Zhou Chengzong had a undressed face, wrinkled clothes, leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding a broken porcelain bowl in the other hand, dressed as a lame beggar, moving step by step against the wall. Kaifeng was rich, and there were many beggars wandering the streets. They bask in the sun, catching lice every day, and begging for food when they were hungry. What was the comfort of the pedestrians passing by the street. They were not surprised by this, and no one looked at Zhou Chengzong more.

Although Zhou Chengzong was determined to surrender to Northern Liao and take revenge with the Khitan cavalry, how to contact the other party and gain trust was still an unsolvable problem. After all, he could not directly break into the inn and recommend himself, and there was no intermediary to make a move. He had to be wary of the pursuit of the Sword Gate in Shushan. After thinking about it, he simply disguised himself as a beggar and went to explore the way.

Duting Inn is the permanent place where the envoys of the Liao Kingdom are stationed. They are close to the Imperial Street and facing the Bian River. They are surrounded by imperial guards. There are many pedestrians on the street, and the air is filled with the smell of roast beef and mutton.

Zhou Chengzong walked slowly, chose a corner covered with shade, sat down, put the broken bowl in front of him, and squinted his eyes to look at the gate of the inn in the distance. He saw the Khitans coming in and out, and just seeing the service and outfits as entourage guards, it was difficult to see Khitan nobles or officials. Whenever he saw Khitan envoys traveling, he would have to accompany the Song Dynasty officials and escort soldiers. How could idle people easily approach?

I can't get close to the Khitan nobles, I have a secret picture in my hand, and I can't sell it at the price even if I want to sell it - would I have to escape from the capital and travel thousands of miles north to Yanyun?

Zhou Chengzong was thinking about the next countermeasure. The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and a sour smell hit his nose. Bang! A short black stick knocked off, smashing the broken porcelain bowl. Looking up along the wooden stick, he was a middle-aged beggar with an ugly face and a messy head with a fierce look like a vicious dog. Zhou Chengzong frowned and said, "You are so strange, why did you smash my job for no reason?"

The middle-aged evil beggar was so angry that he was amused: "Little bastard, where did you come from? Isn't anyone taught you the rules? This section facing the street was occupied by grandpa for ten years! You ran into my nest without saying hello and didn't beat him. You were polite to not break your legs. Get out!" As he said that, he raised the wooden stick and pulled it hard.

Zhou Chengzong was furious and said that it was a tiger falling into the sun and was bullied by a dog. Now even a beggar who was extremely humble came to bully him?! He stood up straight, glared at his eyes, and his murderous aura was revealed.

The middle-aged evil beggar was startled, took two steps back and sat down, gritting his teeth and said, "Boy, how dare you fight back? Are you tired of living?"

Zhou Chengzong was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he spat, turned the stick and moved towards the street.

The middle-aged evil beggar refused to give up, and got up and shouted loudly. A few beggars came from a distance and immediately rushed towards Zhou Chengzong.

Zhou Chengzong naturally could not fight with the beggars on the street, so as not to expose his strength, and speed up slightly and turn into a secluded alley.

The group of beggars panted and chased into the alley. Seeing Zhou Chengzong suddenly stood still, he looked at each other and forced him over with malicious intentions. The middle-aged evil beggar said ruthlessly, "Little bastard, why don't you escape? Can you run past us with a limp? When we break your other leg, you can only climb on the ground from now on." Another beggar smiled sinisterly, "Just sell him to mining, we can still make a fortune." The middle-aged evil beggar's eyes lit up, as if he heard the beautiful sound of copper coins falling into bags, and said chuckling: "Yes! This kid is tall and strong, and he must be able to sell for several cents of money!"

Zhou Chengzong suddenly felt a sudden change when he heard this. It seemed that these beggars had other ways, not just begging along the street. He held back his anger and said, "Everyone, there are just some misunderstandings, there is no need to do anything wrong, right?"

The middle-aged evil beggar said, "The area around Bianhe Street belongs to my Beggars' Sect's territory. How can you let you come whenever you want and leave whenever you want? You cross the border to get food, which is a taboo for Beggars' Sect. It is logical that three knifes and six holes should be used to show punishment." As he spoke, the beggar next to him showed a dagger hidden in his arms and sneered.

Zhou Chengzong said in surprise: "Beggar Gang? Are you disciples of the Beggar Gang?"

The middle-aged evil beggar raised his nostrils and said proudly: "Grandpa is Wang Aniu, one of the top ten incense masters of the Beggars' Sect! If you offend me, it is equivalent to offending three hundred disciples of the Beggars' Sect. I advise you not to resist and go with me obediently to meet the leader of the gang, otherwise the white knife will come out with the red knife!"

