"You're such an interesting guy. I'll ask you and answer. Listen."

"How can you judge me at a glance?"

"The forging knife in your hand is forged with refined iron. Look at the anti-skid cloth wound on the handle. Although it is black and gray, it has traces like blood."

"In addition, the blade is sharp. When a Xia draws a knife, there is no shelf for half a minute. I can guess eight or nine points. This is an old hand who habitually uses a knife."

"Look at the age of the chivalrous man. He is still under 20 and has no breath in the army. Naturally, he is a person who follows everyone in the Wulin."

"No matter whether you are proficient in learning or not, you are not the object that I and other mountain bandits can provoke."

"Because people like you are the most difficult."

"If I have excellent martial arts, I can't fight and escape. I'm most afraid of people who don't have a few skills and dare to go out."

"I can't beat myself. I feel oppressed and go back to find my parents."

"But this kind of young master is spoiled at home. He doesn't care about the morality of the Jianghu. He has no face and skin to bully the small."

"No matter what kind of person you are, young Xia, we just need to pretend to surrender and break up."

"At that time, you'll have face. You can boast when you go home, and we can enjoy ourselves in the mountains and forests. We just get what we need."

What a thorough figure, Gu Zheng looked at the black faced man, but he bared his teeth and was happy.

"It's so good. Now you surrender to me?"

"Yes."

"Then come with me?"

"What?"

"Wait, I'm a little confused now." the black bandit was smart. He wanted to take the opportunity to get up from the ground, but he fell down again in an instant under Gu Zheng's thoughtful stare.

The black bandit only felt that Gu Zheng's glance was more than three points higher than the guard general's momentum. He was quite wronged, so he had to kneel and continue to ask, "I don't know what you mean, young Xia, come with me?"

"Literally, according to the rules of the Jianghu, you are my defeated generals, so your camp and your own people will be my little brother in the future."

"There is nothing wrong with the little brothers now obeying the big brother's orders and heading towards the big brother's destination together?"

"I think you are a very smart person. Why can't you understand such a simple word?"

what the hell! Shame?

I dare say that in front of me is all in vain?

OK, you raw melon and egg. You're still panting for your face?

Thinking of the black bandit biting his teeth, he stood up from the ground, changed his greasy expression, and finally revealed his ferocity.

"Don't be shameless, boy. I'm not afraid of you, but your difficult identity."

"Grandpa, I finally found a treasure land with beautiful mountains and rivers. I don't want to be surrounded and suppressed so soon."

"Now you deceive people too much. Don't blame me for being cruel and cruel."

"Little ones, give it to me!"

"Yes!"

The thieves who reacted again, but they didn't start with half politeness. They took out the guys to eat from their pants and belts one after another.

The sword was thick and the cold sword was shining. The people holding the sword came one after another to kill Gu Zheng.

Finally see the real chapter.

Seeing such Gu Zheng, he was not surprised or afraid. Instead, he jumped forward and rushed out of the encirclement that the five or six people were about to close.

"Dang Dang, Ding Ding!"

Not much, not much, five crisp sounds, accompanied by the landing of five weapons one after another.

And when the people haven't reacted from this rapid action.

Gu Zheng had two or three straight outbursts and rushed to the black big head who had just set up his weapons and was ready to rush into the encirclement and beat him together with others.

Without a word, a bright steel knife only cleaved down towards the face door with a big black head. The other party was in a hurry and had to raise the hammer to block it.

Hammer, yes, of course, is not the kind of big hammer as mellow as a lantern we see in the story.

It's like that kind of weapon. It can only be used to block when riding a horse.

The hammer in the black head's hand is just an extended version of the modern hammer.

This is basically a folk system with two iron bumps on a wooden stick.

The fundamental reason why the bandit leader will choose this weapon may be the king's eight fists, which can cause good lethality even if they are accidentally injured.

But the man this comrade met was Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng, who was still falling in mid air when he put two hammers on his head at Hei Datou, smiled and shook falsely. He bent over and turned the blade over, and stabbed the hard handle on the other party's waist because he lifted his weapon.

This is just right.

Gu Zheng didn't use much strength, but it was enough to hurt each other for a while.

