After hearing Wang Siyuan's words relayed by Meng Qi, Dai Fei, the head of the North Street Qingshou Police Department, put his hands behind his back, frowned, and paced back and forth.
At this time, Yin Zhang arrester Yu Wangyuan, the leader of the money gang Sun Ke, Wu Fang Di Dao Qing Yu and others left for other matters, leaving only Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan to be with him.
Neither of them spoke, waiting patiently for Dai Fei to speak.
After a while, Dai Fei finally stopped and looked at Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan expectantly: I need your help in this matter.
Why did Dai Qingshou say this? Jiang Hengchuan returned the favor.
Dai Fei organized his words: North Street is backed by Jinshui and has a mixture of people. It is an excellent hiding place. To be honest, if it were elsewhere, no matter which powerful leftists or killers were inside, as long as we had six doors The Ojiang Gang of the Menwang Family was determined, and no one could stop us from blocking the streets and conducting a forcible search.
If that's the case, there will be an exterior guard at each corner of the street to prevent people inside from jumping over the wall. Then the detectives will search from house to house. After confirming that there are no problems, they will be driven out of the street. As the number of people becomes fewer and fewer, no one can hide.
He first described the approach in the most serious situation, convincing Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan that Six Doors was not shirking responsibility and showing sincerity.
Meng Qi nodded lightly, this is the attitude and strength that a force that represents great righteousness should have.
Dai Fei changed the topic: However, North Street has been in chaos for a long time, and various forces are fighting. There are countless houses with tunnels leading to other places. If they are forcibly blocked and searched, it will alert the snake and allow the Wolf King to leave the tunnel, or sneak into Jinshui, or go to Maoling walked to other streets and then left in a hurry.
The people in North Street are very familiar with the masters in Maoling. If I go in, I will also be wary. The two are outsiders and have not been in Maoling for a long time. They only need to change their appearance a little. When we can enter smoothly without causing any big noise, we can find the hidden trap we arranged and look for the traces of the Wolf King.
Once confirmed, the two of them would send a signal, and I would use my official position to guarantee that at least one of the location crew members would arrive in the shortest possible time. I believe that with the strength of the two of them, even if they are attacked secretly by the Wolf King. We can also support you.
He gave a secret compliment, hoping that the two of them would agree.
Being attacked and killed for no reason, Meng Qi was filled with hatred for the Wolf King. After thinking for a moment, he immediately replied: Su is fine.
I am such a person who is determined to retaliate.
Jiang is no problem either. Jiang Hengchuan's expression showed a hint of eagerness to try.
Thank you both. If you need our six doors in the future, just ask. Dai Fei happily handed it over, and I will arrange for a head catcher who is good at dressing up to come over. What image do the two of you want to enter North Street. You can give him orders.
Image Meng Qi's heart moved: Dai Qingshou, help me prepare a white robe.
In the room, Meng Qi was arranging his clothes. His white clothes were as white as snow, with a long sword across his waist and a bag containing Heaven's Injury on his back.
Patting his clothes, Meng Qi walked to the bronze mirror with a smile. Examining his face.
The smile was too bright and didn't fit the image of Bai Yi. He pinched his face.
There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, showing only two points
The smile must be a little cold, so as to suit the hidden coldness of the swordsman
The brows cannot be relaxed and must be slightly serious, otherwise it will appear to be frivolous.
no. This smile is too evil and wild, and is not suitable for a cold swordsman like a flying fairy from heaven.
It’s not okay to be too aloof, you have to be a little charming and suave
Bah, bah, bah, why is that stiff dead face, has it been infected by Senior Brother Qi
After a while, Meng Qi finally opened the door.
Outside, the eyes of Dai Fei and Jiang Hengchuan, the chief police officers of Qing Shou, were bright and they almost didn't dare to recognize anyone. In the past, Crazy Sword Su Meng had outstanding facial features, but overall he looked heroic and masculine. But now, with his white clothes like snow, handsome appearance, and a hint of smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked both charming and a bit cold, and matched with his waist With a long sword in his hand, the indescribable swordsman's grace comes to his face.
Yoshiyo came back to his senses and shouted "Hello". Even I almost didn't dare to recognize Brother Su, let alone the people from Beijie who have never seen you.
Jiang Hengchuan chose the most suitable make-up for himself, restrained the natural sense of harmony between man and nature, and added a few traces of exposure to the sun and rain. He really looked like a standard farmer. No one could believe that this person was on the top of the list. Ten young talents.
He smiled bitterly: Mr. Su, if we walk together, others may think that I am your follower.
Lao Jiang, with your image, don't even think about being a book boy. You should just be a follower. You have a bright future. Meng Qi said in a serious tone like a young master.
Jiang Hengchuan shook his head and laughed: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I just follow you, so as not to be weird to others.
Meng Qi took off the Ziwu from his waist and held it in his hand. His steps were neither hasty nor slow, and he walked out of the hall door gracefully:
Hurry up and catch up
Jiang Hengchuan and Dai Fei were both stunned, having fallen into the drama so quickly.
When the two entered North Street, it was already dark, but there were many people on the road, including flower sellers, sugar-fried chestnut sellers, pastries and jewelry, and it was as lively as daytime.
From time to time, in the courtyards of the seemingly low and old-looking houses on both sides of the house, a woman with good looks comes out to solicit guests, dancing with a red gauze scarf, or croaking sweetly, and charming people with her soft words.
