The scorching sun is like fire...

This is a spacious official road. The sparse willow trees beside the road drooping branches half dead, and the cicadas on the trees are roaring...

On these official roads that were about to be roasted, there was only a little beggar walking silently. His body was wearing torn into strips of clothes, his hair was scattered, covering most of his face.

He only showed a small mouth and pursed it into a stubborn and unyielding curve.

He stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground from time to time, but he always struggled to get up. Looking at his bloody knees and hands, you can imagine how many times he fell along the way.

If you pass through the thick and scattered hair, you can see his confused, dull and slightly cloudy eyes.

Before we knew it, the sun was already declining, and only a trace of bloody light was left to the west. At this time, there were more and more pedestrians on the official road.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from the official road. There seemed to be a sound of 10 or 20 people. The sound of horse hooves came from afar, and the pedestrians hid silently on both sides of the road.

Looking at the little beggar again, he seemed to have not heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, and he was still staggering in the middle of the official road, with no sign of dodging.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and there was no intention of slowing down. I only heard an angry shout from the back of the horse, "Where did the little beggar come from? It's really dirty. Let's go away quickly, don't block the old man's way..."

The man said as he asked the little beggar to avoid it, but the horse whip in his hand had already been pulled out. The whip was stretched straight in the air, rubbing against the air and making a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

With just one move, you can tell that this man is a trainer, and this whip has used internal strength.

The horse whip was like a poisonous snake spitting scarlet letters, rolling towards the little beggar's body. The pedestrians who saw this scene couldn't help but exclaim. The timid turned their heads and didn't want to see the bloody scene next.

At that time, the horse whip had reached the left arm of the little beggar. It was about to roll the little beggar on it. Suddenly, he twisted his body and let the whip pass it mysteriously. He stretched his right hand and pinched the tip of the horse whip, then flipped his wrist and went into his arms.

The man immediately did not expect that this little beggar would have such a reaction. After a little stunned, the whip in his hand was snatched by the little beggar. Then he saw that the little beggar trembled his wrist and pinched the tip of the whip with his fingers and twitched towards the man immediately.

The man immediately shortened his body and avoided the little beggar's whip in a mess. A sneer came from behind him, and a thick voice was filled with a cheerful smile.

"Haha, Wang Laosan, I lay on Xiaohong's belly for half a night yesterday. Was it being squeezed by that little girl? Haha, I can't even handle a little beggar... I think you don't call Wang Laosan, how about you call Wang Laoba? Haha..."

The man named Wang Laosan was immediately angry and embarrassed. He pulled out a single knife from his waist, jumped up from the horse's back, and "slashed Huashan alone" with a move, and then chopped towards the little beggar's head.

The little gayer made a mistake and moved his body slightly half a foot away. Wang Laosan's single sword slashed from three inches beside him. The little gayer held the whip tip of the horse whip with his hand, and when Wang Laosan used his old move, he directly rushed towards his ear.

When Wang Laosan heard the sound of breaking through the air in his ears, he knew it was not good, so he didn't care about the single sword in his hand. A lazy donkey rolled around and avoided the little beggar's whip, but his single sword was also left at the little beggar's feet.

Wang Laosan half knelt on the ground, gasping heavily. He was three feet away from the little beggar. He was still in shock and his heart was already overturned. What a fucking little ghost who jumped out of where he had such a high martial arts skills. I, Wang Laosan, really met a trait today.

At this time, the people who came with Wang Laosan stopped laughing and their faces were full of solemnity.

If Wang Laosan was at the beginning, he might have been careless for a moment, but those two moves just now made them realize that Wang Laosan was no match for this little beggar at all.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, the facts were right in front of him, and they could not believe it. There was a bearded man in the horse team. He urged the horse to take two steps forward and immediately bowed to the little beggar.

"This young hero, the leader of the Xia Nai Blood Owl Association, just now my subordinates offended the young hero, so please forgive me..."

The Blood Owl will be a gang that is not in the ordinary, and it is even under a third-rate gang like the Giant Whale Gang and the Black Humen. It has only a size of more than 30 people, and it can even be called by a gang.

The little beggar was unmoved at all, as if he had not heard Gan Gang's words.

