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- Chapter 11 Thunder
"The Giant Whale Gang" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "But they won?"
"Hey, a tragic victory is nothing!" Pan Hou waved his hand, nodded reservedly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but smile proudly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "If you can use me, you might as well speak up."
"Okay, brother, I won't be polite!" Pan Hou stopped and said with a smile: "The guy surnamed Zhao suffered a loss and has already escaped. Based on his petty temperament, he probably won't give up and will come looking for him. !¡±
"What should I do?" Xiao Yuesheng asked.
"Brother, you might as well stay at my brother's place for two days and have some fun," Pan Hou looked at him carefully and said with a smile, "If he comes to bully me again, I will show you the power of our Changsha Gang!"
"Okay." Xiao Yuesheng agreed without hesitation.
"Haha" Pan Hou couldn't help but grin, with a smile on his face and excitement in his steps.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, saying no more.
Lin'an City is still prosperous, with thousands of lights and the noise is even louder than during the day.
The main altar of the Changsha Gang is located in Lin'an City, in a large house in the southwest corner of the city. It looks inconspicuous.
Because of its prosperity, there are many gangs in Lin'an City, including dozens of large and small gangs. The Changsha Gang's power is located on the sea and does not have any advantage in Lin'an City.
The biggest talker in the city is the Zhao family in Lin'an.
Although the Zhao family of Lin'an is unknown in the martial arts world, they are well-deserved leaders in Lin'an City.
According to the secretly circulated news, this Zhao family has some connections with the Sun Moon God Sect. People would rather believe that they exist than believe that they don¡¯t exist. Very few people dare to provoke them.
In the Changsha Gang¡¯s main altar, Xiao Yuesheng was alone in a secluded room, practicing Kung Fu on the couch.
A flash of silver light poured in from the window and enveloped him. He remained motionless, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, his expression solemn, and a faint purple aura flashed across his face from time to time.
This house is located on the easternmost side of the hall and is extremely quiet. Pan Hou has issued a no-movement order and no one is allowed to approach and disturb it.
In the hall, candles and candles were blazing, as bright as day.
Pan Hou was sitting in a big tiger-skin chair, dressed in brocade clothes, sitting like a javelin, with his upper body straight and his eyes bright, solemnly listening to the reports of the people below.
This man was short and thin, as if he was extremely weak. His voice was high-pitched, and he reported the fist: "Gang leader, everyone from the Giant Whale Gang has arrived outside Lin'an City, and is now resting in a forest outside the city."
"When will we arrive?" Pan Ho asked slowly, calmly and with a calm voice.
"Half an hour ago,there were ten people in total." The man answered.
"Okay," Pan Hou patted the armrest of the chair and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Master Sun Xiang! Keep exploring!"
"Yes! I'm resigning!" Sun Xiangzhu clasped his fists, Su Rong replied, turned around and walked out of the hall, his feet silent and light.
"As expected, Zhao Wanghe is here after all!" An old man on the right said calmly, stroking his beard.
He has a square face and a slightly reddish complexion, which seems to have been caused by being naked under the scorching sun. He has a long beard under his chin and on his chest. His eyes seem to be open or closed. Between opening and closing, cold electricity flashes, which is quite charming. A bit like the martial sage Guan Gong.
"Mr. Song, since someone named Song has come to the door, he must be confident Could it be that he has hired some master?" Pan Hong slowly touched his chin, thoughtfully, his bright eyes flashing.
"There are only ten of them, they must be masters!" Elder Song opened his eyes slightly, and said to him calmly with a cold voice.
Seeing him look at him like this, even though Pan Hou had been with him for a long time and knew his temperament well, he still felt a little shudder in his heart and could hardly help turning his eyes away from him.
This elder Song is the number one master of the Changsha Gang. The last time he left the main altar, he had to be kept to suppress the gang. Otherwise, he would not have been forced into such an embarrassing situation.
But Elder Song also has a rather weird temper. He usually doesn¡¯t like to talk to others. He lives alone in a side courtyard at the back and rarely comes out of the side courtyard. He is rarely seen out of the side courtyard.
Elder Song deserves a lot of credit for the Changsha Gang to be able to stand firm. Pan Hou respects him very much and treats him with the courtesy of a teacher.
"Ten people" Pan Hou touched his chin and muttered to himself.
On the other side of Elder Song, two people were sitting. They were the two elders who went with him to Xuzhou. They were silent and just looked at Pan Hou.
"How about we just close the door and beat the dog?" Pan Hou looked at the two guardians, Elder Song and Cheng Zhang, with a questioning expression.
"You can give it a try." Elder Song opened his eyes and stroked his beard.Protector Cheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "We have Elder Song and Mr. Xiao here, we will definitely make them come back!"
Elder Song¡¯s slightly opened eyes flashed with cold lightning, he narrowed his eyes and slowly closed them.