Don't underestimate them, there are probably a few outstanding killers hidden inside who will give you a fatal blow when you are in ecstasy. Jiang Hengchuan was from Jiangdong and had heard about Maoling North Street.
Meng Qi was holding a long sword, his white clothes were fluttering, his eyes were not squinting, and the smile at the corner of his mouth made him even more stern.
Really? He spoke briefly.
Jiang Hengchuan worked as a follower dutifully: Yes, it is said that when people from outside come to North Street, if they don't know how to restrain themselves and their martial arts are not outstanding, they may be found lying naked on the roadside the next day, and all their belongings will be looted. , if there is no big background, it is even more likely to be dead in the corner.
He looked around, at the little girl selling flowers and the little boys playing on the street, and said solemnly: When necessary, they can all become killers in an instant, making it difficult to guard against them.
Not a bad place for chaos. Meng Qi's tone was casual.
He has outstanding charm and elegant white clothes, which attracts a lot of attention.
Then, Meng Qi transmitted a message into the secret passage: There can be no true chaos where there are people. As time goes by, orderly rules will be formed under the initial appearance of chaos. Killers have killer rules and their leaders. . Fans also have their own rules. With their talkers, as long as they grasp the true context, they can peel off the cocoons and see through the chaos to see the truth.
right. Jiang Hengchuan said happily, as if there is a place. If your wallet is stolen, there is no point in trying to catch someone. But if you find the right person, your wallet will be back in your hands in a matter of seconds. The person we are looking for is the right person.
At this time, a little girl came over with a flower basket: Master, buy a bouquet of flowers, the girls all like it.
She was pretty and about fourteen or fifteen years old. She tried her best to squeeze through the crowd and was about to get closer. Suddenly, he saw the scabbard-wrapped sword hitting his flower basket, causing several metallic crunching sounds inside.
Her expression changed, but she saw the young man in white in front of her passing by without looking sideways. It seemed that the person next to her was not a thief or killer, but a real flower girl.
Meng Qi sighed inwardly, feeling that there was indeed filth in the world of mortals. If given the chance, I will never let go of those bastards who turn children into dehumanizing killers.
Li Xingkong is such a correct person. He talked about his goal calmly, and after the scene just now, there were no more people selling flowers, sugar, and roasted chestnuts to bother him along the way.
Li Xingkong, one of the talkative people in North Street, has a group of swordsmen and swordsmen under his command. Protecting a group of people who make a living from intelligence information and secretly surrendering to the Six Gates, they are the primary target that Qingshou, the leader of the gang, Dai Fei, asked the two to find.
The moonlight was dim tonight, and the small building away from the main street was shrouded in darkness, with only a little candlelight flickering.
In the small building, Li Xingkong held a knife in one hand and covered the stab wound on his waist with the other. Leaning on the beam, he looked at the people in front of him angrily: We brothers betrayed me, why did you betray me
The blood could not stop flowing out from between the fingers of his left hand, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
The room was filled with flickering candlelight and heavy shadows, making it indescribably gloomy.
The leader on the opposite side was bathed in shadows and snorted coldly: You are so ignorant that you actually refused the Snake King's invitation. Our brothers have been through life and death, for what reason are you doing it for glory and wealth, countless gold and silver, you are doing it for your own status , for their own selfish purposes, they didn’t consider us at all. How could they ever regard us as brothers
This was a face flushed with excitement. He was in his thirties and looked pretty good. Because of what he had done, his figure was trembling slightly, but the hand holding the knife was unusually calm, and there was blood dripping from the tip of the knife.
It was this knife that was inserted into Li Xingkong's waist just now
There were four other people following him, all of whom were brothers who established the current foundation with Li Xingkong, but at this moment, they all betrayed him.
Injured by the dagger, hurt by betrayal, Li Xingkong gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to roar that he had paved the safest and least troublesome escape route, he suddenly looked out the window with a sharp look.
The man who had given Li Xingkong a knife looked around, his eyes also fixed. He saw a handsome man in white clothes standing on the trees outside the building. He was young and handsome, and his eyes looked at him without emotion, and he was charming and charming. There is a chilling coldness in it, just like the sword in his hand, sharp, sharp, cold, and straight
Then, he saw a ray of moonlight, the most beautiful moonlight in his life.
This was also the last time he saw the moonlight.
After the body fell, Meng Qi stepped into the small building, followed by Jiang Hengchuan, who looked like a farmer.
What benefits has the Snake King given you? He pointed his long sword down, and strands of blood gathered at the tip of the sword to form droplets, and then slowly dripped on the wooden board, the color was miserable.
The other four people were so frightened that they couldn't speak.
They were fighting in North Street, and they were all good at assassinations and sneak attacks. Suddenly they saw Meng Qi's back facing him and others with fluttering white clothes. They immediately looked at each other and suddenly drew their swords. They each took sides and cooperated tacitly.
Meng Qi didn't look back. The sword flashed and stopped in front of one of them's throat. He was so frightened that he stopped in a hurry, while the other three clutched their throats and fell down.
You can answer now, right? Meng Qi's voice was cold and emotionless. He studied as the Master of Six Paths of Reincarnation.
At the same time, he used his eyes to signal Jiang Hengchuan to treat Li Xingkong's wound.
Me, I said. The only survivor was so frightened that he almost suffered a mental breakdown. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.
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