Chapter 110 Shanhaiwei? disloyalty

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2299Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
"Boom!"

The rolling thunder suddenly broke the silence of Changcheng.

Under the dark night, in a teahouse in the west of the city, billowing fire suddenly flashed!

The fire instantly ignited the entire teahouse, and soon it was ablaze.

A figure staggered out of the teahouse. At this moment, his whole body was charred and he looked even more miserable than a beggar.

He took a deep look at the teahouse, then trotted away in a hurry.

I never dreamed that this Canglong could be so stupid!

If you hold two detonators in your hand and explode, I won't believe you are still alive.

However, after this incident, Changcheng could no longer stay for a long time, and I had to find another place to develop.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind!

Before he could react, he felt a huge force coming from the back of his heart.

The power of Qi and blood contained in it was like a huge wave, and it seemed that it could easily tear apart the protection on his body.

Damn it, are you done yet?

Yang Dong cursed secretly in his heart, and was about to fight with all his strength, when he suddenly realized that the huge force behind him disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Who gave you the courage to touch my partner?"

Yang Dong turned around suddenly, only to see Hong Laoliu stepping on the inhuman Canglong with disdain on his face.

In fact, the current Canglong only has this breath left.

Being interrupted like this by Hong Laoliu, his whole body seemed to have lost its vitality.

Only at this moment did Yang Dong feel completely relieved. He took a deep look at Hong Laoliu and said seriously:

"Senior Hong, you saved my life again."

"It's just that this junior has a problem that I haven't figured out yet."

Hearing this, Hong Laoliu's face flashed with pride.

"Do you want to ask why every time I take action, I can always save you from fire and water?"

"To tell you the truth, I am an expert. I know everything about astronomy and geography. I have..."

"Senior, you are overthinking. I just want to ask you, is it fun to waste money?"

"ah?"

Hong Laoliu was slightly startled, with a hint of confusion on his cheeks.

But Yang Dong looked filled with grief and anger and said:

"That bastard Huxiong drank all the immortal drunkenness in our wine shop today. Do you know how much money those can fetch?"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Laoliu was stunned.

He staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

"You, you, what did you say?"

"That stupid bear drank all our immortals? Why didn't you stop him?"

Hong Laoliu's face was full of grief and anger, and he was heartbroken.

It was as if those Immortals were all his assets.

But the fact can be said that, after all, he has 10% of them.

"Should I stop it with my head?"

Yang Dong roared, not having any awe at all because of Hong Laoliu's cultivation.

"Don't even think about it, what's my level and what's the level of others?"

"I'm a parallel martial artist, challenging someone else's great martial artist, what's the difference between this and risking death?"

Hong Laoliu's face looked extremely ugly at this moment, but he still nodded slightly.

"That being said, it's understandable. It's just that those immortals are drunk..."

"Lao Liu, do you know how many immortal drunks we have lost this time!"

Yang Dong rubbed his neck, his eyes filled with distress.

"Probably...it shouldn't be too much, right? After all, we haven't been drunk for a long time, and besides..."

"We lost three thousand catties!"

Yang Dong was heartbroken and his liver ached with anger.

"That bastard Hu Xiong, even if he drank, he even had our wine warehouse emptied out!"

"Do you know how much silver three thousand pounds of immortal drunkenness represents?"

Hong Laoliu's eyes were filled with pain at this moment.

A pound of immortal drunkenness can hold a pot, and a pot costs thirty taels of silver.

If it weighs three thousand kilograms, that’s... ninety thousand taels! ! ! ?

Hong Laoliu jumped up from the ground with excitement.

"Boy, do you know which direction the Tiger Bear Faction people are going?"

"Even if I risk my life, I will never let our immortal get drunk and fall into the hands of others!"

Seeing this, Yang Dong nodded.

"So, Old Six, now you understand the value of taking action in advance, right?"

"If someone attacks me again in the future, don't test me. Can you just fuck them?"

"No, I won't do it next time!"

Hong Laoliu patted his chest and made assurances. He took out a letter from his pocket and stuffed it into Yang Dong's hand.

"The things above will be burned after reading them. Knowing too much will not be good for you."

After saying that, he jumped up and disappeared into Changcheng in a few jumps.

He wants to find those immortal drunks, but they are all nothing but money!

The total price is 90,000 taels, and one achievement is 9,000 taels!

With so much money, I can buy an oiran and take her home as a concubine!



After watching Hong Laoliu leave, Yang Dong began to pay attention to the envelope in his hand.

He is re-evaluating Hong Laoliu's strength. I originally thought that the other party was just a master at the level of a great martial artist.

But the move that killed Cang Long had clearly exposed Wu Zong's strength.

As for those people like Hu Xiong and Lao Liu, he didn't even mention them.

There is no doubt that they all fell into the hands of Hong Laoliu.

Sure enough, although this old guy is unreliable, he still has strength. At least he is a martial artist, right?

Yang Dong thought so, and couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​pulling Hong Laoliu into the gang.

After all, he is currently short of experts. If he has the protection of an expert, his future journey will be safer.

After gathering his thoughts, Yang Dong slowly opened the envelope in his hand.

On the light yellow letter paper, there is actually not much content. But Yang Dong just glanced at it, and a serious expression immediately appeared on his face.

The people who came to assassinate him this time were all from the Shanhai Guards.

And these Shanhaiwei were a group of masters secretly raised by Lin Chunqiu.

No one knows their names. According to my investigation, the leader of Shanhaiwei is a guy named Zhulong.

The specific strength is unknown, but he once suppressed two martial arts masters with one punch and won the respect of the world.

The information ends here,

It's so short that it doesn't feel refreshing at all.

Of course, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on Hong Laoliu. After all, his time is limited, and it is extremely difficult to investigate so much.

What does Lin Chunqiu do to raise such a master?

Could it be possible that he had already harbored rebellious intentions?

If so, it would be dangerous for Yourong in the capital!

Yang Dong's heart sank, and he actually thought of returning to Beijing immediately.

But reason told him that the time had not come yet.

He now has soldiers and horses in his hands, and he also has the fighting power of Hong Laoliu.

If the time is right, he might become a surprise weapon in Yourong's hands.

But if we just go back like this, it may not be the best choice.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard Yao Jia's crisp voice coming from a distance.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, are you okay?"