In the alley are the light of swords and axes and the sound of shouts of killing, and beside the alley are the sound of orioles and swallows and red lanterns.

In the narrow Lishamao Hutong, Hutchison's stick was black and surrounded by Brother Pao and Erdao. The guys who were fighting were very disciplined and did not rush to do it.

Brother Pao looked in front of him and behind him.

There are many people.

But the more people there are, the calmer the brother Pao is.

Erdao asked, "Brother, what should I do?"

Brother Pao didn't say anything.

Erdao asked again: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Brother Pao looked at the red lantern above his head and grinned: "I want to smoke."

At this time, the fireworks on both sides of Lishamao Hutong also stopped singing. Enke and dancers on the upper floor quietly pushed open half of the window and looked into the alley.

In the crowd, Erdao lowered his head and took out a welding cigarette pot from the bag, and stuffed it with tobacco in a calm manner.

He handed the cigarette pot to Brother Pao, took out a fire strip from the bag, and came close to him to light it. Brother Pao took a deep breath, and the tobacco was instantly red in the copper cigarette pot, curling, making a sizzling sound.

With dozens of people watching, Brother Pao leaned against the gray tiles and blue bricks and took two sips comfortably. The blue smoke spread in front of him, making it impossible to see his expression.

One of the sticks whispered: "Since you have a stick, don't delay the time. If you continue, don't blame us for not following the rules."

Brother Pao responded casually: "What's the hurry? So many of you are afraid that I will run away?"

He smoked a stick of incense, and Hutchison's sticks were waiting for him for a stick of incense.

Brother Pao knocked on the wall and sparks splashed in the dark: "Your battle in the capital is quite like that. Unlike us, we said we would chop people if we were to cut people, and we wouldn't wait for a minute."

A middle-aged man walked out of the stick and clasped his fists and said, "There are rules for fighting. Brother Pao is a guest from afar, so we naturally have to give in to the courtesy. But the sword is without eyes. I hope Brother Pao will not blame him later."

Brother Pao said curiously: "What are the rules you have to do? Let me tell you about it again in the next life, so I will pay attention and don't let it get mad again."

A young man pointed the stick at Brother Pao with an axe and said angrily: "Do you want to delay time?"

The middle-aged man pressed down the young man's arms and said calmly: "Brother Pao is so good that I admire him. He can smoke a pot of cigarettes without shaking his hands in the shadow of a knife and axe. He is indeed a hero, so it's okay to talk to you... Let's talk about the four things first: don't accept assassinations involving the government, don't accept robbery, don't accept revenge, and don't accept lewd things."

"Another, let go of the four entries: give way. If you have a peer wanted by the government, you will not be allowed to report to the officials. If you give up the land, you will not be allowed to open a second business in the same street. If you give up the profit, you will also leave a meal for other peers. If you let go of the peer, you will not be disturbed by the peer. If you let go of the peer, you will not be allowed to write down the past."

Brother Pao touched the stubble on his chin: "Is it still time for me to wash my hands in the golden basin now?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "I'm afraid it's too late."

Brother Pao asked, "If I beat you all down, will this Lishamao Hutong be my way back in the future and collect my peace money?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Even if we are knocked down today, there are others who will come again tomorrow. Brother Pao must be defeated and dare not come to the door again."

Brother Pao said helplessly: "Isn't this a scoundrel?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Unless it is the Jianglong who is in the sky, it is impossible to set up a stick in the capital. But Brother Pao really needs to have the ability to set up a stick, and he doesn't have to give it to Zhu Guan anymore. He doesn't dare to collect it, it's hot."

Brother Pao handed the cigarette pot to Erdao, turned his head to the middle-aged man and said, "Come on, let you see the real skills of the man."

When the sticks heard this, they retreated like a tide, leaving one person in front of Brother Pao: "I will let you three moves and let you three moves. This is my demeanor in the capital."

Brother Pao sneered: "False benevolence and false righteousness."

After saying that, Brother Pao stepped forward and swung his left fist to his right face.

He leaned his body to hide, but he didn't want to prevent Brother Pao's steps from suddenly changing, and his right fist suddenly hit his jaw like a cannon. He instantly stiffened his body and fell backwards.

This fake move forced the other party to dodge, but it seemed as if he took the initiative to send his head to Brother Pao's fist. The stickers had never seen such a superb and novel style, which was different from when he was about to fall. It was simply and neat.

Brother Pao picked up the other party's axe from the ground and weighed it in his hand: "I'm in the boxing ring, no one dares to tell me to give me three moves. I can't use the axe, so I'll throw a dagger!"

He looked at each other and remained silent.

Brother Pao glanced over and said, "Why, you don't have the demeanor of fighting in the capital. So many people are blocking me, so why don't I use a handy weapon?"

A dagger pulled out the stick from his waist and threw it at Brother Pao from the air: "Brother is a character. It is also an honor for brothers to see you today. But this world of the capital can't tolerate you."

Brother Pao first held the dagger in his forehand, and then changed to the backhand: "Remember, the man's real name is Chen Chong, and friends like to call me Brother Pao."

It is a sound.

He dragged the unconscious companions on the ground away, and another burly man walked up to him.

Brother Pao stepped forward, his body was hunched over strangely, and his hand holding the dagger was shaking in front of him, but his eyes were like an arrow, not affected at all.

He bullied himself to the man, and the dagger cut out with his backhand. The man opposite raised his axe to block it, but the dagger flipped around the handle of the axe and cut it from his hand tendon.

