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"You're so Yong." Suddenly, four people dressed as Turkic people and two Han Chinese and northern warriors crowded outside, all of them were good hands.One of them squeezed in without looking at Xu Ziling and shouted: "You robbed the Ye Mingzhu that our uncle gave as a gift, surnamed Yong, quickly return your life and the pearl!"

"Ah, you have been in trouble." Lei Jiuzhi laughed and said, "I told you to see clearly when you do business. You will suffer a loss if you don't listen to the old man."

"Go!" Xu Ziling kicked him down and said angrily, "Stop talking sarcastic here."

Hu Xiaoxian, who was in the distance, looked a little anxious and wanted to come over.

Hoover stretched out his hand and said lightly: "It's just to try this Yong Qin's skill to see if he is that person. Jingzhaolian's move is a common trick. After a while, it's Madam Hong's turn to go out to rescue Yong Qin, a Shandong bandit, and pull him away. It's almost every day in Chang'an that he enters the game and uses it for her."

"What if he is that person?" Hu Xiaoxian asked anxiously with concern.

"If it's really that person whose martial arts are so good, why worry?" Hoover said with a smile, "We'll just watch here."

"Admiral, take them down." One of the Han warriors clapped his hands to the surroundings as if ordering: "Our master prepared a pair of 'Golden and Jade Jewels' to give to the prince, who knows that this robber who murdered and robbed him must pay him back today. .”

When everyone heard this, most of them suddenly realized that seeing money would make them feel bad.

A few people sneered that even the crown prince was brought out because of Ye Mingzhu, and they almost didn't say robbery. What's the difference between that and the robber Yongqin?

But no one dares to be meddlesome. No matter what the outcome is at this time, meddling in other people's affairs will cause trouble.Naturally, everyone wouldn't be so stupid as this, let alone they want to watch the excitement.Let's see if Shandong thieves are more powerful or Jingzhaolian's thugs are more powerful.On the surface, there are six people in Jingzhaolian and two people in Shandong Bandit.

Ah only one person.

"Everyone." Lei Jiu pointed cleverly and stood together with everyone, cupping his hands and bowing: "Everyone has seen that I don't know him very well, and I always thought he was the top student in the Beijing exam. I don’t know that he is a horse thief, everyone be careful, don’t drink flower wine with him, be careful that he made a mistake when he sang 'Eighteen Touches'..."

When everyone saw it, they almost didn't let this unscrupulous guy who drank flowers and wine, ate free food, and came to the door quickly when he had something to do. It's okay to be shameless alone, but it can't be shameless to this extent.

What is it if a friend is in trouble and he wants to get away and leave?

However, everyone was just furious at the rampage of Jingzhaolian masters in front of them. Naturally, they would not force themselves to be the first bird.

"Get out!" Seeing that Lei Jiuzhi didn't want to meddle in other people's business, the thugs were naturally happy to see him do it, but they still sternly shouted: "Whether you are an accomplice or not, you should be careful if you dare to provoke them. Looks good. You, Yong, got all the stolen goods, what else can you say?"

"My uncle has only robbed others all his life, and no one else dares to rob me." Xu Ziling sneered.

He took off his coat to reveal his strong suit and the strange iron armguards on his hands with green dragon patterns on his hands. The back of his hand slowly clenched into a fist, and then turned into a weird gesture like Phoenix Eye Fist or Mantis Fist. None of them, everyone is very curious, what does that gesture represent?

Arm punch?Not like Wire Fist?Neither.

What kind of boxing is this strange gesture?

Xu Ziling was so courageous that he was alone, not only didn't defend, but also rushed towards the other six people.But to everyone's disappointment, although he was brave, his skills were not good enough. When he was halfway, he stumbled for some reason, staggered and almost fell.

The four Turks and the two Han warriors were overjoyed at first sight.

The wink made two Turkic people fly to them like eagles.

The other two quickly walked around to the other side, fearing that Xu Ziling would not be able to beat them, and fled. One Han warrior was in charge of watching Lei Jiuzhi, and the other was watching the situation with his hands crossed.

Everyone looked at the tacit cooperation of these Jingzhaolian masters and Xu Ziling's three-legged cat kung fu, but they were disappointed by the result.

"Good wine." Xu Ziling staggered and suddenly got a little drunk: "You...also...come...have a...drink...have a drink with me? Okay...then...toast You have a...cup..."

Xu Ziling's body was shaking like a drunk man, but he barely escaped the iron fists and flying claws of the two Turkic men. Many of the crowd, who were holding a glass of wine, realized that Xu Ziling's weird gesture was not the Phoenix Eye Fist or the Mantis Fist, but the gesture of holding a wine glass.

One hand was stretched out with alcohol, as if drunk and weak, staggering and staggering, it was simply out of order.

But in such a clumsy and slow punch, the (-) Turkic who was as fast as a wolf couldn't dodge it. What's more surprising is that the Turkic warrior is famous for the slow punch that hits the face. Notoriously strong, crazy and notoriously recalcitrant, but this person did not show this Turkic character.

