Zhao Lin took the two pages and saw that the first page was written about the inside story of the bandit organization, and the second page was a picture marking the location of the trap in the valley of Qizhu Mountain.
There are three places where Huzi often moves: Qizhu Peak, Laoling Peak and Fuli Valley.
These three places are all located in the hinterland of Paektu Mountain and are guarded by bandits all year round. The Zoanshan Leopard changes its foothold every once in a while.
The two minions only knew the general defense plan of Qizhu Peak, but these traps were not static. Every time they changed their base, the original markings also changed.
There are about 2,780 people in Huzi. Among the key members, apart from Zhuanshan Leopard, there are three most powerful ones.
The second shopkeeper's surname is Xu Feng. He has a third level of Qi. He is good at using a big iron rod and is often praised as a horse stick.
The third shopkeeper Yin Hu and Dingtian Liang Wang Mazi are both at the second level of Qi Realm.
Originally, the ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong was considered one, but he died and Zhuan Shanbao could not find a suitable replacement, so the position was temporarily vacant.
The remaining Tuo Tianliang (strategic advisor), Ma Hao (specialized in charge of horses and livestock), general reminder (in charge of logistics), Guanxian (intelligence), etc. also have the first or second level of Qi Realm cultivation.
Zhao Lin noticed a problem and asked: "Why is the cultivation level of the mountain leopard not written?"
Liang Song shook his head and said: "The cultivation level of Zuanshan Leopard has always been a mystery, and even his subordinates don't know it. Some say that he is at the third level of Qi realm, and some say that he has entered the blood realm, but has not broken through to the first level of blood realm."
"But all the bandits know one thing. The second and third shopkeepers combined are no match for him."
Zhao Lin was puzzled, how could the mountain leopard even conceal his cultivation level?
However, even excluding the Mountain Leopard, the backbone of the bandits are stronger than most martial arts schools and small sects. In addition, they are good at actual combat, have a large number of people, and have no bottom line in their work. It is no wonder that they have grown to this day.
The confession also described the bandits' daily activities and some miscellaneous things, which Zhao Lin kept in mind.
After coming out of the cell, Zhao Lin and Liang Song both felt empty in their stomachs. They went out to have a meal, and when they returned to the police room again, Guo Sheng finally appeared.
"Captain Zhao, this is Chu Liu's release order."
With a smile on his face, Guo Sheng handed over an official document: "I am also doing business, so please don't blame me if you offend me."
Zhao Lin knew that the Lingshan sect had relented, so Guo Sheng agreed to let him go and thanked him: "Thank you, brother Guo, for your help. Although Chu Liu is my senior brother, he made a mistake first, so locking him up for a long time is considered a light sentence."
Guo Sheng observed his words and saw that his expression was serious and did not seem to be hypocritical. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhao said that, I feel relieved."
The two chatted for a few more words, and Guo Sheng said goodbye and left.
Zhao Lin looked at the release order in his hand and decided to let Chu Liu stay in the prison cell for a while. He squinted his eyes and leaned on the chair to catch up on his sleep.
When it was almost time to leave, He Qingquan woke up Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin immediately captured He Qingquan and sent Chu into exile. He really didn't want to deal with this fifth senior brother.
He Qingquan left with the release order and came back soon.
Zhao Lin saw that his expression was not good and asked: "Old He, how are you? What did he say?"
He Qingquan's mouth twitched, "I didn't say anything."
"Not even a word of thanks?"
"Not really."
…
In the evening, Zhao Lin came out of Liuhe Gate and was surprised to find Liang Song standing outside the door waiting for him, his face flushed and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"What's wrong, Brother Liang?"
Liang Song said excitedly: "Do you want to kill Hu Hu again tonight?"
Zhao Lin was startled, "Are you still going?"
"right!"
Liang Song clapped his fingers and said: "Yesterday we killed four and captured two, and our beards were suddenly reduced by six. There are only more than 200 of them in total. How many times can they withstand this kind of torture?"
"The truth...that's the truth."
Zhao Lin said in a long voice, and then changed the topic, "Let me ask you a question, if you were a mountain leopard, what would you do today?"
Liang Song thought seriously for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "I will...send a few powerful men to pretend to be minions and watch outside. As long as we show up, we will catch the turtle in the jar."
"Or dig a hole in front of the mountain and bury a bunch of animal traps..."
Having said this, Liang Song patted his cheek and said, "Oh, I made things simple."
Zhao Lin nodded and said: "Yes, Beard must be ready now. Let's wait for them for a few days before talking."
…
Time flies like water, and it’s mid-November in a blink of an eye.
During this period of more than half a month, Zhao Lin and Liang Song moved around Qizhu Peak, Laoling Peak and Fuli Valley from time to time.
If they encounter bandits who are alone in a small number, they will directly attack and kill them. If they encounter large groups of people, they will avoid them. In just ten days, the two of them have twenty more lives in their hands.
However, after suffering losses, Zhuanshan Leopard became more and more cautious.
Not only did he restrain his subordinates and not give the two men a chance to ambush, they would sometimes create suspicions and use minions with low military force as bait.
The last time the two of them were led into a mountain urn, if it weren't for Zhao Lin's quick legs, they would almost have been trapped inside.
Since then, the two have stopped venturing out and concentrated on practicing martial arts, seizing the time to improve their strength.
Liuhemen, front yard.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao, for your guidance."
Wu Dun and Wang Xiu bowed to Zhao Lin at the same time.
The two were newcomers to the Liuhe Sect and were originally under the control of the sixth senior brother Qian Chengfei.
But recently, Qian Chengfei was in the critical stage of breaking through to the first level of Qi Realm. He rarely had time to come to the front yard, so the two of them followed other disciples to practice martial arts.
Because they were similar in age and Zhao Lin was easy-going and didn't put on airs, the two of them asked him for advice on martial arts when they had nothing to do.
"It's not really about giving advice, it's just a little bit of experience."
Zhao Lin waved his hand casually and walked to the long table on the sidelines.
He picked up the kettle and poured himself a large bowl of water, then took out a wax pill from his arms and drank it with the water.
After moving for a while, when the medicine was gone, Zhao Lin concentrated on playing Liuhe Quan.
This is his daily practice, which means that he never leaves his mouth when he sings, and never leaves his hands when he punches.
Halfway through the punch, Zhao Lin suddenly felt something was wrong with him.
When punching and kicking, the diaphragm between the chest and abdomen trembled faintly, and the large tendons of the trunk and limbs twitched slightly, making a sound similar to the sound of a bowstring.
The sound was not loud, but to Zhao Lin's ears, it was as loud as Hong Zhong Da Lu!
"I'm... going to make a breakthrough in muscle training!"
The muscles are ringing and the bones are ringing, which is a sign of the third and second levels of strength.
Zhao Lin had experience in bone training, so this time he felt particularly clear.
"Fast is a good thing, but is it too fast?"
This speed of cultivation... Zhao Lin himself was surprised.
He originally expected the breakthrough time to be roughly at the end of this year or early next year, but after absorbing the spirit of the leopard, the transformation of the fascia and tendons in the spirit beast map has been significantly accelerated.
what to do?
Zhao Lin stopped and did not dare to continue practicing, otherwise the sound of his muscles would become louder and louder, and others would be able to hear it.
The master once told him not to let outsiders know when practicing, and to find a place where no one is around.
