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clang clang~

Unknowingly, as the sound of gongs and drums changed from strong to weak, the fifth scene on the stage fell.

Zhang Feng saw that it would be the sixth game.

"This Miao Xuechen sings well." Chairman Zheng and everyone nodded from time to time, admiring the singing of "Changbanpo" just now.

Especially President Zheng said, waiting for the opening of the sixth session, he said to Zhang Feng, who was eating and drinking next to him,

"Brother Zhang, how do you feel about these few martial arts shows? Wait a minute. This Zhao Yun is about to kill Cao Jun. Brother Zhang wants to see, these are the highlights of martial arts!"

Zhang Feng stuffed a mouthful of meat, oily but not greasy, "Okay."

This is good, and it is sincere.

Although I haven't heard much about dramas, the five fighting scenes on the stage just now were really good.

That Miao Xuechen fought with the theater troupe on the way to Cao's army. They were all practicing and falling.

This is all with real skills, not just putting on airs.

Putting on airs is like a trick under the flyover in reality, just talking but not practicing.

It is called "Xing Guazi" in the Jianghu, which is fake.

'Pointy', is true.

There is a saying, that is 'fishy and sharp, match the gods'.

Jianghu fortune tellers love to play this hand.

What they said was false and true, but they said with a serious face that when they were young, there were some small conflicts in the family, and when they grew up, some men and women had small ups and downs in their relationship, or they were cheated out of money by their best friends, won the fortune, and so on.

These are all trivial matters, the life that ordinary people have, even if they are right.

'Fresh and sharp, the most profitable', that's how money comes in.

People with real skills are rare and hard to see.

No matter what they say is true or not, at least they have calculated it carefully through the horoscopes they have learned.

Zhang Feng was thinking, when he heard the opera sound coming again, when Miao Xuechen appeared again.

At this time, shopkeeper Zhao came over with a smile, and said to Zhang Feng: "Brother Zhang, I have something to tell you, come here?"

Zhang Feng glanced at Shopkeeper Zhao, nodded and got up, followed him to the side, more than 20 meters away from Chairman Zheng's table.

"What's the matter with Manager Zhao?" Zhang Feng asked.

Shopkeeper Zhao suddenly smiled and said nothing.

Also at this time.

There was a bang of 'clang'.

'crash'

Miao Xuechen, who was fighting among the Cao army, flicked the body of the gun, and shot a few afterimages under the light, and charged towards Chairman Zheng who was in the audience, intending to kill through the enemy formation and cut off Cao's thief's head!

For a moment, he was dressed in white and held a bright silver gun, as if he had really turned into Zhao Yun!

All the people listening to the play were killed into the play.

Zhang Feng heard the sound of gongs and drums, turned around and saw that someone was going to kill his benefactor and friend right under his nose, his eyes turned red, and he turned into a demon in an instant, smashing the wooden floor under his feet with a 'pata', one step at a time Yu Mi.

In the short breath that Miao Xuechen shook his gun and stabbed at Chairman Zheng.

Zhang Feng 'Keng Qiang' drew out the Tang Dao, and with the rest of his strength, he used the blade to block the tip of the gun, fearing that the body of the gun would break if he jumped too hard and hurt the person at the main table.

Swipe down again, and swipe at Miao Xuechen's finger to make him let go.

But Miao Xuechen suddenly lifted the silver gun, and at the same time pulled back the left hand holding the end of the gun, close to his left rib, the body of the gun turned to the right, and his right arm suddenly pushed out, using his waist as a point of leverage, the body of the gun smashed to the left , 'Hula' hit a sweep!

Zhang Fengdao pointed at the barrel of the gun and retreated with his strength, stopping shopkeeper Li and others who woke up from the start.

"Protect the president!"

With the sound of 'clanking' swordsmen, the subordinates brought by the president, shopkeeper and others also stopped the troupe who came down from the stage.

In an instant, there was a massacre in the restaurant where the theater was just listening to, and the people around the tables were all thugs and masters in the chamber of commerce, all of whom came with weapons.

Chairman Zheng seems to have been prepared for a long time.

Shopkeeper Feng and the two of them made a game this time, they made themselves into it.

But when Miao Xuechen saw the members of the troupe being killed one after another, her face was calm, she shook her gun, she just looked at Zhang Feng, and her usual tone of voice was a bit of a play,

"Come on, who will be beside Cao thief?"

"I am the one who killed you."

Zhang Fengqian took a step to cross the distance of three meters. This time, there was no obstacle to save people, and he stabbed him like a meteor chasing the moon, which was incredible.

Miao Xuechen only had time to parry with his spear.

Zhang Fengtang Dao stabbed out suddenly and penetrated his chest.

But Miao Xuechen endured the injury, took a few steps back abruptly, pulled out the blade, and held the silver gun tightly with both hands, hanging upside down on the ground without falling down.

'Tick' blood spilled from his chest, dripping down the red costume.

He looked at Zhang Feng approaching, his companion who died tragically, but suddenly laughed miserably, coughed a few times due to his injuries, blood overflowed from his mouth, looked at the captured shopkeeper Feng, and said,

"I am ashamed of my lord

Lost in the battle of Changbanpo—"

Chapter 20 The Chamber of Commerce is crowded

A tune.

Shopkeeper Feng stared blankly, he didn't expect his number one master to be beheaded by Zhang Feng with one move!

