I have a shop [Comprehensive]

Tomorrow time.

Tu Dapeng arrived at the door of the black shop.

He didn't open the door directly, but stood at the door and waited.

The black shop didn't open until Chen Shi.

Chen Qing was drowsy, seeing Tu Dapeng at the door, her eyes paused, and she yawned.

"Is there a problem?"

"I have something to ask your Excellency." Tu Dapeng's attitude was much better this time.

Chen Qing glanced at him with understanding in his eyes, "Ask."

……

The storm came unexpectedly.

In the morning, the sky was still bright and clear, and the sky was clear. In the evening, a large piece of dark cloud floated from nowhere, and it didn't take long for a rainstorm to rain.

boom -

A muffled thunder exploded in the dark cloud-covered sky, followed by several bolts of lightning that illuminated the entire sky, and then quickly darkened.

Torrential rain poured down the eaves.

The splashing rain splashed on the ground, and blossoming water flowers bloomed on the ground.

King Wanpeng rubbed his fingers and looked out the window.

His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see something through the continuous rain.

Snapped.

A maid who was carrying a teacup accidentally knocked over the teacup.

The tea flowed all over the floor, and the teacup was broken into pieces.

Wanpeng Wang paused while rubbing his fingers, and his cold and unpopular eyes fell on the servant girl.

"Bang, gang leader, this servant didn't do it on purpose." The servant girl was so frightened that she knelt down with a plop, and knelt down on the debris, blood oozed from her knees and melted into the tea on the ground.

"I know you didn't mean it." Wanpeng Wang said after a long silence.

The servant girl breathed a sigh of relief, and when she was about to thank her, she discovered that a flying knife had penetrated her abdomen at some point.

Pain swept through her body all of a sudden, the maid opened her mouth, but couldn't speak a word anymore.

Wanpeng Wang waved his hand coldly and said, "Drag it out."

The servant girls who were waiting on the left and right were silent, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

Soon someone dragged the maid's body out.

The tea and blood on the ground were also cleaned up.

Only the smell of blood in the air could not be removed.

This bloody smell is not only from that maidservant, but also the bloody smell from those people who died in this mansion these days, no less than a hundred people died here.

The title of the number one master in the Jianghu is really too attractive.

King Wanpeng looked out again.

The room was so quiet that everyone's breathing could not be heard. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to breathe loudly, for fear that they would follow in the footsteps of that maid.

"What time is it?"

After the candle exploded, King Wanpeng asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's already You hour." A little maid answered with a trembling voice.

"Isn't that almost a whole day?" Wang Wanpeng said thoughtfully to himself.

No one dared to ask what he was talking about.

King Wanpeng tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair.

Tu Dapeng has been gone for almost a whole day, no matter what the situation is, there should be news.

He hasn't come back by this time, could something have happened?

When King Wanpeng thought of this, his breathing became a little disordered.

Tu Dapeng's martial arts can also be among the best among his many masters.

Even, fighting against him, you can fight dozens of rounds.

If Tu Dapeng misses, this matter will be troublesome.

King Wanpeng was thinking this way, but he heard a rush of footsteps coming from the courtyard.

Tu Dapeng was drenched in the rain, and walked towards this side quickly.

He was drenched all over, and he was holding a cloth bag in his hand, from which blood continued to ooze out. He walked all the way, and he shed blood all the way.

King Wanpeng's pupils sunk in.

He clenched his fists.

His haggard face burst into joy.

"Master." Tu Dapeng hurried into the room.

When he reached the door, he stopped, as if afraid of dirtying the place inside.

"It's okay, come in." Wanpeng Wang suppressed his joy and said.

"Yes." Tu Dapeng walked in now, and he clasped his fists at King Wanpeng, "Master, it's a good luck that this subordinate is not disgraceful."

"Okay, okay!" King Wanpeng stood up from his seat, walked to Tu Dapeng's side, and leaned down to help Tu Dapeng himself.

"This is their head?"

Tu Dapeng nodded, he opened the cloth bag, "Master, please take a look."