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Elder Song raised his hand to stop what he was saying, stroking his beard and opening his eyes, shaking his head and saying, "This Zhao Wanghai is no ordinary person. Leader, don't underestimate the enemy."
"Yes, I understand, kid." Pan Hou replied respectfully.
He could tell that Elder Song was quite dissatisfied with him for bringing Brother Xiao back. Ultimately, it was because Elder Cheng and Zhang were full of praise for Brother Xiao.
Without the praise from the two elders, Elder Song would have ignored it at all due to his indifferent temperament. However, after the two elders praised him, Elder Song became somewhat hostile.
Pan Hou quite understands that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.
He took out the Emei thorn from his back, then took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped it carefully, and sharpened his gun before the battle. His unhappiness was gone. Wiping the cold Emei thorn, his heart became calmer and calmer.
Elder Song closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be in a state of silence. Elders Cheng and Zhang were also thoughtful, their eyes empty. Pan Hong carefully wiped the Emei thorns, as if caressing his lover's skin.
There is silence in the hall, you can hear the drop of a needle. Occasionally, there is the crackling sound of a cow candle, which is like a moth fluttering into the flame
"Report!" A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, quite abruptly.
Elder Song remained motionless, while Pan Hou and the others looked up. Sun Xiangzhu's thin figure swept in like a gust of wind, clasped his fists and said: "Let me report to the leader, the ten members of the Giant Whale Gang have already set off and are heading towards the city! "
"It's finally here!" Pan Hou put away the Emei thorn, sneered, stood up, left the tiger-skin chair, and paced back and forth on the steps.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Master Sun Xiang, there is no need to explore any further. Let the brothers in the gang enter the secret passage first. After receiving my signal, rush out and besiege!"
"Yes!" Sun Xiangzhu cupped his fists, turned around and left, neatly and neatly, coming and going like the wind, without any sloppiness.
"Elder Song, do you think this arrangement is appropriate?" Pan Hou waited for him to leave, turned to Elder Song with his eyes slightly closed, and asked respectfully.
Elder Song opened his eyes, glanced at him, and nodded lightly: "Well, he is a master. It is not appropriate for brothers in the gang to die in vain."
Pan roared and nodded with a smile.
"Gang Leader, it's time to ask Brother Xiao to come out." Protector Cheng said with his fists in hand.
"Haha, no rush, no rush." ??Pan Hoo waved his hand hurriedly and winked again.
Elder Song opened his eyes again, with a flash of cold lightning, he glanced at Protector Cheng, and then slowly closed his eyes, his face expressionless.
Protector Cheng didn¡¯t seem to notice Pan Hong¡¯s eyes and Elder Song¡¯s cold gaze, and smiled and said, ¡°No wonder Mr. Xiao is so young and so skilled in martial arts. I admire his hard work in practicing!¡±
"Haha, this brother of mine, when you practice kung fu, you don't risk your life at all!" Pan Hou heard this and couldn't help but nodded, smiling with admiration on his face.
Protector Zhang is the tall old man with a dull expression and usually taciturn, but his swordsmanship is as sharp as an arrow and extremely agile. He nodded and said: "Mr. Xiao is indeed extraordinary."
Elder Song's face was as dark as water, he opened his eyes, stroked his long beard, and said lightly: "I would like to see this Mr. Xiao."
"Alas!" Pan Ho sighed and shook his head: "Brother Xiao, he is also very strange! I wanted to bring him to see the prosperity of Lin'an City, but I didn't expect that as soon as he came over, he would He went into the house to practice and ignored me at all!"
"This is what I admire!" Protector Cheng clapped his hands in admiration and shook his head: "It is really rare for someone at such an age to be able to withstand the temptation of the colorful world!"
"It's indeed rare!" Protector Zhang nodded.
"Haha" Hearing their compliments, Pan Hou couldn't help but grin, feeling proud. When he saw Elder Song's face, he quickly suppressed his smile and coughed lightly: "But Brother Xiao is young after all. , we still have to rely on Elder Song to take charge!"
Protector Zhang shook his head. Although he was taciturn, he was straightforward and never told falsehoods. He said slowly: "They must have figured out our details and came prepared. Mr. Xiao, this amazing soldier, is crucial!"
"What Brother Zhang said is absolutely true!" Protector Cheng nodded hurriedly and glanced at Elder Song imperceptibly.
Pan Hou sighed secretly, forced a smile, and looked at Elder Song: "Yes, Brother Xiao can indeed be a rare soldier."
Cheng and Zhang, the two guardiansIn his mind, he also understood that since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. People who practice martial arts are all eager to win. The two guardians are also elders of the gang. They have never looked at each other with Elder Song, but Song The elder was very skilled in martial arts, and the two protectors did not dare to challenge him, so they could only plot their plans secretly. He, the leader of the gang, was not as glamorous as he appeared to be.
