West of Yehuai City, Yangliufang, a slum.
Squeak...a faint sound came out. Yang Lan used her arms to push open a small gap in the window in front of her, taking the opportunity to observe the world.
The disorganized and dilapidated houses, the narrow alleys, the urine and sewage flowing everywhere, and the poor people in a hurry and with disheveled faces constitute the basic color of this slum.
However, Yang Lan didn't care about these.
She squinted her eyes, focused her gaze, and stared at a spire building dozens of meters away for a while, then sighed slowly.
As a survivor of the White Crane Chamber of Commerce's Yehuai stronghold, Yang Lan has sneaked into Yehuai City since the breakout, trying to use this city with a population of one million to cover up all traces of herself and avoid the subsequent pursuit of the unknown force. kill.
This approach was quite effective and prevented her from being eliminated immediately.
However, the other party's forces seemed to have a strong foundation in Yehuai. No matter where Yang Lan was hiding, he would always be discovered in a very short time.
After escaping the first few chases through caution or luck, she gained a vague understanding of this hostile force and acted more cautiously. She even neurotically trusted her warrior intuition. If she felt something was wrong, she would immediately change places.
In this way, Yang Lan has lived successfully for sixteen days.
During this period, not only did she survive, but she also led a team. The members of the team had a similar fate to hers. They were all the "little people" left after the evil force wiped out their own power.
"Ms. Yang, how are you?
"Has anyone seen any traces of our contact?"
Behind Yang Lan, a vicissitudes of life man, neither tall nor short, with thick limbs, came closer, lowered his voice and asked expectantly.
As he approached, a strong and sour smell of sweat rushed over, which made Yang Lan frown unconsciously.
In order to escape for their lives, everyone sometimes did not have enough to eat or sleep well. Naturally, the dignity of taking a bath every day was long gone.
Not to mention this man, Yang Lan is a woman, and the smell of sweat on her body is very strong, but she has been smelling it for a long time and has already become "accustomed to it."
"No, no one's been near there."
Yang Lan gently closed the window, pursed her lips, and her voice did not fluctuate.
"Is there no one there?" When the man heard this, his expression immediately became dull, and deep disappointment emerged in his eyes. He said to himself:
"The stronghold has been destroyed. We are all considered guilty. Nanyan City won't give up on us, right?"
As soon as his voice fell, the whole room became frozen. Everyone present seemed to agree with this man's statement and became a little discouraged.
The man's name is Zhao Cheng, a servant of the Jingyang family in Nanyan City. He is not weak in martial arts. He is also warm-hearted and often helps others. In this small team, his prestige is second only to Yang Lan.
Therefore, his words and emotions can influence everyone present.
"hehe……"
At this time, a chuckle suddenly sounded.
Yang Lan turned around and looked around with bright eyes, attracting everyone's attention at the same time:
"Brother Zhao's statement is not wrong. We people are really nothing to the big shots in Nanyan City. What's more, the stronghold was destroyed. No matter what, we must bear the responsibility of 'ineffective protection'. It’s understandable to be abandoned and ignored for the time being.”
When Zhao Cheng heard this, his expression became even duller, as if he had lost his life.
Yang Lan's expression did not change, she maintained her previous tone and continued:
"It's just that other forces may really do that and give up on our brothers, but I, the White Crane Chamber of Commerce, will not."
Her eyes became sharp:
"Most of you are locals from Nanyan City. Even if you are not, you must have a certain understanding of the various forces in the city because of your own influence."
At this point, Yang Lan paused and asked:
"I don't know, what do you think of our Baihe Chamber of Commerce?"
How else to look at it, the White Crane Chamber of Commerce is neither strong nor weak among the forces in Nanyan City, and has no sense of existence. If it weren't for the stingy, stingy, and defensive leader of the Baihe Chamber of Commerce, everyone would probably not know that Nanyan City still has There is the power of Baihe Chamber of Commerce.
Um?
Protect shortcomings?
In the room, the somewhat stagnant atmosphere suddenly became loose, and the eyes of everyone present lit up.
Yes, maybe other forces don't care about the survival of a small Yehuai stronghold, or some do care and plan to rebuild the Yehuai stronghold, or they may not care about it for a while and want to plan slowly.
But the White Crane Chamber of Commerce would not. According to the very defensive character of the White Crane Guild leader, when he heard that his own power was destroyed, he would most likely send experts to Yehuai immediately to rescue and take revenge.
And this is hope.
Hope of survival.
Yang Lan looked around, taking in everyone's expressions, and nodded with satisfaction, secretly saying that people's hearts are still there.
She no longer hesitated and quickly arranged things:
"Brother Zhao Cheng, next, you take my place and keep an eye on the traces of the tower. Once our various forces find this place, we will respond immediately."
Zhao Cheng came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.
Yang Lan kept talking:
"Uncle Wang, put on that tattered clothes, pretend to beg, and inquire about the latest news and see if anything else big has happened."