The cloth bag was so dark that King Wanpeng couldn't see what was in it at all. At this moment, he was dazzled by the joy of getting revenge, and subconsciously leaned over to look inside.

Swish!

Several poisonous snakes moved upon hearing the sound.

All of a sudden, he jumped out of the cloth bag and bit the body of King Wanpeng.

King Wanpeng let out a scream, thinking inwardly that something was wrong.

Just when he was about to strike against Tu Dapeng.

A sword had pierced through his chest.

boom!

There was another thunderstorm outside.

Lightning instantly brightened the room.

Everyone's terrified expressions were instantly clear.

Wanpeng Wang Yuan opened his eyes, covered his chest with his hands, and opened his mouth wide.

But Tu Dapeng was expressionless, his dull face covered with blood.

"Why, why?" After the lightning flashed, the room went dark again.

King Wanpeng held his chest and looked at Tu Dapeng in disbelief.

"Clan leader." Tu Dapeng slowly drew his sword.

"People make money and birds die for food. What Boss Chen can give me is what you can't give."

He slashed again.

This time, the knife was slashed on King Wanpeng's neck.

"what!!"

A scream pierced the sky.

When everyone reacted, Tu Dapeng had disappeared without a trace with the head of King Wanpeng.

"King Wanpeng is dead?!" The old man knew that King Wanpeng might die, but he never thought that King Wanpeng would die so quickly.

It's only been a few days.

King Wanpeng was killed.

"Yes." Lu Xiangchuan said: "It is said that Tu Dapeng killed him."

There was no surprise on Sun Yubo's face.

He just said: "Tu Dapeng is quick to strike."

"Old man, the Twelve Feipeng Gang is in a mess now, we can do it now." Lu Xiangchuan said.

Sun Yubo nodded, "It is indeed time to do it."

The torrential rain continued.

Tu Dapeng went up the mountain.

He entered the black shop and put King Wanpeng's head on the ground.

"I promised you, and I have done it." Tu Dapeng said, "Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Chen Qing glanced at King Wanpeng's head, and waved his hands in distaste, "Okay, I've prepared it a long time ago, throw this thing out and put it in my shop, and it's taking up space."

Tu Dapeng complied indifferently.

Wanpeng Wang's head was thrown out of the black shop.

The people who followed Tu Dapeng up the mountain looked at the mighty King Wanpeng who once covered the sky with one hand, and had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Thinking about it carefully, the days when King Wanpeng's power was evenly divided with Sun Yubo's was only a few days ago. At the beginning, no one thought that King Wanpeng would die at the hands of such a black shop.

Moreover, he was killed by his own men.

And the Twelve Feipeng Gang he founded by himself is also more dangerous than good.

Of the twelve sub-altar masters, three died, one betrayed, and the rest were just a mess.

Everyone can see it.

The Twelve Feipeng Gang has existed in name only.

Dozens of figures shadowed each other in the bamboo forest.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the crackling sound seemed to punch countless holes in the ground.

The rainwater flowed down the people's coir raincoats to the ground.

Everyone looked inside the black shop and remained silent.

Both Chen Qing and Tu Dapeng knew about it.

These people are not here to watch the fun.

And came to grab something.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Everyone wants to be a oriole.

"Gulu Gulu." There was a sound of water boiling in the back kitchen.

Chen Qing put down the teacup and said, "You came at the right time. This Buddha jumped the wall and boiled for three hours."

Tu Dapeng smelled the fragrance in the air.

Empty city tricks sang in my stomach.

"You said that the one who can make me the number one master in the world is this Buddha jumping over the wall?" Tu Dapeng asked.

"You don't believe it?" Chen Qing raised her eyebrows.

"I believe." Tu Dapeng nodded.

Chen Qing rolled her eyes, muttered something in a low voice, got up and walked towards the back kitchen.

outside.

Among the dozens of figures, an old man spoke slowly: "The old man has lived for so many years, and this is really the first time I heard that this Buddha jumping over the wall can make people become the number one master in the world."