"Haha, has the Changsha Gang been disbanded, or are all the people dead?" A burst of hearty laughter suddenly sounded, and then the curtain of the hall swung, and a black shadow came in, and two more people followed, standing in front of behind the person.
This man was wearing a loose blue robe, tall and thin. He held a white jade folding fan in his hand, fanning it gently, as if he were a scholar.
He is quite handsome. He is about forty years old. His face is like a crown jade, and his eyes are like bright stars. When he was young, he must have fascinated countless women.
Pan Hou secretly screamed: "It's coming so fast!"
Although he was too anxious to tell Brother Xiao, he had a calm expression on his face, sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Wanghe!"
Zhao Wanghe folded his folding fan, clapped his palms lightly, and said with an elegant smile: "Haha, Gang Leader Pan, are you okay?"
The two men behind him stood upright. They were burly, tall and strong. They looked to be in their thirties or forties. Their faces were full of flesh, and they had the look of an angry King Kong.
"I didn't expect you, surnamed Zhao, to be so bold and dare to come to my door again!" Pan Ho snorted coldly, touched his chest, it seemed to be in pain, and glanced behind him: "There is a road to heaven, if you don't take it, hell will You have no choice but to go your own way! Why did you bring these two people to embarrass yourself?!"
Zhao Wanghe swung his folding fan, fanned himself, shook his head and said with a hearty smile: "Haha Why bother working with too many people to take your life?!"
"Okay, let's see if you have what it takes!" Pan Hou sneered, stood up, slowly pulled out the Emei thorns on his back, and stepped steadily down the steps towards Zhao Wanghe.
"If you're not talented, you should learn Gang Leader Pan's clever tricks!" Zhao Wanghe stretched out his folding fan to block the two strong men who were about to move, and said with a smile.
"Gang leader, there is no way to kill a chicken with a knife, let me weigh it first!" Protector Cheng's thin figure jumped up from the chair, jumped in front of Pan Hou, cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.
"Hmm that's fine!" Pan Hou hesitated for a moment, looked at Protector Cheng, and nodded reluctantly.
Zhao Wanghe couldn't help but shake his head, with a smile on his crown-like face.
The two had fought before, and Pan Hou was no match for him at all. He was obviously afraid of him, but his behavior was really disgusting. There were no other gang members present, so he didn't bother to point it out.
"Gang leader, let me do it!" A strong man behind him stood up and said with clasped fists.
Zhao Wanghe turned his eyes on his face and nodded: "Well, you don't have to hold back!"
"Yes!" The strong man responded solemnly, turned around and walked towards Protector Cheng, his steps were steady, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his brilliance was compelling.
Protector Cheng felt awe-inspiring in his heart. His thin body straightened up like a mighty pine standing proudly. He slowly pulled out his long sword and held it across his chest. His eyes were like blades and he stared at the strong man opposite.
The strong man took one step at a time, making prints step by step. Under the hall, on the water-polished blue bricks, the footprints became deeper and deeper. The long sword at his waist was slowly unsheathed. He stood still, with the long sword across his chest, and said in a deep voice. shouted: "Please¡ª¡ª!"
"It was like a big copper bell ringing, causing the fire to sway. After he finished speaking, he stabbed out with his sword, making a hissing sound, as fast as lightning.
Protector Cheng felt that in the blink of an eye, the cold star was already very close to him. He quickly blocked it with his sword, making a sudden sound, and couldn't help but take a step back.
With a sneer, Han Xing flashed again, and Protector Cheng could only block it with his sword. The clanking sound became louder. His thin figure swayed, but he did not retreat.
"Take my sword!" He glared with anger, his beard and eyebrows were widened, the sword was like a silver-white sword, and he slashed straight through. He didn't even dodge the long sword that stabbed in front of him, as if he wanted to die together.
"Protector Cheng!" Pan shouted urgently, about to step forward.
Elder Song¡¯s eyes suddenly opened, cold lightning flashed, and his body swayed, like an angry arrow leaving the string, shooting directly at the two of them.
With a "pop" sound, the two figures separated, but it was Zhao Wanghe who jumped out in front of him and blocked his palm with a white jade fracture fan.
The sound of gold and iron clashing came from over there, swords were going back and forth, and they were fighting. Both of them were unharmed. The strong man stabbed him in the chest with a sword, which might only cause Protector Cheng to be seriously injured, but after suffering like this With one move, he will split into two pieces.
Elder Song¡¯s expression was gloomy, his slightly red face was as dark as water, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he stared at Zhao Wanghe coldly, with faint murderous intent.
Zhao Wanghe gently shook his folding fan and looked at him with a smile.
