Infinite Script Killing

Hello everyone, my name is A Bin, and everyone on the street calls me Brother Bin.

Grandpa Hu from the Yixing Gang was my adoptive father. Because I had learned some kung fu in my early years and was very courageous, I quickly became my adoptive father’s right-hand man.

I thought I would become bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

Until now...

"Master Du, drink tea!"

A Bin knelt on the ground, carefully took the tea cup, and brought it to the fierce-looking man in front of him.

I cast a careful sidelong glance at this man, feeling that his arrogant face was getting more and more fierce.

He only waited for the other party to take the tea cup, throw the tea lid aside, and drink all the tea in one breath. Then he raised his head and looked at the fat and big-eared head in front of him.

"Ah~poof!"

After spitting a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground, Xu Tong cleared his throat: "Do you accept it? If you don't accept it, go and call someone else."

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

A Bin was confused. He had seen the strength of this man and would not dare to do anything if he had a hundred more courages.

"Okay, you go ahead, I like it. I will take care of this land from now on, and you guys will pay me as usual every month!"

A Bin's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He was really afraid of what would happen. He had seen some violent people, but he had never seen such violent and unreasonable people. How could he come to rob her so directly?

Suddenly he looked confused: "But... there's... there's Grandpa up there."

"What about grandpa and grandma? I don't care about what you guys are doing. If he is not convinced, I will go find him now."

After saying that, he took Abin's arm and asked him to lead the way.

"No, grandpa...over there...ahhhhh..."

Before Abin finished speaking, his whole body was shaking with pain. Xu Tong pinched his joints with one hand and twisted his fingers slightly, causing most of the bones in Abin's body to twist as if he was in unbearable pain.

Looking back, he saw a bit of a sinister smile on Xu Tong's horizontal face: "If there's anything I can't do, I'll do it if I say so!"

There was nothing else A Bin could do at this time, so he forced himself to walk in front and lead Xu Tong.

In fact, there was no need for Xu Tong to look for him. The younger brother, who was already aware of the situation, ran back to report the news.

When Xu Tong dragged A Bin all the way to the Yixing Gang, the leader of the Yixing Gang, Mr. Hu, was already sitting at the door waiting for Xu Tong.

Mr. Tiger, who is in his forties, looks a bit like Sammo Hung in the movie at first glance. Although he is older, no one in the world dares to take a chance on him.

When he learned that Xu Tong had chosen one of his disciples and was heading towards him menacingly, Mr. Hu's face inevitably showed a bit of a sneer.

In the past few years, he had seen many Jianghu people from the mainland. Some of them wanted to be gangsters, but in the end they did not survive the next day.

Today he wanted to see what kind of hero was coming.

I saw Mr. Hu sitting on the Taishi's chair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand. When he saw Xu Tong pulling A Bin over, his eyes and brows furrowed, and his heart inevitably trembled.

He was also a member of the Lian family. When he saw Xu Tong walking towards him with murderous intent, he knew that the other party was not some gangster.

Looking at the middle-aged man on the left, I saw that he was also serious and silent, and the bad feeling in my heart inevitably became a little stronger.

"Master Hu, this is a tough problem. Do you want to ask Brother No. 1 to help?"

The person who spoke was lean and had a mustache. His name was Hu San, and he was the white paper fan in the gang.

The so-called white paper fan, also known as Chuan Dou Shi or Mr., is not only responsible for the operation of the gang, but also the master of the gang, representing the gang to "tell the numbers"

"Courtesy first, then attack!"

Master Hu nodded and motioned for Hu San to go up and speak first. Hu San responded, stepped forward, and raised his hand towards Xu Tong, but before he could say anything, Xu Tong glanced at Hu San impatiently: "Get out!"

After saying that, without waiting for Hu San's reaction, he slapped her. Hu San's thin body could not withstand such a slap.

Even with Xu Tongliu's strength, he was stunned and was thrown away. His head hit the white wall, and his brains collapsed on the spot.

This made Mr. Hu and the others' eyes turn red instantly. They had seen such violence before, but they had never seen such violence before. They dropped the teapot in their hands and said, "I'm so embarrassed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man next to him in a green coat rushed forward like a gust of wind, approaching Xu Tong. He turned sideways and raised his left fist from below like a hammer to hit Xu Tong's temple. !

This is the ultimate move of Yan Qing Quan, Chun Yan returns to her nest.

This person is a member of the Yixing Gang, his name is Qiao Jingsheng. He has been practicing martial arts in Tianjin since he was a child. He has been immersed in martial arts for more than ten years. He is qualified to open a martial arts gym in any boxing gym in Hong Kong.

The moment he strikes out, it is a killing move. The move is sharp and fast, as fast as the wind. Two digits of people have died from this move.

But today Qiao Jingsheng met the wrong person. Qiao Jingsheng might never have imagined that he, a boxing practitioner who has been practicing boxing for more than ten years, would meet a cultivator today before he could shine in the literature.

Faced with the powerful punch, Xu Tong just kicked out lightly. It was obviously an afterthought, but in the eyes of outsiders, it looked more like Qiao Jingsheng straightened his waist and turned around on his own. Same as going up.

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", Qiao Jingsheng flew out like a green onion. Before his feet even landed, he felt that his internal organs were twisted into a mess.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spit out, and the person fell to the ground, already dead.

