Peerless Pirates

Several customers who were eating noodles in the store saw this situation and hurriedly got up and ran out of the store. The store owner didn't care about this anymore. He hurriedly came out from behind the counter and repeatedly handed over his hands: "Hong Ye, Chang Ye, Xiaodian."

The profit is so small that I really can’t get any money out of it. How about the two young men eating a bowl of noodles in a small shop, and the shop promises that as long as the two young men come, they will never charge for noodles?”

The younger one looked at the older one, and when he saw the older one folding his arms and just sneering, he turned around and grabbed the old man's collar, "Stop doing this to me, and get the money quickly!"

Song Zheng didn't want to deal with such trivial matters, but he still owed someone a bowl of noodles, and seeing the old man's panic, he couldn't bear it. He took a step forward and said, "If you have something to say, why bother?" Then

When the young man saw Song Zheng, his expression immediately changed and he let go of his hand. The older one spoke at this time: "Hey, whose crotch is not clamped tightly and you are exposed?"

The younger one quickly winked at him, but the older one didn't even notice. When Song Zheng saw the other party swearing, he immediately sneered and said: "Of course it's your grandma." The older one's expression changed immediately, and he rushed forward with a fist. Seeing that

He actually knew some martial arts skills. How could Song Zheng notice him? He wrapped the opponent's wrist and twisted his body half a circle, then raised his foot and kicked the opponent's butt. The man screamed.

With a sound, he fell to the ground.

Song Zheng looked at the younger one, who immediately knelt down with a plop: "Teacher Song, students don't dare to do it anymore, please let us go!"

Song Zheng was stunned, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Are you a student of the martial arts academy?"

The man hurriedly said: "The younger one is a student from the martial arts academy. My name is... Gao Qichang. I saw your heroic appearance at the martial arts academy training ground three days ago. The students didn't know you were in the store, so why did you invite me?

You are so noble!"

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth turned up and he said: "The fact that there are students like you in the martial arts academy really brings glory to the martial arts academy! I heard that there is a saying that says, 'The students in the martial arts academy are really busy, fighting, being arrogant, and playing hooligans.' That's right

Aren’t you talking about you?”

Gao Qichang hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy. He had seen Song Zheng alone, and he had tidied up the entire three groups of students. How dare he be so arrogant. The older one got up, covering his right wrist with his left hand, shocked and angry.

He stared at Song Zheng. Song Zheng ignored him, pulled up a chair next to him, sat down on his back, and said to Gao Qichang with a cold face: "Why do you do this kind of thing?"

Gao Qichang hurriedly glanced at the older man, and the man kicked his eyes. Gao Qichang hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to speak any more. Song Zheng glanced at the man, and the man was a bit cruel, and even confronted Song Zheng.

Look. Song Zheng sneered: "What's the matter, you're still not convinced?" He stood up. The man hurriedly turned around and ran out of the house, shouting, "Song, wait!" Song Zheng walked forward.

After a few steps, the man turned around in fright and ran away.

The store owner and the waiter were stunned. They never thought that the young man they suspected of eating the Overlord meal was actually an instructor from the martial arts academy! And it only took one move to knock down the feared "Master Hong" to the ground. The store owner

He hurriedly turned the chair over, wiped it again, and asked the waiter to pour tea. Song Zheng smiled and said, "Don't bother me, I'll leave after I've asked the question. I'll bring you the money another day. What do you think?"

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The store owner hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, Professor Song, please take a seat quickly."

After Song Zheng sat down again, he straightened his face again: "Gao Qichang, stand up and speak!" Gao Qichang raised his head and glanced at Song Zheng, but did not dare to stand up. Song Zheng no longer let him go, but crossed his legs

, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Gao Qichang was honest and told the story exactly. It turned out that Gao Qichang's family was in the gouache business, and the family was not short of money, otherwise he would not have gone to the martial arts academy. Unfortunately, Gao Qichang had no interest in going to school, and instead often talked to the street

The gangsters on the street got together. This group of gangsters was called the "Iron Dragon Gang" and hung around the Xingyuan Gambling House not far away every day. A year ago, the "Iron Dragon Gang" got help from a "big shot" and it only took two days.

Within a few months, he unified various small gangs in the entire Mizhou City and became the only big gang. This big shot also divided the "Iron Dragon Gang" into four gangs: southeast, northwest and northwest, and set up "gang masters" to deal with those who did not

Some shops in Genji extorted money and handed over all the money, and then distributed some to various halls. Gao Qichang belonged to Dongtangkou, and the "Hong Ye" was Zhou Dahong, the "deputy hall master" of Dongtangkou.

This group of people usually acts at the end of the month to ask for "member money." This time, however, it was Gao Qide, the master of the East Hall, who followed orders from above and sent them to specifically ask for money from the Shanxi Noodle House.

Hearing this, Song Zheng noticed something unusual. It was clearly not the end of the month for collecting money, but this group of people chose to ask for money when he was eating noodles in Shanxi Noodle House. Could it be that they were targeting him? But he had never provoked him.

Can you pass them? Song Zheng pondered for a while and asked: "Where is the origin of the big shot you mentioned?"

