Chapter 135: The Hongmen Banquet
"Hahaha, it seems that the training I have given you during this period has paid off." Wang Yao laughed wildly and casually patted the shoulder of the leader of Nandou Sect.
"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Jiao Huayue and other disciples hurried forward to help the depressed Huang Tianjun up.
"I'm fine. You're worthy of being the Divine Fist Bian Jiu. Even the disciple I taught for a month can beat me. I'm ashamed!" Huang Tianjun's eyes were dull at first, but he broke down emotionally in a moment. Jiao Huayue dragged him away to rest.
"Brother Bian is very capable. Why don't you rest here tonight? How can you not have a meal when you come to my place?" The leader of Nandou Sect pretended that nothing had happened and still entertained Wang Yao with a smile.
The elder beside him seemed to realize something and quickly drove away the disciples present, letting them do their own things.
After a while, the crowd dispersed, leaving only Wang Yao, the leader of Nandou Sect, Shitou and Ergou.
Wang Yao was just about to laugh it off and leave, but the leader of Nandou Sect grabbed his arm tightly and prevented him from leaving.
"Hey, Shitou Ergou, you did a good job this time. Go back first and tell the boss that I will stay here for one night." Wang Yao understood that the leader of Nandoumen might have a Hongmen Banquet waiting for him, so he could only let Shitou Ergou leave first.
Then Wang Yao turned to the Nandou Sect leader and said, "Master, you won't make things difficult for my two little brothers, right?"
Wang Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, as if smiling, but in fact he was ready for a fight. However, this would only expose his shame, which would not be pretty.
"No, no, your gang is so talented, how could I force them to stay? Since you don't want them to stay for dinner, just go back first." The leader of Nandou Sect said with a smile.
"Take care, big brother. We are waiting for you in the gang!" Shitou Ergou naturally saw what was going on, but they had great confidence in Wang Yao, so they turned around and went down the mountain without any hesitation.
There was no conversation that night. The night in Nandoumen was quiet and peaceful. No one knew what was happening in any corner.
The next morning, Zhang Yun and a group of core disciples were waiting outside Kuanglang City.
The old man is very cunning. After listening to Shitou and Ergou's story about the visit to the mountain, he knew that something was wrong.
It sounds nice to say that you stayed to have dinner, but in fact it was a complete Hongmen Banquet. You are not even a master, so how can you take advantage of us, a large force, even if you killed two mediocre masters?
I will definitely give Bian Jiu a good beating at night. Maybe it will be a "competition" between masters. If your strength is really as extraordinary as the rumors say, then it would be fine.
At most, two masters will join forces to suppress you so that you won’t be so arrogant later.
If they just exaggerated their fighting power and had a good appearance but were actually ruffians at heart, they would be humiliated and might even swallow up the Kuanglang Gang.
It was not yet early spring, and the cold winter morning was shrouded in mist. A swaying figure appeared in the mist.
"Is that you? Bian Jiu." Zhang Yun shouted anxiously.
The figure was stunned when he heard the shout, then immediately reacted and said, "It's me, Elders, why are you out of the city?"
The blue shirt and wolfskin gloves were intact, and the same starry eyes were still there, clear and fair.
"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay. Did anything happen yesterday?" Wen Bingdie touched Wang Yao's body with great concern, checking for any injuries.
"Senior Sister, that's enough. I thought we were just in our childhood." Wang Yao felt a little embarrassed when Wen Bingdie touched him.
"What happened? Have you had the fight?" Zhang Yun saw it most clearly and pointed out the most crucial issue in one sentence.
"Don't worry, Elder. I gave those two guys from Nandoumen a good lesson. They will never dare to show their teeth again." Wang Yao showed his intact body and looked towards the direction of the Nandoumen mountain gate with contempt.
As expected, before Wang Yao and others could even get comfortable, He Cheng, the deacon who had the closest relationship with the Kuanglang Gang, came with a team of people and a lot of gifts to make friends.
Wang Yao was also happy about this. After all, there was no hatred between the two sides, nor was there any conflict of interest. It would be fine if Zhang Yun came forward to communicate a little.
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Just after the New Year, it is the season of recovery for all industries and sectors across the country, just like the coming spring.
In Yichang County, a county town not far from Kuanglang City, there is a small force called Yichang Escort Agency.
Yichang Escort Agency started out as a escort agency, emphasizing honesty, integrity and righteousness. Now it has grown to occupy an entire county, but it still has not lost its original business.
In this chaotic world, it is so rare to find a place that values trust and abides by the rules. As a result, a large number of merchants flocked to Yichang County, creating the prosperity at that time.
The north wind is as sharp as a knife, blowing up thousands of floating catkins.
Yichang County, like Kuanglang City, is located at the junction of three nearby prefectures. People in these small places can say that they are from any prefecture.
It turned out that a prefecture here was suppressed by the imperial court because the largest local force led a peasant uprising, and the prefecture was abolished.
The entire Yichang County is a place where people live and work in peace and contentment, and all walks of life are thriving. The most important reason for this is that the disciples of the Yichang Escort Agency maintain order.
The local government has long since stopped intervening in the matter. Although the Yichang Escort Agency also charges some "management fees", local people and merchants are very willing to pay.
This little money can buy temporary peace in troubled times. Who wouldn't want it? I don't know how many outsiders envy it.
On this day, in Yichang County, Zhao Hu, a bodyguard from the Yichang Escort Agency, was eating noodles at a small stall.
Coming here every day to eat a bowl of noodles for free is like exempting the "management fee" of this family that has a seventy-year-old mother and a frail beggar. The noodle eaters are happy, and the noodle sellers are also happy.
The stall owner was so considerate that he served a cup of wine and some fennel beans to go with it.
Zhao Hu also enjoyed the meal very much. He ate and drank, and from time to time praised the stall owner for his good behavior.
He was a tall and strong man with a dark complexion. His sparse beard covered with fine hairs showed his age, which was less than twenty years old.
Zhao Hu was already very unhappy today because the girl he liked went out shopping with someone else, but he could do nothing about it.
Because the girl he likes is the daughter of the gang's top escort, and the person he goes shopping with is the most outstanding and youngest senior brother, who is already a master of the internal energy realm in his early twenties, which is a remarkable achievement for their small gang.
So it was very depressed, and eating noodles was uncomfortable, but the understanding stall owner made it feel better in an instant.
At this moment, after eating the braised pork noodles and drinking a glass of wine, he felt refreshed both physically and mentally. He no longer felt unhappy or uncomfortable at all, and temporarily forgot about the girl.
"Hey, Lao Liu, your wine is really good. It must be brewed at home. Give me another gourd and I'll get a month's rent for free." After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Zhao Hu took out the gourd tied around his waist and threw it to the stall owner Lao Liu with great satisfaction.
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