Hero Cultivation System

The murderous aura in Liang Gong's body was so real that the three gangsters all felt their faces turned cold and they were so pressed that they couldn't breathe.

Huang Mao sensed something strange here. He saw the leopard on the ground holding his neck and gasping for breath. He also saw the other three men stunned nearby. Unfortunately, because of the angle, he could not see the murderous look in Liang Gong's eyes.

He slapped his palm on the table, stood up and shouted:

"Damn it, you guys know how to watch a show! If you don't hurry up, you're waiting for me."

The three gangsters woke up from a dream after being yelled at by the boss. They looked at each other. Each other's eyes were filled with surprise, shame, and even a little fear. However, the three men immediately put away this thought. Who is Xiaoniao? Who doesn't know that such a waste is worthy of their fear?

The leopard must have accidentally stepped up to it and was poked by the stick. The three brothers just need to be careful.

The three gangsters contacted each other and agreed to go out for a drink today without anyone. One of them picked up a small bench, and the other two picked up a beer bottle, then moved forward to surround Liang Gong.

In fact, Liang Gong had no idea that his spear had hit the leopard. It was probably the result of hundreds of thrusts with the spear during forging. He felt a very familiar feeling when he touched the stick. The figure caught his eye, so he followed his body's reaction and stabbed it out without thinking.

In fact, he didn't know whether he was stabbed or not. Anyway, he was stabbed. But in his barely open eyes, he saw three more figures getting closer and closer.

The three gangsters slowly approached Liang Gong. After a closer look, they realized that there was only a slit on both sides of his eyes, making it difficult to see or see. It must have been bad luck that the leopard was stabbed.

In this case, the three people became emboldened and approached Liang Gong in large strides.

There were only three steps away from Liang Gong, and the bench and wine bottles were not within the range of the attack. A whistling sound came to the ears of the three people. In their eyes, three afterimages like lightning flashed away, and they followed the three steps. Follow in the footsteps of a leopard and taste what it's like to be a trapeze artist.

Huang Mao could see it clearly this time. His men had just raised the wine bottle on the bench, but Liang Gong made the first move. He didn't know where he learned this skill from, he just simply held the stick in both hands. He stabbed him and knocked his men to the ground in two or three strokes.

The problem is that all four of his men fell to Liang Gong's stabs. Although he had some skills, after so many years of drunkenness, sex, and wealth, he probably wouldn't be as smart as a leopard, so he probably wouldn't be able to hide from Liang Gong. This stab.

Huang Mao's expression changed. With so many people watching, he absolutely couldn't retreat, otherwise he wouldn't have to continue hanging out on this street. These people would never give him money like lambs.

But it would be too embarrassing to surrender without even fighting. You really need to think carefully about how to get out of it.

Unfortunately, his thoughts were too beautiful. Liang Gong, who was already in pain and confused, walked towards him step by step, and a murderous aura rushed out of him.

This time, Huang Mao truly felt what his subordinates were feeling just now, and also understood why they were stunned on the spot. In the early years, he was also a ruthless character who followed the boss of the Chengdong Gang to fight for territory, and he had no regard for murderous intent. Strange, but he could swear that he had never seen anyone with such murderous aura as Liang Gong.

He knew that Liang Gong was following the soldiers guarding Xiangyang City in the system, and he learned the postures of the soldiers very closely. Naturally, he was also infected with murderous aura, but after all, these soldiers were Having fought against the Mongols on the battlefield, even if it was just two or three points, it was not something that a gangster like Huang Mao could bear.

Liang Gong walked in step by step, and Huang Mao stepped back step by step. The onlookers opened their eyes in surprise and watched Huang Mao talking about it. Although Huang Mao couldn't hear clearly, he knew that he was the target of the discussion.

Damn it! We can’t retreat any further.

Huang Mao was also a character, so he simply lifted up the small square table next to him and threw it towards Liang Gong. He also picked up a broken wine bottle and rushed towards Liang Gong.

But as soon as he took a step, he saw the square table flying in the air in front of him instantly shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions. A yellow shadow broke out of the air among the sawdust and dust, and it reached his eyes in an instant.

The yellow-haired man was very alert and quickly turned his head. Then he heard a hissing sound passing through his ears, and then the yellow shadow quickly disappeared again.

Huang Mao was frightened. He thought he had escaped, but he knew that there was a stinging pain on his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but found that his hand was covered with blood and a piece of skin. It turned out that he had not completely avoided the stabbing just now.

After that, Liang Gong still made an opening on his neck.

In fact, Liang Gong didn't know his own record at all. He just felt that after a few stabs, the initial unfamiliarity disappeared and he became more and more comfortable. As long as something appeared in his blurred vision, he would stab it.

Regardless.

Seeing that the large shadow that appeared in front of him had been dispersed by him, but there was still a figure shaking behind him, Liang Gong didn't even think about it, he prepared his hands and strode forward, raising his stick to stab him.

"Wait, stop fighting!"

Huang Mao saw that Liang Gong was about to stab him again. If he did it again, he would have to lie down on the ground, so he shouted stop with all his strength without caring about his face. He was afraid that Liang Gong, who was beaten into a pig head, could not hear clearly and hit him again.

aim.

Huang Mao's roar really woke up Liang Gong. He opened his eyes with force and saw clearly Huang Mao covering his neck and the gangsters on the ground who were also covering their necks.

What did they do? Liang Gong looked at the blood on the stick in his hand. Could it be that he did this? Is he really no longer a useless person?

But he can only stab with one move, and this move has traveled all over the world.

When Huang Mao saw Liang Gong finally stop and open his eyes a little, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Little bird, don't go too far. Save some kindness so that we can meet each other in the future. Today we brothers admit defeat. Let's go!"

Huang Mao pulled up a few of his men who were still panting and wanted to leave, but Liang Gong swung his stick in front of them and said:

"Under the lamp...the skin...is shallow..."

You are superficial under the lamp, what are you talking about? The yellow hair is Zhang Er Jingang. He can’t touch his head, but he doesn’t dare to push away the thin stick.

Finally, someone from the crowd watching outside gave an explanation:

"He is asking you to wait and pay before leaving."

Liang Gong nodded quickly after hearing this.

It turned out that Liang Gong had been beaten into a pig's head, and his mouth was bruised and swollen. When he spoke, he couldn't speak clearly, and when he paid, it was superficial.

Huang Mao turned around and looked at the onlookers. Just now, these people were watching the fun from ten meters away. After he was beaten, he had been pushed closer to three meters away. He could see the joy in the misfortune in these people's eyes.

eyes.

Damn it, just wait for me. I will come back to take care of you after today.

Without saying much, Huang Mao took out a handful of red old man's heads from his pocket, scattered them on the ground without counting them carefully, and then fled through the crowd with a few of his men.

In this short few meters, someone dared to deliberately block them with their bodies. Huang Mao knew that his worries had come true, and he had to make other plans for this matter.

Seeing Huang Mao and the others running away in panic, the onlookers cheered and helped Liang Gong to a chair and sat down. Everyone clapped their hands and praised Liang Gong. They all came forward and said to Liang Gong, well done, what a good man, you have the courage to talk to Chengdong.

Help the struggle.

Wai's sister-in-law couldn't help but help Brother Wai to thank him. If Liang Gong hadn't stopped him, Wai's sister-in-law would have almost knelt down and kowtowed to him.

Liang Gong was at a loss amidst the crowd's admiration. Is this what it feels like to act bravely and be a knight?