Zhou Qingfeng, in order to search for his purple fortune, brought a dozen men he recruited at the last minute to the Dragon King Temple. In the main hall of the Dragon King Temple, the temple priest waved his hand to signal his men to continue gathering information. The ruffian Li Er was strangely killed, which made him very uneasy.
Returning from the main hall to the side chamber, the concubine on the bed had just woken up and was grooming herself in her undergarments. Seeing the temple priest return, the concubine quickly came forward and said with a coquettish smile: "Master, you were too naughty last night. I already begged for mercy, but you still tormented me. I didn't give in, I won't allow it next time. "
The temple priest pinched the concubine's breasts and said with a perverted smile: "You slut, so wild and strong. I almost couldn't feed you enough."
The concubine was wild and kept rubbing herself against the temple priest. The temple priest ignored her and took out a small box from a secret compartment under the bed. The concubine tilted her head and asked: "Master, what's in this box? You hid it so tightly that you didn't even let anyone touch it. "
"It's a batch of red goods sent by that dead Li Er. I feel that this thing is a bit hot, I have to sell it quickly." The temple priest carried the box and walked out, saying: "I'll go to the city to see if there's anyone who knows what it is. Even if it's ten or twenty percent cheaper, I still have to sell it. I won't be back tonight. "
Carrying the box, the temple priest was about to leave the side chamber when he suddenly heard shouts and curses coming from outside, followed by the extremely unpleasant sound of a horn. He was startled and stopped. Not long later, a novice monk ran out in panic and shouted: "Master Zhao, bad news. A group of masked strong men came from the back door, kill them if they rush in! "
Just a few breaths ago, Zhou Qingfeng personally led his men to the back door of the Dragon King Temple. He divided the eight men into four groups of two, advancing and retreating together. If one group couldn't deal with the enemy, another group would be called to help. This simple arrangement made Wang and Zhang admire the two small leaders. They only trained for a day and they looked good.
Temple Master Zhao not only arranged half of his fighting men in this Dragon King Temple, he also hired a few boys to act as acolytes and do some odd jobs. At this moment, there were two novice monks cleaning at the back door. When they saw a group of people appear a few dozen meters away, they were puzzled. Only when the troops were within a dozen or so meters of them did they see that they were actually carrying long spears.
The two novice monks hurriedly threw away the brooms in their hands, turned around, and fled into the back door before locking the door. When Zhou Qingfeng and his team approached, they did not want to open the door. He shouted in a low voice, "Climb over the wall."
The walls of the Dragon King Temple were no more than two meters. An adult could easily climb over it. Zhou Qingfeng had even specially practiced squatting in one set and doing shoulder flips in the other, which made his speed even faster. In just a few moments, two groups of four people had climbed in and easily opened the locked back door.
The novice monks inside were panicking, but when they saw the speed of these masked men, they were so scared that their legs turned to jelly. And since Zhou Qingfeng had led his team in, he already knew the layout of the Dragon King Temple like the back of his hand. This back door had a kitchen, a firewood shed, a storeroom, a residence, and a toilet. He ordered again, "Clear the area."
One of the novice monks fled to the front hall, while the other one collapsed on the ground and begged for mercy. One group blocked the way to the front hall with their spears, another group followed beside Zhou Qingfeng as a backup team, and the other two groups began to search the rooms in the back courtyard and tied up the novice monks on the ground to ensure that no one would come to disturb them.
At this moment, the toilet door opened and a bearded man came out holding his belt. This guy had a coarse beard and looked fierce. He was more than 1.7 meters tall and was quite strong. When he saw that there were many people in the back courtyard, he immediately shouted, "Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in Master Zhao's territory? "
"Third group, go and stab him to death." Zhou Qingfeng calmly ordered from behind. His childish voice contained a sharp killing intent hidden in his command. The two people of the third group were originally searching the room, but when they heard the order, they immediately leveled their spears and rushed to stab the bearded man.
"Good timing." The bearded man reacted very quickly. When he saw that there were many people coming and they were aggressive, he immediately dodged backward and picked up a long clothes-hanging pole in the back courtyard and waved it with all his might. This guy was strong and skilled in martial arts. He waved the clothes-hanging pole in a rather methodical manner, causing the two people of the third group to be unable to approach.
After a few seconds of stalemate, the two spearmen of the third group became impatient and tried to rush forward to fight even if they had to take a few hits from the clothes-hanging pole. But the bearded man's strength was not small, and his technique was also fast. He slashed and provoked, causing the two people of the third group to stumble and bleed. It was very unbearable. Not only were the two people of the third group unable to approach, but they were also forced to take a few steps back.
The fourth group guarding beside Zhou Qingfeng immediately wanted to rush forward to help, but Zhou Qingfeng said in a low voice, "What's the rush? Blow the trumpet and tell the people at the front door to attack as well. "
The bearded man held the clothes-hanging pole and was about to break out of the encirclement, but when he looked around the back courtyard, he saw a person who was also masked, only revealing his eyes, giving orders from behind. Judging from his figure and voice, this person was actually a child. And when the child gave the order, the small leader beside him immediately took out a trumpet and blew it.
The ear-piercing sound of the trumpet made the bearded man break out in a cold sweat. Ordinary bandits were like a swarm of bees, and even the leader would make a ruckus and charge around randomly. This kind of group could only fight with the wind and retreat at the slightest setback. They often won and lost without knowing why.
But this group of masked bandits were different. They were calm and collected, and they were not anxious even when facing setbacks. Their every move was very methodical and not the slightest bit chaotic. What gave him a headache was that this leader was not anxious at all. Instead, he turned his attention to the two spearmen who were retreating.
