The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1407: I’m Lord Bai
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"What do you mean?" Zheng Hong was taken aback. This is going to be a gang fight. Is there a good life?
Zheng Hong shivered suddenly: "You mean, we will be killed by them?"
Zheng Hong feels that only this explanation can interpret Bai Ze's claim that his hard life is over.
"Since the beggars are all diced, they are obviously organized. During the day, I beat them to show their strength. Therefore, the organization behind them will inevitably come forward. Otherwise, it will be difficult to convince the crowd and manage. Since the beggars have Organize, there will be a boss. As long as we control their boss, isn't it delicious and spicy?" Wang Meng said excitedly.
"Really! Fuck! I want to drink spicy food." Zheng Hong was excited, his dirty face flushed.
"They came so many people, obviously their skills are not very good, otherwise one or two masters will be enough. As long as we clean up this batch of beggars, the masters will come. However, the decent masters will rule the beggars. Is it? Therefore, their martial arts masters should not be very high. Moreover, the number of them is not large." Wang Meng said.
At this time, a group of beggars approached with sticks in hand.
Huang Dali is still sleeping soundly.
"Don't care about him, let's talk about it after doing it." Whoosh, Zheng Hong rushed out with his bare hands.
It's not that he didn't want to use weapons, but that they buried them all outside the city.
If you swagger across the market with a weapon, you will be noticed.
Ping-pong-pong, Zheng Hong punched and kicked when he went up, stormy. Over a dozen fell in an instant.
The alley is not wide, no matter how many beggars, they can't rush together because there are people blocking them.
Wang Meng didn't make a move either, and watched the enemy from behind.
There are many beggars, there are as many as 70 or 80.
It's just that they are all ordinary people, so where is the opponent of the warrior Zheng Hong.
In less than a moment, Zheng Hong was knocked down by half, and the beggars behind were all scared away.
"Go! Dare to harass the young man again, die!" Zheng Hong furiously kicked a wailing beggar under his feet, and shouted.
These beggars who had been beaten down, numbly got up and ran.
"There is an urge to kill." Zheng Hong said when he walked back.
"Will there be fewer chances of killing in the future?" Wang Meng said lightly, and suddenly he looked at the sky and said: "Let's take a break! There will be another battle before dawn."
"Huh? You mean, they will come back today?" Zheng Hong was surprised.
He thinks that even if those beggars want to avenge, how come it must be dawn tomorrow?
"Come on tonight, they are afraid that we will run away." Wang Meng said.
Sure enough, the darkness came before dawn, and three people came to the alley.
These three people exude the aura of ancient martial arts, but they are not strong.
Three people dressed neatly, a tall old man, a burly middle-aged man, and a thin and tall young man.
Wang Meng and Zheng Hong stood up.
It's just that Wang Meng stared at the old man intently, his eyes brightened.
"Did you hurt our disciple of the Beggars?" The young man, with fine-looking eyes and full of bookishness, looked at Wang Meng and Zheng Hong with a pair of narrow eyes.
"So what? Are you here to take revenge?" Zheng Hong said, about to meet him.
"Slow!" Wang Meng suddenly grabbed Zheng Hong.
Zheng Hong looked at Wang Meng unclearly.
Wang Meng carried his little hands on his back, his face was shining brightly, and his little white teeth were basically the same neat as Wang Meng's deity. He took small steps in all directions, shook three times, and walked in front of the three of them.
Wang Meng stared wide-eyed, looking at the old man with gray-headed hair and old wrinkles on his face.
The old man stared at Wang Meng in wonder, wondering what the kid was going to do?
"Are you sick?" The old man was finally caught by Wang Meng's three eyes, the left three eyes, and the right three eyes.
"Hahaha!" Wang Meng burst into laughter suddenly, but before he laughed twice, Wang Meng burst into tears at the old man.
Boom!
The old man suddenly flew up and kicked Wang fiercely.
"This is the lunatic, right?" the old man asked the middle-aged man next to him.
"No, the lunatic is sleeping." The middle-aged man pointed to Huang Dali who was still sleeping and said.
Zheng Hong flashed himself to catch Wang Meng, furious, and the ghost Wang Meng didn't know what the wind was, so he looked at him? Wouldn't it be over if you just started it? Are you kicked?
"Kill!" Zheng Hong put down Wang Meng and rushed out.
The young man didn't move, but the middle-aged man flashed to meet Zheng Hong.
Fighting together, the two are evenly matched.
"Grass!" Wang Meng finally took a breath, stood up, and roared: "It's him, stop, otherwise, I will take your skin off."
No one answered Wang Meng.
Zheng Hong was already anxious and took Wang Meng's words as wind in his ears.
He felt that Bai Ze at this time seemed to be out of normal spirit.
Middle-aged people will not listen to Wang Meng's command because they are unfamiliar!
"Master Bai? I. Fuck. Your ancestor, don't you tell your people to stop?" Wang Meng said angrily when he saw that he was not working well.
"Stop!" The old man suddenly yelled, and plunged into the battlefield in an instant, slapped Zheng Hong and the middle-aged man into the air.
After that, Lord Hammer stared at the child who came by, his heart beating wildly.
"You are!" Only three people know the title of Master Bai. He himself, Wang Meng, and wind chimes. As for those people on the fringe island, they can't come to the ancient martial world.
This kid is a kid, is it him?
"Grass! I'm your Lord Bai! Me and Bai Nai are here too." Wang Meng scolded.
"Hahahaha! It's really you!" Master Hammer was overjoyed, and opened his arms to hug Wang Meng.
Boom!
Wang Meng jumped up and kicked the hammer flying.
The two Guwu were taken aback.
Master Hammer climbed up with a smile: "Grass! You and him are still unwilling to lose, is this time? A draw!"
It's a great blessing to meet old friends in another country, let alone the ancient martial arts world? It's so rare.
Master Wang Meng's hammer picked up Wang Meng, tears bursting into tears.
Wang Meng also cried.
"Lao Bai? Why are you so miserable?" Wang Meng asked after crying enough.
"Xiaobai? The old man didn't expect you to be so miserable? You robbed me for a job? Hahaha..." Master Hammer laughed.
Neither of them dared to name them, but they knew it well.
"Do you know?"
At this time, Zheng Hong and the middle-aged man came over and asked almost in unison.
"My grandson!"
"My uncle!"
Master Hammer Wang Meng said, all the same, he was blinded by Zheng Hong, the middle-aged man and the young white-faced young man.
"Your uncle, screaming grandpa, can you die?" Hammer scolded with a smile.
Wang Meng was very happy.
"My grandson loves to make jokes." Master Hammer explained to the two men.
Master Hammer then introduced the two men he had brought to Wang Meng. He pointed to the middle-aged man and said to Wang Meng: "This is the housekeeper of the beggar gang, Ah Si."
Master Hammer pointed to the little white-faced young man again and said: "He is Chen Hongzhi, the master of the beggar gang."
"Hello young master!" The middle-aged man and Xiao Bailian hurriedly stepped forward to bow.
Wang Meng is dumbfounded, Lord Hammer’s beggars are so awesome? Completely furnished!