Chapter 76: One Word (Part 1)

Style: Fantasy Author: Black-hearted DabaiWords: 2632Update Time: 24/01/12 19:46:06
"That night, I sat there."

After Lu Ya finished speaking, Lu Ming stepped forward, lifted Lu Ya up with one hand, and pressed Lu Ya down on the chair.

The severe pain in his legs made Lu Ya take a breath, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

But soon, he raised his hand again and pointed to the chair directly opposite him.

"Ma Yuanba sit over there."

Lu Ming walked out of the yard, picked up the shorter Ma Yuanba, and placed him on the chair opposite Lu Ya.

Lu Ya raised his hand again and pointed at Ma Yuanba's upper hand.

"Ma Nengwu sit there."

Lu Ming arranged the position again.

After the three of them were seated, Lu Ya pointed to the left side of the most prestigious position in the Pegasus Tower before speaking again.

"The man standing there is called Hei Slave... I don't know what his real name is. Anyway, he is called Hei Slave."

Fingers deflected.

"The one standing there is called Bai Slave."

He turned his finger again and pointed to the chair at hand under the throne: "The person sitting on that chair is called Juxian."

Finally, he pointed to the throne.

"And the person sitting on that chair is His Highness, the grandson of the second emperor of the current dynasty."

After saying this, Lu Ya retracted his hand, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Soon, he heard footsteps.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Lu Ming had his back turned to him and was already in front of the throne.

At this moment, Lu Ming slowly lowered his head, as if time had passed, he saw condescendingly the grandson of the second emperor who was sitting on this chair a month ago.

The knotted blood vessels quickly burst from his face.

The two eyeballs were completely black, with no trace of white left.

A low but calm voice slowly swayed from Lu Ming's mouth and fell into the ears of Lu Ya and Lu Ting.

He said like this: "What did you talk about that night? I want to hear...I don't want to miss a word, a word, or even an expression."

Lu Ya couldn't see Lu Ming's ghost-like face.

He was silent for a long time and asked softly: "If I say it, can I let my son go?"

"cannot."

Lu Ya was speechless.

Then Lu Ming said again: "The father dies before the son, black hair and white hair."

"This is the greatest kindness I can show you."

The muscles on Lu Ya's face twitched instantly, and the next second, snot and tears burst out of his nose, crying like a little girl who had her doll stolen.

A sad and choking voice rang out from his mouth.

"Lu Ming...Lu Ming!"

"I'm sorry for you! I'm also sorry for my elder brother! I'm sorry for you!!"

"But I can't help it...I can't help it!!"

"I know you can't help it, but what does that have to do with me?" Lu Ming's voice was full of doubts and confusion.

"It's as if you are the victims, as if saying 'I can't help myself', 'I can't help', 'I'm sorry' and the like can cancel out everything you have done. "

"As if you said this, I, the real victim, can let you go."

"I let you go? Then which of you ever let me go?"

"Uncle, if you really feel guilty, tell me... tell me everything about that night."

It took a long time for Lu Ya's mood to calm down.

Until the muffled voice sounded again.

"That night, no, not at night, it was at dusk. I was having wine with Mr. Ma and his son."

"A man suddenly walked in from outside. He was a fifth-grade man wearing black clothes and a beard named Hei Slao."

"He said that His Highness the Second Emperor's grandson was visiting and asked us to greet him. We thought it was a joke at first, but he took out the royal gold token."

"Ma Nengwu and I knew that today's matter might be a big deal..."

The hoarse voice slowly rippled through the Pegasus Tower.

The lights are dim, and things unfold slowly like a scroll in the moonlight.



The lighting in the Pegasus Building is good. Even though it is dusk, there is still plenty of light in the Pegasus Building.

The decoration and furnishings in Pegasus Building are even better.

Exquisite and elegant, revealing luxury in a low-key manner.

But Zhou Tiyu had seen too many luxurious, extravagant, low-key and precious things. Although he was interested in them when he looked around, they were mostly like city dwellers entering the countryside and exclaiming, "The air here is really good."

