Sha Zilong's bodyguard bureau has been changed into an inn.
The big dream of the East can't help but wake up. Gunfire silenced tigers in the wild forests of Malaysia and India. Half-awake person, rub it.
Eyes, pray for ancestors and gods; Soon, I lost my land, freedom and sovereignty. There are different faces standing outside the door.
Dude, the muzzle is still hot. What's the use of their spears, poison crossbows and thick shields with snake spots? Even ancestors and ancestral houses
Believing in gods is invalid! China in Qi Long is no longer mysterious. With the train, crossing the grave destroys Feng Shui. jujube
Multi-ear red flag, blue shark scabbard steel knife, ringing horse, Jianghu wisdom slang, friendship and
Fame, even Sha Zilong, his martial arts and his career, have all become like last night. Today is the train, fast gun, trade and
It is said that someone is going to kill the emperor's head!
This is an era when there is no food after parting ways, and martial arts is not advocated by revolutionary parties and educators.
Who doesn't know that Shazilong is short and thin, neat and tough, and his eyes are as bright as big stars on a frosty night? However, now he.
Put the meat. The bodyguard bureau changed the inn, and he occupied three northern rooms in the backyard, with big guns in the corner and several in the yard.
Castle only at night, he closed the door of the yard and became familiar with his "Five Tigers Broken Soul Gun". This gun is the same as this one.
Gun, in twenty years, invented the word "Sha Zilong" for him in the northwest, and he never met his opponent.
Now, this gun and this set of guns will not add luster to him; Feel this cold, slippery, hard and trembling pole,
Let him feel less sad. Only when a person picks up a gun at night can he believe that he is still a "magic gun sand"
During the day, he doesn't talk much about martial arts and the past; His world was blown away by the wind.
Teenagers who have been practicing under him often come to him. Most of them are underachievers, and they all have some martial arts.
But there is no place to use it. Some people go to the temple fair to perform: kick twice, practice a set of guys, turn a few somersaults and sell them with them.
Order some powerful drugs and mix them up. Some people really can't afford to be idle, so go get a basket of fruit or pick some edamame to catch up early.
Shout for weight in the street. At that time, rice was cheap and meat was cheap. If you were willing to sell arms, you would have been confused. They can
Is it true: I need something to eat when I am pregnant; Dry and hot cakes can't be swallowed. Besides, they still have time.
Often go for a walk: five tiger stickers, open the way, too many lions and less lions ... although this is nothing-compared with walking away-but in the end.
Have a chance to walk around and show your face. Yes, it's a matter of buying face to pay tribute. They dressed up like children.
As little as a pair of blue crepe pants, a freshly bleached fine cloth coat, a pair of fish-scale shoes-the best is a green satin scratching the tiger.
Boots. They are disciples of Sha Zilong, the god gun-although Sha Zilong denies it-and they will have to pay an appearance fee if they leave.
Two dollars, maybe a fight. If you have no money, ask Mr. Sha for it. Teacher Sha is also unambiguous, and some of them are informal.
They left empty-handed. However, if you want a fight or a skill, please say "yes"-what?
Yao grabbed the knife empty-handed, or the tiger hooked the gun-Teacher Sha sometimes joked and casually said, "Teach what? boiling water
All right! "Sometimes put them out directly. They don't quite understand what happened to Teacher Sha, and they are a little unhappy.
However, they brag about Teacher Sha everywhere. On the one hand, they want people to know that their martial arts are really taught and well trained.
Human advice; Secondly, I am excited about Teacher Sha: If someone is not convinced and comes to the teacher, won't the teacher show a thing or two?
Hands. Really? So: Teacher Sha knocked down a cow with one punch! Teacher Sha kicked people into the room, which didn't make much difference.
Power! None of them had ever seen such a thing, but at a certain moment, they believed it was true, with a time and a place.
It's true, swear!
Wang Sansheng-Sha Zilong's big brothers-opened a venue in the Earth Temple and set up all the guys. Wipe your nose with tea.
At the end of the leafy snuff, he waved a few bamboo Strafe, which made the venue bigger. Put down the whip, don't turn around, fork.
I recited two sentences: "kick the hero of the world, the hero of five fists!" " He looked around and said, "Folks, Wang Sansheng.
Not a busker; I know a few tricks. I walked on the northwest road and met my friends in the green forest. I'm free now, pull
A place to play with you. Come down if you like to practice. Wang Sansheng will make friends with martial arts. It's an honor for me to accompany you. Shenqiangsha
Zilong is my master; Authentic! Ladies and gentlemen, does anyone want to come down? "He looked at it and knew that no one dared to come down.
His handwriting is hard, but that Strafe is harder and weighs 18 Jin.
Wang Sansheng, a big man with a juryman face, looked around with big black eyes. Everybody keep quiet. He took off his shirt.
The coat is very tight, and the white "waist is hard" is very tight, which kills the stomach. Spit in the palm of your hand and grab a big knife: "
Ladies and gentlemen, Wang Sansheng will practice first. Don't practice in vain. After practice, I'll throw a few with you. Say hello to help refuel if you have no money.
