early morning.
Jiang Yan sat on a bench with a missing leg, finished the buns on the tray in several mouthfuls, raised his hand to drink the soy milk in the bowl, put down a few coins, and left like an ordinary person.
Mixed in the crowd, he couldn't help but rub his eyebrows and sighed silently.
He did not put all his hopes of finding someone on Wu Yuanjia. Throughout the night, Jiang Yan started from the north of the city and was also looking for the person in Yehuai's stronghold.
But, he failed.
There are no signs belonging to the White Crane Chamber of Commerce in the entire North City.
Jiang Yan put his right hand into his pocket, took out a new message talisman, looked at it carefully, and then put it back in again.
The message symbol also didn't respond, which meant that Wu Yuanjia had no results.
Jiang Yan pursed his lips and slowly shook his head.
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Squeak.
Yang Lan opened the window, looked around, looked at the new surroundings, turned to Zhao Cheng, who was boiling water, and said:
"Uncle Wang hasn't come back yet?"
Zhao Cheng squatted down, playing with the charcoal fire. Hearing this, he shook his head and said expressionlessly:
"No, I never came back."
Yang Lan raised his head, his expression suddenly became complicated.
Uncle Wang was useless in inquiring about information, but with his rather weathered face and relatively tattered clothes, he found his place in the team that was trying to escape pursuit.
He can earn food by begging on the street.
However, after Uncle Wang went out yesterday, he never came back.
Woo hoo hoo... The kettle with some stains on the surface made a hoarse muffled sound, and white steam came out at the same time. Zhao Cheng quickly put out the fire and poured the boiling water into several containers in sequence.
After doing this, a look of worry appeared on his face, and he repeated the topic just now:
"Uncle Wang, you must have encountered an accident."
Zhao Cheng was very worried that Uncle Wang would be caught by the guys who were chasing him and others, and everyone would suffer.
Naturally, he didn't believe that Uncle Wang could keep the secret.
When Yang Lan heard this, he took a deep look at Zhao Cheng, shook his head and retorted:
"Uncle Wang may have had an accident, but it's probably not what you thought."
Zhao Cheng said "Ah" to express doubts.
Yang Lan explained simply:
"Think about it, if Uncle Wang is really caught by the bad guys, how long do you think he can keep from telling our secrets?
"Haha, I'm not lying. I don't think there is any need to use torture. Uncle Wang just wants to have fun, and he will do things we don't want to guess."
Zhao Cheng's expression changed, he didn't speak, and silently admitted.
But he still felt uncomfortable because Uncle Wang, like him, belonged to the Jingyang family.
"So..." Yang Lan said with a certain tone: "Uncle Wang must have been delayed by other things, and the possibility of encountering danger is not high."
"Let's wait a little longer. If he hasn't come back before noon, we'll leave here temporarily and move to another place.
"Safety first, no matter what, we must always take care of the eventuality."
Zhao Cheng stood up, handed the bowl of boiling water to Yang Lan, and agreed:
"good."
Yang Lan took the broken bowl, smiled, and was about to speak when her ears suddenly twitched. She immediately turned around, narrowed her eyes, and looked out the window again.
Zhao Cheng fled and came to Yang Lan's side, also observing the outside world.
In their perception, there were two footsteps approaching here.
"Huh? Uncle Wang?" As soon as Zhao Cheng came to the window, he saw two very old men approaching. One of them had a vicissitudes of life and was wearing tattered old clothes. He had gone out to beg yesterday and had been up all night. "Uncle Wang" who returned.
At this time, Yang Lan raised her chin, pointed at the old man next to Uncle Wang, and asked:
"Who is that? Do you know him? Is he from your Jingyang family?"
Next to Uncle Wang, there was an old man who looked about the same age as him. His beard and hair were all white, and his face was covered with ridges. He walked with his back straight and did not look weak.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng looked at the old man carefully for a while, then shook his head and said directly:
"I don't know, I don't know."
The two were silent for a while, then saw the door open, and Uncle Wang had led the old man in.
Then, before Yang Lan and Zhao Cheng asked, Uncle Wang took the initiative to say hello, and then introduced the old man with a smile:
"Ms. Yang, Dalang Zhao, this is Mr. Jin Xuanzi, our guest from the Jingyang family."
Jin Xuanzi? Yang Lan's thoughts changed and she was a little disappointed. She didn't expect that the powerful masters of her own family who had high expectations did not arrive, but the Jingyang family sent people to find them first.
She maintained a smile on the surface and bowed respectfully, showing the respect she should have for guests from the Jingyang family.
Jin Xuanzi? I am a guest of the Jingyang family?
When Zhao Cheng heard this, he was extremely excited. He waited and waited, but his own force actually sent strong men to respond.
At this moment, the fear, resentment, and fatigue accumulated over the past few days were swept away.
It is finally safe and I can return to Nanyan City safely.
An unabashed smile appeared on his face, and he solemnly greeted the old man.
After everyone present had been introduced, Jin Xuanzi quickly found a chair and sat down, looked around, frowned, and asked aloud:
"Many power strongholds in Nanyan City are in trouble. I know this. Why are you the only ones? Where are the others?"
Through the introduction just now, Jin Xuanzi already knew that there were more than thirty people here, only three from the Jingyang family, and the others belonged to other forces.
It's okay to bring these people with him, it's just a matter of convenience, but his main task is to save the people of the Jingyang family. At the moment, there is only one low-level steward, an old man and a woman, and he really can't explain to his employer.
Jingyang Family: I spent a lot of money to ask you to save people, but only three little people came back?
He, Jin Xuanzi, still had to take care of his dignity.
At this time, Zhao Cheng took a step forward and said proactively:
"Senior Jin Xuanzi, when we encountered a catastrophic disaster, groups of teams had been dispersed. When they fled for their lives, they fled separately and did not get together."
Having said this, he turned around and pointed at himself and the others, and added:
"We were not a group before, but we came together when we were being hunted."
Jin Xuanzi understood, he nodded, thoughtfully:
"You mean, there must be others in the same situation as you in Yehuai City?"
"There must be!" Zhao Cheng assured:
“We, the powerful families, have quite a lot of people, so how can we kill them all at once?
"Besides, at that time, that force valued wealth more."
Jin Xuanzi suddenly had a good idea. He thought about it and said in a deep voice:
"That's just right. I still need to investigate which force is responsible for attacking us. This will also take time."
He stood up slowly and glanced around:
"I ask you to do something and try to find as many survivors as possible from other forces in Nanyan."
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