With a clang, the axe fell to the ground.

Brother Pao said calmly: "Next."

Another person rushed out the stick, and the chao brother used the same trick again, and the dagger was cut off with his backhand. The person's eyes blurred and his tendons were broken again.

The sticks were shocked and looked at each other, and no one was willing to take the initiative to take the initiative to move forward.

Now that the three moves have already been said, the first three moves can only be avoided and not fight back, but Brother Pao didn't give them the chance to see the third move. He was cut off his tendons and would be ruined in the future.

At this time, another man brought his stick upside down with two axes, crossed his axes, and said, "Block the door, Liu Yu."

Brother Pao stepped forward and slashed, but was held by an axe. Just as he was about to break the tendons of his hand, the axe in Liu Yu's other hand suddenly came.

Brother Pao dodged back and barely dodged the axe blade. If he hadn't reacted faster than others, this axe would have been broken.

He looked down at the clothes with his abdomen and a shallow bloodline cut on the lower abdomen of his clothes, and then looked up at Liu Yu: "Boy, why did you fight back before you have passed three moves?"

Liu Yu kept silent.

Brother Pao suddenly raised his head and laughed: "This is right, this is the world I know! I almost got scared by you!"

After saying that, Brother Pao stopped holding back. A dagger flipped in his hand and suddenly cut it into Liu Yu's abdomen. Liu Yu blocked it with an axe with his left hand, but the expected sound of gold and iron clashing did not sound. Brother Pao turned his wrist and the dagger slashed through his neck, and blood splattered on the blue brick wall.

Liu Yu slowly knelt down in front of Brother Pao: "Awesome!"

Brother Pao wiped the blood on his face: "After coming to your bird place, I will be a human being with my tail every day, and I will run away when I see any danger, for fear of provoking any of you monsters and monsters, but it will end up being provoked. Your bad world is really not a good person to live. Come on, I can kill a few, and maybe I can go home after I kill it."

"Come again!"

He put the sticks one by one, and Brother Pao rushed forward step by step until he looked back when he was exhausted. More than twenty corpses had been left behind him.

The battle in Beijing was completely tearing off the disguise and rushed forward.

Erdao protected Brother Pao, and there were several wounds on his body. Blood flowed along his clothes to his pants, and then dripped onto the ground along his pants' legs.

Brother Pao sighed: "Erdao, I'm sorry to you, I'll be brother again in the next life."

Erdao was not afraid, so he asked curiously: "Who will be the brother in the next life and who will be the brother?"

Brother Pao laughed and scolded: "Do you still have such ambition?"

He threw away the dagger that had broken his mouth, picked up two axes from the ground, and roared: "Kill!"

However, at this moment, screams came from behind the sticks. Brother Pao suddenly turned around and looked at the way he came. He saw a man wearing gray cloth clothes, covered with gray cloth, holding an iron ruler, and rushing in from outside the alley.

This man is extremely powerful, far from being able to resist these bars. More than 20 bars were caught off guard and were beaten by the other party, making a gap open.

Extremely fierce.

Someone roared angrily: "Shake the person quickly, you are the official!"

"Hurry up, call the master!"

The masked man came to Lishama Hutong and looked up and down at Brother Pao and Erdao's injuries: "Can you leave?"

Brother Pao raised his eyebrows: "Can you leave."

The masked man turned around and went out to kill him again: "Go!"

Brother Pao looked at the masked man's back and always felt familiar, but he could never remember where he had seen him.

The masked man led the brother Pao and ran out of Lishamao Hutong with his head and broke into another alley. The three of them ran wildly under rows of red lanterns, causing the guests on the second floor of the alley to open the windows.

Hutchison's sticks were worn in a short black jacket and surrounded them from all directions. They gathered in the narrow alley like water flowing into the middle.

A stick came towards the masked man and slashed the iron ruler in his hand. But before he could fall down, he saw the masked man rubbing his body and hitting him, knocking him out two feet away with a blow, knocking down three sticks that came!

A guest on the second floor shouted: "What a good life! I'll be rewarded!"

As he said that, the guest took out more than ten copper coins from his sleeve and scattered them down!

The masked man took advantage of the opportunity of the other party's back and turned around and entered a guest hall. When he entered, his husband with heavy makeup on his face was wearing a green costume and sat in Enke's arms and sang opera.

When the masked man broke in, the little boyfriend suddenly became startled from the guest's lap: "Ahhh! Who are you, get out!"

But the masked man ignored it and walked through the hall on his own, broke through the white paper window behind and crawled out, with Brother Pao and Erdao following closely behind.

Before my husband and Enke came to their senses, they saw dozens of sticks from Hutchison carrying weapons through the hall, which was so shocked that my little husband screamed.

The masked man ran all the way and led Brother Pao and Erdao to break into a clean alley.

This alley paves the road in the green bricks, and there are no red lanterns. Instead, there are green lanterns hanging on both sides of the road. There are no more orioles and swallows, only the sound of silk and bamboo are floating faintly.

He looked back and saw a middle-aged man standing in the alley and stopping the sticks: "Don't go to Baishun Hutong to disturb the distinguished guests, let them go."

After saying that, the middle-aged man stood outside the alley and bowed to Brother Pao from afar: "Brother Pao is a hero, and his fate should not be lost today. But since you leave today, don't come back again. We have a high mountain and long rivers, and we will never see you!"

The middle-aged man bowed to the masked man again and said, "This hero doesn't know the name of Gao? I and I will definitely report it later."
To be continued...