Hu Qingpeng carefully concealed his body all the way, avoiding the search of several teams, and gradually approached the dock.

Connecting the dock are several streets and a row of tall warehouses. Hundreds of large and small ships are moored on the riverside on the shore, mainly cargo ships, and a small part are fishing boats. Looking at the eyes, the fishermen in groups of three or three were chatting at the bow, while the naughty fishermen were playing and playing in the river water, and the pleasant laughter drifted in the wind. There were no annoying figures in the river and lake, and there were not many guards around, and everything seemed normal.

Hu Qingpeng naturally would not be deceived by this seemingly calm. With his extraordinary eyesight, he discovered at least twenty enemies lurking in the shadows, who were almost monitoring every inch of land on the dock. Hu Qingpeng even suspected that there were also pretenders among the seemingly leisurely fishermen. As long as suspicious figures appear, they would definitely be attacked after wave of fierce attacks. Don’t expect to board the ship and leave.

The power of the World Association in Changsha is unquestionable. After Hu Lingquan took over the power, he silenced all the fish that had escaped from the net in order to wipe out the roots. On the other hand, in order to get Zeng Zhixiong's token and magical secret magic, he used all his hands to block the two routes of water and land. After all, if the truth about Zeng Zhixiong's killing was leaked, he would be finished, and even the puppet leader could not be. At the same time, Baiyun Sect was also trying his best to cooperate with his actions and set up a net of heaven and earth.

Hu Qingpeng looked at the direction and walked around the other side of the dock to outside a secluded courtyard. He saw two white magnolia trees planted in the courtyard. A blue cloth strip was tied to a tree on the right, which was blown by the wind. It was very difficult to find if he didn't look carefully. The person living here was a subordinate who was secretly trained by Zhang Yukun. He usually made a living by fishing. Hu Qingpeng gently climbed over the courtyard wall and saw that it was pitch black in the wing room. It was probably Cheng Fu had fallen asleep. He followed Zhang Yukun's instructions and flicked the windowsill three times.

An alert shout immediately came from the room: "Who is it?"

Hu Qingpeng replied in a coded word: "The bright moon shines on the nine states!" Before leaving, Tang Xue taught him the technique of changing voice, imitating Zhang Yukun's voice when speaking, and it was indeed seventy-seventh-slight.

As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly closed window suddenly opened, revealing a tough and simple face, and said in surprise and joy: "Master, why are you here? Come in and rest quickly."

Hu Qingpeng glanced into the room and saw a young woman sitting at the head of the bed, comforting the baby beside her, while looking up from time to time, with a look of fear, and her concern for her husband was beyond words. His heart trembled and he whispered: "It's not convenient for you to speak out."

Cheng Fu said, "Yes!" He immediately jumped out of the wing room, then turned around and covered the window. He said respectfully: "The third group of Secret Words Cheng Fu greeted the master. I wonder what the master had to give?"

Hu Qingpeng said: "Time is tight, so I'll tell a long story. You must have heard that there will be civil strife in the world, but the actual situation is that Hu Lingquan colluded with Baiyun Sect and the master of Yanyu Tower to kill the leader! Only I was the one who attended the birthday party that day, so Hu Lingquan was chasing me with all his might, trying to stop me from revealing the truth. In order to expose Hu Lingquan's conspiracy and avenge the leader, I must contact the leader of the four outer halls as soon as possible. However, Hu Lingquan sent people to block all roads away from the city. I want you to send me away from Changsha with a boat, the faster the better!"

Cheng Fu whispered: "I knew that Hu Ling was not a good person. This time even the leader dared to murder him! Fuck him eight generations of ancestors! Master, I will take you on the boat now!"

Hu Qingpeng said: "Wait a minute! Don't you say goodbye to your family? Once you leave this door, you will lose your life at any time!"

Cheng Fu looked at him strangely and said in confusion: "Didn't you say before that 'the mission is the first, and personal affairs are at the end'? Any action must be lightning-proof, and at the same time, you must keep the secrets strictly. You must not disclose a few words to your closest relatives. Have you forgotten all?"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly. After all, he did not have Zhang Yukun's iron heart and showed his flaws inadvertently. He knew very well that if Cheng Fu did not meet his wife and children for the last time, he would never have a chance - this would be too cruel for their family. He sighed lightly and suddenly pointed out Cheng Fu's pussy.