After a scream of "ow", Gu Zheng's knife and a backhand directly crossed the black big head's neck.

"Shut up!"

"Oh! Hoo Hoo."... It hurts.

"Am I good enough to be your big brother? Am I qualified to let you go now? Are you going or not?"

"Go! But can we pack up some belongings before we go?"

"Yes."

That's good. The winner is the king. There's no more nonsense.

When a group of people were walking towards the stronghold with Sangmei drooping eyes, Gu Zheng inquired about their follow-up.

It turns out that this is still a bandit family, which is mixed in the mountains all the year round.

Because most of the people in charge of the family have a little eyesight and have always been mainly seeking money, they have not caused any big trouble for so many years.

In addition, the population of the stockade is not large. Even the local officers and soldiers are too lazy to argue with them.

The caravans that often come and go here are convenient. Sometimes they can exchange materials and do small business here, which also promotes the durability of the stockade.

It belongs to the maintenance state of small wealth.

Who would have thought that Gu Zheng brought a pot today.

But now, Heida doesn't understand why Gu Zheng wants them to be little brothers.

Looking at the other party, he was satisfied with the speed of their cleaning up. The black man asked, "boss, what's your name?"

"Just call me brother Gu."

"Well, I'd better call you great Xia Gu. Why does great Xia Gu have such excellent martial arts, but he wants us to be his younger brother?"

"Because you seem to have a lot of strength, and my school is not two days away from here. I need strong labor to move."

"If you don't find a group of younger brothers like you, we will be unlucky at that time."

"In addition, although you have enough strength, your Kung Fu is mediocre. After recovering you, you don't have to worry about the storm."

"Down to earth."

Well, it turns out that there is only one role for this group of people, being a cow and a horse.

But Heida was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, my life was saved at last.

But what kind of school needs more people to move, not even the five or six big men in their stronghold?

However, smart people have this advantage. They don't talk much, so when they go down the mountain, the blackhead Tian Hu enthusiastically introduces Gu Zheng to the hidden forces of the underworld around.

"There are really no bandits around here that can be seen by the imperial court."

"It's really strange. Although it's not the prosperous boundary, it's not barren."

Listening to Tian Hu talking to himself over there, Gu Zheng's mouth was pumping for a while.

Isn't it the masterpiece of those masters in the mountain?

Every time the disciples of this group go down the mountain for training, they first eliminate a circle of unpleasant looking bandits. In the long run, there are only two or three kittens and puppies left in this bald place.

Tian Hu didn't know what Gu Zheng thought. Instead, he continued to introduce: "the only famous thing is a father and daughter who settled here later."

"The father of their family should be from Kaifeng. He should come to avoid revenge when he runs to the forest of Laozi in the deep mountains."

"But it's strange that the sun family, even the father and daughter, have a firm foothold."

"I opened a small inn. The business of greeting and seeing off is really good."

"Oh? Just two people, not worth it."

"No, after the Inn opened, Father Sun organized a group of people, five or six strong boys, all of whom were just the chores of his back kitchen."

"That's not possible."

"What I'm looking for is a homeless bandit. It's not easy for the sun family to do some small business in this world. Why should I let people who have settled down leave their homes and follow me to sell coolies."

"Wrong."

Looking at Gu Zheng shaking his head, Heitian tiger pushed the unicycle full of luggage under his hands and pointed to the boss in the direction of the front: "you see, not far from the front is the small inn on the Shilipo."

"Great Xia Gu, let's have a rest before we go?"

"Yes."

Gu Zheng led the thin horse, leisurely looked at the misty cooking smoke in the deep mountains ahead, touched an empty stomach and said, "just my stomach is hungry. Let's go and fill it up. It's not too late to start again."

"OK! Brothers, keep up."

The big black Tian Hu was very happy when it came to eating wine.

The Inns at the fork in the road ahead, their open restaurants, sell delicious food.

In particular, the meat steamed bread is delicious and juicy, with thin skin and big filling. It can be called a masterpiece in the mountain.

When Gu Zheng and his party came to the door, they found that they were not the only people eating here.

That small caravan has long fallen here.

However, it seems that Tian Hu is familiar with the store. After he shouted inside, someone greeted him in the store.