To live, one must have thoughts.

What are thoughts? It is something in a person's heart, something that is cherished, cared about, and even cared about, and cannot be let go.

The world is in chaos, life is hard, and death is much easier than living. But even if there are people who live a life worse than death, even if they chew tree bark and chew loess, they are neither human nor ghosts. If they don't just endure their days day by day, why should they still live?

, just because of the thoughts in my heart.

Some people live for themselves, some live for others, some live for glory and wealth, some are chivalrous and righteous, there are so many.

The little leper was stopped by Su Qing.

Now, fighting for this reputation is also about thinking about it.

Everyone was at war with each other and noisy. The disciples rolled up their sleeves and put on postures one by one. They were all leaders of a certain sect or the leader of a certain force. Their status was not weak.

Suddenly.

"Ta-ta-ta~"

A crisp sound came from the stairs, and Gong Baosen looked calm. He held the guardrail with his left hand, lightly tapped the wooden surface with his index finger, followed the steps, and walked down slowly. The sound was ringing and rhythmic. His right hand was speaking slowly and leisurely.

He opened his ears and glanced over with heavy eyes. These people suddenly stopped talking because they understood what the old man meant. They were too noisy and had to stop.

Gong Baosen is well-known in the north and south. He has a high status and seniority. His martial arts skills are unparalleled in the martial arts world. His power is so great that no one in the world can surpass him unless Guo Yunshen, Yin Fu and his like can overwhelm him.

The old man came down from upstairs, looked at Su Qing, and then looked at Li Cunyi's tablet on the Eight Immortals table, his eyes twinkling.

He sat in Gong Er's previous seat.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

"People must have thoughts!"

"Ma San was raised by me since he was a child. He has good martial arts and a high spirit. But he took the wrong path and was beaten to death. He can't blame others!"

He looked at Su Qing.

"Even if you don't kill him, I will take action and take back the Gong family's things. It used to be a personal grudge, but now it's just to clean up the Xingyi Sect. What you did is right. Some things can't be wasted on him!"

These words immediately blocked everyone's mouths.

He looked at everyone again.

"I have only accomplished three things in my life. I merged the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect, took over my senior brother's class, took charge of the Chinese Warrior Association, and united with more than a dozen sects such as Tai Chi, Tong Bei, and Yan Qing.

Joined, and finally gathered the northern boxers to go south to teach their skills. In the 18th year of the Republic of China, the Five Tigers went to the south of the Yangtze River. It was agreed upon by Mr. Li Renchao and I in this golden building!"

"Things are funny, but in the end, the Chinese Warriors Association will also have a crack in this golden building. Speaking of which, it's really a joke!"

"The general situation is hard to change. What we are preserving is just the idea of ​​​​the northern martial arts world. Many martial arts skills have been lost, but some people can't understand and break the rules. I know what you are thinking. It's just that I am old and want to stand out!"

The old man exhaled a long breath, his eyes sharply focused, and his eyes flickered. He looked at the seven sects including the Hua Fist Sect and the Swallow Sect.

"Haha, could it be that Mr. Gong is also going to end up doing some tricks?"

Feiyanzi Li Sanyu laughed sarcastically.

"Li San" is a title. The chief thieves of the "Swallow Clan" in the past dynasties were all named Li San. He was the only son of "Swallow Li San", and few people know his real name.

Everyone in the Xingyi Sect looked at him coldly, and even Gong Baosen slowly narrowed his eyes. He was afraid that this matter would make him famous. Recruiting a disciple meant that he would continue to pass on the salary, but he was disturbed by someone.

, this is about the face of the sect. Hitting someone is a grudge, and a slap in the face is a mortal enmity. It is no longer easy to be kind.

Gong Baosen said calmly: "In terms of seniority and status, are you qualified to judge someone like Gong? Even if your father, Yanzi, was alive, he would be close to that."

Li San's face instantly turned red and blue, then blue and purple. He gritted his teeth and laughed strangely, then looked at Su Qing. "Okay, I heard that this kid had an affair with Ma San in the Jinlou. Since he

If you want to gain the Gong family's reputation in the north, do you dare to argue again?"

