"Gu Heng, Gu Yan, Lao Shi, Sanhu, and Xiaoliu." Zong Chen said, "Gu Heng is the previous suzerain of the Blood Buddha, and Gu Yan is his younger brother, Nan Yi's biological father, the number one master of the Blood Buddha, and the old Shi is the number seven figure in Xuefutu, good at knives, and is in charge of the martial arts training of Xuefutu warriors on weekdays. Sanhu is the most experienced old man in Xuefutu, who masters the information transmission of Xuefutu. Xiaoliu is Zhan Xuyao. Generally, they don’t directly join the Blood Buddha, Xiao Liu joins to train himself, the descendants of the Zhan family have different courtesy in the Blood Buddha, and he had not entered the Blood Buddha for long when Dacheng collapsed.”
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, as if she was thinking about something. Judging from the information, it is true that Zhan Xuyao is the most suspicious, but she has always understood that some things are often seen on the surface, which is often the opposite of the truth. Participants, guesswork is not enough.
She sighed, put this aside in advance, and asked: "Can I get the key from the Zhan family that day?"
"The problem now is that the key was with Zhan Xuyao at that time. The Tianzhan family said that Zhan Xuyao was dead, and the key did not return to the Zhan clan. Now it is possible to get the key unless Zhan Xuyao is found, but who knows where he is?" ?”
Feng Zhiwei lost his mind for a while, smiled and said: "The wind and clouds are rolling, and there will be scum. Some things and some people will appear when they should appear..." She didn't ask any more, and dragged a Zhang Tutu said to Zong Chen: "This side can't surface, and our affairs over there can't be stranded. You send reliable people to send here a batch of materials that we have slowly acquired throughout the country over the years. She pointed to a certain place, where a long dark blue shadow represented the continuous mountains, the Hundred Thousand Mountains in southern Fujian.
"Okay..." Zong Chen finished his sentence, and suddenly raised his head, at the same time Feng Zhiwei yelled "Who is that!", raising his hand, the writing brush in his hand flew out of the window like a flying arrow.
There was a sound of roof tiles shattering, and the sound of heavy objects falling down on the tiles and getting up again, and then there was the sound of wind above the head and all around, and Feng Zhiwei's hidden guards had already chased after him.
Feng Zhiwei looked up at the beam, and found a glimmer of light somewhere, she shrank her gaze, and flew onto the beam, and sure enough, she found two small mirrors placed extremely concealed on the beam, both placed at the turning point of the light, facing the There is a small round hole on the side of the roof. As long as someone lies on it and uses the reflection of the mirror, they can see the movements below. With better eyesight, they can even see what she is writing, and lie on the ground. The position of the mirror does not need to be on top of their heads to be easily found. The placement of this mirror has been carefully calculated. It is obvious that the other party has come prepared, but I don’t know why the movement was made just now. Is it because I saw the direction that the map in her hand was pointing at that moment
The whole world can do such tricks at Feng Zhiwei's side, it must be a hidden master, Feng Zhiwei and Zong Chen looked at each other, neither of them spoke, both of them had murderous look in their eyes.
After a while, Zong Chen said: "Tonight, the Dragon Slayer Gang behind the Chen family must do something. Do you think it will be..."
Feng Zhiwei rolled up her sleeves, looked at the dry bamboo rustling against the cold window in the winter night, there was something strange in her eyes, she shook her head slowly after a while.
The night is cold, the winter night in Jianghuai is different from the nights in other places, the chill permeates into the bones, even if the day is sunny, at night, there are white mist floating everywhere, the moonlight hits, and the ground reflects light blue Sparkling light.
The sound of clappers in the distance seemed to be dragged by the night for a long time and desolately. There was a faint cry in the wind. It was the Chen family, known as "shaking half the city", hosting a funeral for their family.
"Hoo hoo."
There was a faint sound of walking wind in the darkness, and several figures shot out from all directions of the chief minister's office silently, submerged in the darkness, running in one direction tacitly, and behind them, a few gray clothes jumped out. The figure is closely followed like a ghost.
Although those who fled in front seemed to be in a panic, they were all heading towards a certain direction west of the city.
At this time, in the west of the city.
Suddenly the door of a very majestic compound opened wide, and many short-sported men with knives poured out. They wore short brown suits, red belts, and a black belt on their arms. Everyone looked solemn and murderous.
A lantern at the entrance of the compound is dimly lit, illuminating the couplets on both sides of the gate. On the left is "Dancing with Swords for Eighty Thousand Miles of Wind and Rain", and on the right is "Swords Picking Three Thousands of Red Dust". Murderous, under the light, it is really like a knife.
It looks a bit like a martial arts school here, but in Jianghuai, many people know that this is the headquarters of the Dragon Mie Gang. It is a small third-rate gang. It is said that two years ago, someone broke into the mountain gate with a single sword and picked out 13 leaders below the leader of the Shenglong Gang. The first big gang, changed its name to Mielong. Naturally, such a rebellious gang name will not be made public, so there is no plaque in front of the main altar, only this couplet is the representative. , the past two years have been truly majestic.
Someone brought out a large basket filled with black thin cloth strips. Most of the people walked over silently and tied them around their arms. A middle-aged man stood silently under the lamp, looking at the direction of the chief minister's yamen for a long time. , his expression fluctuated.
The news of Mr. Chen's caesarean section in Shuiyue Villa has already been heard, and the young master of the Chen family knelt down to the main altar of the Dragon Slayer Gang.
If the Dragon Slayer Gang wants to swallow their anger, how can they mess around on Jianghuai Road in the future
In the history of Jianghuai, there has never been a fight between the people and the officials. Now we want these bastard officials to try their best!
After a while, the man waved his hand resolutely.
Countless bunt men uttered a low "Hey!", the voice was deep and rich, and the chests of thousands of people resonated so that the ground seemed to be trembling.
Steady and rhythmic rustling footsteps sounded, quickly rubbing against the ground and going away, the crowd continued to gather from all directions, silently took the cloth strips at the door, and poured them into the alleys of the Jianghuai capital like countless black springs, and finally Converge in the direction of the chief envoy's yamen.