Ancient Wu killer mixed city

"Hey, brat! Can you tell us how Xue Chong died?" Among the 24 chairs, an old man who had never stood up bent his body and bared his teeth. It's long, and it's uncomfortable to watch. "I heard that it was Lu Liu who drugged him, right?" He looked at Lu Liuye's blindfold with a bit of gloating, and asked again.

"Fuck, don't you fucking talk nonsense!" There are still a few disciples behind Shang Kun, and they took the first step to stand up for the master.

"Damn!" Long Fang's eyes froze, "What are you, you dare to talk to this old man like that, do you know who I am, your master didn't teach you what rules are, right?!"

"Hey! I know you are a senior so I don't care about you. Today is the Golden Cauldron Meeting. It is a grand event in the martial arts world, not a vegetable market. You have to find something to talk about, or I will kill you for the sake of your elders." Damn you! Why are you so arrogant?!" Shang Kun was really anxious, and showed the underworld style again.

"Hey, gangsters, the eight generals of the Yellow Clan! It's so scary, Lao Lu, Lao Lu, your apprentice really looks like you, not bad, not bad." The eyelids still did not lift up, still caressing the sandalwood box, the mind was as calm as water, without any waves.

"Great Long Fang, I'll fuck your mother!" Shang Kun went off as if he'd taken gunpowder, and yelled loudly regardless of the occasion.

"Who do you call Big Changya!?" As the saying goes, it is most annoying not to speak short words in front of annoyed people, let alone in front of so many disciples and grandchildren, this nickname makes Changya feel so embarrassed, He was also angry, and suddenly stood up, and the situation began to show signs of changing from a cold war to a hot war.

"I'll call you Big Changya, let everyone see, are you Big Changya!?" Shang Kun was furious, his blood boiling, and he pointed at Changya's nose and scolded, "Don't you look down on the underworld? Can you walk out of this door!" Did you hear that, a naked threat.

"Hey, Shangkun, what are you talking about!" The people present were all martial arts figures, and quite a few of these people were closely related to the underworld. , Shang Kun's sentence is really unwise. You can scare the dutiful citizens with a knife, but can you scare these people?There are countless famous masters sitting here, that's real kung fu, not the "one-footed cat" show like the CCTV martial arts conference, if those pointless s13s were here, they wouldn't even be able to enter the gate. [

When Shang Kun heard it, he also felt that his words were a bit too much. He was not a jerk, but was dazzled by anger just now. Lu Tianshu's notoriety was not good to him. In his heart, Shang Kun had long regarded this old man as an old man. He treats him like his own father, but it's really deceptive for this long tooth to provoke again and again in front of everyone.

"Hey, in this world, the underworld is going to interfere in the affairs of the martial arts circle. We should also disperse, so as not to be hacked to death."

The one who spoke was Su Sanpao who was sitting near Uncle Feng. The big black backpack was still under his feet. He had no chair to sit on. Under the same sun visor, two eyes are faintly visible. He has always been chivalrous, unkempt, and he hates bullying by the underworld.

"You are?" Shang Kun has never met Su Sanpao, so how could he know that this person is the legendary Drunk Man.

"I'm just a common man, not worth mentioning." Su Sanbao crouched and cupped his fists, sitting or not, and didn't look at anyone.

Seeing that he was quite polite, Shang Kun felt disgusted, frowned and took a deep look.

"Why, you want to eat me?" It can be seen from the thing that the drunk man tossed at the door, this person is by no means a good man and a believer, and he was also an elf who caused trouble when he was young. Overcoming the dissatisfaction of the other party, it is obvious that they want to stir up trouble.

"Grass!" Shang Kun let out a low growl and said nothing more, he knew that going on like this would be the most detrimental to his master and apprentice.

"Hehe, what's the matter, deflated?" Seeing his weakness, Chang Ya hurriedly ran away, he knew best when you were sick and killed you.

"Long teeth! Don't bully people too much!" Su Sanpao was speaking out of righteousness, and it was not on Shang Kun's side, it was inconvenient for him to explode.But Long Fang is different, he insulted Shang Kun's master, even the martial arts seniors can't forgive him.

"Too much deceit, you masters and apprentices don't do enough, what can you do with me?" Chang Ya also imitated Su Sanpao's tone and said.

"Grass mud horse" Shang Kun gritted his teeth, and the hall was on fire again. He pointed to the gossip stage with red eyes, "Big long teeth! Don't you look down on the underworld? Let's compete for real skills, do you dare to go on stage?!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it, let me tell you, I've decided on the golden tripod of Xingyimen!" Chang Ya didn't show any weakness, he took off his coat and was about to go on stage.

At this moment, with a crisp sound of "啪——", a teacup fell to pieces, and Cao Guozheng, who had been silent on the right side of Li Zijian, became angry.Looking at him again, the two thick black eyebrows are domineering, very similar to the old and vigorous white-browed eagle king in Su Youpeng's version of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", except that his beard needs to be reversed, and the black eyebrows and white sideburns are very majestic. .

"Is it enough?" A short but powerful sentence ended the farce.His majestic eyes scanned the audience, there was the sound of crows and sparrows in the hall, Chang Fang sat down again, Shang Kun also bowed his head and remained silent, even the unrestrained Su Sanpao straightened his sitting posture, an old man over seventy years old successfully suppressed It swept the audience, such a strong momentum. [

Lu Yu stood aside, and met Shang Kun who was in an embarrassing comparison.

Shang Kun was taken aback, pointed to the chair in front of him, and motioned for Lu Yu to go over.Lu Yu shook his head lightly, "wait a minute, it's too embarrassing at this time."He squinted his eyes to look at the Japanese, and the Japanese also looked at Lu Yu. He looked Lu Yu up and down, and nodded slightly, as if greeting Lu Yu.Lu Yu also nodded politely. What he didn't know was that this man was Yagyu Zuomadan, and what he didn't know was that he came here for the lost famous sword.

For ten seconds, there was no sound on the second floor of the underground boxing arena. Everyone was overwhelmed by Mr. Cao's gaze. Cai Lingyun and Li Zijian didn't speak. The originally lively venue became lifeless.

"Da da da--"

In the corridor, the short and regular sound of metal impacts broke the silence, and the sound became clearer and clearer from far to near.Because it is underground, this kind of place is very close to the sound, and the silence in the hall is particularly harsh.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the gate of the boxing ring was opened. A lame man with a cane and a beige wide-brimmed jazz hat came slowly surrounded by everyone.