On the contrary, his whole body stagnated and fell straight to the ground and remained motionless.

It's just that after one trick, people clean up.

It's impossible. He was just lightly punched in the face, there was no loud noise, and there was no sound of bones breaking. How could it be possible for him to fall to the ground and become unconscious?

Everyone looked at it in shock.

I saw that Turkic man's teeth were all broken, his mouth and nose collapsed, and blood gushed out like a spring.He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious with a single blow.But he was not the worst. His other companion made Xu Ziling stumble and hit the Turkic man's chest on the back of his head, causing a dent in Xu Ziling's fall.

The Turkic man knelt on the ground with soft knees and held his chest in his hands. His whole body twitched as if he wanted to spit out all his internal organs, but he seemed to be unable to spit out anything but opened his mouth desperately.

While his footsteps were staggering, Xu Ziling managed to stabilize his body and pointed the Turkic man drunkenly, "It seems that you... you... you don't drink enough... no... not so good! Just pour one glass. You don’t need to beg for mercy and don’t drink...just drink...forget it...this uncle knows...you are a...coward."

Seeing that his companions had severely injured and insulted the two Turkic people, they were furious.

However, they immediately drew out the scimitars at their waists and bit Xu Ziling like fierce wolves with sharp teeth.

Xu Ziling yawned as if he was extremely sleepy, and fell straight to the ground.Stretched limbs, he fell into the arms of a Turkic man, as if he was sleeping in the wrong place, and suddenly straightened up, stretched his waist, and touched the Turkic man's chin, Xu Ziling suddenly seemed to have drunk too much and wanted to vomit. Find something to hold on to.

He put one hand on another Turk's arm and lowered his head as if he was about to vomit, but he bumped his head into that Turk's face.

It seemed that he had bumped into something. Xu Ziling was dull and strange. He raised his head and pushed the Turkic man who knocked him unconscious at some point, causing him to fall straight to the ground and still drunk, he said: "Why do you push this tree... Push... just fall?"

Xu Ziling acted like a drunk, seemingly unintentionally, but suddenly beat the four Turkic men, three fell to the ground and fainted, and one held his chest and opened his mouth twitching.

It took a long time for everyone to realize that this guy didn't want to vomit but wanted to pant.

But he seemed to be unable to recover his breath even after exhausting all his strength.

It is extremely tormenting to watch a person die from suffocation. The Turkic man, whose eyes were protruding from the sky, stabbed his fingers deeply into his chest, as if he wanted to tear the chest open and suck it. Go in and take a breath, but he still can't do it.

His mouth continued to move one by one, as if begging for help, more like begging for someone to kill him.

Everyone felt that there was no worse punishment than this. Although everyone didn't know the pain of the Turkic man, they felt that the roots of the teeth were sore and the soles of the feet were soft when they saw his eyes about to bulge out of their sockets because of the pain.

"Drunken Master?" the leading Han warrior exclaimed, panting and sweating profusely while trying to control his panic.

"Am I drunk?" Xu Ziling suddenly sobered up. He became extremely sober. Seeing the tragic situation of the four Turkic people in the field, he immediately expressed sympathy: "Who beat you like this? It's a pity! I was drunk and didn’t see it just now, otherwise I would definitely help... Huh? These people seem to be Turkic people? What are you doing in Chang’an if you don’t herd sheep in the grassland? It’s really nothing to beat me. I don’t sympathize with your skin A bitch who wants to be beaten when it itches."

When everyone heard Xu Ziling's words, they almost didn't open their mouths and yelled that it was you who beat people!

"Huh?" Xu Ziling suddenly and strangely pointed at the sweaty Han warrior and asked, "Aren't you the one who wanted to snatch my uncle Ye Mingzhu just now? What? Are you hot? Why are you sweating profusely? "

"He's not hot." Lei Jiuzhi saw that Xu Ziling was almost done beating, then came out with a smile and interjected, "He's shy."

"Such a big man is still shy?" Xu Ziling said affirmatively: "Why is he shy when facing him in a world that he probably hasn't seen?"

"He was shy for a while and didn't know what to say before he stepped down." Lei Jiuzhi laughed.

"Then is this person shy too? Why is his face turning red and green?" Xu Ziling asked, pointing at another Han warrior Qi.

"His toes hit the iron plate." Lei Jiuzhi laughed.

"Be careful when walking." Xu Ziling advised the Han warrior in a serious manner: "You are such a big man that you can't even walk. How dare you come out to shame yourself and show your face. My uncle is blushing for you."

Everyone was very interested to see this pair of live treasures being funny again.

But this Yong Qin's skill is also very good, otherwise it would be Jingzhaolian's people who are mocking now.

"Good skill." Suddenly, a voice from outside the crowd snorted coldly: "Let me experience Brother Yong's 'Drunken Fist'!"