Although the middle-aged man's tone is light, it doesn't sound like a perfunctory hypocrisy. He is an old gang, and naturally it can be seen that it is the black-faced guys who are causing trouble now. Therefore, the middle-aged man led a few entourages and blocked the door.
"I did have some trouble." I knew it was a critical moment, so I was not polite at all, and bluntly said: "These people are relying on a large number of people and breaking in at night because they want to disadvantage my friend."
"There are so many people, it's not necessarily reasonable."
"Get out of the way!" The black-faced man couldn't figure out what's wrong, didn't know the origin of this middle-aged man, and shouted in a deep voice: "Fight against us, aren't you afraid of death!?"
"Now being blocked, chased, panicked like a mourning dog, and still stern and eloquent." The middle-aged man glanced at the black-faced man and said, "I'm afraid all your skills are on the same face."
The black-faced man was blocked from the front and back. Although the number of people still occupies a little advantage, he could see that the middle-aged man in front of him was not an easy master.
"This account will be settled with you slowly in the future!" The black-faced man was already ignoring Mu Qingqiao at this moment.
As soon as he moved, the middle-aged man followed, and the following followers rushed forward in a blink of an eye, blocking the path of the black-faced man. Fang Xiaohe and I have Eleven Niangs, following them. This time, the black-faced man is obviously unable to bear it. He straightened his body and shouted: "Do you know who I am? You are really impatient to live." !"
"No matter who you are, I will take care of this matter as much as I want."
"I don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!" The black-faced man gritted his teeth and said, "Listen well, we belong to the Universe! The Southern Sect of Universe!"
The Southern Sect of the Northern Sect of Qiankun Dao is dominated by the Southern Sect. Now Qian Kun Dao is sweeping north, and the limelight is very high for a while. The black-faced man may just want to scare his opponent back, and then leave calmly.
"What the universe is not the universe!"
The middle-aged man hadn't spoken yet, the old man who had been watching coldly said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and take care of them, and don't delay serious matters."
As soon as this dignified old man spoke, the middle-aged man and a few entourage did not hesitate anymore and immediately moved their hands.
I don't know the origin of this old man. However, only by listening to the other party's words, I know that it is a powerful one. Otherwise, how could he not take Qiankun Dao in his eyes.
The middle-aged man is indeed a master, at least there is no disadvantage in fighting with the black-faced man, and the few entourages are also very good. When Fang Xiaohe sees the eleven mother, no matter how many, he fought from behind. For a time, the twenty-odd people of Qiankun Dao were suddenly panicked and exhausted to cope.
After a fierce fight, the gang of black-faced men was crushed. The black-faced man also relied on desperately to turn over from the courtyard wall alone.
In fact, I can see that the middle-aged person is only temporarily helping, but most of the other person does not want to cause too many lives, otherwise, the black-faced man will definitely not be able to escape.
However, people just help, and it cannot be said that middle-aged people are doing something wrong. After the black-faced man escaped in a hurry, the backyard returned to calm, leaving behind the solid Mu Qingqiao tied up by me, still struggling over there.
"Several people, please hall
Tang Fengcha, I will take care of some small things here, and then I will come. "I arched my hand at the middle-aged man and said, "Excuse me, wait a moment. "
"Okay." The middle-aged man walked up to the old man and raised his hand respectfully. Although the old man was a little anxious, he didn't say anything. A few people went to the front to have tea and wait.
After these people had left, I rushed to the side of Xi Niang and looked at her up and down.
"What do you think, don't you recognize me?" Xi Niang raised her hand and took off the white shroud on her body, and said, "You still have some conscience, knowing that Qingyi Tower is in trouble."
Although I was wearing a mask, the eleven mother had already heard my voice. At this moment, I can be completely sure that the eleven mother is cheating to death.
Several people in Tsing Yi Building gathered slowly and cleaned up the backyard. Fang Xiaohe and I erected Mu Qing Bridge. The eleven mother couldn't bear it. When she was intercepted, she knew she couldn't hide, she simply cheated and concealed the enemy, and then secretly returned to Tongchuan and discussed with Fang Xiaohe in private.
She expected that news of her death came out, Fang Xiaohe was standing alone on Tongchuan's side, and there would definitely be a powerful enemy coming in.
Moreover, this can also bring out the hidden inner ghost, killing two birds with one stone.
It's just that Fang Xiaohe and the Eleven Niangs didn't expect that this time the master of the Southern Sect of Qiankun Dao would come. The skill of the black-faced man really should not be underestimated. The two of them took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and failed to take advantage of the sneak attack.
"I'm old, I'm really old." Eleven Niang sighed a lot. She is not forgiving at her age. If she is ten or eight years younger and has vigorous energy, she will kill the black-faced man here anyway.
"Mu Qingqiao, what else do you want to say?" Fang Xiaohe glanced at Mu Qingqiao and said, "I have already said what I should say."
