The life of a martial arts escort from Longmen

Chapter 44 Knife
The gatekeepers were not fools either, and after feeling the true meaning of Uncle Gong's martial arts, they began to think about it.

One of them ran to the city, apparently to inform the higher-level steward.

Not long after, I saw a middle-aged man walking out. The few strands of white hair on his forehead looked a bit old-fashioned. His left hand was tucked into his sleeve. He always wore a hypocritical smile, making him feel easy to get along with.

"With the arrival of the fire dragon gun, our Wanma hall will be full of glory."

Ma Kongqun soon came in front of several people.

Uncle Gong is well-informed, and the politeness on his face is revealed on the surface.

"Master Ma, we want to come here to rest overnight, and I hope it will be convenient."

"Why did Grandmaster Gong make such a statement, please go ahead, please go ahead."

"Master Jiao Ma, you can take the distinguished guests down. I have something to do here so I'll do it first."

"Yes, Hall Master."

Li Nan and the others followed Boss Jiao to Wanmatang's guest room.

As soon as you enter Wanma Hall, you can see the hall facing the entrance. Although the hall is only about ten feet wide, it is unimaginably long.

If a person wants to walk from the door to the other end, it may take a thousand or two thousand steps.

On the wall on the left side of the hall, there are paintings of thousands of galloping horses, some neighing, some flying their manes and raising their hooves. Each horse has a different look, and each horse is painted vividly and extremely handsome.

On the other side of the whitewashed wall, there are only three big characters taller than a person, dripping with ink, flamboyant and flying.

"Wanmatang".

In the center of the hall, there is only a long white wooden table, which looks like a street, and can accommodate people to gallop on the table.

On both sides of the table, there are at least three hundred white wooden chairs.

Cai Badou was about to open his mouth to sigh when he saw this scene, but was interrupted by Qiu Yingluo, who had quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Brother Dou, don't be ashamed, go quickly."

As he spoke, he picked up Cai Badou and followed Boss Jiao.

"Everyone, this is the place. Call me if you have anything to do. I'll be right there."

After speaking, Boss Jiao left respectfully.

There are neither exquisite furnishings nor gorgeous decorations in this room. Everything is simple and elegant, which makes people feel respectful.

The six people divided the rooms, and Li Nan saw Fu Hongxue again when he was wandering outside.

He stood under the moonlight, holding the pitch-black knife, expressionless on his pale and bloodless face.

"Fu Hongxue? What are you doing here?"

Li Nan didn't hide it, and asked directly.

Who would have thought that Fu Hongxue gave Li Nan a cold look, but did not speak.

"Little Nanzi, don't worry about him, he's just dumb."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind Li Nan, and Li Nan was the first to think of that person when he heard the name "Little Nanzi".

Looking back, I saw the iconic four eyebrows.

"I said, why are you here, you little chick?"

Li Nan refuses to admit defeat and fights against Lu Xiaofeng.

Snapped!
Lu Xiaofeng didn't mind the low temperature in the border desert at night, so he beat the paper fan and joked, "If you can come, why can't I?"

From Lu Xiaofeng, Li Nan knew that the appeal of this beggar gang was indeed very strong.

All the famous forces in the world have been invited by the Beggar Clan, and both black and white are selling him face.

Lu Xiaofeng, a romantic knight who loves to join in the fun, will definitely not miss this opportunity.

It was late at night, and Ma Kongqun sent someone to invite Uncle Gong to the banquet. Uncle Gong wanted to consolidate his realm, but he hesitated and refused.

And it's better for the bodyguard not to eat the food given by others while walking outside.

But after all, they are in the business of bodyguards, if they sternly refuse, it will leave a bad impression on the master, and if the bodyguards still do business here in the future, it may be difficult to do well.

Uncle Gong's tone was more tactful, and he wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect Boss Jiao's attitude to be so firm.

Uncle Gong had no choice but to let Li Nan go to the banquet instead of him. For this reason, Qiu Yingluo gave Li Nan a supercilious look, which made Li Nan a little embarrassed.

In the past few days, many heroes and heroes in the Daming Rivers and Lakes are going to participate in the Heroes Conference of the Beggars' Clan.

So Li Nan couldn't help but sigh in his heart as soon as he entered the door.

Hundreds of white jade chairs were filled with people, and the food on the table could not be seen at a glance.

The food is fragrant and the food and wine are delicious.

"Today, Wanmatang is honored to be able to invite all young heroes, and it is also my honor, Ma Kongqun..."

Ma Kongqun kept trying to recruit some masters, wanted to strengthen Wanmatang, and also wanted to give himself a sense of security.

Li Nan found Lu Xiaofeng at the end of the banquet, just in time to see him having a drink with someone who looked a little familiar.

"Little Phoenix, did you drink it after seeing you for a while?"

"Brother Nan is here too, come together."

As he spoke, he waved to Li Nan and motioned for them to join him.

Li Nan also became interested, and soon sat next to Lu Xiaofeng.

Seeing Li Nan, Niu Cong smiled brightly and asked, "Brother, do you still remember me?"

Li Nan looked at Niu Cong's muscular physique and saw the small vest with printed swords on him again, feeling dazed.

"Oh, you were the person who asked for directions a few days ago."

Niu Cong just wanted to touch his bald head, but he gave up when he saw the oil in his hand.

"You were also disarmed?" Niu Cong suddenly asked curiously.

Li Nan suddenly remembered that he saw weapons hanging on the wall at the door, and asked doubtfully: "I didn't bring any weapons, why were you all disarmed?"

Several people nodded.

Ma Kongqun came down from the first seat, holding a glass of wine with a smile.

"Brother Ye, let me toast you."

At this time, the outside door was suddenly opened, and the howling desert wind blew the man's messy hair.

Fu Hongxue walked over step by step with a limp.

Suddenly a bearded man with a desert scimitar came out.

"No one can enter Wanma Hall with a knife."

Everyone's attention was drawn to the past.

Fu Hongxue said coldly: "Aren't you human?"

As he said this, he turned his back and was about to leave.

"You have to go and put down the knife before you can go!"

Gongsun Duan raised the desert scimitar in his hand to his chest.

Fu Hongxue stopped for a moment, and his hand holding the scabbard tightened a little.Asked: "Who said this?"

"The knife in my hand said so."

"But that's not what the knife in my hand says."

After the words closed, Fu Hongxue's eyes narrowed, and he turned sideways to avoid Gongsun Duan's surprise attack.

Draw the knife and unsheath it.

No one could clearly see what his knife looked like, only saw that the arm of a horse master in Wanmatang was cut off in the next second.

Fu Hongxue shot again like lightning, and stretched his right arm towards the other Ma Shi who made the shot, and unexpectedly rolled the long machete into scrap metal.

Gongsun Duan was dissatisfied and wanted to make a move, when Ma Kongqun suddenly shouted: "Stop."

"Hall Master..."

Gongsun Duan saw Ma Kongqun waving his hand, signaling to back down, he hesitated to speak.

Without saying a word, Fu Hongxue walked slowly to Li Nan's side and sat down calmly.

"Lu Xiaofeng, can you catch this knife?" Li Nan asked suddenly.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Fu Hongxue's pitch-black knife and smiled.

He poured himself a glass of wine and said nothing, but Li Nan could see the myriad of thoughts in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)