"Hahaha~"

He laughed wildly, and looked at the shopkeeper Zhao who was also captured in the distance, "Zhang Feng of Lianyan Tower in Liangcheng really deserves his reputation."

"Stop him!" The person who was pressing him next to him covered his mouth with a rag, for fear that shopkeeper Feng would bite his tongue.

"Look at him first, don't let him die"

Chairman Zheng walked out of the guard with a livid face.

But when he came to Zhang Feng and saw Zhang Feng stabbing Miao Xuechen's neck, he sighed again.

"If it wasn't for Brother Zhang, I'm afraid I would die here today."

"President Zheng is also well prepared." Zhang Feng looked around at the guards who sealed off the restaurant and cleaned up the corpses, "If it weren't for me today, they wouldn't be able to escape."

"Brother Zhang is wrong." Chairman Zheng shook his head,

"Although I felt something was wrong for a long time, I made some preparations in advance. But when I heard the opera, I watched it for a long time. I also gradually let go of my guard, thinking that shopkeeper Zhao and the others might really want to put something on the table. stage play

Mo Ti, that Miao Xuechen sings really well."

President Zheng looked at Miao Xuechen's body, maybe he was dead, he lost a bit of hatred and more regrets,

"It's a pity, I didn't see the last few scenes and let him be buried."

Chairman Zheng shook his head, he didn't know if it was because he cherished his talents, or because he was mostly regretful, or because he was showing respectability to Miao Xuechen.

Because if he were to die this time, shopkeeper Feng and others would live.

I believe Shopkeeper Feng and they will also hold a beautiful funeral for Chairman Zheng.

Miao Xuechen's body was also lifted up by several people.

Chairman Zheng looked at shopkeeper Feng who was being pressed not far away, and now several shopkeepers were interrogating him.

Shopkeeper Zhao, who was also suppressed, also had many heartbroken shopkeepers scolding him.

After all, shopkeeper Zhao is from Liangcheng, an old man in the chamber of commerce, and a friend of many shopkeepers.

Everyone has been friends for decades, who would have thought that he would kill many friends from the past.

"It should be Yaocheng President Chen's game." President Zheng withdrew his gaze, "Both shopkeeper Zhao and Feng have become his guns."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a gun or a knife." Zhang Feng put the knife into its sheath, "What do you say about this?"

previously.

I owe President Zheng two favors.

One is a prescription, and the other is to patrol the house to fish for himself.

Now that President Zheng's life was saved, it was considered a repayment.

As for the remaining favors.

If Chairman Zheng wanted to avenge this time, he would not hide it as if he did not hear.

It's just that President Zheng hadn't said anything yet, and shopkeeper Li came from behind, with a bad expression on his face.

The shopkeepers nearby followed suit.

"President Zheng has to discuss this matter with a long-term plan!" A shopkeeper said suddenly, fearing that President Zheng would take them back.

It was also because of him that shopkeeper Li's face was a bit unsightly, and he secretly scolded this person as 'no spine'

But in the shopkeeper's mind, his business is doing well, and he doesn't want to take this risk.

And he felt that the target this time was not him, but Chairman Zheng.

Maybe once Chairman Zheng died, he would be fine.

In the future, he should still do his own business, just do his own business, but replaced a familiar shopkeeper Zhao as the new president.

"In President Chen's site" there was another shopkeeper answering the question beside him, "Our eyes are darkened, and it's hard to move."

People who don't want to take risks are not the only one before.

"Yes, yes." As the two spoke, several shopkeepers nodded, talking about some situations that might affect the normal operation of the chamber of commerce after a fight broke out.

Chairman Zheng paused for a moment, and did not continue.

As the head of the family, he has to consider everyone.

Including shopkeeper Li, seeing so many people who said "peace talks" when they opened their mouths, his face was even more ugly, and it was difficult to intervene.

Zhang Feng listened, but he didn't care about these shopkeepers talking about the funeral, but walked towards Master Lin and others in the distance.

Today, Young Master Lin is slowly moving his arms with his teeth bared.

Several people surrounded him, all talking about how brave Master Lin was just now, that he dared to fight those people from the theater troupe.

Even though they met each other face to face, Young Master Lin was knocked down and his arm fell severely.

But always dare to go up.

At this time, Young Master Lin saw Zhang Feng approaching, and he guessed something. He said jokingly, "Brother Zhang, are those old men scared again? Did you hear that, so you came to look for my younger brother?"

"You got hurt a little bit." Zhang Feng didn't answer, but looked at his half-raised arm, "Is it sprained and can't move? Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt." Young Master Lin shook his head, pretending to be strong.

Zhang Feng wanted to put his palm on his arm.

"It hurts, it hurts." Young Master Lin wanted to pull his arm away.

"I haven't caught it yet." Zhang Feng said, grabbing his elbow suddenly, and then gently touched his bones. "The bones are not hurt. It's just some superficial bruises."

As Zhang Feng said, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, looked at Young Master Lin who was half-crossing his arms again, "I have a bottle of medicine here, go back and wipe it."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Young Master Lin couldn't help being moved when he saw Zhang Feng, a ruthless brother, giving him a medicine bottle.

For a while he thought a lot.

He thought that he was really nothing before.

Brother Zhang taught you a good lesson!

Seeing how moved he was, Zhang Feng waved his hand and pointed to the hole in the floor not far away, "I blocked that shot before, but I blocked it too quickly, and stepped on the floor of your house. I will pay you for this bottle of medicine."

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