cross the interceptor

Chapter 47

"The rules of the beggar gang, one commandment is against bullying teachers and destroying ancestors, the second commandment is commandment against surrendering to the country and treason, the third commandment is commandment against harming innocent people, the fourth commandment is commandment against sexual abuse of women and children, the fifth commandment is commandment against brotherhood, the sixth commandment is commandment against stealing and plundering, the seventh commandment is commandment against promiscuity with bandits, and the eight commandment is commandment against bullying the weak." , the Nine Commandments have no promises, the Ten Commandments are extortion... ".

In this dimly lit room, Hong Qigong's voice seemed so solemn and solemn, so majestic but inviolable, a huge righteousness of heaven and earth spread in this small room, and in the dim Under the bright lights, Hong Qigong's figure looked so sacred, so upright and awe-inspiring.

"Our Beggar Gang is known as the largest gang in the world. It is famous all over the world, and it is powerful all over the world. There is no rule without rules. From the day when the first gang leader, the old man, established the gang, we have laid down these laws of ten poverty, eight essentials, and ten commandments. , Today, the rules of the beggar gang are abolished, the law does not exist, the faith is not kept, and the conscience is completely devoid of, I, Hong Qi, as the leader of the gang, perform the duties of the elders of law enforcement, please use the sword... ".

With a sound from Cho Lang Lang, Hong Qigong took out three extremely sharp knives that radiated cold light from his arms. These three small knives were less than a foot long. The blade is extremely sharp, and when people see it, they will feel a chill in their hearts, which makes people feel chilling and lose their courage.

"You have violated the Ten Precepts, failed to keep the Ten Precepts, have not fulfilled the Eight Essentials, and have lost your conscience. In front of the ancestors of all generations, Hong Qi recited the rules of our Beggars' Clan and practiced my Beggars' Clan's family law. Three knives and six holes are not merciful. , you wait for everything to lead you to death..."

Speaking of this, Hong Qigong flicked the sharp knife in his hand, and his body flashed out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the arms and a pair of thick calves of the first Xiong Boss had already been scratched twice. There was a thick cut, the cut stretched all the way to the wrist, but the tendons in the hands and hamstrings were severed by this knife.

"Little brother, I smelled a strong golden medicine in your arms, please give this person medicine, I'm always a beggar and I have something to ask this person, so this three swords and six holes Only completed two knives, this person is still not dead, so I will trouble the little brother to cure him and save his life, my old beggar pointed him to lead the way to find the other branches of the eight-way beggar gang!"
Hong Qigong put away the dharma saber in his hand with his usual expression, lightly ordered Song Yicheng who was staring blankly at the side, and then turned his gaze to the second person kneeling on the right Gang members.

"Shangyao, oh yes, in addition to all evil, there are also overseas bastards and eight other members of the beggar gang branch, um, don't worry, gang leader Hong, with me in his life, he can't die. But I spent a lot of money to buy the high-quality Yunnan Baiyao, um, let me give you two more anti-inflammatory drugs, so that your dog's wound won't get inflamed and die, and my brother will lose all face... ".

Song Yicheng didn't pay attention to the painful screams coming from Brother Xiong's mouth. He treated the other party as a rag bag and sprinkled a large amount of gold medicine on Brother Xiong's wounds. After that, This guy didn't bandage the other person, he just lightly kicked the other person's buttocks, knocking the other person hard, and then said proudly: "Okay, with these medicines from brother, I can't die." It fell, hehe...".

By the time Song Yicheng was done with all this, Hong Qigong had already got the last person. The few people in front were all stabbed three times by Hong Qigong. Hole, the last one is the long, thin and withered ground squirrel, the ground squirrel first looked at the miserable condition of his elder brother, and then looked at the cold corpses with six big holes in their bodies, all of which were filled with blood. It collapsed, a thick foul smell came from the man's crotch, two streaks of yellow and white liquid flowed down the man's skinny thigh, the ground squirrel didn't care about anything at this moment He just kowtowed his head with his bluish-white face, and kept yelling words of begging for mercy.

"Master Hong, I, I know I was wrong, please spare my life, I have an 80-year-old wife and children, and a three- or four-year-old mother, please put it on my family's sake, please forgive me Me, um, I know all about the time and place to go to the seaside for trading tomorrow. I can lead the way for you. I guarantee that I won’t have the slightest intention to do anything wrong. Lord Hong, look at my young and ignorant For the sake of it, please spare my dog's life, I must take the crime and make meritorious deeds, and that one will make meritorious deeds with crimes... ".

A dozen or so heads went down, and the ground squirrel's forehead was already red, swollen and bloodstained. The ground squirrel also knew that he was in the most critical life-and-death moment in his life, so he didn't care about the scar on his head at all. He kept kowtowing his head frantically.