Cheng Fu was caught off guard, his whole body numb, and he couldn't move immediately, and said anxiously: "Master, what are you doing? Could it be that he blamed his subordinates for rushing to you?"

Hu Qingpeng shook his head and said, "Your acupoint will be untied later. Take good care of your wife and children, I'll leave first!" He jumped up, lightly tapped the branches on his toes, and snatched away like the wind. According to the established plan, he wanted to use Cheng Fu's cover to sneak up on the fishing boats anchored at the dock, and then pretended to be revealing his identity inadvertently to attract the attention of the enemy. In this way, the purpose of seducing the enemy was achieved, and he could also dive to escape before the enemy surrounded, greatly increasing the chance of survival. The only price was to sacrifice Cheng Fu's life. But when he found that Cheng Fu had his wife and children, he was not a bachelor without any worries, he felt unbearable and decided to give up the original plan.

Hu Qingpeng knew very well that in order to give the enemy the illusion of escaping Changsha, he had to try to approach the ships anchored at the dock, and he had to expose his identity at the right time to attract all nearby enemies to cover his companions' actions. The timing of this should be measured, and the acting should not be too much, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted. Thinking of fighting against the enemies alone later, blood spilling to the dock, he couldn't help but arouse his fighting spirit to survive in a desperate situation, and he actually became excited and looked forward to this inevitable battle.

He lay down at a high place to observe for a moment, and found that even in the middle of the night, cargo ships occasionally drove into the dock to berth, and then group of porters boarded the ship and unloaded the cargo, and moved a large number of goods into the warehouse. While waiting for the unloading, some of these porters gathered together to rest and chat, while others entered the cheapest wine shop to drink, and the sound of waving and shouting was vaguely heard. He changed his mind and had an idea.

Hu Qingpeng was lying on a snake and scuba, squatting outside a small wine shop next to the warehouse, squatting in the grass and quietly waiting for the prey to appear. The wine shop was very lively, and bursts of laughter, scolding and shouting came out. After waiting for the meal, a tall man held a shoulder pole and flew out of the back door of the wine shop, and cursed in a low voice: "I'm so fucking unlucky today. I'll lose seven times to Li Erniu! Damn, this peeing is so suffocating to death!" He walked to the dark corner, took out the guy, and raked his way to the wall.

"It's so good!" The man was about to wear a belt when he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, and his eyes became dark and he suddenly became unconscious.

Hu Qingpeng held the man's soft body in time and said apologetically: "Uncle, I'm sorry for you!" He resisted the choking smell of sweat and sourness, quickly changed into the other party's clothes, pants, straw sandals, and then threw the unlucky guy into the grass, and put a silver note next to him as compensation. As soon as he finished all this, a head suddenly poked out from the back door of the wine shop: "Old ghost, are you giving birth to a baby? Hurry up, work is on!" After saying that, he shrank back. Hu Qingpeng agreed vaguely, picked up the shoulder pole, and walked out after the man.

Because there was a boat docking and unloading, the noisy and crowded wine shop just now was empty in a blink of an eye. Walking out of the wine shop, dozens of porters hurriedly ran to report to the foreman, and stood up to get the number sign. Some people quarreled fiercely in order to seize the position in front, greeted each other's female relatives. The person who led the way obviously did not notice that his companion had been dropped, and complained without looking back: "Damn it, it's all my fault that you are too slow to do things, otherwise we can grab the top ten and earn three or five more copper coins!"

Hu Qingpeng was too lazy to pay attention to him, and glanced at him like cold electricity, sucking all the enemies around him into his eyes, and secretly estimating their respective strengths. Here is about thirty steps away from Jiang'an, and there is nothing to cover him. He must use his own strength to fight a way out.

The two of them came the latest, so they were naturally at the end of the line. Hu Qingpeng bent down and walked with his head down, hoping to reduce others' attention.

