Chapter 2 Long time no see

The Sixth Congress of Southern China.

The Huafeng Association, the Money Association, the Flying Dragon Association, the Red Clothes Association, the Ten Flag Association, and the Iron Sword Association are all powerful gangs in Southern Shenzhou. Since Tiangangmen was born and swept South China by great means, they have supported these six major gangs.

Although the Sixth Congress belongs to Tiangan, they do not get along well with each other. For example, this money will have some hatred and entanglement with Huafeng. At the same time, only money and Huafeng will be in the Sanshan area.

As one of the people at the top of Tiangan Gate, they naturally know this, so they will be so disdainful of Huafeng if they don't do it.

"Brother Duan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Li Shuting, the young master of the Iron Palm Gang, was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his hand to say hello. Duan Wuchen did not shirk the hurry, and Shi Ran accepted it. This is what a faction should look like. The Money Gang is the largest money gang in Nanshenzhou. The money bank is like Xinghe Rob, and Tonghai Qianzhuang is the industry of the Money Club. At the beginning, Ren Xu was still in Tonghai Qianzhuang.

The so-called money can be divine, but in front of such a rich owner, it should also be respectful.

However, Huafenghui was not so angry. The woman in purple snorted and took a step forward. Only when she did this did she see the real appearance of this woman. Her skin was like water, white and red, and her appearance was beautiful. However, think about it, it is true that such a big gang as the Sixth Congress has a lot of money, from snacks to live in, and all kinds of spirits. The medicine is provided. Can it not be beautiful?

"Why, Huafeng will also want to take action with Miss Xiao?"

When Duan Wuchen spoke, he deliberately or unintentionally glanced at him. The woman in yellow who had done it before also pouted and retreated. Obviously, she was not a brainless woman. She knew what could provoke and what she could not be provoked. However, if she knew her identity, she would be more scared.

"I heard that the money handed down by Duan Shao's family has been refined, but I really want to know about it."

The woman in purple also said simply and greeted directly. As soon as she didn't do anything, she only saw the wind in front of her. The woman in purple sleeves were elegant, and her jade fingers had come to the dust-free eyebrows quickly!

Once you take action, it's a killing move!

Duan Wuchen's eyes stared, and the other party's finger had not yet touched him, but the wind pressed him so hard that he could not move. It seemed that as long as he moved, he would find a thunderbolt hit! But if you don't move, you will die!

The critical moment!

"Good! Good!"

With a long sigh, the woman in purple stopped her hand, Duan Wuchen also stepped back two steps, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

I saw a monk standing behind the people with his hands folded, with a dignified and slightly fat face.

In Ren Xu's understanding, Zen Buddhism is equivalent to the original world, and what Ren Xu does not know is that the classics and transactions of Buddhism are also abnormally similar. This can only be summed up in the original understanding of all things.

"What does the master want to do?"

Looking at the monk, the woman in purple, Miss Xiao said something that made her not roll her eyes. She quietly appeared behind several people and stopped Miss Xiao with a threatening breath. It must be a plan. Although Zen disciples have always been magnanimous, they can see the ordinary monk in front of them. There is a demon smell, which is a strange temperament that has killed many people...

"The blood monk is a friend of Mr. Duan, the master of the money club."

The monk walked behind Duan Wuchen and narrowed his eyes and opened his eyes. The young master of the Iron Palm Gang immediately exclaimed. The blood monk was also a famous person on the Dragon and Tiger List. Although the younger generation was not convinced by the Dragon and Tiger List, it was not mediocre who could be on the list, and this blood monk was originally the White Dragon Temple of Zenmen. The monk later committed a big precept, so he betrayed the White Dragon Temple and threw himself into the Devil's Gate. He became a demon-like monk. His heart was very fierce. When he killed people, whether he was old or young, whether he could do martial arts or not, he was simply a madman.

"If you want to quarrel, go somewhere else!"

Although he was pressed by Yibu, his hand was still placed on the package, faintly echoing the magic soldiers in the package. The blood monk's eyes flashed, but he felt the evil spirit of the mysterious weapons in the package and narrowed his eyes again.

"Guys, when the Yang Qunying meeting is about to start, and only five days later, the alliance will inevitably be inseparable. Why don't you break it then?"

A sound suddenly came from the seat on the second floor. Several people looked up, but it was a young man who was crossing/sitting (I...) on the railing. He looked magnificent and was also a talent of dragons and tigers.

Among the onlookers, there are also many other Shenzhou gangs. As soon as they see these young people's posture, they can't help sighing.

"Hmm, Brother Li, let's go."

Miss Xiao is not a fool. Naturally, she knows that their best stage is the martial arts when Yang is allied. Anyway, sooner or later, a fight is also an option at that time. As soon as the group of people left, Duan Wuchen disappeared, and the young man on the second floor walked back happily.

"A bunch of waste."

The second time, he let go of the hand pressed on the package and hummed. He waved his hand and asked Xiao Er to come and clean up the table and prepare to pay the bill to leave. Just now, the woman of the Iron Palm Gang made a scene, which made their clothes dirty and looked embarrassed, but it was in line with the image of the bitter master in the cracks of several major gangs.

"Oh."

As soon as he stood up, he noticed the group passing outside the restaurant. The familiar appearance made his pupils contract uncontrollably, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Second, this time it's lively."

"Fuck, don't call me second!"

It turned out that outside this restaurant, on the street of Dangyang Town, a group of people were passing by. It was Ren Xu!

The long hair and thin rope were tied up and looked relaxed. Ren Xu walked at the front of the team, followed by a hundred miles of sky, Bai Qiaoqiao, seven knives condemned, and the fat monk of the ancient temple. At the end of the team was Lu Yun, the descendant of the dead red old ghost, and Li Yang, the descendant of Mr. Yu.

The seven people in the group have different demeanors. Today, they are still dressed in white. They and Li Yang are the objects of attention of many girls, and the seven knives are always cold, which also attracts the attention of many people. Bai Qiaoqiao holds a string of sugar-coated haws in his hand, while Ren Xu is always casual. As for Lu Yun, that A gloomy guy has always been the object of neglect...

"Finally, we have arrived in Dangyang Town. It really lives up to its reputation."

Ren Xu was dazzled along the way. Although Dangyang Town is not as good as Nanyang, it is also quite distinctive, and there are many merchants and warriors who come and go. He was amazed by the various characteristics of the mainland of China on the road. However, just as he was about to go to a stall with handmade gadgets in front of him, he was blocked.

"Long time no see."

said without smiling.