"Well, it seems that you are honest, well, get up, I will spare your dog's life today, little brother, please take that bear boss aside, the two of us will ask them about tomorrow's transaction information, and then Let's meet again, so we can see if the two of them have tricked us... ".

Well, this ginger is really old and hot, and Hong Qigong is really old, so he is cautious and careful when doing things, um, you have to ask each one clearly.What Song Yicheng admired for Hong Qigong was that he cast his body on the ground, turned around, and kicked the bear boss hard on the ass, kicking the bear boss to a place not far from the door. It was a nasty roar: "Brother Xiong, is it dead? If not, get out of the door. Brother, I have something to ask you...".

A few minutes later, the smiling Hong Qigong and Song Yicheng nodded in satisfaction, and then each picked up one and strode towards the container truck outside.

The sky is getting brighter. On the road from Zhengzhou to Jinan Prefecture, Huang Shu is driving the big car with all his concentration, driving forward smoothly. Behind him, there are a row of people behind the cab. On the seats, Hong Qigong and Song Yicheng stood on one side, one on the left, firmly sandwiching the pale and sleepy Boss Xiong in the middle, staring at every movement of the yellow mouse in front of him.

The ground squirrel stared at the two people in the back until they were sweating coldly. They didn't even dare to take a breath. They concentrated all their energy on the steering wheel in their hands, trying desperately to compete with the steering wheel in their hands.

Hundreds of meters behind this big car, a Land Rover was secretly following behind. The driver was Mao Xiaogang, the cheap apprentice Song Yicheng took in Zhengzhou. At this time, Mao Xiaogang was looking excited. Humming a song, he fell far into the cart ahead of Song Yicheng, and slowly caught up with him.

"Well, senior, do you think this Qi Chong Guan Yuan, Tianshu, how could this internal force be weakened by three points, it can't be that I didn't do it right,...".

"Well, little brother Song, your kung fu is really powerful. If I guessed correctly, you are the divine kung fu of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. What is it called dragon-elephant Prajna Kungfu? But it’s amazing, I didn’t expect the little brother to be so lucky to get such a magical skill, but in my old beggar’s opinion, your skill has a big disadvantage, that is, the speed of the advanced level is a bit slow when you practice it. Slow, but, you have changed, I don't know how you improved so fast, how long have you been practicing, and you have reached the eighth level, the old beggar can only I would like to give you a suggestion, that is, your magical skill is a very rigid and yang technique for exercising the body and Qi. When practicing this technique, when you destroy the inner qi and rush to the acupoints, there must be a surge of energy. The aura and mentality of being angry, so that your internal force will not be weakened and part of it will not be dissipated by itself... ".

"Well, Senior Hong, why do you like to eat this roast chicken? Let me tell you, we have eight major cuisines here, with hundreds of thousands of dishes. It can be said that there are different flavors, broad and profound, what kind of roast chicken, that thing Now it’s firewood, it’s not good for your taste, and you’ll feel tired after eating too much. When this matter is over, I invite you to eat all the big dishes in the world. By the way, I know you like wine, this white wine, foreign wine, red wine, beer , take your pick, drink whatever you want, hey, we both have to have a good drink..."

"Really, that's great, then my old man has to taste it. By the way, the jade pot in this gourd of my old man is good. Come on, boy, try it, try it...".

Good guy, it’s okay if Song Yicheng doesn’t think about the mission, instead, he chatted with the old man Hong Qigong more and more speculatively. The two sides first discussed martial arts, and then began to involve other things. After a conversation, the conversation changed at the end, and it came to Hong Qigong's best food, which made the old beggar very happy. Once the two started talking, they couldn't stop anymore. The meaning of the turn.

Forget it, isn't it the loss of taste and smell in three years?It's nothing big, my brother, I'm going to taste all the delicacies in this world before the mission deadline, and I will be in prison for these three years.

The sturdy and spacious container truck didn’t dare to take the high speed. It drove fast on the national highway all the way, and didn’t even get out of the car to eat at noon. Three good people and one wounded man just dealt with it in the car and continued to drive forward. Finally When it was getting dark, I rushed to a secluded seaside on Yantai's side.

Here is a simple pier. The desolate scene and the empty surrounding environment show the depression of this pier. On one side of the pier, there are seven or eight container trucks of different models parked quietly. The vicious guy just stood aside like this, and there were one or two low-pitched crying sounds of children from inside the container trucks. It seemed that these people were members of the other beggar gang branches. They have arrived here a long time ago, and now they are waiting for the arrival of foreign buyers on the high seas.

(End of this chapter)