When she said this, she secretly pressed her belly, thought about it, and then added:
"If someone really offers you charity, don't refuse. We...we have already run out of food."
A short old man with wrinkles on his face said "Yes" and agreed.
"Liang Gui, come out with me later. We have to continue to find a safe shelter. There are three cunning rabbits in the cave. You can't let go of your good habits."
"Okay, Sister Yang."
A young man with clever eyebrows jumped out.
After arranging these things, Yang Lan pressed his eyebrows and said to the remaining people:
"The two of you are responsible for alternating observations with Zhao Cheng. You are always staring over there alone. It will inevitably make people feel strange."
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Ye Huai Jing Yesi.
You Hanyan was wearing black clothes as usual, with a cold expressionless face, sitting cross-legged on the thick carpet, looking at the stack of official letters on the long desk in front of him.
The long sword that was inseparable from it was leaning against the long case.
After a long time, You Hanyan put down the last official letter and said to the person opposite:
"Right now, with the county governor's office and the Yehuai Army strengthening their protection and launching counterattacks, the number of assassinations of officials has decreased a lot, which is a good thing."
Opposite him was a well-dressed, well-dressed man from the Sheriff's Mansion.
Hearing this, the wealthy man nodded first, then shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"Sifu, you also know the order of the Sheriff. We don't just guarantee that officials will not be assassinated or that the number of assassinations will be small. We have to find the hidden enemies and eliminate them all."
"I know." You Hanyan pursed his lips and said coldly: "But I can't do it."
"Ah?" The rich man was surprised.
You Hanyan didn't intend to explain anything, but said directly: "I can't do this, Ye Huaijun can't do it, and the county magistrate's office can't do it either. You don't need to ask the specific reason, just reply to the magistrate like this. He Will understand."
Nanyan City has given clear instructions, saying that the current situation of Yehuai is not just a family. Similar things have happened in other counties in the entire Nanyan Prefecture, and this is suspected to be the Mengxing Sect's revenge on the official family.
The Mengxing Sect, this evil sect, the State Mufu and the Nanyan Army can naturally deal with it, but they, the Yehuai Official Family, cannot do it. If they do it forcefully, the backlash will be even greater.
Therefore, we can only protect ourselves, fight back appropriately, and wait for the matter to pass.
In Nanyanzhou, the official power is indeed the strongest, but this is only a general trend, and it may not necessarily be able to gain an advantage if it is localized to a certain place.
The rich man understands that there are some things that he cannot understand at his level.
He laughed dryly, tried to change the subject, and talked about another thing:
"Sifu, there has been an assassination of an official recently, and there is another matter that we may need to pay attention to."
"What?" You Hanyan's eyes moved.
"That's right." The rich man pondered for a moment, then picked up the most important part of the information and said:
"According to the report below, many power bases belonging to Nanyan City were destroyed by hidden forces and their wealth was plundered."
"Oh?" You Hanyan became a little interested and asked proactively: "Do you know which force is responsible for this?"
The rich man shook his head:
"It's not clear yet."
He immediately explained:
"I have been so worried about the assassination of officials recently that I really have no time to pay attention to other things. This is because the pressure has been reduced recently, so I can focus on other things."
The rich man thought for a moment and leaned forward slightly:
“Si Fu, do you think it’s possible that the same person assassinated officials and secretly killed various forces in the state capital?
"Right now, this one is indeed the most suspect."
"It's possible, but it still needs to be explored."
You Hanyan responded with a confused response, and then said:
"It may also be that other forces are fishing in troubled waters, trying to make the situation in Yehuai more chaotic. After all, it is no different now than before. The dignity of the official family is getting lower day by day, and there are more careerists."
The rich man nodded when he heard this.
You Hanyan clasped his hands together, rested them on the long case, considered it, and said slowly:
“In this matter, if you encounter survivors of those state capital forces, give them some shelter and give them a channel to pass news to the state capital.
"Those forces are not soft persimmons in Nanyan City. After knowing that their stronghold has been destroyed, they may send experts to Yehuai to investigate.
"Well, at this time, Yehuai has more experts from the state capital, which is not a bad thing. Maybe, there are opportunities for cooperation."
The rich man did not hesitate and said immediately:
"I will tell the county governor truthfully."
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Outside Yehuai City, the original stronghold of the White Crane Chamber of Commerce was a bastion that had been destroyed by wildfire.
Uh-huh!
A large ball of golden flames emerged from a higher wall somewhere in the bastion, and a figure standing upright was vaguely outlined.
Jiang Yan took a step forward, looked around, and finally landed at his feet.
It was a dark brown that was too thick to melt away.
The color of dried, blood.
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Ps: I got my registered residence in the city during the day, but the second update is gone. This update is 3,000 words, which is equivalent to my 1.5 update, laugh.
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