Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

The Emei thorn is about 30 centimeters long, and its shape is a thick cone in the middle with two thin ends, the head end is slightly flat, it is rhombus-shaped with a point, and there is a ring in the middle.

At this moment, Fu Cong put the ring on his middle finger, holding one in each of his left and right hands, and used his wrist shaking and fingers to move it to make it rotate.

As Fu Cong stepped forward, he used his wrists and fingers to make a quick, palm-to-palm rotation in his hand. Every time he rotated, the Emei thorns were like two sharp fan blades, whistling!

"Zhang Jiuding, right? I looked down on me before, but now I respect you! You are the seventh person to show me my weapon!"

"The seventh? It looks like I'm quite honored!" Zhang Jiuding smiled, straightened his body, and showed Fu Cong an absolutely happy smile.

"Same as the previous six, I'll give you a chance to leave a last message, what do you want to say?" Fu Cong held the Emei thorn and looked at Zhang Jiuding opposite him and said.

Zhang Jiuding stroked a beard with his hands habitually, and then flashed the Guan Dao on his back and placed it across his chest, "A last word? There is a sentence—"

"speak!"

"Push you in the street!"

"Old guy, court death!"

Fu Cong shook his Emei thorn violently, accompanied by the gust of wind and drizzle outside the window, spinning like a wind blade, sucking in all the drizzle that came in from the window, and pounced on Zhang Jiuding!

Zhang Jiuding only felt the strong wind blowing!

The drizzle turned into a sharp arrow and shot him in the face! It made his eyes sting.

However, Zhang Jiuding did not retreat but advanced, shouted loudly, and stepped forward!

"Boom"!

The two Emei thorns hit together, making a harsh sound! It was like two lightning bolts shot at Zhang Jiuding!

The surrounding air was instantly squeezed into two arcs!

Fast as lightning!

Zhang Jiuding's movements never stopped, because he knew that a real master made a move, and he must not hesitate!

Shaking and shadows staggered!

Emei stabbed a string of sparks on Guan Dao!

Originally, Fu Cong wanted to rely on the cunning Emei thorn to entangle the cumbersome Guan Dao body and wanted to let Zhang Jiuding's weapon go away. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuding had been immersed in the Guan Dao for many years. , block all his ultimate moves!

Although Fu Cong was a little surprised, he didn't panic. Emei stabbed towards Zhang Jiuding's face!

Zhang Jiuding lowered his head to avoid his head, but another Emei thorn took the opportunity to sweep across his chest! A **** mouth suddenly appeared, and the flesh and blood turned up!

Zhang Jiuding was seriously injured in the chest, but after all, he was older and had a lot of combat experience. At the same time, one kick kicked Fu Cong's knee from below!

Fu Cong's knee was sore, so he hurriedly took a few steps back. Emei pierced his body to protect his body. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the knee that was sore from the kick.

Zhang Jiuding closed the knife station with determination, and pushed his long beard: "Not only two strokes, but also eight or nine strokes, can't you get it?"

Yan Xiong originally stood on the street and watched the fight as if he were watching a play, his face was indifferent, but at this time he couldn't help but put his hand on the handle of the gun.

Rivers and lakes, arena!

Guns are generally not allowed!

Although Yan Xiong is a wicked man, he still abides by such unruly rules!

Especially his identity is still bad!

But now, he can't help it!

"Fu Cong, I'll give you the last three minutes!" Yan Xiong urged impatiently.

"Received!" Fu Cong roared, he also knew that if he dragged it on, he would only be laughed at!

Now he's going to do his best!

To be precise, take a gamble!

Just bet that Zhang Jiuding is too old to be physically fit!

Fist is afraid of young strong!

When you are old, what if you can eat five bowls of rice?

...

Fu Cong held the Emei thorns in both hands and rolled towards Zhang Jiuding like a storm!

Zhang Jiuding could handle it at first, but as Fu Cong's attack became more and more frantic, he was about to run out of strength, and the knife in his hand began to weigh a thousand pounds!

"puff!"

Fu Cong's eyebrows stabbed Zhang Jiuding's left rib!

A blood hole appeared in the left rib, and the blood was gurgling!

Zhang Jiuding was in pain, his body swayed, and he closed the knife station: "Old man, Zhang Jiuding!"

Fu Cong grinned and continued to storm up like a storm!

soon!

"puff!"

Zhang Jiuding got another stab in the right rib!

He swayed again, and tried his best to stand on the ground with the Guan Dao to support his body. A sarcastic smile appeared on Fu Cong's pale face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, Zhang Jiuding!"

Still this one!

Completely angered Fu Cong!

Fu Cong held the Emei thorn like a rotating blade and rolled it towards Zhang Jiuding for the last time!