This time Master Hu and others were dumbfounded.

A Bin, who was still being pinched by Xu Tong's hand, was even more honest. Everyone knew Master Qiao's kung fu. He could break a tree as thick as a bowl with one punch. Today, he was kicked by someone. Hell, this disparity in strength is a bit exaggerated.

At this time, Mr. Hu calmed down and waved his hand to signal everyone to step back. He raised his fist and cupped his hand. He didn't even say bad words and said bluntly: "Who are you? If there is anything wrong with our Yixing Gang, If you don’t live in a place, just ask for money and give people money!”

Xu Tong let go of A Bin and patted A Bin on the shoulder: "I want him to be the boss!"

"ah??"

A Bin was still rubbing his arms. He didn't expect Xu Tong to say such a word out of the blue, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Hearing this, Mr. Tiger stared at A Bin: "You're a street kid, I'm so good to you, you want to be the second or fifth son!"

"no no!"

A Bin wanted to explain, but Xu Tong patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the Taishi chair behind Master Hu: "He can sit in this position, and so can you. Grandpa Du supports you, and I will kill anyone who disobeys!"

Hearing this, Master Hu sneered, patted his chest, looked around everyone, and then pointed at Xu Tong:

"Du, if you want this position, I will give it to you, but if you want this second-year-old to sit in my position, why should he? Being the boss means loyalty, financial resources, and a black horse. The first brother is my backer. , If you don’t have these, I’ll give it to you and ask him if he’s good enough!”

As soon as Mr. Hu finished speaking, as if to confirm his words, he heard a rush of footsteps in the distance.

Soon two police cars, with their alarm bells flashing, were heading this way. A group of British soldiers holding muskets quickly rushed out of the cars and surrounded everyone.

A British sergeant opened the door and stepped out of the car.

When Mr. Tiger saw the sergeant chief, his smile became even stronger. He walked quickly to his side and handed a piece of gold to the sergeant chief. Then he pointed at Xu Tong. Needless to say, the black muzzle of the gun was facing him instantly. Target Xu Tong and A Bin.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you have great martial arts skills. With so many guns pointed at you, what can you do? You must be so powerful with a big sword, but you won't die under a foreign gun!"

Master Hu became arrogant and even mentioned the name of Big Sword King Wu. In fact, he only saw it from the newspaper. He was quite sorry at the time. He heard people in the church say that this man was already a master. If he had been born a hundred years earlier, he would have been able to advance. Enter the court and become an official, and when you retire, you can live freely in the world.

It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time and encountered a great change that has never happened in a century. This world is no longer the world of those who practice martial arts.

"Master Hu, I...I'm so humble!"

A Bin's face suddenly turned pale when he saw these black muzzles.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't stand up to this foreigner's musket.

Seeing Master Hu's arrogant and domineering appearance, Xu Tong sneered: "Then how much do you pay these foreign masters in a month?"

"Hmph, not much, just tens of thousands of silver dollars."

The silver dollar that Mr. Hu is talking about is a token issued by the New Territories Bank. It is neither British pound nor Hong Kong dollar.

But it can be exchanged for silver.

Tens of thousands of silver dollars are enough to exchange for ten thousand taels of silver.

It can be seen that the business of the Yixing Gang is indeed not small, otherwise I am afraid that I would not be able to spend so much money to honor these foreign adults.

Xu Tong sneered when he heard this: "It turns out that after all, you are also a slave who kneels to make money."

Master Hu's mouth twitched when he heard this, and when he was about to speak, he saw Xu Tong walking forward and saying as he walked: "I also like making money, but I prefer to make money while standing!"

As he said that, he walked up to the foreign-nosed sergeant. Suddenly, the black gun was pointed at Xu Tong's head. Xu Tong calmly raised his hand, and a ring appeared on his rough finger. Extremely dazzling.

"No!"

Seeing the ring, the originally absent-minded Yang Nozhi suddenly widened his eyes and quickly waved his hand to the surrounding soldiers to put down their guns.

Then he walked quickly to the ring, looked at the ring carefully, and tried to ask, "Who are you and why do you have this ring!"

"Mr. Simon, what are you..."

When Master Hu saw this, he suddenly felt bad. He hurriedly followed him and took a look, secretly complaining.

Mr. Hu has been walking in the world for many years and is not a fool. When he saw Xu Tong showing off the ring confidently, he knew that this ring must have a great origin.

He immediately shouted: "He stole it, he must have stolen it. Look at his poor appearance, this is definitely not his thing!"

However, Xu Tong did not defend this. He just put his hand on his chest, made a sign of the cross, and then said: "Bishop Anlitate can prove my identity!"

When the foreign-nosed sergeant heard the name, he immediately stood in awe. Not everyone knew Anritat's name.

Xu Tong handed the ring to Yangbi: "Any bishop in the church can prove it for me!"

After speaking, Xu Tong pointed at Lord Tiger and said, "Please arrest this sinner. He has blasphemed the Lord and is disrespectful to the church!"

Hearing this, Yang Zi turned back to look at Master Hu, then waved his hand, and the muzzle of the gun that was originally pointed at Xu Tong was raised again, but this time it was pointed at Master Hu's forehead...

At the last minute, I finally caught up.