Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 138 Conflict (please subscribe, ask for a ticket)

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

In the afternoon, the sun is setting and the breeze is blowing.

Wei Tao stopped on a hill, staring at the faintly visible city at the end of his line of sight.

Then his eyes moved back slowly, looking at the towering Qinglin Mountain farther away, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Behind him, no matter whether it was the bodyguards of the commercial firm or the disciples of Qingshan, they all cheered in unison.

The destination is in sight, and the life of wind, food and sleep is about to end.

Their next steps became much lighter.

It's getting dark.

Night is coming.

There are still nearly [-] miles away from Fucheng, so the convoy plans to stay in the villages and towns on the outskirts of Fucheng for one night, and then enter after the city gate opens tomorrow.

After arriving here, Luo Cheng is quite familiar with it.

Soon he chose the town where he used to live, and accelerated his journey.

When it was less than five miles away from the town, the convoy was blocked by a group of chaotic people in front of it, and had to stop far away.

In the middle of the official road, two groups of people confronted each other with swords drawn.

There are many people on one side, and they obviously have the upper hand in terms of scene and momentum.

On the other side, there were only a few people, standing still on a carriage leaning on the side of the road.

The coachman guarding the carriage seemed to keep saying good things, but judging from the situation, the effect was not obvious, and it couldn't dispel the anger of Young Master Jinyi at all.

"The side with more people is the members of the Sancai Sect." Luo Cheng observed for a moment and said.

"What about the other side?" Nan Ling asked.

"I can't tell, but it doesn't look like a wealthy family in the prefecture, otherwise the Sancai family would never dare to be so presumptuous."

Nan Ling was silent for a moment, "Don't worry about them, let's go."

"Third Miss, don't be careless."

"Oh? We're just passing by..." Nan Ling half-spoken, and suddenly understood.

There used to be conflicts between Nanming Escort and Sancaimen.

At the beginning, it even got to the point where swordsmen and soldiers met each other, and each of them pulled out their troops to compete.

Although after all parties negotiated and negotiated, after all, there was no big fight.

But if you think about it a little bit, you know, after that incident, how could it be possible for the two sides to turn their fighting into friendship and return to the time when nothing happened?
Luo Cheng glanced back, "Don't be impulsive later, our main task today is to return to the city to deliver the goods, not to conflict with the Sancai Sect."

"Don't worry, escort, we know."

Despite this answer, the caravan's bodyguards and travellers became visibly nervous.

One by one, they put their hands on the handles of the knives, ready their hidden weapons, and their bodies were tense, ready to strike violently at any time.

As the distance approached, the people of Sancaimen also noticed the caravan approaching.

They also became nervous, drew their knives in their hands one after another, and looked at them with vigilant and murderous eyes.

At this moment, the carriage with the broken axle turned into a corner that no one paid attention to.

"Sir, just now I heard a few members of the bodyguard bureau talk. Those people in front are disciples of the Sancai sect. They had conflicts with the Nanming bodyguard bureau before."

Shang Bian approached and whispered.

"Three talents..."

Wei Tao frowned slightly, recalling the chats he had with Luo Biaotou in the past few days.

This is a gang in Qizhou Fucheng, mainly active in an area in the north of the city.

Although the overall strength of the gang is not considered strong, it can only be regarded as a second-rate force in Qizhou Fucheng, but its leader has another layer of identity, which makes other big gangs unwilling to provoke them at will.

"One thing more is worse than one thing less. If you can avoid extra problems, don't make extra problems."

Wei Tao's attitude is very clear, the most important thing for him now is to enter the capital and settle down.

Then seek follow-up development and pursue a higher level of martial arts practice.

During this period, as long as others don't come to provoke him, he will only cause more trouble for himself if he is full.

As for the conflict between Nanming Escort and Sancaimen, it has nothing to do with him as an outsider.

They better not fight, if they do fight...

Wei Tao frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little difficult.

At this moment, Shang Bian asked, "Sir, it seems that there may be a fight, and how should we deal with ourselves then?"

"Everyone stop and wait and see what happens."

Wei Tao quickly made a decision, "It's really a fight, let me persuade you first, if you can't persuade, then there's nothing you can do."

"My subordinate understands."

Shang Bian nodded, and was unwilling to get involved in the dispute between the Escort Bureau and the gang at this time.

Wei Tao said again, "Prepare some medicine for golden sores, which can save lives and heal the wounded in a while, and do good deeds to accumulate virtue."

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere has become more and more solemn.

Under the sunlight, a long knife gleamed with a cold light.

Added a bit of chill to this winter day.

Wei Tao watched the distance between the two sides getting closer and closer, but his mind had already drifted to the distance.

He learned from Luo Cheng that the warrior who founded the Sancai Sect was named Mu Fang.

His level of strength is not top-notch in Fucheng, but this person is related to a certain inner sect deacon in Yuanyi.

Therefore, the major forces in Fucheng generally give face and allow them to develop on the edge of the southern city.

If there is no shadow of that deacon, I am afraid that only Nanming Trading Company can directly kill Sancaimen with money.

Wei Tao was thinking in a daze, the escort team had already approached the Sancai Sect.

Both sides were on high alert and the atmosphere was tense.

But no one made a move, each occupying half of the official road, slowly staggering past.