Looking at the blade light that is getting closer, Zhang Jiuding's childhood scene appears in a trance.

When I was a teenager, I ran barefoot on the muddy road in my hometown, and the scenes of practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, working, and frolic appeared in front of my eyes one by one.

"A Ding! Why do you want to learn kung fu?" the master asked him with a smile under the jujube tree.

"To fight injustice!"

"anything else?"

"For the sake of loyalty!"

"anything else?"

"To... make money! I heard that if you learn kung fu, you can beat a lot of people and make money!"

The master smiled, picked the bright red dates from the tree and stuffed them in his hands, "Actually, it's very simple. Learning kung fu is just to get enough food!"

Have a full meal?

Zhang Jiuding, who was still called "A Ding" at that time, didn't understand.

But when he grows up, he understands that the most difficult thing for this person in the world is to "eat enough"!

In order to eat enough, he came from the mainland countryside to the flowery world of Hong Kong!

In order to eat enough, he opened a martial arts hall to gather disciples, and finally established Hong Yihai!

In order to eat enough, his Guan Dao was stained with a lot of blood!

In order to eat enough, he succumbed to Shi Zhijian's strategy, gave up Hong Yihai, and became the current Hongxing Society!

But now--

Zhang Jiuding suddenly felt that "eating enough" is actually not that important, because he has eaten enough for more than 30 years!

He's tired, sleepy, and wants to sleep!

So, he laughed!

Such smiles seem harmless to humans and animals, but on this occasion, such a smile is more terrifying than the knife in his hand, which makes Yan Xiong, who is watching the battle, horrified.

This guy is crazy.

Although Fu Cong's scene is dominant, but the two of them are fighting for their lives at this time, who can tell the moment of life and death?

If Fu Cong had an accident, Yan Xiong was afraid that he would actually go into battle and draw a gun to kill him.

Only now did Yan Xiong realize that he thought he was in control of everything and everything was in his calculations, but there were always some accidents that caught him off guard!

Fu Cong was immersed in the killing intent, and he didn't notice Zhang Jiuding's weird smile at all, so when his Emei thorn was about to penetrate Zhang Jiuding's chest, he realized that the other party was not avoiding it.

Fu Cong was shocked!

At the same time that the Emei thorn pierced Zhang Jiuding's chest, he rushed back quickly!

Sorry to be late!

Zhang Jiuding's sword slashed directly at his left shoulder!

At the moment when the blade entered the flesh, Fu Cong roared in furious pain. He dragged Guan Dao with his left shoulder and stumbled into the wall behind, and then stopped!

Looking at Zhang Jiuding's chest with Emei thorns, he exhausted his last strength, turned back and smiled at Da Xiong, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Xiong, I'll go first!"

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Fu Cong, Yan Xiong and the others for a week, and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Old man, Zhang... Jiuding!"

Fall back straight down!

With a bang, the hustle and bustle is flying!

Silence!

Eerily silent!

Yan Xiong and the others stared at Zhang Jiuding who was on the ground!

The dozen or so swordsmen showed incredible respect in their eyes!

The deafening words still echoed in everyone's ears: "Old man, Zhang Jiuding!"

...

"Old guy! Dare to **** me off!" Fu Cong was furious! Reached out and pulled out the knife, cut it on his shoulder, and threw it on the ground!

The knife that Zhang Jiuding slashed at him seemed to be very fierce, but in fact Zhang Jiuding was exhausted at that time! So the cut off only injured Fu Cong's left shoulder, but failed to cut off his left arm!

Furious, Fu Cong stepped forward to try to make up for Zhang Jiuding a few more times, but found that his ankle was being held tightly, and when he looked down, it was a loud man crawling over on the ground!

Da Daxiong grabbed Fu Cong's ankle tightly, raised his head and said, "You already won, why do you do this? If you do, kill me first!"

"Kill you? I'll take your life now!" Furious Fu Cong no longer had the masterful demeanor he had before, and he raised his hand to use the Emei thorn to kill Da Daxiong!

"Fu Cong, that's enough!"

Yan Xiong said from the side, "He is already dying, what is he wasting his energy on?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiong turned around and instructed Fighting Jiqiang and the others: "Set a torch and burn it here!"

Yan Xiong didn't look behind him anymore, and walked away with his hands behind his back!

Cockfighting said: "Set fire!"

Seeing this, Fu Cong didn't say anything more. He kicked Da Daxiong to the ground with one foot, pulled out the Emei thorn that was inserted in Zhang Jiuding's chest and wiped it on Zhang Jiuding's shirt before he stopped and left!

Several knives brought gasoline over and splashed it around the gym for a week!

Lou Xiaoxiong was unaware of the surrounding situation, he picked up Zhang Jiuding and fell to the ground, looking at the dead man: "Master, Xiongzi will accompany you soon! Xiongzi knows that you like to eat Xirong, here it is. Next, I will buy Xirong to serve your old man, can't I get it?"

