Screaming hooligans covering their faces, legs, and rolling all over the floor, someone yelled "Get out!", and these people hurried away with their legs limping, their arms hugging, and they didn't even dare to turn their heads.
Feng Zhiwei didn't even turn her head, she didn't even glance at the corner of her eyes, she looked at the gate of the Dragon Mie Gang's main altar, which was about to open with a bang, and a man led two groups of people to rush out.
He glanced at the field, and immediately saluted Feng Zhiwei, "Brother Duo Meng is helping me, I dare not ask for my name."
This person's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and his expression was grateful but vigilant. After all, Feng Zhiwei didn't look like a person in the Jianghu, but like a noble royal family. These people have a natural defense against people in the officialdom.
Feng Zhiwei was satisfied in her heart, it seemed that the boss of Mie Long really had some talents under his command, she looked at him with the eyes of a boss looking at his subordinates, then raised her hand and smiled: "Don't dare, what a waste of effort, my subordinates I am an old friend of the gang leader, and I came here specially to visit today, please tell the gang leader, just say that my old friend from Shanbei, don’t come here without any problems?”
As soon as the last eight words came out, the man's expression tightened immediately, he hurriedly bowed, led people in hastily, and came out again after a while, this time leading more people, stood in front of the door and bowed, saying : "The boss is welcome!"
Feng Zhiwei nodded, and stepped in calmly, her guard followed to enter, the man raised his arm to stop her, the guard behind Feng Zhiwei raised his eyebrows, choked and the sword was half unsheathed, and the surrounding Dragon Slayer Gang members immediately looked over with burning eyes , the atmosphere on both sides immediately tense.
Feng Zhiwei didn't turn his head back, he raised his hand, and said indifferently: "Since I see old friends, why should I follow others like clouds? Step back."
Her guards didn't dare to disobey, they put away their knives in unison, but they didn't leave. They were nailed to the gate like a nail, and they stood straight facing the main gate, without blinking their eyes.
Seeing this kind of behavior in the eyes of the Dragon Slayer Gang, they were shocked. At first, this person looked like a son of a nobleman, but which son could train such a forbidden guard? What's more, these guards have a kind of iron-blooded killing spirit. One can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary guards with pustules. They have really killed people and seen the storm. .
Feng Zhiwei acted as if nothing had happened, and followed the guides with a smile to enter calmly. The main altar compound of the Dragon Slayer Gang was not as chilling and dark as imagined, on the contrary, it was extremely elegantly arranged, and it looked more like the mansion of a dignitary. Unlike the entrenched places of Jianghu men, Feng Zhiwei saw it in his eyes, nodded slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he had already arrived at the main hall. On the steps stood a man in a sapphire blue robe and black cloak. He was in his thirties, neatly groomed, with a calm expression. He looked a little arrogant, he didn't look like a gang leader, but rather a well-born, well-behaved rich man.
As soon as Feng Zhiwei saw him, she stretched out her hand enthusiastically, and greeted him from afar: "Brother, it's been a long time, and you are in good spirits? Brother Yu, I really miss him, miss him so much!"
While she said to herself, "I miss you so much", she walked up the stairs naturally, and grabbed the leader of the Dragon Slayer Gang with her hand, and walked into the hall with his arm against the customer. With one flick, a gust of strong wind shot out, but at this moment, Feng Zhiwei clasped his middle finger, suppressing the strong wind, as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Please, please."
The two of them only made one move at the bottom of their sleeves, and the face of the boss of the Dragon Mie Gang changed again. A wink blocked the person below, and his face changed into a smile, and said: "I never thought that Xiongtai's sudden visit would be too far away. Please, please." With a wave of his hand, the half-closed door of the main hall burst open.
The whole hall was full of people sitting upright, staring at the two people on the steps with burning eyes, everyone's expressions were unkind.
Feng Zhiwei was stunned. The other party seemed to be holding an important meeting, but he was interrupted by her uninvited presence. Seeing that the main hall was full, it was probably still an important issue of life and death for the whole gang.
It just so happened.
"Everyone is here together." She laughed, walked over, looked around in the hall, and found an empty seat for herself. The people in the hall couldn't react when they saw her unrestrained and unrestrained energy. , but the boss of the Dragon Slayer Gang looked at it sullenly for a while, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, waved his hand, and ordered someone to bring tea to Feng Zhiwei.
"Didn't dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" He was also very patient, and waited for Feng Zhiwei to take a sip of tea slowly before asking.
Feng Zhiwei raised his eyelids, looked at him with a smile on the steam from the teacup, and said lightly for a while, "Wei Zhi."
The whole hall was silent, and everyone was stunned. Countless people opened their mouths wide, and the hot air from their mouths instantly released a large white mist in the frozen winter air.
"Clang."
Someone was so shocked that he accidentally broke the teacup in his hand.
Wei Zhi!
Peerless national scholar, first-class marquis, Mie Chang's family's first legendary minister of Tiansheng, who was famous all over the world for eliminating the pirates who attacked Dayue and shocked Xiliang. The iron-blooded chief envoy who beat Jianghuai's largest gang to the point of nearly crippling!
Such a person, unexpectedly appeared here so abruptly!
How dare he go straight into the enemy camp alone!
"Wei Zhi!" The violent man stood up recklessly, "You bloody dog officer, pay my brother back!"
"You are Wei Zhi?" Lao Cheng sneered when he reacted solemnly, "Young man, I advise you, if you want to make a splash, you have to see who you pretend to be, don't be wronged and lose your life!"
More people didn't make a sound, each drew their weapons and their figures flickered, instantly surrounding the entire hall.
"Very good, very organized." Feng Zhiwei sat still, and looked around appreciatively, "It seems that you have not completely abandoned your old profession in recent years, and you are very old... military style."
She spoke the last four words so softly that most people didn't hear them, but the leader of the Dragon Slayer Gang who had been standing in front of the hall with his hands behind his back frowned.
"Don't care what you're messing around, whether it's true or not, grandpa gets angry when he hears the word Wei Zhi, you deserve it!" Suddenly there was a loud roar, and a howling wind blew up on the flat ground, and a figure in the wind waved a brilliant golden vajra In the blink of an eye, the pestle rushed closer, and without a word, put a hood under Feng Zhiwei's head.
"I'm talking, why are you interrupting?" Feng Zhiwei raised his hand and smashed out the teacup in his hand, the teacup flew in the air with a green arc, turned around and turned above the dancing golden light , Passing through the light curtain like a ghost, and brushing the vein gate of the big man's wrist, the big man felt his wrist go numb, and the flying vajra fell to the ground with a bang. Smash his instep, even if so, the man was stunned for a moment, the tea cup clanged down and couldn't avoid it, and splashed the tea with a splash.