The rise of the reborn hero

"The scholars of the Qian family are ruthless, the tributes of the Li family are vicious, and the most vicious one is the number one scholar of the Wang family."

In a newsstand that has existed for who knows how long under the old bridge in Jinmen, Diao Chan and Zhang Sitian crossed their arms and looked coldly at a middle-aged man in green postal work clothes who was arranging the newsstand and said coldly.

"do not understand what you're saying."

The man who was arranging the newsstand sorted out several newspapers and then slowly raised his head.

Without raising his head, you couldn't see the specialness of the man.

This man, who was wearing a green postal uniform from who knows how many years, looked very gentle, even He has an elegance that does not belong to the people of the market. This person who is obviously a suffering low-class person actually reveals a kind of calmness that can only be accumulated after reading thousands of books.

It's just that this person's eyes are a bit narrow and long. When he squints, Occasionally, he would show a terrifying anger.

In a word, he didn't look like an ordinary person selling newspapers at all. He should give people the impression that he should be a teacher or scholar who teaches and educates people.

But he is such a person. I have actually sold newspapers and magazines at the newsstand here for many years, so that people around here have already known this elegant and elegant man who looks like a scholar in ancient times.

"In the past twenty days, we have traveled to almost a dozen cities in three or four provinces, looking for everyone we can. Finally, we got the news about you from a sick man. This is the bad thing about your Youth Gang. , after the three tycoons arrived, they actually lost a little bit of their domineering attitude. They had to make some obscure incisions about their eight root systems. No wonder they have reached this level."

Compared to the cunning fox-like Xi Shi, Diao Chan, who is as strong as a cheetah, has always had a simple and rough style of doing things. Facing the most vicious scholar of the Qian family among the eight root systems, Zhang Sitian is already restraining his suppressed anger.

After all, Diao Chan It is very clear why his brother went to such great lengths.

The history of Jishi Hall is too long.

The word"long" is a double-edged sword for Jishi Hall.

Although the long time has made the strength of the Jishi Hall organization become more and more Although it is powerful, it also leads to the intertwining of various factions in the organization. Even those who are as powerful as Xi Shi and Zhang Yiku have their own concerns. Although

Luo Yan and Shan Hua are competing for the position of speaker They lost to Xi Shi, but they still have huge power within the organization. At least half of the people in the Twelve Golden Hairpins belong to their two factions.

What's more, now Jishitang has finally managed three foreign trade deals with the guy from the south. The boss of the district got on the line.

What if he uses his own power?

Xiaohongpao is dominating Tiannan and Haizhou, and has taken all the remaining power of the Yuanhua Gang in Fuzhou. It can be said that he has a strong army. He really wants to fight head-on. Both sides will definitely make a lot of noise, which will be very detrimental to the situation that Jishitang finally managed to open.

"I got the wrong guy."

The newsstand owner squinted at Zhang Sitian in front of him, his eyes glancing over the calluses caused by boxing on his hands.

"I got the wrong guy?"

Zhang Sitian felt the coldness hidden in the other person's eyes. He smiled coldly and threw a metal sign engraved with a flying swallow in front of the hall in front of the newsstand owner,"Back then, it was said that the Eight Roots fought with the King of Killers Wang Yaqiao. The scholar in the middle eight root system did not show up because of a prostitute. Now this Feiyan Order was given to the driver's hall by your general manager."

"Do you still recognize the rules? If so, let's have a few words. Diao Chan's tone was cold,"

If you don't recognize it, you picked up the name yourself." I can help you throw the Qian family's boning knife into the ancestral hall in Gaoxi Village, Fuzhou, which can also be regarded as an explanation for the couplet."

The shadow of a famous tree. When Zhang Yiku said these words, the expressions of the several posture boys behind him became extremely serious. There were even two men who couldn't help but touch their hands.

The newsstand owner stared at the token that was thrown in front of him, representing the glory of the Youth Gang, with an unusually complicated expression.

"The powder falls on Baihuazhou, and the fragrance lingers on Swallow Tower."

Qian Chuyi finally slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the Feiyan Token,"Are you from the Stance Hall?"

"No one can take pity on Hong Xiaoxiang. I am Diao Chan in the posture hall." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"It’s not you, I want to invite all of you eight root systems this time."

Zhang Sitian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party finally picked up the token. Even with his fierce posture, which he claimed to be the best fighter in thirty years, he was stared at by this guy with horror just now..

The posture hall invited Feiyan Ling, just to ask the Eight Roots System to help us kill someone.

Zhang Sitian waved, and a few Ma Zai following him immediately walked out dozens of meters away. Then Diao Chan lowered her voice,"Two There will be a Huakui meeting in Shencheng in a few months, and one person must die before that day"

"Such a big movement? The big shot on the mountain whom I worshiped.

Qian Chuyi said calmly,"Hong Fashan or Ge Laohui?""

"No, those people in Hongfa Mountain have already left the sea, and there are not many people left in the Ge Laohui in the southwest."Looking at this scholar from the Qian family who is still living in the world of yellowed photos, Zhang Sitian can't help but feel a little emotional about the vicissitudes of life, even though the Jishi Hall has an equally long history.

"Big waves wash over the sand, this is not the world of the past."

Zhang Sitian placed a photo on the newsstand,"The one you want to kill is Su Pingnan."

"Bai Yu is the most ruthless little red robe in the whole north!"

"What's this?"[]

Su Dingbei looked at the booklet Su Pingnan threw to him and the twelve flying knives wrapped with gold handles with confusion on his face.

"It's still an old antique with some use. Su

Pingnan replied with a smile,"It is said to be a thing passed down by Bai Taiguan. You can work hard when you have nothing to do. It's just for entertainment.""

"Somewhat useful?"

Su Dingbei opened the book that could be called an antique. The densely packed traditional Chinese characters on it made the girl frown.

"Practice brings true knowledge. Su Pingnan looked desolate,"

Back then, the Northeastern Beards and the Central Plains Bandits, including the Southwest Pao Ge Gui, were extremely powerful beings." But some of these tough enough guys died under these knives, which shows that it is of some use."

The man patted the shoulder of his sister who was wearing a sportswear and was hitting a sandbag."But don't take it too seriously. Some things are destined to be eliminated by this world."