The leaders on the opposite side of Luo Cheng looked at each other, and their hearts sank slightly.

This person is nicknamed Vulture, and he is a guest minister invited by the Sancai family.

In addition to his own eagle claw skills, he is also good at using a set of strange weapons, the judge pen, even if it is placed in the entire city, he is no longer an ordinary person.

If you go head-to-head with the Vulture...

Luo Cheng withdrew his gaze and let out a soft breath.

Even if he could win, he would have to pay a huge price.

Therefore, it is the most correct choice for everyone to go to one side if the road is facing the sky.

Vulture stared at Luo Cheng, saw that he didn't intend to stay, and felt a little relaxed.

If the people who came were unknown and small forces, then it would be no problem to clean them up together.

However, in this kind of place, there is absolutely no need to fight with the people from the Nanming Security Bureau.

In case of being unable to complete the tasks assigned by the above because of this, it will be even more worthless.

"Sister Ling, I'm Xiaodiao, I'm Xiaodiao!"

"They want to rob us, and they are going to kill us!"

At this moment, a crying woman's voice suddenly sounded.

The curtain of the carriage on the side of the road was lifted, revealing a pear-blossoming face, waving desperately at the caravan.

Nan Ling stopped and turned to look at the carriage.

"You didn't stay at home, how did you run here!?"

At first glance, her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Uncle Luo..." Nan Ling bit her lower lip and called softly.

Luo Cheng frowned, his expression became serious in an instant, and he hesitated.

"Miss San, do you have to take care of it?"

He took a deep breath, keeping his voice extremely low.

Nan Ling gritted his teeth, "This is my cousin. Although I don't know why she appeared here, I must save her life no matter what."

Luo Cheng nodded and raised an arm.

The convoy stopped.

The bodyguards and trippers below were all on the verge of a formidable enemy, and they didn't know why their head of the bodyguard suddenly made such a move.

On the other side, Sancaimen Vulture narrowed his eyes.

With his hands retracted into his sleeves, he held two judge pens.

"Long time no see, brother Vulture is even more handsome than before, I really envy my brother."

Luo Cheng walked over slowly, cupping his hands with a smile on his face.

The vulture smiled and said, "We are on the road facing the sky, we each go on one side, I don't know if Luo Escort stopped suddenly, what advice can we give?"

"If Boss Luo wants to have a drink with my old bald man, then after I'm done with the work in front of me, you can choose any restaurant in the city.

I can order whatever I want, no matter how much money I spend, I won't frown. "

"but……"

He turned his head and glanced at the carriage leaning against the road.

His eyes were gloomy and cold, and he kept patrolling the girl.

"If Chief Luo means something else, I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

Luo Cheng was silent for a moment, then sighed slowly, "That's the cousin of the third lady of the business, Brother Vulture really don't think about it anymore?"

"If it's something else, for Miss Nan's sake, I might be able to let him go as soon as I raise my hand."

The vulture had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold, "But not today, Master Mu went to the city to visit the younger generation, and she stole Master Mu's things. Now that Master has spoken, there is no way for me to retreat."

Lord Mu, not the head Mumen...

As soon as these three words were uttered, the smile on Luo Cheng's face remained unchanged, but he was shocked in his heart.

Except for the deacon of Qinglinshan Yuanyi, there is no second possibility for Vulture, a three-talented guest minister, to be called like this.

On one side is the cousin of the third lady of the business.

On one side is Yuan Yiyi's deacon.

Luo Cheng suddenly fell into an extremely entangled dilemma.

"Nonsense!"

The girl in the carriage turned pale and trembled all over, "That is ours, how could it be yours!?"

Vulture didn't care about her at all, just staring at Luo Cheng.

"Boss Luo, if you leave right now, I'll pretend nothing happened.

In the future, when he returns to the city, he may have to drink a few drinks with the bodyguard and make an apology.

But if you insist on interfering with Master Mu's affairs, then don't blame brother for being ruthless. "

After finishing the words, two judge pens slipped out of Vulture's sleeves.

Shining cold light in the setting sun.

The atmosphere in the venue instantly became extremely stagnant.

Luo Cheng took a few steps back and turned to look at Nan Ling.

Nanling bit her lower lip tightly, and said word by word, "Man, I have to take it away."

The vulture's eyes flickered, and finally nodded slowly, "You can take people away, but you must keep things."

"Xiao Qi get out of the car and go back with my sister."

Nan Ling exhaled heavily.

The girl screamed, "I won't go back, I will be where Brother Ming is."

Brother Ming?

What brother Ming?
Nan Ling was slightly taken aback, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Click!

There was a big hole in the side of the carriage.

A figure sprang out of it like lightning.

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!"

Vulture and Nan Ling stopped drinking almost at the same time.

But that figure was extremely fast.

In an instant, he jumped several feet away, and was constantly accelerating.

The Escort and the gang were still in a tense confrontation, and no one could react to such a sudden change.

When he came back to his senses, the figure had fled far away, and there was almost no possibility of intercepting it.

"Hahahaha, my grandson of the vulture, the young master will leave, and there will be nothing in the future..."

Bang! ! !
The figure hit a wall.

Then he was caught by the wall and picked up by the neck.

Suddenly fainted.

(End of this chapter)