Chapter 266: Which is this again?

Yiyouxing.
Many young people around are not aware, but some older people still have some impressions.
It was created by Zhang Peng, an old boxer in Shanxi. Zhang Peng was famous in Shanxi and was known as Zhang Quantou.
Zhang fist heads and sorrows are good and good, no children have adopted a group of disciples, and he has opened a dart board in Zezhou for half a lifetime, and after a lifetime of hard work, he has done a lot of sound and color.
It’s just fourteen years ago that I could stand out in a darts and be chosen by the Fangjia to be an armor. I thought I could take the opportunity to take it to the next level. Whoever thinks about the world’s good fortune and misery depends on this The darts, the dozens of powerful disciples carefully selected by the Yiyou Bank, all lost.
Uncle Fang is also seriously injured and died.
Surrounded by mountains.
A dozen darts were broken in the hands of a group of thieves, and Yiyou became a joke.
Zhang fists were angry and anxious and sorrowful and vomiting blood, and the Yiyou line disappeared from the crowd and disappeared into the sight of everyone.
I haven't thought that after fourteen years, I can see again that Yiyouxing has opened.
This Yiyou line is still a friend of Zhang’s fist?
Everyone’s eyes fell on the man who had hanged down the money, and someone shouted out.
"Is this not an old mine?"
Even though it is very unremarkable, everyone has been familiar with the car in Deshengchang for more than ten years.
Deshengchang’s old mine is driving a plaque here. Is it a dart board opened by Desheng Chang?
That's a rare thing, but it's not too rare.
Other wealthy merchants will run many industries, but Deshengchang only operates ticket numbers from beginning to end.
So now Desheng Chang is enemies, and the young masters are back to health. So, do you want to flourish and open up new industries?
"Is this Desheng Changkai?" The inquiring question rang.
Lei Zhonglian watched the crowd shake his head and lifted the ladder.
"No, this is Yiyouxing." He said, "This is the reopening of the Yiyou Boxing of my Master Zhang Lao Boxer."
Really a friend!
The fact that the scene is informed is also a surprise and an accident.
And he said that his master is a fist?
"You are not driving the old mine? What is the relationship with Zhang fist?" Someone asked inexplicably.
Lei Zhonglian grabbed the ladder with one hand and heard the man looking back at the man.
"I was originally a friend of Yiyou, who was studying under the master of Zhang. I was escorted to the family fourteen years ago. I have not completed the entrustment until I escorted Fang Shaoye and Fang Shaoma from Pingan. At this point, Yiyouxing completed the promise of the darts," he said. "So I can also reorganize my friends."
The people around him were stunned.
This sounds like a bizarre story.
"Dutcher? I remembered it! At the beginning, the grandfather of the party was finally dragged out by three people, one of whom was the surviving dartmaster."
"Yes, there is one. The dartsman also shouted and said that he was not robbed by the thief. He was robbed by officers and soldiers."
"The original dart master is you."
The eyes of everyone once again condensed on Lei Zhonglian.
This is another old thing, this is also an old man.
"Hey, you said that you escorted Fang Shaoye and Fang Shao's grandmother from Weinan." Someone thought of something loudly shouting, "So the storyteller said that Miss Jun is sick and weak, with old wreckage, stalking the old disabled in Nanzhong, is it not? Is that you?"
Lei Zhonglian looked at him without a word, and picked up the ladder in one hand. The other hand lifted it up and the sleeves slide down to reveal a stiff right hand, which was wrinkled and twisted.
People who stood close couldn’t help but scream.
This hand is obviously disabled.
Sure enough, he is the old man.
However, since the hand is disabled, he must not be able to shoot a knife again. How to open a dart? Is the Fangjia giving him money to let him be the owner, and then recruit some darts?
"No." Lei Zhonglian put the ladder into the door and replied back. "I don't ask the teacher, recruit some apprentices, teach them kung fu, and take them with them."
he? Professor apprentice? With a disciple walking?
The people on the scene are even more awkward.
It’s a wonderful thing every year, and this year is especially good.
A person with a handicapped hand can also teach a disciple to walk a dart?
Lei Zhonglian has already walked in, and the discussion outside the door is chaotic.
"Since he is the old man with Miss Jun, he must have personally experienced the ambush, the trap, and the killing."
"How about going through it? Is he still able to kill himself in person like this?"
"I think it’s Desheng Chang who gave him money to make a shop and play with the old man."
It is being discussed here that there are hooves on the street.
"Let's let it go." With a scream.
Everyone saw that four or five soldiers were crowded with a general officer, and these soldiers would be arrogant.
In this section of Yangcheng, the soldiers will not be the gates of the county, or the people who are eager to slash, so that the people are afraid to avoid dodging.
The soldiers stopped the group of people in front of the Yiyou line, and they brushed down the horse. The armor was slamming and it was very embarrassing.
The soldiers scattered in front of the door, the face of solemnity, the head of the officer did not enter the door, but the whole clothes.
"Lei Master," he shouted.
Lei Zhonglian heard the sound coming out of the inside and saw that the brow was wrinkled.
"Tian Da will," he said. "How come you are here again?"
The person who was called Tian Dajun smiled.
"Let's say, we have to pay attention to it," he said. "So I will come back to you."
Even the three meers are coming out! For a disabled?
The crowds on the crowd are unbelievable.
Lei Zhonglian did not have any flattering, but was somewhat troubled.
"Tian Dajun, I said it, I am very fond of adults, but I really can't go to the Huaiqing Road Army for the adults." He sighed and said, extending his right hand, "My hand has been crippled."
General Na Tian obviously can't fit Sven, and he heard a step forward, with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.
"Lei Master, don't be modest. In the Baiheliang Valley, you can kill the enemy's martial arts, but you can see it with your own eyes." He said, "Let's ask, you are the double-fired Hualien, the skill of this pair of guns." You said second, no one dares to say first."
The onlookers were stunned and looked at Lei Zhonglian incredulously.
The name of the double-shot Hualien is similar to that of Zhang’s fist. He has heard that there are not a few people, but no one has linked the double-gun Hualien and Deshengchang, the humble driver.
Lei Zhonglian sighed with a sigh.
"Adult, my hand has long been unable to use double guns. Fourteen years ago, when my was in the face of a thief, my hand was already injured and I couldn’t take a long gun. The Baiheliang Valley was a battle. It was a grandmother with a golden needle and me. I pierced the blood and allowed me to get the last battle. After the first battle, my hand was completely disabled." He said, "So the one you saw in the Battle of Baiheliang Valley will never appear again. It doesn't exist anymore."
The noise in front of the door was gone, everyone looked at Lei Zhonglian.
The disabled hand, Fang Xiaomao Jinzheng recovery, a battle is amazing.
Why did it seem to fall on Fang Fang’s grandmother?
There is too much information in this, and everyone is a little embarrassed.
"This, is this also the childcare that Fangjia spends selling?" Someone murmured. "Is this a lot of childcare, and the bend is too big?"