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Chapter 269 Probing (2\2)

In the city of Xidingzhou, Wang Anfeng walked slowly.

When he came out this time, he didn't hide his true appearance, and he didn't even intend to hide his relationship with the Giant Whale Gang. It's not a good thing to walk in the rivers and lakes and rely on the power of the sect to be domineering, but the existence of the gang can indeed Save a lot of trouble.

It's a pity that the place where Mengyuexue's trace appeared was the city of West Dingzhou.

If it is in Beiwu Prefecture, it can rely on the power of Gongsun Jing's giant whale gang, instead of being checked and balanced as it is now.

While thinking, Wang Anfeng has already turned a street.

A few hundred meters further on, you will find your own yard.

Noisy sound entered the ears.

In front of the originally quite quiet courtyard, surrounded by a dozen or so young people aged eighteen or nineteen, each with a vicious voice, holding a simple sheathed knife, kept knocking on the gate of Wang Anfeng's courtyard, shouting and cursing, all of them were filthy. Words are unbearable.

The people around were pointing and pointing, and they seemed a little annoyed, but because they were afraid of the weapons in the hands of these young people, they didn't dare to move forward, so they could only let them do whatever they wanted.

Wang Anfeng paused slightly, looking at the young man in the distance with some curiosity.

douchebag?

Coincidence, or temptation?
Hmm... There is a lot of loss in the breath, it seems that it is not even the ninth rank?
A pair of black pupils quietly looked at those green-skinned gangsters, after thinking for a while, he turned and left instead of stepping forward.

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Xie Fei gulped down the stale wine in the wine bag, and shouted loudly:

"Hit it hard, hit it hard!"

"I can't fucking see if he can get out... This job is done, everyone will get paid!"

The gangsters around shouted loudly, hitting the ground more and more vigorously with their hands.

Near the window of a restaurant not far away, sat a figure in black and a bamboo hat, looking at the people below with a pair of cold star-like eyes, and sitting opposite was a middle-aged man in gray clothes with a gentle face People, also looking down, said:

"What do you think these bastards can test out?"

"With the martial arts of some people, like rotten cucumbers and stinky vegetables, anyone around the old man can be killed within thirty rounds."

The man in black turned to look at him and said indifferently:

"a lot of."

The man in gray raised his eyebrows and said:

"Oh?"

"Then ask Brother Zhao for advice."

The man in black looked through the gauze hanging down from the bamboo hat, looked down, and said indifferently:

"The angle of the shot, the style you are good at, and the heart of the warrior."

"The outcome of the fight."

"The life and death of fighting."

There was a faint murderous intent in the voice.

The murderous intent is getting stronger.

The gray-clothed man on the opposite side felt a chill in his heart when he heard the words. He felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have turned into a long knife that was about to be unsheathed. It was so sharp that it made people dare not look at it directly, and made their scalp numb. Retired, sighed and said:

"sharp……"

"I can't see it."

The martial artist surnamed Zhao picked up the wine glass, drank a cup, and said lightly:
"So you are not a warrior."

At this moment, his expression was slightly trembling, and he suddenly said:

"coming."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was slightly stunned, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Wang Anfeng's figure appearing on the street, and was about to praise him, but saw that the young man didn't step forward, let alone make a move, but just waved to the back Then, there were seven or eight arresters dressed in red clothes, with swords in their waists and hips, with grim smiles, like hungry tigers pouncing on their food, and rushed towards those gangsters.

The middle-aged man froze with a smile on his face, and when he heard the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, his eyes widened slightly, and his heart was full of bewilderment.

This... what's the situation?
It's different from what I just said...

The man subconsciously turned his head to look at the unfathomable black-clothed warrior, but found that the latter's eyes seemed to be a little straight, obviously the scene in front of him was not what he expected at all.

on the street.