A knifeman poured gasoline, took out a match from his arms, struck it, and threw it down!

Gasoline was burning, and the fire was raging in an instant!

Seeing that the fire was getting more and more intense, the knifeman fled in a hurry!

Crackling!

The surroundings were burning like crazy, and the smoke started to fill!

"Master, I still remember when you taught me kung fu, you told me that if you learn kung fu well, you will have enough to eat. Now I understand what it means! I used to be less impulsive and less grumpy, but you put up with me and told me Has a personality, just like you!" Daxiong said, his throat was dry, and he choked up!

He felt something dripping from his eyes, and wiped it, it was full of tears!

Daxiong tried to squeeze a smile out of his face and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't listen to you! You always say that a good man bleeds without tears, but I couldn't hold back! Uh, why are there so many tears? Why so many? I don't want to cry, Master, you know I really don't want to cry! Wow!"

Shout out to tears! Holding Zhang Jiuding and crying!

The fire is crackling!

The plaque of the martial arts hall fell down, hit the ground, and was quickly ignited by the fire!

The wooden weapon rack also burned, unable to bear the weight and smashed to the ground!

At this time, one person came in with his mouth covered, and many others started to put out the fire that was just lit!

The man who covered his nose soon found Daxiong!

"Dai Xiong, you are not dead yet?" The man let go of his covered mouth, revealing a face blackened by smoke, and a beard that was more than half scorched by the fire. !

Daxiong looked at Hu Xiuyong who came to save him, thinking he was dreaming, and looked at Hu Xiuyong with tears in his eyes.

Hu Xiuyong: "Don't be so moved, right? I cried so hard! I came back because I was afraid that you didn't have breakfast. I was going to buy breakfast for you, but I didn't expect—"

"My master is dead!" said Dao Xiong.

"Huh?" Hu Xueyong was startled, only then did he realize that Da Daxiong was holding someone in his arms.

"My master Zhang Jiuding is dead!" said Daxiong with tears, "He died to save me!"

Beard Yong opened his lips, not knowing how to comfort each other.

"Yan Xiong and Fu Cong killed him! I want to avenge him!" Da Daxiong wiped his tears and twitched. "But I can't do it now! What should I do, can someone help me?"

Seeing Da Daxiong holding Zhang Jiuding like a child and talking about the whole story, his expression was so helpless, Hu Xiuyong couldn't help but feel sour, and said, "Don't worry, someone can help you!"

"Can someone help me? Brother Luo can't make it back in the UK, and Mr. Shi is gone again!"

Before Daxiong could finish his words, he heard a voice say, "I'm gone for a while?"

As he spoke, he saw a white figure walking slowly across the sea of ​​fire!

For a time, Da Daxiong wondered if he was dreaming!

He rubbed his teary eyes with his hands, and saw clearly, that person was not the boss Shi Zhijian, who else could it be?

Shi Zhijian took a cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the sea of ​​​​fire, and faced the billowing smoke to the side of Daxiong.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!" Shi Zhijian's eyes touched Zhang Jiuding, who died in the arms of Da Da, and there was a trace of grief in his heart.

He squatted down, smoothed Zhang Jiuding's eyes with his hands and opened his eyes angrily, took out the cigarette he was holding, and placed it in front of Zhang Jiuding's head, "Master Ding, I'm sorry, I was late and I didn't see you for the last time! There is nothing I can do for your old man now, I can only ask for a cigarette! Good luck!"

After saying this, Shi Zhijian took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it in his mouth, then took it off and stuffed it into Dashengxiong's mouth, "Thank you! Axiong!"

Da Daxiong was smoking a cigarette, looking at Shi Zhijian, weeping.

Beard Yong watched unbearably from the side and said, "Axiong, I also met Mr. Shi at the door. He didn't die~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You saw it! So you will definitely get your revenge!"

Louie Xiong was smoking a cigarette and crying!

Shi Zhijian got up slowly: "Let's go! In fact, I really don't like this kind of grievances in the arena, but there is no way, let you be a Jianghu person, then everything will follow the rules of the Jianghu! Yan Xiong and the others are doing so many things, you want to Revenge, others don't support you, I support!"

After Shi Zhijian finished speaking, he walked out on the sea of ​​flames, and behind him, the bearded Yong supported Daxiong!

Shi Zhijian walked to the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire, and followed him from Shark Island to Hong Kong with Ajiu and Aji, who walked in front of them and looked at him, waiting for Shi Zhijian to give orders.

Shi Zhijian sighed: "I'm just leading you ashore today. Whether this road will be Qingyun Road or the road of no return in the future is your choice!"

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