Traveling through the martial arts world

Huang Shaolin did not stay long, not for any other reason, but mainly because he felt that Duan Yu was too flattering and he was a little uncomfortable with it.

Afterwards, they found Xian Zhao at the inn. The two of them headed south to enjoy the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. They felt a little hungry without realizing it, so they went straight to a hotel and checked in.

"Brother Xiaoer, give me some of your special dishes and some jars of wine!"

Then he threw 20 taels of silver to the waiter, who went to make the arrangements with a smile.

Huang Shaolin also looked around this hotel with a particularly large flow of people. It had a gangster atmosphere, especially when he saw a big man drinking in big gulps. It was particularly refreshing. Huang Shaolin also took a sip of wine from the big man from a distance.

"Brother, how about we share a table? Let's drink to our heart's content!"

The big man invited Huang Shaolin.

"Well, since you have invited me, I will risk my life to accompany you! Waiter, put the wine and food on that table."

Huang Shaolin pointed to the big man's table. Huang Shaolin didn't hesitate and took Xiao Zhao to sit opposite the big man. He took the big bowl and drank it. Although it was not as good as Shaodaozi, it was not bad either. It should be about 20 degrees.

"Okay, have fun!"

The big man also drank a bowl, and the two of them drank it one bowl after another. In the end, they even took the jar and started drinking.

The two also chatted

"My name is Qiao Feng. May I know your last name, brother?"

"Are you Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect? I've heard a lot about you. I'm Huang Shaolin! This is my maid Xiao Zhao!"

When Huang Shaolin looked up, he saw Yueyang Tower. It was indeed Qiao Feng. What a coincidence.

"Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Huang, the owner of the God of Wealth Inn. I have known him for a long time. After meeting him today, I found that he is indeed as famous as he is. I am glad to meet him and have a good drink!"

As they were talking, they both admired each other. Suddenly, a Beggar Clan disciple ran up to Qiao Feng and whispered something in his ear. Qiao Feng said to Huang Shaolin:

"Mr. Huang, Qiao has something else to deal with. Let's drink another day!"

"Boss Qiao, you can go ahead if you have something to do. We will meet again. Please!"

Although Qiao Feng didn't understand why Huang Shaolin said they would see each other again, he didn't care. Now it was Elder Xu who notified them to hold a meeting in Xingzilin to discuss the killing of Deputy Gang Leader Ma.

Huang Shaolin drank a little too much, and didn't eat much. He also stood up and headed towards the apricot forest. Since he was here, he couldn't miss any of the details. Then he took Xiao Zhao and used Qinggong to catch up.

Soon, Huang Shaolin arrived at the apricot forest. Because he didn't have good Qinggong, he relied on his internal strength to support himself. At this moment, the situation was a bit strange, with Qiao Feng on one side, Elder Xu and Madam Ma, and Monk Zhikong on one side, and Wang Yuyan, Azhu, Abi, and Duan Yu on the other side.

Everyone looked at Huang Shaolin and Xiao Zhao who were rushing over.

"You guys continue, don't worry about me, I'm just passing by!"

As he spoke, Xiao Zhao naturally took out a small stool, took out melon seeds and watermelon and started eating with Huang Shaolin.

"Miss cousin, look at that young man, he's so interesting! He's just a bystander!"

A-Bi saw Huang Shaolin first.

Wang Yuyan didn't say anything either, but smiled, and Azhu kept her eyes on Qiao Feng.

"Qiao Feng, you said that Deputy Gang Leader Ma was not killed by Murong Fu, so why did Deputy Gang Leader Ma die under his own throat-locking skill? Are you trying to protect Murong Fu?"

Quan Guanqing directly accused Qiao Feng.

"Master Quan, I will give you evidence for everything. I will definitely give the Beggars' Sect an explanation."

"No need, because you are not a Han Chinese, and you are not worthy of being the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

At this time, a woman's voice sounded. It was Ma Yuan's wife, Madam Ma, who walked out from behind the crowd.

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that?"

Qiao Feng looked at Madam Ma in bewilderment.