"I've told you before that two people to a group is for you to divide the work. One person is bluffing to attract and hold the enemy's attention, while the other person pays attention to the enemy's gaps and attacks. The two of you need to cooperate and have a tacit understanding. The one who is bluffing can attack if there's a chance, and the one who is in charge of attacking also needs to provide cover. "Zhou Qingfeng was calm and unruffled in the midst of chaos as he gave orders.
Now that the leader had stabilized, the two spearmen who had been forced to retreat also calmed down. The two of them opened up some distance, forming a pincer attack. After a few probing attacks, the sharp spearhead fiercely stabbed forward, forcing the bearded man to block. The other person saw an opportunity and followed up with a vicious stab, forcing the bearded man to dodge and retreat.
This repeated a few times, and the bearded man was forced into a corner, sweating profusely. He was in dire straits and had no more room to maneuver. He clearly knew that the two spearmen in front of him were rookies, but there was nothing he could do. What was even more frightening was that there was another group of spearmen glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey.
He couldn't escape, and he couldn't beat them. After a while, the bearded man felt his muscles and bones go soft, and it was hard for him to defend. Seeing that he didn't have long to live, he simply threw away the clothes pole in his hand, raised his hands and shouted: "I surrender, I surrender. Heroes, spare my life, don't fight anymore."
The two spearmen of the third group won, and shouted excitedly, sweeping away the haze of defeat in the first battle. Their two spears were about to continue stabbing down to finish off the bearded man. But Zhou Qingfeng shouted from behind: "Tie this guy's hands behind his back, and find out how many people there are in this Dragon King Temple. Let him go and persuade him to surrender. This will save us a lot of trouble. "
One of the people of the third group hurriedly stepped forward, took out a rope that they had prepared beforehand, and tied the bearded man up. After asking, he found out that there were only two novice monks and him in the latrine, and most of Temple Master Zhao's subordinates were in the wing room in the front hall.
Although this bearded man was unexpectedly difficult to deal with and bought some time, the whole fight only took two or three minutes. After sweeping the backyard, Zhou Qingfeng escorted the bearded man to the front hall.
During the process of escorting them, the bearded man had already understood that this group of masked strongmen was really commanded by a child. He hurriedly asked the spearman who was escorting him, "I'm Yang Wei, the Second Chief of the Tiger Head Mountain. May I know which mountain you brothers are from? You're really amazing.
As the saying goes, 'no discord, no concord'. I have no enmity with you, I just came here to visit a friend of Temple Master Zhao. Your First Master's pointers just now were really exquisite, he is really a great spear master, admirable. I also want to make friends. "
Zhou Qingfeng had already heard the battle cries in the front hall, and hurriedly urged his subordinates to rush over to attack. Listening to the bearded man's flattery, although he was expressionless, he was actually silently criticizing in his heart: "I am actually just a fake who only knows how to talk, when did I become a great spear master? If you really want me to fight, I can only put down my spear and surrender. "
Although Zhou Qingfeng did not take the bearded man's words seriously, his subordinates actually agreed at the same time, because the small battle just now made them approve of Zhou Qingfeng even more.
The bearded man's martial arts were obviously stronger than the temporarily formed spear team, he could even easily fight one against two, and still have the strength to fight back. If he was allowed to suppress the spear team, breaking out of the encirclement would be a small matter, and he might even be able to counterattack. Regarding this point, the three teams who were directly fighting had the most experience.
But because of Zhou Qingfeng, the bearded man's little advantage that he had obtained with great difficulty turned into nothing, and after stabilizing the situation, he quickly forced the other side to surrender. Regarding this, Uncle Zhang, as the leader of the small group, could not help but praise: "Our First Master is not an ordinary person, he is always meticulous and intelligent. He deserves the title of a great spear master, he really deserves it. "
Damn, I don't even know how to use a spear, okay? How did I become a great spear master? You guys are not ashamed, but I am. Who has ever seen an eight year old great spear master? I am not even half as tall as a spear master.
Zhou Qingfeng snorted coldly, but the team of spear bearers he led all agreed, praising in unison, "Of course First Master is amazing", "With only two days of guidance from First Master, I can already feel that my spear skills have improved a lot", "If First Master personally takes action, his spear skills will definitely be godly", "I heard from the storytellers that it is called 'A cold glint arrives first, the spear strikes like a dragon'.
It was only a few steps from the backyard, but the group was already full of praises for Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng could not help but scold: "All of you, shut up and stare in front. You are going to kill people, not to flatter me. "
The team immediately fell silent and moved forward quickly.
But the bearded man did not stop talking, instead he praised again: "First Master commands the army like an arm, no one dares to disobey a single order. Even if there are only a few people in the team, they have the momentum of a magnificent army, I really admire First Master.
I am Yang Wei, the real second chief of Mount Tiger's Head, so my spear skills are naturally not as good as First Master's. But I am willing to be a pawn for First Master, please give me a chance, you must give me a chance. "
This bearded man was probably afraid that Zhou Qingfeng would kill him afterwards, so at this moment, he was trying his best to express his willingness to submit, trying to fight for a chance to show off. If it were not for the two spears behind him, he would have knelt down and begged.
At this moment, a group of people retreated from the front hall. When they saw the bearded man coming out from the backyard, they hurriedly shouted: "Chief Yang, come quickly, come quickly. There is a group of masked experts in front who are not afraid of death, they are very troublesome, we need you to show us a thing or two, show us your might. "
The bearded man's hands were tied, so he could not struggle free. But he was not afraid at all, shouting righteously: "Ignorant scoundrels, you have eyes but can't see. Now that First Master is here, it is like the reincarnation of a dragon, Sun Wu, the spear god of a generation has arrived. I have already forsaken the dark for the light, I am willing to be the leader. If you don't surrender now, when will you? I don't want to lose Qingqing's life. "
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