"Someone, take this old man down for me!"
Ah Qi looked a little gloomy.
From what Zhu Mingzhi said, it seems that the old man's purpose is not pure.
Since someone from the Mao family became an outstanding disciple of the Shahai Sect decades ago, even if their family has not become a high-level figure in the Shahai Sect after so many years, they are definitely the backbone of the sect.
Ah Qi knew that the gang leader had fallen out with the Shahai Sect two days ago.
And now, this guy came to the house and was ready to apply for the job of Yan Xiong's chef. This was worth further investigation.
What made Ah Qi angry was that if Zhu Mingzhi hadn't reminded him, he might have really introduced this old man to Yan Xiong.
If this old guy poisons the food...
Ah Qi could imagine how serious his sin would be by then.
I'm afraid that by then, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and others will pull him out alive!
"You little bastard, you've ruined my plans, you better die!"
The Tianxiahui gang members around were all well-trained fighters. Upon hearing Ah Qi's command, they all gathered around immediately.
However, facing so many people, Mao Xian didn't take them seriously at all.
His eyes seemed to be spitting fire as he stared at Zhu Mingzhi. He took a slight step and pounced towards Zhu Mingzhi.
The wrinkled palms clapped out.
In an instant, a martial spirit emerged behind him.
It was a giant hand.
"Sixth rank? No, you are fifth rank!"
Seeing the giant palm formed by the true meaning of martial arts, Zhu Mingzhi's face changed instantly and he stepped back instantly.
His lightness skill is very good, and it is almost impossible for people of the same level to catch up with him.
But in front of the old man, his lightness skills were totally inadequate.
Seeing his giant hand getting closer and closer, Zhu Mingzhi stopped with a serious expression, and the knife in his hand danced like a few dancing butterflies.
“I was wondering why that knife looked so familiar, it turned out to be Jiu Xing Feng Xiang’s Liu Yi Butterfly Knife Technique.
The sword skills are good, but the realm is too low, everything is in vain!"
Mao Xian said with a cold face.
Then he pressed his hand down heavily, and the true meaning of martial arts in the air was instantly captured.
Puff puff puff…
The knife in Zhu Mingzhi's hand had already danced into a ball, and his whole body was filled with knife light, completely blocking his figure.
Bang…
The giant palm approached and the knife light shattered instantly.
"drink… "
Zhu Mingzhi's face flushed red, he roared, and using all his strength, he used his lightness skills to pounce to the side.
boom…
The giant palm slammed on the ground, and the whole square shook.
Cough cough cough…
In the dust, Zhu Mingzhi was lying on the ground covered in blood, coughing up blood.
“Not dead yet!”
The old man frowned and was about to attack again.
Chirp...
At this moment, a flaming arrow shot straight into the sky.
The square was in chaos at this time, and those gangsters who had lined up earlier were fleeing frantically.
The guards of Tianxiahui in the square rushed towards this side frantically again.
Surrounded by a group of Tianxiahui gang members, Ah Qi fired a flare arrow to signal the enemy's approach.
"Who is it? How dare you come to my Songyao Tianxia Club and act so presumptuously!"
Rolling sound waves came from not far away, and a man wearing an evil ghost mask was leaping towards this side.
That person's speed was amazing. With his speed, he would probably arrive there in just a few breaths.
"I'll spare your life today!"
Mao Xian hesitated for a moment, uttered a stern shout, then leaped into the crowd and disappeared in a few flashes.
"Go! Gather the men and search the whole city!"
Upon seeing this, Ah Qi immediately gave orders to his attendants and then ran towards Zhu Mingzhi.
"Where are the people?"
At this time, the man wearing the evil ghost mask finally arrived. He landed and asked Ah Qi.
“Senior Wengsha, that man has blended into the crowd and escaped. I guess he will not leave the city, but hide somewhere in the city. I have ordered people to search the whole city for him.
That person is a fifth-rank expert, and the people below may not be able to handle him, so please ask Senior Wengsha and several other seniors to stay in various places just in case! "
While ordering people to carefully lift Zhu Mingzhi up, Ah Qi spoke to Weng Sha.
"I see!"
Weng Sha nodded, then used his lightness skills to turn into a shadow and disappeared.
Weng Sha is the old man Weng who followed Yan Xiong back to the Tianxiahui.
After returning to Tianxiahui, he was appointed as one of the 108 evil spirits of Tianchi and changed his name to Wengsha.
A fifth-rank warrior who might be from the Shahai Sect appeared in Songyao City. Although it was not enough to make Yan Xiong feel like he was facing a great enemy, he did not relax. Instead, he arranged a large number of people to start a city-wide search.
In just half an incense stick of time, the streets of Songyao City were filled with people from the Tianxiahui. They all took the portraits that Ah Qi had dictated and had painted by the painters, and began to search every house.
However, Song Yao is too big. Even if Tianxiahui mobilizes a large number of people, it will take a lot of time to complete the search.
Moreover, due to the large population, it is not certain that one can find the person.
But Yan Xiong was not in a hurry. As long as people were still in the city, he would never be able to escape.
Therefore, under Yan Xiong's order, the only two city gates of Songyao City were immediately closed, and the members of the Tianxiahui on the city wall guarded the city as if they were facing a great enemy.
Anyone leaving the city must be strictly checked.
"Brother Mao, what should we do now? How can we get into the Tian Xia Association after you've caused such a commotion?"
In a shabby room, an old man with tattered clothes and a stiff face looked ashen.
"Brother, I am not causing trouble. What happened today was an accident. I never thought that a little thief would know the secrets of my Mao family and destroy my conspiracy on the spot.
If I don't take action, those guys from Tianxiahui will come to arrest me."
Mao Xian took the big pot off his back, and then he kicked it away. "Damn it, you actually know that the pot in my Mao family is made of iron on the outside and silver on the inside."
"Tsk! Junior Brother Mao, if you hadn't been unable to change your talkative habit and insisted on chatting with that kid, who knows, your plan might have succeeded."
The old man with a cracked mouth took a puff of his pipe and looked like an ordinary old man.
"You know shit. I'm just trying to fit in with the group. You're nothing like me. You're an old man who looks like you don't want to be approached by strangers. If I were a member of the Tianxia Society, I'd be the first to suspect you when I see you."
Mao Xian was very unhappy with what the old man with the cracked mouth said and immediately retorted.
"Quiet!" the stiff-faced old man said coldly, then he listened attentively, "The Tianxiahui is here to search for you. You two should hide in the secret passage, and I will handle it."
Mao Xian looked at the old man with a cracked mouth, then silently lifted the bedding on the earthen kang next to them. When he lifted it, a secret passage suddenly appeared.
The two of them entered the secret passage one after the other.
The stiff-faced old man packed up his bedding and sat waiting.
Bang, bang, bang…
In less than half a minute, someone started knocking on the door outside the yard.
"Open the door, Tianxiahui is searching for the wanted criminal!"
"Here it comes, ahem..."
As soon as they opened the door and saw an old man, several members of the Tianxiahui became alert.
It was not until the leader took out the portrait and looked at it twice, confirming that it was not the person in the painting, that the others relaxed their vigilance.
"Old man, have you seen this man?"