There is no business here. Okay, close your eyes! "broadsword, high eyes, tight face, bulging chest,
Like two old birch roots. Stamp a foot, the knife is raised horizontally, and the red tassel swings in front of the shoulder. Split, split, squat, flash, hand
As soon as the wind blows, it suddenly rings. Suddenly, the knife turned in the right hand and bent down. There was silence all around, only the tassel bell was calling softly.
The knife came, slammed into the mud, and stood upright, one head taller than the others, like a black tower. Received momentum: "All!"
Bit! "A knife in one hand and rested on her hips in the other, looking around. Dropping a few coppers, he nodded. Gentlemen! "
He waited and waited, but there were still a few bright and thin copper coins on the ground, and the people in the outer layer secretly dispersed. He swallowed a sigh:
"No one understands!" He whispered, but everyone heard him.
"Kung Fu!" An old man with a yellow beard answered in the northwest corner. "Ah?" Wang Sansheng doesn't seem to understand.
"I said: You have a working husband!" The tone of the old man is very unpopular.
Putting down the broadsword, Wang Sansheng followed everyone's head and looked northwest. No one values old people: a little dry and dressed.
He was wearing a thick blue shirt, his face was sunken, his eyes were sunken deeply, he had a few thin yellow beards on his mouth and a small yellow grass on his shoulders.
Braids are as thin as chopsticks, but definitely not as straight as chopsticks. Wang Sansheng saw that the old guy had kung fu and brains.
The door is bright, and the eyes are bright-although the eyes are deep, they are as black as two small wells, shining deeply with black light. San-sheng wang is not afraid:
He can see that others have kung fu, but he is more confident in his own ability. He is a general under Sha Zilong. "Come down and play,
Uncle! "St. Wang Sheng said very well.
Nodding, the old man went in. Everyone laughed when he left. His arm is not very mobile; Step forward with your left foot, right?
As the foot is pulled up and pulled forward step by step, the whole body is ①, as if it had been paralyzed. Rub into the field and put on your big shirt.
Throw it on the ground and ignore how to laugh at him around.
"You said Sha Zilong apprentice, god gun? Ok, let you use a gun; What about me? " The old man is very simple, very similar.
I want to do it for a long time.
Everyone is back, and it's no use beating the gongs no matter how hard the bears in the neighboring field fight. "Three sticks in the gun?" Wangsan
Victory depends on the skill of the old man, and three sticks are not random guys.
The old man nodded again and picked up the guy.
Wang Sansheng rolled his eyes and shook his gun. His face was ugly.
The old man's black eyes are deeper and smaller, like incense at both ends. As the gun in front of him turned, Wang Sansheng suddenly felt.
No, those black eyes seem to suck the tip of your gun in! It's not easy to get around. Everyone thinks the old man.
It's really awesome. In order to avoid those eyes, Wang Sansheng played a gun skill. The old man's yellow beard moved: "Please!" Wang sansheng
A buckled gun, lunged forward, the tip of the gun ran to the old man's throat, and the gun tassel made a red spin. The old man's body suddenly came alive.
After the exhibition, he leaned slightly, put down the gun, hung up the front handle, and then raised Wang Sansheng's hand. Bang, bang, two, Wang Sansheng's.
He dropped the gun in his hand. Long-distance call Well, Wang Sansheng's face and chest are purple, so he grabbed his gun. A Hanako, with a gun, rolled with people.
Come here, your gun ran among the old people. The old man's eyes are bright and black; Bend your legs gently, cover your crotch and walk up.
Hit the gun rod that was just about to be retracted; Shoot, and the gun fell to the ground again.
The outside is a piece of color. Wang Sansheng was sweating like a pig. He stopped getting a gun, and his eyes stood there. The old man fell down
Guy, pick up the big shirt, still dragging his legs, but walking fast. A big shirt was draped over his arm, and he came to take pictures of Wang Sansheng.
Just for a moment: "You have to practice, man!"
"Don't go!" Wang Sansheng wiped a sweat: "You won't leave, your surname is Wang's suit! But one thing, do you dare to see Teacher Sha? "
"I just came to meet him!" The old man's dry face wrinkled as if he were laughing. "go; Take it.
; Dinner is on me! "
Wang Sansheng packed up his weapons, gave them to the juggler Asako II, and accompanied the old man out of the temple. at heel
He scolded many people and dispersed them. "What's your old name?" He asked.
"Sun", the old man's words are as dry as people's. "love to practice; I've been wanting to see the sand dragon for a long time. "
Sha Zilong won't kick your ass! Wang Sansheng said in his heart. He worked harder, but he didn't leave old Sunman behind. he
It can be seen that the old man's legs have been walking the step of checking the fist door; Hand in hand, soon. However, whether he
How fast? Sha Zilong has no opponent. Knowing that old Sunman was going to suffer, he was very happy and slowed down.
"Where's Uncle Sun?"
"Between the rivers, a small place." Lao Sunman also meant well: "It's not easy to see kung fu after stabbing for a lifetime!
Seriously, your hands are not bad! "SAN-wang head sweat is back, no words.
When I arrived at the inn, my heart jumped, fearing that Teacher Sha was not at home, and I was in a hurry for revenge. He knows that teachers don't like this kind of thing.