The strong man behind himHe took a step forward and stood in front of Zhao Wanghe, glaring at Elder Song angrily, like an evil tiger about to arouse and hurt others, with an astonishing ferocity.
"Okay! Okay!" Elder Song sneered, stroking his long beard, and the long sword was unsheathed with a "choking" sound. Take out the long sword.
He moved slowly, stepped forward, twisted his body slightly, and brought the tip of the sword to Zhao Wanghe's eyebrows with a swipe, like a white crane stretching its claws, seemingly slow but fast.
With a "pop" sound, Zhao Wanghe blocked the tip of the sword with his folding fan and stepped back, blocked by the strong man in front of him. He was secretly awe-inspiring. He didn't expect that this red-faced old guy was so difficult to deal with. He must be the top master of the Changsha Gang. Song Yueshan is up!
"Gang leader!" "Gang leader!"
The curtain of the hall swayed, the candlelight flickered, and several figures came in. Eight people in total fell behind Zhao Wanghe, and they all clasped their fists in greeting.
"How is it?" Zhao Wanghe turned around and asked with a smile.
"There is no ambush!" One of the old men answered with his fists clasped.
"Okay!" Zhao Wanghe folded the folding fan, patted his palms, and smiled heartily: "Haha, let's go shoulder to shoulder, clean them up, go back overnight, and have a good sleep!"
"Yes!" The eight people clasped their fists together, drew out the weapons from their waists, and turned to join the battle group. Three of them pounced on Pan Hou, two went to deal with Elder Song, and the remaining three pounced on Protector Zhang.
Before these people arrived, Elder Song's eyes widened and he shouted angrily. It was like a thunder exploded in the air. Caught off guard, everyone's ears roared and their eyes swayed.
The light of his sword was like lightning, and the two swords swung at an extremely fast speed. The strong man was just stunned for a moment before he was hit by the sword, and the long sword fell to the ground with a choke.
"Zhao Lei!" Zhao Wanghe shouted urgently, and the other two people rushed forward and blocked Elder Song's sword.
The strong man retreated violently, covering his wrists with blood dripping from his body. Zhao Wanghe jumped in front of him, and with quick fingers, he hit several points on his left shoulder. The blood surged like a spring, and slowly stopped. Then he took out Jin Chuangling medicine, sprinkle the medicine powder on it.
After taking the medicine, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the venue, with a smile on his face, flicked open the folding fan, and fanned himself, with a calm expression.
Pan Hou and the four others were all entangled. In his opinion, they were just resisting but were at the end of their strength and were about to be executed.
"Brother Xiao¡ª¡ª!" Pan yelled in a long voice suddenly,
He made the Emei thorns airtight and resisted with all his strength. Feeling that the situation was not good, he hurriedly called for help.
Zhao Wanghe frowned and stopped shaking the fan, his expression wary.
After a few breaths, a green shadow flashed in the hall, and a figure appeared, followed by a sharp roar, like several pieces of silk clothing being torn apart at the same time.
Several sharp whistles sounded one after another, mixed with the clanging sound of gold and iron.
Xiao Yuesheng appeared next to Pan Hou. Except for Pan Hou and the other four, the swords of everyone in the hall were shot down and fell to the ground. Their faces were blank, as if they were confused about what happened, and then they jumped out of the circle and reacted very quickly.
" Xiao Yuesheng's expression was solemn, the purple energy on his face disappeared in a flash, and a purple lightning burst out from his eyes, slowly passing over everyone's face. Everyone felt their hearts tightening, as if they were falling into a cold cellar.
He nodded to Pan Hou, turned to look at Zhao Wanghe, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you Zhao Wanghe, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang?"
Zhao Wanghe felt awe-struck, knowing that he had encountered a tough opponent. According to his own intelligence, it seemed that there was no such person in the Changsha Gang.
He shook the folding fan again, but his face was as if nothing had happened, and he nodded with a smile: "You are not talented. May I ask my brother what your name is?"
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Take my palm!"
As soon as the voice fell, he took a step forward and appeared in front of Zhao Wanghe. He pressed it out with a light palm, which seemed slow and fast, but extremely fast.
Zhao Wanghe's smile faded, and before he could speak, he quickly shot out his left palm, blocked it in front of his chest, and struck Xiao Yuesheng's right palm.
The two palms intersected, and there was a "bang" sound, like a defeat, with a dull sound.
Zhao Wanghe remained motionless, with a smile on his face.
Xiao Yuesheng took a step back and stepped in front of Pan Hou, his expression solemn and silent.
"Brother Xiao" Pan Hou breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "The magic power of a snap of the fingers is indeed amazing. This time, it's thanks to you that you took action in time!"
"It's easy." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said, "It's over now. Brother Pan can just clean up."
After saying that, he nodded to Elder Song and the others as a greeting. He appeared at the entrance of the hall in a flash, and disappeared as the door curtain shook. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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