried dough sticks are fried Qin Hui.
Because of an idiom, birds all over the world have suffered the same disaster, causing damage to these future nationally protected animals. That would be very sorry for these birds.
Thinking about those gangsters, some of their seniors must have been killed by him, and that's why they hated themselves so much. Therefore, Feng Zhou couldn't help laughing, and was extremely happy.
Especially when I think about the man who just raised his sword to kill, but in the end he didn't dare to do it and put the sword back into its sheath. This shows that his killing methods are still effective. Even these gangsters are also afraid and dare not bully the people at will.
The two laughed loudly and were about to continue eating when suddenly someone at a table not far away read: "You commit murder and everyone is afraid of you, but you don't know how easy it is to be strong. You still talk and laugh to yourself. It's sad."
Feng Zhou was startled and turned to look at the man.
But I saw that he was in ragged clothes and looked wretched. There was a huqin beside the foot of the stool. The body of the huqin was dark yellow and had been aged for many years. He couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Mo Da, you restrained your voice. Even I didn't notice it. It's obvious that you are like this."
We haven’t seen each other for more than a year, and our cultivation has improved further!”
When Lin Pingzhi heard his master shrinking, he quickly stood up and bowed to the man: "Junior Lin Pingzhi, I have the honor to pay homage to Master Mo from Hengshan. I am very rude just now."
The man raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he glanced coldly at the faces of Feng Zhou and Lin Pingzhi. It was Mr. Mo Da, the leader of the Hengshan Sect, "Xiaoxiang Yeyu".
"When old friends meet, they should drink together. Why does Mr. Mo Da seem so repulsive to others? Could it be that he feels that he cannot reach the heights of the Huashan Sect?"
Feng Zhou said calmly.
Mr. Mo Da snorted and said: "Now the name of Yue Daxia has spread all over the world. When Mo Daxia meets Yue Daxia, he dare not refuse, let alone reach out to him."