Zhou Chengzong pretended to be afraid and lowered his head and said, "As long as you don't kill me, you can go anywhere."

The beggars laughed, pushed and shoved him back to the gang.

The Beggars' Gang's den is located near the Land Temple on Bianhe Street. It is a courtyard that has been abandoned for many years. It is remote and overgrown with weeds. From a distance, the corners of the walls collapsed and the doors and windows are dilapidated.

When they returned to their nests, the beggars relaxed all over and looked for the foot of the tree beside the wall and lay down. Only Wang Aniu pushed Zhou Chengzong and went straight into the back door of the yard.

As soon as I crossed the threshold, I saw more than ten shirtless men in the backyard, some were wrestling, some were playing with stone locks, and some were competing for sticks, shouting and shouting, full of arrogance.

Through the corner gate, the corridor, there was another small courtyard. Seven or eight dirty-faced children sat under the eaves, looking frightened. When they saw a strange person appear, they were so scared that they squeezed into a trembling ball. One of the children's hands and feet broke and lay in a pile of weeds, twisting their joints into strange angles, which was very pitiful.

Zhou Chengzong knew that these were abducted children. In the future, they would either be slaves and prostitutes, and they would be worse than death, or they would be physically disabled and would be manipulated and humiliated by evil beggars forever.

Finally, when he walked into the hall, he saw a bamboo bed next to the door, and a fat man was lying on his head, with a naked man on his upper body and a ferocious green dragon behind his mouth. A plump and beautiful woman was shaking a palm-leaf fan, and another woman was kneeling to make tea before the collapse. The life was not too comfortable. The hall was filled with various bronzes, tins, silvers, porcelains and Buddha statues, and mahogany furniture was placed randomly. There were also many famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, which were inappropriate.

Wang Aniu stared at the beautiful woman's white chest in a hidden way, nodded and bowed, "Gangmaster, I caught a bastard who crossed the line today. He was tall and strong, and he was full of strength, but unfortunately he had a leg lame. What should you do about it?"

The fat man yawned and sat up, looked Zhou Chengzong up and down, said indifferently, "I don't keep idle people here, hurry up and find Sanlang Li to sell it."

Wang Aniu smiled and said, "Okay! Don't worry!" As he said that, he pulled Zhou Chengzong's arm, but he staggered his feet and almost fell to the ground. He was ashamed and annoyed, and raised his stick and beat him: "Do you want to die?"

Zhou Chengzong could not bear it anymore, so he raised his hand and slapped it in the face. Bang! Wang Aniu's teeth were loose, half of his cheeks were swollen, and he staggered and fell. He accidentally sat on several porcelain bottles, crushing the pieces of porcelain on the ground, and his butt was ripped out blood, and he screamed in pain.

The fat man glared at his eyes and said in surprise: "Are you a Jianjiazi?" He suddenly jumped up, clenched his fists and turned into a hammer, and a black tiger hit him straight through with his heart. His energy was strong and he had already had murderous intent.

Who is Zhou Chengzong? He was trained by Zhou Huan and Ji Fenglei, and he practiced the most unique skills of the world. How could he look down on such a gangster? He raised a stick in his hand and came first, and stabbed his opponent's Jianjing point with a puff.

The fat man screamed in pain, and felt his muscles and bones soft, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhou Chengzong concentrated his strength at the tip of the stick and reached the vital point between his eyebrows.

The fat man was so scared that he was scattered and knelt down and begged: "Mr. Zhu has no idea about Mount Tai, but I would like to give him a noble man a bad life! The villain is willing to offer all the yard, property women, and even the territory of Bianhe Street."

Zhou Chengzong was ridiculous and sarcastic: "You think I am crazy and come to take the position of the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

The fat man blinked and said carefully: "Since you don't want to steal my position, why are you here?" This is a beggar's nest, and all the property is not worth a few taels of silver. No one will be bored to come here to rob.

Zhou Chengzong said lightly: "What's your name?

The fat man smiled and said, "The villain's surname is Zhu and Luo."

"Zhu Luo?" Zhou Chengzong's expression was a little strange in an instant. He glanced at his fat intestines and couldn't help but shake his head secretly. It was such a pig! He took out a ingot of gold and shook it, and said, "I want to know the big and small things that happened in the capital. Can you do it?"

Zhu Luo was completely attracted by the golden light and said hurriedly: "Yes! You can do it if you have money!"
Chapter completed!