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"A few masters, if you have something to say, don't do it, don't do it, I'm friends with the third brother Fu of the carriage and horse shop," the Huang shopkeeper, who heard the movement, hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and shouted loudly.

"Third Brother Fu, it's a bird!" one of them opened his mouth and spat out thick phlegm, splashing on the other's coat.

Huangdian's heart sank, the car and horse shop is the largest business in the local area, and the surname Fu is the leader here, even Fu Laosan doesn't know, these people must be from other places, and the green-skinned scoundrels in the field often don't know the severity.

Seeing this scene, the diners who were just about to go downstairs for breakfast walked up one by one, or they made a hole in the window to watch.

"Don't ask for the names of the gentlemen, a friend asked me to bring you a sentence today, not everyone can do the business of making money, you have to have a long memory!

After a few words, smashing, smashing, smashing, tables, chairs and benches scattered all over the ground, the shopkeeper rushed forward in a hurry, was pushed by two thick arms, and fell a horse, as for the bartender guy, his scalp was numb and his body was trembling, not to mention the stubble.

"Haha, the southerners are soft, just a few splashes, not even a single one, I expect that the strength is consumed on the woman's belly, there is no martial spirit, what kind of pickled fists and feet are practiced. ”

There were a few deep sounds, and from the top of the stairs came a nine-foot man, with a bear body and a leopard waist, his temples bulging high on both sides, and holding a goose egg thick eyebrow stick.

"Who are you?"

"Double fist and stick, Ma Ying!"

"What kind of bird stick, is it as thick as the stick in your grandfather's crotch?"

What is the meaning of no eyes, this is called no eyes, which fully proves that they are not afraid of god-like opponents, but are afraid of pig-like teammates;

Sure enough, as soon as this bad remark came out, the other party immediately looked angry, turned his big hand, and the Qi Mei stick directly threw out a whip in the air, and cast a frog out of the cage, 'crackling' twice, directly folded the opponent's ribs in half, rolled a few times on the ground, and fainted without saying a word.

"Shoulder to shoulder!"

Seeing that his companions were beaten, he lifted his short robes one by one, pulled out the knives and daggers from his belt, and surrounded him viciously.

In the real world of Jianghu martial arts, if you want to kill a seven-in-seven character in a million-strong army, there is no such thing as a one-man figure; those who can fight three or five are already a little hot, after all, they beat the master to death, and the story is just the opposite, martial arts people are not afraid of heads-up, what they are afraid of is the siege of cannon fodder A, B, C and Ding, ten punches and eight kicks together, and no moves can be used, what they fight is the head, strength, and weapons.

Ma Ying poked two with a Qi Mei stick, broke two of them, and was also kicked and smashed with a stick, but he had rough skin and thick flesh, and he didn't care at all.

I was trying to make a big move, and I used the family eagle falcon hanging to the sky to overturn all the rest, and I heard the window on the second floor 'bang' and was knocked open, and a handsome young man fell.

"Gossip knife Feng Erlang!"

If Ma Ying is unknown to anyone in Jiangnan, this Feng Erlang is a well-known figure in the market, not only outstanding in martial arts, but also has a position in the six doors, has solved several major cases, and has a handsome skin;

"Hmph, a good man doesn't be an eagle dog, Feng Er is really a big deal. ”

"Learning to become a literary and martial artist, selling it to the emperor's family, it is a natural business, there is a lot of shame, is it not as good as you being a village head and a martial artist?"

As soon as the words fell, several more characters from the rivers and lakes walked down the stairs, namely Zhao Dahe, the Flame Palm, Xuchang, the Dragon King of the Dry Land, Shi Kui, the Mountain Axe, and the Crazy Head Tuo, all of whom were young people in the northern martial arts.

"The rabbit master in the yamen, you have to start a sneak attack to deal with a few splashes, it's funny to be a straight thief," Zhao Dahe scolded.

Feng Erlang's face turned red with anger, he was most disgusted with people in his life and said that he looked like a woman, and before he could speak, a few hardcover young men jumped out of the door, with a sign hanging on their waists, looking at the situation, they were with Feng Erlang, a total of more than a dozen people, and they scolded and scolded.