"Bang!"

However, he saw that the chair beneath Shang Yunxiang collapsed, and his dull appearance changed.

"Of course it depends. Whoever harms the face of Xingyi Sect, no one can even think of leaving!"

"Show off!"

"Everyone from the Xingyi Sect, come forward!"

"The disciples of the Xingyi Sect are here. Don't even think about leaving now!"

There was a "wow" sound, and figures were seen swaying upstairs and downstairs, men, women, old and young, all serving tea and water, all running the hall, headed by Mr. Rui.

"Bagua Xingyi is one family, the Bagua sect comes out!"

There was another cold shout.

"The disciples of the Bagua Sect are here. Go and seal this street. Let's discuss it clearly today!"

In an instant, two groups of Bagua Sect disciples had left the Golden Tower, running towards the forks on both sides, one to the left and the other to the right.

People from all the three sects and sects in the hall immediately dispersed to clear the ground, for fear of being too slow and causing disaster.

The originally crowded and cramped lobby suddenly became empty, leaving only the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect, and seven sects headed by the Hua Fist Sect and the Swallow Sect.

"No wonder the Gong family would rather give their reputation to an outsider than to these northern sects who don't understand the overall situation and only care about their own selfish desires. Mr. Gong is still a hero after all. This time, he can kick out these black sheep!"

Southern Wulin, who was watching the battle upstairs, saw the clues.

"That's fine, tomorrow is the day when Gong retires, and I haven't done anything for a long time. I just represent the Bagua Sect, please give it a try!"

Gong Baosen also stood up.

"The seven of you are considered to be very famous people. Let's have seven of them each. Let's talk about it. Only those who are standing are qualified to speak!"

As soon as these words came out, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, and these people all stood beside Gong Baosen. Ding Lianshan also rushed over without saying a word, and together with Su Qing, there were five people.

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

Mr. Rui and the third sister in the building also quickly followed, and they gathered together the Xingyi and Bagua.

The flower boxing king smiled coldly and looked at each other with the other six masters.

"good!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures had already rushed into the field. One pointed his toes on the ground and jumped up to two meters high. The other moved his legs from side to side, like a tiger leaping towards a dragon.

It was Gong Baosen, the flower boxing champion.

In a daze, a "pop" sound was heard in the air, like thunder, and the two men had already joined hands.

Before Gong Baosen touched the ground, he pushed out with two palms. Hua Quan Wang pushed his palms forward to meet him. There was a thunderclap. The two palms met in an instant, and their palms faced each other. Their clothes immediately puffed up. This was not an internal force, but a rush of Qi and blood.

Hair, dark strength spurts thin.

With one blow, the two of them separated. After Gong Baosen landed, he took three steps back with his feet thumping. The same was true for the flower boxing champion, but every time he landed, it was as if he was stepping on glass, and there was a clicking sound in the blink of an eye.

The floor was broken.

As soon as he stopped, the two of them pounced on him again.

Gong Baosen was a thin man. He only touched the ground with his toes, rising and falling together. His body fit with his breath, as if he was riding on the waves. With a flick of his toes, he took four or five steps and was fighting with the Flower Boxing King again.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

But suddenly.

"It's not easy to live, but everyone is eager to die!"

Su Qing finally spoke, with his hands behind his back, a chuckle, and murderous intent on his face.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Li San's face.

"Li, don't you want to argue with me?"

As she spoke, Su Qing hooked her hand towards Li San opposite and walked towards the door.

"You brat is looking for death!"

Seeing Su Qing's head popping up, Li San was not surprised but delighted. He couldn't help but flutter his body in the air, just like a flying swallow flying across the sky. His waist straightened and stretched, and he turned over with such a bad body skill as a kite.

Five or six meters.

"Oh!"

Su Qing chuckled, his murderous intentions revealed.

"I'll let you die first!"

As soon as his breath subsided, he heard a crackling sound behind him, like grinding beans. His feet moved quickly, and his right leg only kicked on the hall pillar to use force to fly into the air. With a twist of his waist, his legs were already in the air and swept out, and he pointed at people with his toes.
Chapter completed!