As soon as Zhao Wuji left the Bai family, he bumped into a fat businessman with an ordinary appearance.
Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed, but the fat businessman cupped his hand: "Master Zhao, I haven't seen you for many years, you are not dead yet!"
Zao Wuji replied angrily: "Don't you, a thousand-faced fox, live a good life? Why, come to the platform for your nephew."
The fat businessman laughed loudly: "I am just a nephew! Head of the Zhao family, it is best to consider whether the Zhao family can withstand my anger."
"Come here and give the Zhao family leader a big gift."
A large Hu man on the side held a piece of blood jade and handed it to Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji was shocked. This was a powerful tonic for replenishing blood and replenishing qi. It was extracted from the heart blood of thousands of ferocious beasts using a secret method, but Zhao Wuji soon came to his senses.
"Isn't this animal blood? This is human..." He pointed at the blood jade.
The fat businessman smiled and said: "The way of heaven and earth is to make up for the loss! Beasts eat people and people eat beasts. So what is the difference between humans and beasts?"
"Madman, you are just as mad as that poisonous man! You are lying."
The fat businessman smiled and said: "Then you Wuwang control the fields, occupy the blessed land that produces heavenly materials and earthly treasures, monopolize martial arts secrets, and cultivate civil servants' mouthpieces. Aren't the people of the world also your wealth?"
"What you are eating is the people of Daxia. The blood is all the blood of foreigners. Compared to me, you are even more shameless!"
Zhao Wuji had nothing to say.
Since ancient times, the Zhao family has been poor in culture and rich in military affairs. Isn't it possible that the Zhao family is what it is today?
The fat businessman said bluntly: "Master Zhao, do you want this gift or not?"
Zhao Wuji was so angry that he was shaking all over, and in the end he could only walk away.
The fat businessman laughed and threw it to the Hu man.
"It's yours!"
"Thank you, host!"
"Master, where are we going next?" asked an old man with a hooked nose.
The fat businessman smiled: "Let's go meet Qin Yun."
…
Go to the west of Beijing City.
Wang Menghu entered in disguise, but when he was about to find a place to stay, he was stopped by a beggar.
"Old Commander, don't enter the city!"
Wang Menghu took him to a secluded place and looked at his broken leg.
"Who are you?"
"Old Commander, I'm doing this for no reason."
Wang Menghu came to his senses in a daze. This was one of the thousands of Jin Yiwei he carried with him back then.
"Why are you like this?"
Hu Weizhi sighed: "Old Commander, the capital is no longer what you thought. Let's go. This place is already under surveillance by the Dragon Guard."
Wang Menghu's eyes narrowed: "Dragon Guards? Are you talking about the people from Tingyu Tower?"
"Wang Menghu, you still know how to come back!"
Wang Menghu was suddenly startled and turned around suddenly.
"Who are you?"
A slightly wealthy businessman slowly walked out of the alley with a few people.
The businessman smiled and said: "Wang Menghu, I will capture you without mercy and I will give you a way out!"
Wang Menghu snorted coldly and punched out.
However, the big foreigner next to the fat businessman took the first step and punched Wang Menghu in the abdomen. Wang Menghu vomited blood and flew backwards, hitting the corner.
He watched coldly as the barbarian man took action and compared it with the information from the masters in Tingyu Tower.
"Are you Jiumoxing, the master of the Killing Hall?"
Tingyu Tower has three main killing departments, killing, soldiers and horses, and Yama; and three auxiliary departments, Jucai, Yecrow, and Emperor.
As the master of Yama Luo Hall, Wang Menghu has never met the master of Shasheng Hall, but he has heard about it.
Jiumoxing laughed and said, "Yam Luo, why don't you kneel down in front of the host?"
Wang Menghu felt a chill in his heart.
"You...are you the owner of Tingyu Tower?"
The fat businessman laughed and said: "What? It doesn't look like it!"
The fat businessman threw a gold medal, and Wang Menghu's pupils shrank. He was too familiar with that gold medal.
"On the order of King Liang, Wang Menghu sneaked into the palace and waited for the opportunity to take action!" The fat businessman changed his voice.
Wang Menghu's eyes moistened slightly as he listened to the familiar voice.
"Twenty years, a full twenty years! But why are you looking for me now?"
Jiumoxing: "Master Yama, your mission is accomplished!"
The fat businessman said: "Go back and bring Qin Yun's head!"