The foreman in charge of issuing license plates while counting the number of people, and distributed bamboo sticks with numerical symbols, which was quite powerful. He walked to the end of the team and suddenly saw a raw face. He reached halfway through the bamboo stick and shrank back, pointing to Hu Qingpeng's nose and asked, "Hey, what's your name? Who introduced you to?"

The foreman's voice was quite loud, which immediately attracted nearly half of the porter to look back and see what accident happened? The man in front of Hu Qingpeng looked back and his eyes were rounded, and he shouted in vain: "Hey, you are not an old ghost! Who are you? Why are you wearing old ghost's clothes and holding his shoulder pole? Could it be... Did you kill him?" The last sentence of the voice trembled and almost collapsed to the ground. The porters were turbulent when they heard this, and they avoided both sides, and their formation was in chaos.

Seeing that Hu Qingpeng had achieved his goal, he stopped talking nonsense. He paused his feet and shot straight forward like an arrow from a string. The porters who blocked the way could not dodge at all, were shaken away by his protective true energy, and rolled around like a rolling gourd.

Drip! Drip! Almost at the same time, a harsh alarm sounded through the night sky, as if it was a death-seeking spell. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling firework rose rapidly, and the blood-red light exploded and splashed in the sky, making the world bright.

Hu Qingpeng knew that the other party was summoning reinforcements, and experts like Huangfu Ji would arrive soon, and he had little time left. At this time, there was still twenty steps away from the river bank.

"It's Zhang Yukun!" "Stop him!" Amid the shouts, dozens of figures flew up, gushing out from their respective invisible corners like locusts, surrounding them from all directions. Everyone is eager to make contributions, waving weapons and striving for the first place, trying to get the lead. Those who are more intelligent, quickly shoot out the hidden weapon desperately, such as a locust stone, poisonous needle, sleeve arrow, flying knife, iron cone... and pouring down like a sudden rain, murderous intent is everywhere.

Hu Qingpeng heard countless hidden weapons roaring and approaching, and was neither shocked nor angry, maintaining a state of calm as water. The six consciousnesses were opened, trying his best to capture the speed, angle, strength and order of each hidden weapon. At the same time, comparing the distance, amount and strength of the enemy, and finding the best breakthrough. Observing the situation clearly, he supported the ground with the shoulder pole, and the true energy retained in his body suddenly burst out. With the power of rebound, his whole body changed the direction of high-speed advance in incredibly, and flew to the front left in a diagonal manner.

Most of the hidden weapons immediately shot into the open space, and jingled and sounded everywhere. Hu Qingpeng used the "Demon-Subduing Stick Technique". The shoulder pole in his hand danced like a windmill, transforming into a black cloud, wrapping his body tightly. The remaining hidden weapons shot, and all the shots were shot down by his shoulder pole. At this moment, Hu Qingpeng suddenly felt two murderous auras coming from left and right, and the cold light flashed, pointing directly to his vital parts. Without thinking, he shook his hands and the shoulder pole penetrated his true energy and threw it out.

The master on the left was caught off guard, and his momentum was too fierce, and there was no room for dodging. With a puff, he was pierced by a long shoulder pole and blood splattered. He died at the enemy before he could finish his move.

Hu Qingpeng made a mistake in his steps, avoiding the red gun pierced from the right side, exerted force on his shoulder, and suddenly hit the unfallen corpse on the left, pulling out the shoulder pole inserted into his chest. The corpse spewed blood and flew backwards like a cannonball that came out of the borehole, knocking down three or four of the men who followed him, and a gap immediately appeared in the encirclement.

"Be careful, you can get rid of your ideas!" "Stop him!"

Hu Qingpeng rushed forward a few steps, the gap had closed, and two big swords slashed in front of him. The strong wind was extremely fierce, and it was the famous "Five Tigers Soul-Breaking Sword Technique" in the world. At the same time, cold winds were blowing close to each other and behind him, and layers of cold light swallowed him unambiguously. As long as he did not have three heads and six arms, he would definitely not be able to withstand the attacks of so many people! The masters who were besieging showed a sneer.

