Chapter 258 Strong "Bodyguard"

Those who were talking loudly saw that someone had joined the audience, and their voices became louder and louder, as if they were a storyteller, surrounded by hungry and thirsty listeners.

"Have you seen it? Those people would swallow fire and spit smoke. A fireball came to their mouths and kept their mouths for a long time, and then suddenly spit out a bigger fireball, and the mouth did nothing. He will also walk on the tip of the knife, roll in the oil pan, and be bare, without losing a hair!"

"Tut! What a good kung fu!"

"This is nothing! There are more powerful ones, broken stones in the chest and sucking bowls in the stomach, which are all trivial! The most powerful thing is..." It was a thin old man who opened his mouth. As he spoke, he took a sip of tea, tasted it slowly, and half closed his eyes and just made a sound.

It made those anxious listeners anxious, and a pair of curious and expectant eyes stared at the old man.

"The most powerful thing is that they stand there bare, and several people around them cut with axes. Guess what?"

"Can't you cut it?"

"It's not just that it can't be cut! The axe is rolled up!" The old man said and took another sip of tea.

Question and exclamation broke out in the crowd.

"It's amazing! Isn't it an iron man? Or is it not a human?"

"Maybe it's not human! Maybe it was bitten by a vampire! I heard that people who have been bitten by vampires will not die.

"Nonsense, that's not a dead person. How can it be called not dying?"

“......”

"Wrong!" At this time, a middle-aged man stood up and said, as if he knew astronomy and geography, "That's just magic acrobatics!" Those people have blindfolded you, so you have seen those magical things. For example, what I see is different.

"What do you see?" People curiously turned their attention to the middle-aged man. The old man who had just told the story lost the attention of the crowd in an instant. He ignited the smoke with dissatisfaction, took a few sips, spewed out thick smoke, and choked the crowd to keep coughing.

"Of course I won't be fascinated by their blindfolding. I saw that they cut the axe on the stone... Hahahaha..." The middle-aged man laughed wildly.

"So that's it. Then I won't join in the fun."

"I also gave the reward, which is really disappointing..."

"Humph..." Just as people dispersed to prepare to walk out of the teahouse, a tall and tough man appeared at the door of the teahouse. He was dressed in strange clothes, with a headscarf on his head, bare arms, and his strong chest showed developed dark muscles.

He held two cold and shining axes in his hands.

The scene suddenly became lonely, and people were too timid to come forward and stood in a daze.

"Who just said that our performance was fake?" The axe man asked fiercely.

No one in the crowd dared to speak out.

"If you have the courage to say it, you don't have the courage to stand up?" The man smiled contemptuously, "It is said that you Han people are cowards. It's true when I see you today!"

This words immediately aroused the righteous indignation of Feng Junyang. Although the people around him sent a timid message, in his opinion, this undoubtedly confirmed the words of the axe man, and the more he was afraid, the more he looked down on him.

He stepped forward and said seriously, "Just now, everyone was just talking about it. Few people saw your performance with their own eyes. If you really have the ability, show your hand in front of everyone."

The axe man saw a thin and tall young man standing up. He was sick, and he became more and more disdainful: "Your sick appearance, I'm afraid that the wind from my axe will blow you down! Let's have a stronger one!"

In the crowd for a while**, you pushed me and I squeezed you, but no one dared to go out.

"I'll do it!" The middle-aged man who had just expressed his suspicion came out with his sleeve rolled up. He blushed and said, "It was my drunken words that Chen Laosi just now. He wants to take revenge on me!"

Feng Jun raised his heart and said that he was still a man.

"Revenge?" The axe man frowned and said, "I don't want to avenge you. Just let you see it with your own eyes, no, try it yourself!"

With that, he handed the two axes to the middle-aged man's hand and pointed to his belly and said, "Come on, cut it hard!"

The middle-aged man looked at him doubt and asked, "Really?"

"Real! So many people have heard it!"

"I'm not responsible for hacking to death! Everyone, give me a testimony!" The middle-aged man suddenly came to his senses. He put down the axe, spit on the palms of his hands, rubbed his hands hard, picked up the axe on the ground, and secretly tried hard.

"I took action! One, two, three! Let's go!"

The middle-aged man shouted, stared wide, swielded the axe and cut into the belly of the axe man.

The timid among the spectators quickly blindfolded their eyes with the roar of the middle-aged man, but driven by curiosity, they had to leave a gap in their fingers and watch the axe fall, looking forward to the bloody scene.

The axe of a middle-aged man is really not light. If he is an ordinary person, he will definitely bloom, and maybe the field of green flowers will flow out.

People's hearts have also reached their throats.

"Sneer!"

With a small muffled sound, the axe touched the belly!