Holding a bag of snowflake fruit in one hand, Wang Anfeng casually tossed one into his mouth, chewing contentedly, his eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

This snowflake fruit is a kind of snack in the north of Daqin. It takes the big and round hawthorn red fruit and pours the boiled sugar juice. It tastes sweet and slightly sour. It often appears in the streets and alleys in autumn and winter. It produces body fluids and quenches thirst. It is very popular. kids love it.

The gangsters who were presumptuous just now had already been subdued by the policemen Wang Anfeng recruited on the way. Only the leader of the gangsters at the front was quite skilled and alert. Throw it and run away.

It seemed that he had used all his strength to catch up with the police behind him for a while, and the distance was gradually widening. Wang Anfeng tilted his head slightly, and spit out a hawthorn seed. Slightly bent, a burst of energy suddenly popped out.

West Dingzhou City is no better than Fufeng City, the arresters on this street are just ordinary warriors, they failed to enter the rank, Xie Fei was about to escape there, but suddenly his right leg bent and his knee hurt, and half of his body died immediately. Lost consciousness, ah ah, fell hard to the ground.

This happened suddenly, he was caught off guard, and fell straight to the ground. He couldn't recover for a long time, and he was about to crawl forward, but he was rushed by a fat man behind him, shouted angrily, and bounced off the ground.

The next moment, at least two hundred catties of fat fell heavily on his waist.

The fat on the policeman's body trembled, as if he had said a sigh of relief, while Xie Fei seemed to hear the crisp sound of his waist cracking at this moment, his complexion couldn't help turning pale, and he opened his mouth, showing a look of despair ,road:
"Mother Xipi..."

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Above the restaurant, the martial artist surnamed Zhao looked at the scene below, his face hidden behind the bamboo hat turned pale, he suddenly snorted, stood up, and strode outside.

The man in gray opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound to stop him.

Wang Anfeng watched the policemen escort those troublemakers away, snapped a finger and threw a snowflake fruit into his mouth. While chewing, he looked at the smashed-up door and said:
"Forget it, let's find a carpenter..."

Shaking his head, he turned and walked in another direction.

People came and went on the road, a man dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat mixed in the crowd, walking in the direction of Wang Anfeng, just as he passed him, he seemed to have no intention of bumping into the boy .

This time the speed was extremely fast and abrupt, the shoulders were more like bladeless blades, with straight and sharp sharpness, they slammed into Wang Anfeng's body steadily, knocking the young man to the ground, almost wrapping the oil paper in his hand Throw it out, and take two steps back before barely holding on.

Unprepared, the best way to show a person's martial arts.

The man in black's eyes flickered slightly, and he drew conclusions in his heart.

Not good at external skills...

The base is unstable, and it seems that light work is normal.

At the same time, in a position that Wang Anfeng couldn't see, in order to maintain balance, Wang Anfeng's right hand that fell on his waist suddenly pulled out a series of phantoms. Jade bottle.

The three invisible medicinal powders oscillated and fused, then turned the wrist, flexed the index finger lightly, and ejected a burst of energy. The three different medicinal powders were fused very skillfully, wrapped in the medicinal powder, and landed on the hem of the black-clothed man.

It is colorless and odorless, leaving no trace.

The staggering of the two passed in a flash, and in the eyes of passers-by, it was two pedestrians accidentally bumping into each other. This kind of thing is very common, and it is really not worth paying more attention to.

The man in black didn't apologize, and hurried forward.

Wang Anfeng stopped, looked sideways at the direction he was going away, his eyes were as quiet as a deep lake, reflecting the figure of the man.

The temperament is deep and deep, as if left alone in the world.

With a flick of a finger, he put the last snowflake red fruit into his mouth, bit his teeth, and turned around casually.

According to what Mr. Ying said, is this a straight hook without bait?

Only the willing come.

Teeth gnaw the fruit.

The boy's body froze, and his expression suddenly twisted.

Only then did the deep lake-like temperament disappear completely in the blink of an eye, Wang Anfeng swallowed the fruit with great perseverance, opened his mouth just now, and said with a bitter face:

"Wow, it's so sour..."

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