Things, the younger brothers hit a lot of nails, but he believes it will work this time. He is a big guy, unlike those children.
; Besides, there were roll calls at the temple fair. Can Mr. Sha still lose this face? "Three wins", Sha Zilong is in bed.
Looking at this "list of gods", "What can I do for you?" Sansheng's face turned purple again, and his lips moved, unable to speak.
Sha Zilong sat up. "What's the matter, three wins?"
"I planted a fall!"
I only yawned for a little while, and Teacher Sha didn't say anything else.
Wang Sansheng was upset, but did not dare to attack; He must excite the teacher: "An old man named Sun is waiting outside the door."
What about the teacher? Shoot my gun, gun, twice! "He knows how heavy the word" gun "is in the teacher's mind. Not waiting.
As soon as the order came out, he hurried out.
The guests came in and Sha Zilong waited outside. Sit down hand in hand and let Sansheng make tea. Three wins and two hopes.
An old man immediately handed over his hand, but wanted to make tea. Lao Sunman had nothing to say, so he looked at Sha Zilong with obscure eyes.
Sand is very polite:
"If Sansheng has offended you, leave him alone. He is still young."
Lao Sunman was disappointed, but he also saw Sha Zilong's shrewdness. He doesn't know what to do. He can't take advantage of a person's shrewdness.
Determine his martial arts. "I'm going to learn marksmanship!" He couldn't help saying it.
Sha Zilong didn't pick up the fragments. Wang Sansheng came in with a teapot-eager to see the two of them start work, he didn't care whether the water was boiling or not.
Just soak it in the pot.
"Sansheng," Sha Zilong picked up the tea bowl. "Go to a friend of Xiaoshun. See you in the sky and have dinner with Lao Sunman. "
"what!" Wang Sansheng's eyes almost fell out. Looking at the teacher's face, he dared to be angry but dared not speak.
Say "Yes!" Go out and pout. "It's not easy to teach an apprentice!" Lao Sunman said.
"I have confiscated an apprentice. Come on, this water won't boil! Go to the teahouse to drink and eat when you are hungry. " Shazilong on the table
Pick up a satin wallet with a snuff bottle at one end and some money at the other, and hang it on your belt.
"No, I'm not hungry yet!" Lao Sunman was very determined, and the word "no" threw the braid from the shoulder to the back.
"Talk for a while."
"I'm here to learn marksmanship."
"Kung Fu has long been put aside," Sha Zilong pointed to his body. "The meat has been put away!" "Never mind," old Sunman said.
I took a deep look at Mr. Sha: "Don't argue, teach me five tigers to break my soul."
"Five Tiger Broken Soul Gun?" Sha Zilong smiled and said, "I forgot to clean it long ago! I forgot to clean it long ago! Tell you what, stay with me.
In a few days, we'll wander around, and before we leave, we'll send some tolls. "
"I don't want to go shopping and I don't need money. I'm going to study art! " Old Sunman stood up. "I'll take you to a trip. I've seen enough. "
Learning skills is not enough! "A bow has arrived in the courtyard, and pigeons flying all over the building are scared. He pulled open the shelf and examined his leg with his fist.
Quick, hands are flying, a flying foot is flying, pigtails are floating in the air, like kites falling from the sky; Soon, every time
All shelves are stable, accurate and tidy; Six trips back and forth, playing all over the yard, walking round and tight, being in one place
Place, spirit runs through all directions. Holding a fist and shrinking, like a swallow flying in the yard suddenly returning to its nest.
"good! Good! " Sand dragon nodded and shouted on the steps.
"Teach me that gun!" Lao Sunman embraced the fuels.
Shazilong walked down the steps and clenched his fist: "Old Sunman, tell the truth; That gun and that set of guns went into the coffin with me,
Into the coffin together! "
"Don't pass it on?"
"Don't pass it on!"
My beard and mouth moved for a long time, but I didn't say anything. I went to the house, grabbed my big blue shirt and pulled my leg: "Fight!" "
It's a mess Goodbye! "
"Let's go after dinner!" Sha Zilong said.
Lao Sunman was speechless.
Sha Zilong sent the guests to the small door, then returned to the house and nodded at the big gun standing in the corner.
He went to Tianhui alone, fearing that Wang Sansheng would wait there. None of them went.
Neither Wang Sansheng nor Xiao Shun dares to perform in the Land Temple, and no one will win for Sha Long. On the contrary, he
Experts say that Sha Zilong stumbled and didn't dare to fight with an old man. That old man can kick a cow to death with one foot. Don't say Wang San
Win or lose to him, Sha Zilong is no match for him. However, Wang Sansheng and the old man saw a high and a low, and there was sand.
Dragon can't even speak hard. The "Magic Gun Shazilong" slowly seems to have been forgotten by people.
The night is quiet and sparsely populated. Sha Zilong closed the door and stabbed sixty-four times in one breath. Then, leaning against the gun, looking at the sky.
The stars remind me of the prestige of the wild shop and the wild forest. Sighed, and slowly touched the cool and slippery gun with his fingers, slightly
A smile, "don't preach! Don't cross! "