The middle-aged man couldn't believe his feelings. When the axe touched the man's belly, his hands suddenly became weak, as if there was a magical force, which melted his strength, and seemed to be cut into a pile of cotton, soft and full of resilience.

In a word, when his axe went down, all his power disappeared.

He softly put down the axe and muttered, "It's strange..."

"Good!" The crowd burst into crazy cheers and applause.

The axe man turned around and showed people his strong and intact abdominal muscles. Looking at people's surprised eyes, he picked up a teapot on the table and drank it all.

Then he patted his bulging belly and said helplessly, "Look, there is no leakage."

"Hahaha..." The crowd burst into kind laughter.

"Where do heroes come from?" The old man who had been watching with cold eyes just now finally opened his mouth again.

The axe man smiled and did not answer.

"What do you have to do here?" The old man was unwilling and continued to ask.

"Open a martial arts school." This time, the axe man picked up the axe on the ground, pinned it to his waist, and was about to walk out of the teahouse.

As soon as they heard about the opening of the martial arts hall, people immediately exploded. Without the sense of fear just now, they gathered around one after another and asked questions to the axe man. The scene was like a big man being interviewed.

"Where is your martial arts school?"

"What are your requirements for an apprentice?"

"Hero, I really admire your real ability. I want to learn from you."

“......”

The man with the axe was not very annoyed. He pushed away the crowd and strode away.

People shook their heads regretfully and no longer dared to catch up. They just sat down and continued to recall the wonderful scenes just now.

Feng Junyang followed the axe man. He walked very fast and walked vigorously, which made Feng Junyang very difficult. He turned a few street corners and arrived at an alley. He did not catch up and lost it.

He leaned against the wall and regretfully to rest. When he was about to return to meet the pearl, he suddenly found a pair of big feet in front of him.

"Say, what are you doing with me?"

It turned out to be an axe man. He stood there without changing his face and looked at Feng Junyang with questioning eyes.

"Are you from Yunnan?" Feng Junyang looked at the color of his clothes and the ornaments on his body and asked.

"Anyway, I'm not from Han."

"If I guess correctly, you are from the axe gang." Feng Junyang said, "Your ornaments, your axe, and your words and deeds remind me of another person..."

The axe man was stunned and whispered, "Who are you? How do you know the Axe Gang?

"Then you have to tell me whether you are from the Axe Gang or not."

"You are awesome!" The man shook two axes, took a step closer, and said mysteriously, "I'm Yan'an, the leader of the axe gang who frightened those mad dogs."

Feng Junyang laughed: "You are a fake!"

The man was shocked and asked, "Do you know the goods?" So what do you think is the real product?

"The real axe master, young and handsome, with clear eyebrows, how can he look as reckless as you?" Feng Junyang said with a smile, "You are too unprofessional to pretend."

Who would have expected that the axe man's pliers-like hand grabbed Feng Junyang and was excited: "Tell me quickly, where is our master now?"

"Aren't you the master?"

"Brother, brother! I'm kidding. In the Axe Gang, it's not my turn to be the master. We are looking for our master. There is something urgent!"

"Are all your people who appear in Wanhu City to sell art today?"

"Yes, that's right."

"What are you doing in Wanhu City?"

"Find a helper!"

"Do you need so many people to find a master?"

"Hey! I said I answered so many questions from you, but you haven't replied to me yet. Where is our master? The axe man didn't want to.

"Then answer me first. What else do you have so many people coming here besides looking for the master?" Feng Junyang wanted to ask the bottom. He knew that the axe man was eager to know the whereabouts of Yan'an, and maybe he would say anything.

"This... Naturally, I won't say this until I see the master. Otherwise, I won't say it if you kill me."

"I'll kill you?" Feng Junyang looked helpless, "If you don't kill me, you will accumulate virtue."

"Don't force me. Each line has its own rules. Since we have taken over the task, we have to keep it secret for the employer. Don't ask. I will naturally say it when I see our master." The axe man is really a master with developed limbs and a simple mind. In one sentence, Feng Junyang roughly knows the purpose of their trip.

What secret task did they receive? This task is of great importance, using so many people to find the whereabouts of Yan'an.

Because before Yan'an left Yunnan, he intended to disband the axe gang, but the brothers in the gang refused and promised to let Yan'an go free. He would not come forward to deal with the affairs of the gang until the critical moment.

"Okay, I won't force you to ask you. I still have something to do now. When I'm done, I'll take you to Yan'an. Feng Junyang said and walked back to himself.

"No!" The axe man followed closely, "I won't let you go. I want to follow you to see if you are lying to me. I can wait for you to do something. Don't worry, I'll stand far away and I won't disturb you.

Feng Junyang smiled bitterly and said, "You are famous now. If you follow me like this, people think I am your leader. If someone comes to provoke me, won't I die?"

"Then I'm your bodyguard." The axe man said shamelessly.