"Ma Ying, I see that you are not only rough and thick-skinned, it seems that you have no face and no skin, and you will also do the business in the south. ”

"A bunch of stupid men, be careful and send them all to the yamen!"

"Let Grandpa's knife meet you!"

Not to be outdone, the north side is not to be outdone—

"The little white face who humiliates the family and loses the family, don't even send your ass to your grandfather. ”

"A bunch of soft bones, not a bit heroic. ”

As soon as Daoist Li pulled the ugly girl who woke up and was about to come out to fight, he saw that the original owner, the seven or eight splashes had already 'babbling oops' lying on the ground, although they were not missing arms and legs, but they were also blue and swollen, and then the two people sprayed each other in the hall.

"What's the situation," the Taoist priest couldn't figure out the situation, but he felt that all of these people had enough yang energy, like a human-shaped torch, and the yin and yang energy in his body was stiff, what the hell is this?

"It's another battle between the north and the south," I don't know when, there was an old guy with white hair and beard standing next to Daoist Li, his skin and flesh were loose, but his eyes were shining, like a night owl, the yang energy in the body of this old thing was like pulp, and the bone marrow was like frost.

"The dispute between the north and the south?" the Taoist priest repeated over and over again, in Qingping Township, he seemed to have heard Ge Laosan talk about this.

The factions in this river and lake, if you really want to subdivide it, I am afraid that it is not an exaggeration to say that there are hundreds or thousands, a boxing technique, a foot method, and two or three heirs, can be counted as a faction, but in general, it is distinguished by the north and the south.

The northern school of martial arts is open and close, fierce and fierce, and practice long swords and big weapons, while the southern school takes the pile horse as the root, combines bruising and fighting, does not punch out the elbow, and does not exceed the knee, and takes a flexible and light route.

Needless to say, it's like Zhou Yu met Zhuge Liang and the weasel and saw the fox, the natural unpleasantness, coupled with the struggle in the rivers and lakes, it was all in the blood of the knife, and over the years, this feud was settled, and the knot became deeper and deeper.

But this situation reached its peak at the beginning of the dynasty, Emperor Taizu, like Zhu Laoda, fought from the south to the north, and also had a great name in the north, accounting for four provinces and twelve provinces, expelling Hulu and restoring China, and his name was also quite loud.

It's like Chu and Han fighting for hegemony, and the two dragons competing for the deer, and it took more than ten years to determine the winner, but Emperor Taizu's methods were not very clean, and he killed him.

Since the war is fought, it has to stand in line, and the hero himself was born as a warrior, and he has a bold personality, and he is very good to the people of the rivers and lakes, and the martial artists of the northern faction are mostly used for him; after his defeat, most of the people were besieged and killed by the official army, and died a miserable death.

And the boxers of the southern faction hugged a good thigh and soared, most of the six doors were good players of the southern faction, and the officials and thieves stood together, not to mention.

"If they fight, won't this inn be over?" Daoist Li snorted, this group of people's ability to engage in demolition and relocation is not comparable to those few splashes.

But fortunately, in a room on the second floor, there was a sudden sound of 'bang bang bang' on the window, and then Ma Ying and the others glared at the opponent a few times angrily, and reluctantly retreated.

"Damn, I didn't fight for a long time, what do you say, old man," as soon as the Taoist priest turned around, the old man who had just spoken disappeared mysteriously, your uncle, the ghost is not a Taoist master, do you understand it!

However, he still shrunk his neck, and the old man who can practice boxing to the point of being a half-immortal, he still can't afford to provoke at present.

As soon as his hand was cold, it turned out that the ugly girl had fallen asleep leaning on him, and saliva fell on the back of his hand.

"So many martial arts people get together," the Taoist priest thought about it, this situation, either the rivers and lakes are PK or there is some big event, it is interesting.

"But there are so many guys who copy the guys, will there be any trouble?"

As a result, before midnight, the first life was lost in the inn.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]