A young man sneered and said: "Old man, if you don't believe me, then quit, you won't live long anyway, don't waste good things."

"Hehehe." The old man smacked his mouth, "The old man just said casually, the kid has a lot of temper, but I don't know, isn't his ability also not small?"

"There are talents from generation to generation. Old man Huang, I don't think these young people know how to respect their elders at all." An old man with white hair and a childlike face said with a smile.

"Is it useful to talk nonsense? Later, each depends on his ability." A muscular middle-aged man said disdainfully.

Buddha jumps over the wall.

The white jade cup exudes dense heat, and the fragrance also disperses in the air.

Everyone in the bamboo forest moved instantly.

They all rushed towards the store.

Tu Dapeng's heart tightened.

Just about to raise the knife to deal with it.

Chen Qing said, "Pingzhi, drive away these flies."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and walked out of the black shop.

He just stood at the door like that, his body full of flaws, and his expression was flat: "This shop is closed today, everyone, please go back."

"A mere waiter in a shop should be so arrogant!" The old man with white hair and childlike face rushed ahead of the crowd. Seeing Lin Pingzhi standing in the way at the door, he snorted coldly, waved his hands, and sent several poison darts towards Lin Pingzhi. .

At first the old man was far away and there were so many people, Tu Dapeng didn't recognize him for a while.

When he got closer now, he recognized the identity of this person—Tang Yifa, a master of the Tang sect in Sichuan!There are few opponents in Jianghu with a poison dart in one hand, and no more than ten people in the whole Jianghu can survive under his poison dart.

Tu Dapeng secretly took a breath of air.

Today, the Buddha jumps over the wall to eat, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Let alone Tang Yifa, the waiter in this store is not his opponent even if he is dealing with Yin Yang Boy.

Tu Dapeng quickly picked up the spoon, opened the lid of the white jade cup, and a fresh fragrance came to his nostrils immediately.

He eagerly took a bite, the taste was so delicious that he even wanted to swallow it with his own tongue.

"Don't worry. Eat slowly." Chen Qing leaned on the beam and said.

Tu Dapeng thought, how can he eat slowly, if it is a little late, maybe this cup of Buddha jumping over the wall will be robbed.

He was thinking like this, looking towards the door.

I saw that Lin Pingzhi was not in a hurry, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, one hand was behind his back, and the other hand was able to deal with the attacks of the crowd with ease!

The spoon in Tu Dapeng's hand fell into the bowl with a bang.

He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

When I opened it again, I had to believe that what I saw was indeed true.

His heart trembled.

These martial arts masters add up, but even King Wanpeng is helpless.

As a result, now, he was beaten by a waiter in the shop.

Tu Dapeng is not blind.

He could see that Lin Pingzhi hadn't exerted all his strength.

It should not be said that there is no full effort, it should be said that whether there is a three-point effort, it is not certain.

From beginning to end, Lin Pingzhi only showed one hand.

He didn't even leave his place.

What does it mean to be one husband and ten thousand husbands.

Tu Dapeng saw it today.

He looked at the door without blinking, feeling more and more small.

"Damn it, where did the monster come here to be a waiter!" Tang Yifa's face turned dark, his poison darts were exhausted, but he didn't even touch the waiter's sleeve.

"Tang Yifa, why are you so useless!" The boy wielded his two knives, angry at others.

Tang Yi said angrily: "Boy, your two knives can't even be dealt with with one hand, so I am ashamed to say that I am useless."

"It's not noisy. At this time we join forces, at least we can have some soup!" The middle-aged man said with a loud drink.

Everyone paused and immediately reached an agreement.

Indeed, they can't beat the waiter in this shop with such a hammer and a stick.

It's better to join forces, the chances of winning are better.

"Okay! That's it."

The crowd shouted in unison.

Moves are made at the same time, some people attack the upper plate, and some attack the lower plate.

A thunderous bang exploded in the sky.

Lin Pingzhi raised his eyes and pursed his lips.

court death.