Chapter 170: The old waste of the Salt Gang

Style: Historical Author: Romance of Han and Tang DynastiesWords: 2247Update Time: 24/01/12 18:06:33
Xiao Chen turned his eyes to that person.

It was a strong man dressed as a hero, with a salt gang token hanging on his waist.

But this tower-like strong man also turned pale at this time.

Seeing Xiao Chen glance at him, he bent down and bowed: "Master Governor, I am a hall master under the Salt Gang! He can be regarded as a close confidant of Feng Yunjiang!"

"I also know something about why he held this anti-rape conference!"

People from the Salt Gang?

It seems that this guy is also a young man!

Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "Then explain it to me clearly!"

"If you do give useful information, it's not impossible to consider letting your life go."

The strong man smiled bitterly and said: "That Feng Yunjiang seems to be righteous and generous on weekdays, but in fact he is cunning and scheming. Since he became the leader of the gang, he has been very wary of us hall leaders!"

"It was only by chance that I heard that he had found a big backer!"

"And this big backer is said to be a big shot in Jiangdong Daotai."

"Moreover, he also interacted with some people in Jiangdong Daotai, and at the same time, he also raised some messenger pigeons!"

Xiao Chen fell into thinking.

In fact, this was pretty much what he had in mind.

The academy, Dali Temple, etc. were all basically taken care of by me.

Although the loss is huge, as long as we stay safe, it won't be a big deal.

On the contrary, Jiangdong Daotai had not yet made a move, nor had he had time to wait for the relevant people.

They are actually the ones who should panic the most!

Moreover, even if this anti-rape conference was just a gathering of the Jianghu nature, no one from Jiangdong Daotai was present...

There are many doubts, and the evidence currently available also points to Jiangdong Daotai.

Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly cold and he asked, "Can you come up with conclusive evidence?"

The strong man broke out in a cold sweat and replied in a trembling voice: "These are recent things that have happened to the Salt Gang. The Lord Governor will know it once he investigates!"

Xiao Chen hasn't had time to order what's wrong with you.

Suddenly there was a sound of fighting outside, as well as roars and curses.

Xiao Chen's heart trembled.

The commander of the Xuanjia Guards drew out the long sword from his waist and said angrily: "The elite Xuanjia Guards, listen to my orders and protect the Lord Governor!"

A dozen elite soldiers beside him quickly surrounded him and protected Xiao Chen in the middle.

And they stared at the entrance of the cell with cold eyes.

Just now there was a shout of killing coming from outside!

This is very wrong!

You must know that the Jiangdong Road Prison is not so easy to break through. There are heavy guards outside, and there are layers of defenses. Not to mention the Longtan Tiger's Den, it is definitely as big as an iron barrel!

The one who comes is definitely a master.

"Xiang Yichun!"

Xiao Chen ordered in a deep voice: "Go out and check the situation. If anyone comes to attack, capture them alive!"

"yes!"

Xiang Yichun stepped out.

But before he could walk out of the cell door, an old man in linen with white hair and a childlike face appeared in front of him.

He looks to be an old man, with a small stature, but he can move very quickly, and he is obviously a master!

Xiang Yichun's expression changed, he drew his sword out of its sheath and rushed over!

The old man in linen clothes faced the shimmering blade without blinking an eyelid and raised his palm to slap it.

Use flesh palm against weapon!

No one below level seven would dare to do this.

And this old man in linen clothes is indeed a top expert. His palms are flying like butterflies flying through flowers or swimming fish in water. His strange forest movements are full of powerful energy!

Even if the weapon in Xiang Yichun's hand is a thousand-forged sword, he won't be able to get any benefits for a while!

Xiao Chen's eyes became more and more serious.

This old man in sackcloth is at least eight levels in strength, and due to his old age and weakened energy and blood, his strength has retreated!

I am afraid that when I was young, I could even reach the ninth level!

Although Xiang Yichun tried his best and the sword light in his hand was as dense as a sword, he was gradually losing ground!

The old man in sackcloth had cold eyes.

He didn't expect that the governor of Dongchang would have such a master beside him!

He is only middle-aged and has already reached the seventh level!

The most terrifying thing is that there are nearly a hundred Xuanjia guards gathered in the cell!

If he wants to save people, it may be even more difficult...

Xiang Yichun resisted and said: "Senior, I see that you are extremely powerful, so why would you want to be a hawk or a dog and come here to die!"

"I advise you to retreat quickly, maybe you can save your life!"

The old man in sackcloth's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

He swayed, narrowly avoiding the light of the sword, rushed to Xiang Yichun, and slapped Xiang Yichun's heart with his palm.

Xiang Yichun was unable to dodge and was hit by a palm, causing immense infuriating energy to pour in.

Even if he activated his body-protecting Qi, his Qi and blood would surge, his organs would tremble violently, he would take a few steps back, and vomit blood.

Xiang Yichun lost!

The old man in Mai didn't seem to have any intention of killing him, and quickly rushed into the depths of the cell.

Xiao Chen's eyes changed, and the Xuanjia guards beside him also tightened their battle formation.

The old man in sackcloth entered the cell, looked at Xiao Chen, and asked: "You are the governor of the East Factory!"

Xiao Chen nodded slightly: "That's right!"

The old man in Mai looked appraisingly in his eyes.

Xiao Chen's body also tensed up and he asked: "You have reached the eighth level of strength and are definitely a famous master in the world. Why do you want to seek death?"

The dark black armor of the Xuanjia Guards reflected light under the light of the cell, and the sharp blades in their hands, coupled with the large number of people, did have a certain degree of deterrence.

The old man in sackcloth's eyes flickered, but he suddenly sighed.

When Xiao Chen saw this, his heart moved slightly, and he asked again: "Who are you? Why do you want to break into this place? Don't you know that idlers in Jiangdong Road Prison are not allowed to enter!"

The old man in sackcloth fixed his gaze on Xiao Chen and said, "Actually, I don't need to hide my identity!"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you!"

"I am the uncle of the last leader of the Salt Gang, huh... But what a pity, now I am just an old waste of the Salt Gang?"

Xiao Chen's eyes were still wary, and he sneered coldly: "A master of the eighth level can be considered an old waste? Is it possible that the Salt Gang wants to go to heaven?"

The old man in sackcloth shook his head: "I can't do anything in the Salt Gang. I'm just eating and waiting to die. What am I if I'm not an old waste?"

Xiao Chen was silent for a moment, but did not engage in any confrontation with him.

Thinking about Lei Yier, Xiao Chen asked again: "Then why are you here?"

There seemed to be fire flashing in the dim eyes of the old man in sackcloth, and his tone was extremely solemn: "Although I am just an old good-for-nothing, I have received countless favors from the Salt Gang in my life!"

"It can be said that without the Salt Gang, there would be nothing!"

"And now, you have taken over all the masters in the Salt Gang!"

"I can't bear the death of the Salt Gang, so I can only come here to save people!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered and he said: "You want me to let him go, that's impossible!"

The old man in sackcloth sighed: "It is impossible to rescue people by force!"

"So I will make an offer you can't refuse in exchange!"