Seeing that Hu Qingpeng was about to be dismembered by the rifle blade, he unexpectedly rolled on the ground and swept out the shoulder pole. He heard the "Oh" crying and screaming, several people jumped straight with their feet, ankles, knees and other fragile parts were hit by the shoulder pole, and they were almost crying. They didn't know that this "Zhang Yukun" was fake, and they were not wary of "Zhang Yukun" using such a trick that he ignored his identity, and he was avoided by him.

Hu Qingpeng had just jumped up on the ground when he suddenly heard a loud shout from his head. Two fierce palm winds as fierce as fire hit the air, and the hot energy forced the others to jump backward. The time for the man to take action was just right, cutting off the possibility of his opponent's dodge. Hu Qingpeng did not dare to be arrogant. A person with such momentum must be a top-notch master in the world. He hurriedly threw away the shoulder pole, and his internal strength instantly increased to 100%. He flipped his palms and raised his head to fight.

The two of them exchanged internal forces and the palm wind was swelling. Then they heard a loud bang, and a whirlwind rolled up on the ground, blowing the people around them to the point of swaying.

Hu Qingpeng felt a fire-like heat flow penetrated into the meridians, and couldn't help but spew a mouthful of blood. Although his Zhurong magic skill had reached the seventh level, his internal strength was still not as good as his opponent's internal strength for more than 20 years, and he suffered internal injuries in one encounter. Fortunately, his true energy after the fusion was unique, and his hardness and softness were combined, which contained the essence of the Buddha and Taoism, which offset most of the opponent's domineering internal strength, otherwise he would be more severe.

When the others saw him vomiting blood and were injured, they all rushed up again, holding the idea of ​​putting in trouble, and swords and shadows flew together, saliva spraying. "Kill him and get the reward!" "He can't do it anymore!" "Damn, don't squeeze!"

Hu Qingpeng tried hard to suppress the surging blood and raised his eyes to capture the ugly appearance of the enemy. A cold smile appeared in the corner of his mouth - a joke, am I a sick cat at the slaughter? He suddenly opened his mouth and let out anger, and the roar was filled with strong murderous intent and anger. Everyone's eyes flashed, and Hu Qingpeng rushed into the crowd like a tiger. After a few flutters, several big men were hit by the sternum, ribs, and blood was vomited out of the circle.

A good swordsman saw Hu Qingpeng rushing at high speed and touched his angry scarlet eyes. Somehow his feet became weak, but he would never retreat at this time. He gritted his teeth and stabbed the sword.

Hu Qingpeng's speed did not decrease at all, as if he had not seen a fatal enemy sword. Just as the opponent's sword tip was about to stab his body, he suddenly stepped in and avoided the vital part. The swordsman stabbed his shoulder with a sword, and he was still happy. Suddenly, he saw a fist quickly enlarge in his eyes, and then suddenly darkened. A sound of bone breaking and shattering came into his mind clearly, screaming and dying of pain.

Hu Qingpeng used the palm techniques he had learned from Zhang Yukun in the past few days, and rushed forward with all his strength with the possibility of injury. Wherever he passed, blood splattered like slurry, and one big man after another fell on the dock. The battle situation could only be described as "tragic". In just a few blinks, Hu Qingpeng knocked down eighteen people in a row, covered in blood, like a demon god walking out of hell, only about five steps away from the river bank. Everyone was shocked by his lifeless tactics, and they all started to retreat, hoping that others would go up and die, so they would get a bargain.

"A bunch of stupid pigs, hold him to my death! He wants to dive into the water and escape!" Hu Lingquan, who rushed over after hearing the news, saw through Hu Qingpeng's intention at first sight, and screamed from a distance, wishing he could snatch his wings and fly to the dock immediately.

Only then did everyone realize that it was not good. If he escaped, wouldn’t it be wasting the opportunity to make a fortune? They hurriedly regrouped and rushed forward with the bullet.

Hu Qingpeng laughed: "You're late!" He turned his body and crashed into the arms of a big man. He snatched his single sword and killed two people in a row. He jumped up and flew up and fell into the surging river. But he saw the waves like snow, rolling his figure quickly away, and only the remaining blood was floating on the surface of the river.
Chapter completed!