Gao Qichang said: "The students don't know, and they have only seen it once. This big shot is very powerful. It turns out that the largest gang in Michigan is the 'Black Tiger Gang' in the west city, and the leader is called Scar Lao San. Last year, May Dao

Scar Laosan disappeared suddenly and was later found dead in a smelly ditch in the west of the city. It is said that he was killed by this big shot."

Song Zheng nodded and then asked: "What does this big shot look like? When did you meet him?"

"When the students met him, it was at the end of last year. Yes, just after the Little New Year, on the night of the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, the church leader Gao Qide took Zhou Dahong and me to the Sihai Restaurant to attend a gathering. There were four halls in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

The principal and deputy heads of the hall were all gone. Since the student was related to Gao Qide, he also took me along. However, I was not qualified to enter the room where they were gathering, so I waited outside. When they came out later,

I took a look outside the room. I knew all the other people, except for a big man in his thirties who looked angry. Later I asked Gao Qide and he said that that man was the big shot we were talking about, and everyone called him '

Seventh Master'."

"Seventh Master?" Song Zheng was a little confused: "What are the characteristics of this Seventh Master?"

"About thirty years old, wearing black clothes, and looking very tall, among other things..." Gao Qichang thought for a while, then gestured with his hands, and suddenly said: "By the way, his left hand doesn't have a little finger."

Song Zheng was startled and asked: "How do you know?"

Gao Qichang said: "At that time, he was waving goodbye to everyone, and I happened to see him."

Song Zheng's heart tightened, and he remembered the conversation he heard that night at the Jinshan Inn in Huangya Town: Lao Qi and Lao Ba from the Mizhou Dark Eagle, because they robbed an extra thirty taels of silver and put it in their pockets.

He also harmed his daughter, burned down his house, and had a finger cut off by the boss of the Secret Eagles in Michigan. He almost immediately concluded that the "Seventh Master" of the Iron Dragon Gang was the seventh in the Secret Eagles in Michigan. Through

Control the Iron Dragon Gang to collect money.

Why are Dark Eagle's people testing him? Could it be that they have already suspected him? It doesn't look like it? They had a shopping spree with the Imperial City Division's people last night! Song Zheng thought about it and suddenly discovered a flaw,

At that time, when he, Shi Cunbao, Bei Leye and others were staying at the Jinshan Inn in Huangya Town, there was a big commotion because of the missing money. Song Jue wrote a letter at that time and asked the owner of the inn to hand it over to local officials.

If the State Dark Eagle investigates, it will not be difficult to find out this matter.

Three days ago, he was teaching three groups of students in the martial arts academy. The news about his good skills must have been known to many people outside the martial arts academy. Could it be that the Mizhou Dark Eagle suspected him and therefore sent someone to test him? He swaggered from

There is no guarantee that Dark Eagle's people will not find traces when entering and exiting the garrison, so it is not surprising that they can find Shanxi Noodle House.

Seeing that Song Zheng had not spoken for a long time, Gao Qichang called out "Song Jiaoxi" tentatively. Song Zheng came to his senses, looked at Gao Qichang and said, "Let's go. If someone asks you what you said, you can say anything else.

But don’t mention a word about that ‘Seventh Master’, otherwise, your life will be lost. You must remember this, do you understand?”

Seeing Song Zheng's solemn face, Gao Qichang nodded hurriedly. Song Zheng waved his hand, Gao Qichang stood up, bowed and walked away in a hurry. Song Zheng said to the shopkeeper and waiter who were already hiding in the corner.

: "Old man, second brother, you have heard what I just said. This matter is not trivial. If anyone comes to inquire, just say that as soon as you heard about the 'Iron Dragon Gang', you were so frightened that you hid aside. Nothing else.

Hear. Do you understand?"

The shopkeeper and the waiter nodded hurriedly. Song Zheng said: "The less you know about some things, the safer you are. I should understand!" The shopkeeper said: "Song Jiaoxi, we have all remembered your words."

Song Zheng suddenly smiled and said: "Old man, don't panic, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and you will have a good life. In addition, I will tell you all to restrain the students from the martial arts academy and prevent them from causing trouble in your store.

I can rest assured about this."

The shop owner hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Professor Song. Look, we didn't expect you to be a teacher from the Wushu Academy. We hope you will understand the money issue just now."

Song Zheng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I will send the money another day."

Without waiting for the store owner to be polite, Song Zheng waved his hand and turned around and left the noodle shop. For safety reasons, he walked on the main road, so that he would not be easily intercepted by the Tielong Gang. Otherwise, once he walked into a less crowded area,

The alley is very likely to be blocked, and it will be difficult to escape without using the fish intestine sword.

Even so, not long after he came out of the noodle shop, he found that six or seven people were wearing clothes on him. These people were more than ten feet away from him, and their waists were bulging, so they were obviously hiding something.

Song Zheng walked west along the road until he reached Wenwu Street, which runs north to south, and then turned north. Although it was a holiday day, there were not many people on Wenwu Street. There were only three or two students returning to the college occasionally. They must have been students.

After shopping around all morning, everyone had already returned to the hospital.

When there was still more than a mile away from the Wenyuan, fifteen or sixteen people came out of the alley on the side, holding short or long sticks in their hands, and stopped more than ten feet away from him, sealing him.

The road is dead. (Please comment, please flowers, please vote, please also ask for bricks)