He sat down on the throne.

The white slave brought a jar of wine.

The wine is red, the royal wine.

Zhou Tiyu only drinks this.

The black slave brought another white jade cup.

When you pour a glass of wine, the aroma is intoxicating.

The people below watched eagerly as Zhou Tiyu drank a full cup. Until the cup was finished, Zhou Tiyu sighed comfortably.

He waved his hand.

"You guys have some too."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

"How dare you drink with noble people?"

However, before Lu Ya and the others had finished speaking, Bai Nu had already poured wine for the three of them.

Juxian smiled and said: "My young master has always been consistent in saying that if he asks you to come, you must come. If you refuse, it will not be a good thing."

In this way, Lu Ya and the other two people did not dare to speak any more.

After a moment, Zhou Tiyu spoke slowly.

"Lu Ya, right?"

"Yes, sir, the villain's name is indeed Lu Ya."

"Are you from the Sanxiang Gang?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know about the crossbow armor smuggling line of the Sanxiang Gang?"

Lu Ya didn't dare to lie, so he could only say honestly: "This villain does know about this."

Zhou Tiyu played with the white jade wine glass and said again: "Then do you know who the buyers and backers of your smuggling line are?"

Lu Ya was still sincere: "I don't know about this villain. My brother is always responsible for liaison with buyers, and the people below are not responsible for related matters."

After Lu Ya finished speaking, he felt Zhou Tiyu and Ju Xian's eyes locked on his face.

After a moment, Juxian whispered: "He really shouldn't know."

Zhou Tiyu smiled gently: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not."

After saying that, Zhou Tiyu put down his wine glass, sat on his throne, and said with a smile: "I'm interested in this crossbow armor smuggling line."

"After all, my second uncle has been running this crossbow armor smuggling line for more than ten years, and the stockpile of crossbows and armors is probably enough. After he is satisfied, I will enjoy it again. This is reasonable, right? ?”

Cold sweat slowly broke out on Lu Ya's forehead.

Mr. Ma and his son also lowered their heads and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Ma Nengwu suddenly spoke.

"Master, do you want me, the Pegasus Gang, to snatch the smuggling line for you?"

Zhou Tiyu said nothing, but Juxian smiled and said, "No? Is there any problem here?"

Ma Nengwu: "That's it... the strength of our Pegasus Gang is actually not much different from that of the Sanxiang Gang. If we really have to fight to the death, our Pegasus Gang is really not 100% sure that we can help you succeed..."

Zhou Tiyu squinted his eyes and looked at Ma Nengwu, who was dripping with cold sweat, and his face slowly turned cold.

For a moment, he smiled.

"I don't know if you are trying to negotiate terms with me, you idiot, or if you are really afraid of risking your life."

"But are you sure that the reason why you don't want to do it is just because of lack of strength?"

He looked at Ma Nengwu and said this. Ma Nengwu was silent for a long time and nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Tiyu clapped his hands: "Then this will be easy!"

"Slave Bai, go kill the leader of the Sanxiang Gang."

White slave: "Old slave, I obey."

"Nigger?"

"The old slave is here."

"Go and check if the leader of the Sanxiang Gang has any direct relatives. If so, kill them all."

"After all, my grandpa Huang taught me that to cut the grass, you have to get rid of the root."

Lu Ya suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Tiyu.

"Sir, what you did is against the rules."

Zhou Tiyu was too lazy to pay attention to Lu Ya, but Juxian said with a smile: "Whose rules are you calling rules? Who made them? Why don't we know?"

Lu Ya took a deep breath, stopped looking at Zhou Tiyu who had closed his eyes to rest, and just cupped his fists at Juxian.

"Sir, although I am just the leader of a small gang, I still understand some truths."

"Adults have to abide by some rules when doing things. Since the Second Prince is responsible for the business of my Sanxiang Gang, I'm afraid the Prince Lin's Mansion won't be very satisfied with the Young Master's manipulation of my Sanxiang Gang now, right?"

Zhou Tiyu glared sharply.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Do you want to die?"