At this moment, Mu Qing's bridge was as gray as death, and he still wanted to argue. However, he had already said everything before he did it. Even if he was clever, there is nothing to argue with now.
"Eleven mother, tell me." Fang Xiaohe shook his head and said: "You have always been in charge of the criminal law of Qingyi Tower."
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" When Mu Qingqiao heard this, he immediately panicked. Not only the Tsing Yi Tower, but also the family sects on the rivers and lakes, they will give the most severe punishment to traitors who eat inside and out, and use them to warn others. Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey. Once the name of a traitor is confirmed, you will die miserably.
Mu Qingqiao considered himself quite high, and this time he spared his life to join forces with Qian Kun Dao secretly, hoping to accomplish something in one fell swoop. Now that the matter was revealed and fell in the hands of Eleven Niang, there was really nothing left to say.
"At this moment, do you still want to live?" Eleven Niang didn't have much conflict with Mu Qingqiao before. However, Mu Qingqiao's actions can no longer be forgiven: "If it weren't for our fate, I'm afraid it would have been dead. It's in your hands."
"Do not kill me… "
"Take it with you." Eleven Niang knew that at this juncture, you must not be merciful to Mu Qingqiao. She waved her hand slowly and said, "Whatever the rules of the door, you can deal with it."
The few people standing outside the shed all suffered tonight. They gritted their teeth bitterly. When Eleven Niang spoke, two people came in immediately, and could not help but drag Mu Qingqiao out.
After Mu Qingqiao was dragged away, the eleven mother seemed to be unable to hold on, and she fell forward and almost fell. Before she
He was wounded when he died, and today there was another fierce fight, and he was really relieved. Fang Xiaohe hurriedly helped her eleven mothers and went to a bedroom in the backyard to take medicine and rest.
I saw that it was all right here, so I hurried to the front.
At this time, the middle-aged people were sitting and drinking tea in the front hall. When I hurried over, I saw not only them, but also the drunk man.
The drunkard must have woken up from the wine, with his head drooping, sitting aside, saying nothing.
As soon as I arrived, the middle-aged people explained their intentions. They wanted to ask what was the situation of the child I adopted.
"Can you talk about it first? Where did the few come from?"
The middle-aged man did not speak, but first looked back at the old man. The meaning was obvious. He could only speak until the old man spoke.
"This is asking someone to ask about things. It's not about seeking revenge. What can't be said." The old man might have waited a little impatiently. He took a sip of tea and said, "We are not shameful."
"Yes." The middle-aged man turned his head and said to me: "Don't hide this brother, we belong to Baiyinzhuang."
"Baiyinzhuang?"
I was slightly surprised. The name of Baiyinzhuang, I have indeed heard people say, but Baiyinzhuang is not a force on the river beach, so I just heard that I have never seen people in Baiyinzhuang.
The owner of Baiyinzhuang was surnamed Lu. This was a large family in the south. His ancestors served as officials in charge of salt tea for two generations. At that time, the officials in charge of salt were very oily. Two generations of salt roads sat down and the family’s silver was as mountains as seas. , The rich side.
Later, although the Lu family ceased to be officials, they continued to run other businesses with their rich family resources. It is especially important that they have a group of private salt dealers.
At that time, salt was controlled by the government, and private sales were strictly prohibited. Although the profit of selling salt is huge, catching one must be decapitated. Therefore, most of the people who are private salt dealers are the ones who are not afraid of death. The Lu family secretly raises a group of private salt dealers, who are not only profitable, but also very powerful.
Baiyinzhuang, the ancestral property of the Lu family, is about the size of a town. It is said that many houses in the Zhuangzi are made of silver, hence the name. In fact, there are no houses made of silver. It is just to describe the Lu family's wealth.
Their family has been passed down to this generation, and the head of the house seems to be called Lu Shuangkui, but I have never seen each other, and I am not sure.
"Baiyinzhuang, I have heard of it." I said to the middle-aged man: "The Patriarch of Baiyinzhuang, I heard that it is Lu Shuangkui."
"That's right." The middle-aged man turned his face slightly, glanced at the old man behind him, and said, "This is the Patriarch of our Lu family."
I did not expect that the Patriarch of Baiyinzhuang Lu's family would appear in Tongchuan. But after thinking about it, maybe this old man is really Lu Shuangkui. From his speech and behavior, it can be seen that he often gives orders on weekdays, and his speech comes with an unangered and majestic majesty.
This old man is Lu Shuangkui, the head of the Lu family, and the middle-aged person is an offshoot of the Lu family, called Lu Wei.
The old man kept drinking tea, looking a little uncomfortable, I thought to myself, is he so concerned about the little pitiful things
After Lu Wei explained the origin of his family, I followed carefully and told each other the little miserable things.
After listening to this, Lu Shuangkui put the tea cup on the table, rolled his eyelids, and glanced at the drunk next to him.
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