Don't do anything illegal?

All martial arts people know this common sense: heroes use martial arts to violate the ban.

In other words, practicing martial arts and righteousness in the world is originally inconsistent with the law. It often goes beyond the constraints of the law and is almost an ideal subjective driving force, and then evolves into overriding and provoking the law, which is actually unacceptable to the law.

Therefore, if a person who is not a combat force or a legal organization has martial arts, he will be treated illegally.

Therefore, martial arts people are all illegal and it is futile to cleanse themselves of not doing illegal rituals.

So, except for Liu Guards, Mo Jun and him, the people present gave him a look of contempt.

Obviously, An Wufeng seemed to realize that his words were a little deviant from the facts. He coughed dryly and said quietly: "I also know that my request was a little too much. It is difficult for you to pay the money I lost. But have you ever thought about me? My Qingcheng Sect is very poor now, especially under the siege of bigwigs from all sides, and the business cannot be done. Hundreds of people from all over the Qingcheng Sect are about to lose their money. In order to open up a way, I have come to Datong Mansion this time.

I have a lot of family affairs. When I met these "benefactors", I said I could find a way for me, and then I would like to play gambling, and to increase everyone's personal feelings. I think this is also reasonable. Who knows that they are so unintentional and cheated me? This is my entire life of Qingcheng Sect. Now I will say that it is gone. What should I do? Not to mention that I have no shame to go back to Qingcheng Sect, the survival problems of hundreds of people are also heartbreaking? So, I would like to ask everyone, who is good at brains and teach me what should I do?"

At this moment, when An Wufeng's handsome face with a sad expression and only felt aggrieved with tears in his eyes, many people couldn't help but think: Why don't you go to the stage to perform? Does the people of the whole country owe you a Best Performance Award?

Mo Jun was speechless about the almost rogue way of appealing, such as Chief An, who could obviously crush his opponent with his skills, how could he lower his figure and show the posture of the weak to play the tragedy card? Don’t he know that this world, especially the so-called Jianghu, where strength is respected, isn’t it always instilled with the law of the jungle that preys on the weak? Gaining sympathy and compassion? Isn’t it a trick with a tiger? Who would sympathize with the weak? If you don’t step on both feet, you are kind people!

However, no matter how much other people think, He Butian is so bright. He finally understood one thing: this leader An seemed to have seen through his identity and sent him an extremely important message indirectly - the Qingcheng Sect's business was surrounded by these Datong Prefectures. In order to survive in the Qingcheng Sect, he must break through this dead end. In other words, his condition is that these Datong Prefectures must open the door to his Qingcheng Sect, otherwise nothing will work.

He Butian pondered for a long time and said slowly: "President An, I deeply regret your hardships. After all, the matter is so big that I can decide. Wuru. We each take a step back. I will allow you to take it away. However, I hope the leader will not interfere in the future."

An Wufeng looked at him deeply and said lightly: "I said that I am just concerned about the survival problems of hundreds of people from my Qingcheng Sect. I am not interested in doing anything else."

He Butian nodded: "Okay, I understand the meaning of the head, so I will leave you here."

He left as soon as he said that, turned around and stomped his feet, and flew through the air.

But everyone was stunned, and then came to their senses, and they all left in a scattered shape.

In the end, some passing melon-eating audiences were confused and felt that their IQ was not enough for a moment.

Didn’t it be possible to move a stool and eat melon seeds to watch a visual feast of sporting skills? Why is it so disappointing? It’s too irresponsible!

What makes people even more speechless is that An Wufeng actually made a sincere request to them: "Everyone, we haven't eaten yet, we are quite hungry. These are the 'Nine Sages of Tang Yin', very famous heroes. Please help me and dig a pit for them, okay?"

Shifty and quiver-

The melon-eating crowds do not do this stupid thing. Do you think that helping others can be done at any time? If the time is wrong and the location is wrong, good things will be lost. Who can guarantee that one day, whoever has the person who is trampled on his head will perjure and accuse them of being the real murderer of the "Nine Sages of Tang Yin"? It has nothing to do with you? Then why do you bury them? Conscience? There is still a conscience in this world? Didn't it mean that conscience has been eaten by Yang Jian's Xiaotian Dog?

No one greeted him, and he flew away in a flash.

In the night wind, a panic sound came from afar: "I'm hungry too, my family is hungry, waiting for me to go back for dinner..."

There was a vague voice: "I was so hungry that I could hardly run anymore. Oh, my legs were so hungry that I had cramps..."

An Wufeng shook his head and fully felt the reality and indifference of this world.

However, after all, there are still people who value conscience. At least, they left a few torches so that they would not do things in a dark and dark way.

Of course, the rough work of digging soil and burying holes still fell on the heads of the Sixth Guard.

If it were the past, they would never have been so obediently fighting to seize the shovel in An Wufeng's hand. What they saw tonight completely overturned the image of this "bragging king" and re-established a new image and new look that was unfathomable.

Among the Mo Jun, they thought they were going to die tonight. Then, the person who was digging the pit here would not be them, but someone else.

An Wufeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the "Tang Yin Jiuxian" who had not yet been buried on the ground. He stared at their scars and couldn't help but sigh: What do the Liu family want to do?

He frowned slightly and said to himself softly: "Have he not arrived in Datong Mansion yet?"

The "he" he said was Gong Chuozhi.

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An Wufeng really didn't know that Gong Chuozhi had just arrived in Datong Prefecture at dusk this day.
Chapter completed!