Gan Gang said it again, and the little beggar suddenly threw away the whip in his hand, swaying under his feet and continued to walk forward. As he turned around, the wind blew the hair on his forehead, revealing his numb eyes.

A thin, old man with a dog-beard beside Gan Gang urged his horse to come to Gan Gang's side, "Gan, this kid is weird~"

Gan Gang also saw the little beggar's eyes. He urged the horse to move forward two steps, jumped off the horse and slowly approached the little beggar. The blood owl would hold his breath and watch his boss slowly approaching the little beggar.

Gan Gang's heartbeat was like a drum, and his breathing was also a little rapid. This little beggar should have not yet cultivated the Gangqi, but was just a state of accumulation. He achieved the Gangqi three years ago and cultivated the Gangqi. Why are he still afraid of him?

Seeing Gan Gang getting closer and closer, Gan Gang held his breath at this time, his palms were covered in sweat. Looking at the little beggar who was so close, Gan Gang took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. He stretched out his left hand and gently fell towards the little beggar's shoulder.

"few……"

Before the "Xia" could spit it out, his hand was three inches away from the little beggar's shoulder. The little beggar suddenly turned around, grabbed Gan Gang's left hand with his left hand, took a step back, but his right hand hit Gan Gang's right rib like lightning.

Gan Gang finally knew why he was so afraid of this little beggar who was only in the state of accumulation of energy because his fighting consciousness was too strong.

His reaction just now was so fast that he didn't look like a child at all. Even a person who licked blood from the knife all day long did not have such a sharp reaction.

But after all, the world that has been working for so many years is not a waste of time. He competed with his right hand and pulled out of Xiao Caier's hand. He flashed back and narrowly avoided Xiao Caier's punch. At the same time, his right hand raised his face and a ball of white powder was covering Xiao Caier's head.

Gan Gang had already closed his breath and slowly retreated to the back, and then the little beggar shook it three times, shaking it three times, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Gan Gang saw the little beggar fall to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. The little guy didn't know where he jumped out. If he wanted to take him down, it would probably take a lot of effort. The key is that this kid may be of great use to him and he should not be hurt.

Everyone from the Blood Owl Association surrounded Gan Gang's side, and the old man with a graceful smile on his face, "Boss, your actions just now are really smooth and pleasing to the eye..."

Gan Gang's forehead was beating blue veins, and he looked at the old man fiercely, which made the old man confused. What's wrong? This trick used to be invincible, why is it not easy to use today?

"Old man Sun, say one more thing, believe it or not, I tear your mouth. Do you still think I am embarrassed enough today?" He even used a sleeping medicine to deal with a half-old child. Ruo Shigan Gang's thick-skinned face and blushed at this moment.

Gan Gang changed his mind and suddenly said to Wang Laosan, "Wang Laosan, go and see how the little beggar is doing?"

Wang Laosan is still a little shocked now. After all, the little beggar had a big impact on him just now. He cried and said in a vain, "Grandmaster, I have old men and young men, and I can't live without me at home. You can change someone..."

Gan Gang slapped Wang Laosan hard on the back of the head, "You wish you could die in the kiln all day long, and you still have the face to mention the whole family to me? Go quickly, otherwise I'll chop you up now..."

"Hey, hey, Master Gan, don't, I'll go now, go now..." Wang Laosan shouted and slowly approached the little beggar. Seeing Wang Laosan's clumsy and slowly squirming body, Gan Gang wished he could slap this guy to death. It's really shameful for me.

Gan Kan took two steps and kicked Wang Laosan out three feet away. "How far is it? It's really a big deal to get my eyes. This kid has already hit my ten-scent soft muscle santhemum, what are you afraid of..."

Gan Gang strode to Xiao Qi'er, held his breath and his whole body became tense, afraid that Xiao Qi'er would jump up and give him a chance.

Gan Gang gently kicked Xiao Qi'er with his toes, but he didn't move, and then gently lifted his toes. Xiao Qi'er turned over, but he still didn't move. It seemed that he had indeed been hit by Shixiang Soft Jin San.

"Wang Laosan, tie him up and take him away..."

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