Wang Menghu's eyes flickered, and then he said seriously: "The young prince is the queen of the old prince, do you dare to betray me?"
The fat businessman smiled and said: "This is what the master means. Why, don't you believe it?"
Wang Menghu had a bitter look on his face. He knew that Tingyulou had completely sided with Qin Zheng.
Although he had already guessed, when the truth was presented in front of him, Wang Menghu still found it difficult to accept it.
No, he must tell Qin Yun.
Run away quickly and leave the capital!
Wang Menghu pretended to obey. He knelt down on one knee and cupped his hands and said, "Lord Yama, I obey your command!"
But just when Wang Menghu stood up to leave, the fat businessman smiled jokingly.
"Forget it, it seems that you have already betrayed Tingyulou and Jiumoxing, and destroyed him!"
"Yes, the host!"
Jiumoxing held up his hands, picked up the three-axe, and rushed towards Wang Menghu.
Seeing this, Hu Weizhi flew up behind Jiumoxing and hugged his thigh. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old Commander, leave quickly!"
Jiumoxing spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Hu Weizhi's face, then raised his foot and kicked him out.
In an instant, Hu Weizhi's chest sunken, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he seemed to have lost his breath.
Wang Menghu's pupils shrank, he took a deep breath and said to the fat businessman: "I want to see the master!"
Jiumoxing: "You'll see it when it's gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiumoxing struck down with his axe.
Wang Menghu slashed back with his knife, and the collision of the knife and ax caused sparks in the air.
After one blow, Wang Menghu was so shocked that his mouth cracked, and he looked at Jiumoxing in disbelief.
The other party is actually a grand master?
But before Wang Menghu could react, an old man with a hooked nose next to the fat businessman stuck out a claw.
Its momentum is like a raptor hunting a rabbit, its claws follow it, and it goes straight to the king's tiger's face.
Wang Menghu had no choice but to run away in embarrassment.
Another Grandmaster?
"Are you the master of Night Crow Hall, Yin Wuxie?"
Wang Menghu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He did not expect that this person from Night Crow Hall could also break through the Grand Master. What's going on in this world?
He originally thought that he was a great master. Even if he was not as good as Bai Junshen, he could still compete with Ye Suifeng. But now it seems that Tingyulou has mastered the method that allows people to quickly break through the great masters.
Wang Menghu was retreating steadily and was about to be captured.
In desperation, he pulled open the weapon bag wrapped around his waist. Only a row of grenades tailor-made for him by Lu Ban were revealed.
Wang Menghu, no matter what he did, pulled out all the ring tabs and threw them on the ground.
Just hearing a "boom", a big hole was blown out of the ground instantly.
The two great masters were unable to dodge and were thrown away by the heat wave.
Wang Menghu was so close that he was also hit. Regardless of his injuries, he jumped into the air with one step, like a ghost, and climbed over the wall. This was the lightness of the steps he had acquired from Chen Jin.
But just when Wang Menghu thought he had escaped.
Suddenly a gunshot sounded, and Wang Menghu felt a burning pain in his back.
He glanced back and saw that the businessman had a firecracker in his hand.
Shotgun steel balls penetrated into the flesh and blood of Wang Menghu's vest, but Wang Menghu still gritted his teeth and escaped.
Jiumoxing and Yin Wuxie climbed over the wall, but were knocked back by a masked man with two palms. Jiumoxing and Yin Crow flew to the ground.
The fat businessman smiled: "He's not dead!"
"Master, this subordinate is incompetent!" The two of them knelt down on one knee.
The fat businessman said: "Compared to a true grandmaster, you still lack a heart for martial arts! However, adding this thing is enough."
The fat businessman raised the modified firecracker in his hand.
"Qin Yun, you are really a genius, but it's a pity that there are too many geniuses in the world!"
"Lord, where should we go next?" Jiumoxing.
The fat businessman muttered: "Qin Yun has a pseudo-grandmaster like Wang Menghu around him, which proves that there is support behind him. I want to see who is against me."
"Night Crow sends someone to check!"
"Yes, landlord."
…
In an inn, Wang Menghu's lips turned black and he coughed up blood. The shotgun was actually highly poisonous!
The masked man who rescued him pulled off his mask, revealing an old face. It was Zao Wuji who was following the fat businessman.
Zhao Wuji frowned: "I'm afraid you won't survive this injury!"
Wang Menghu: "Bring...bring a message to the prince and ask him to leave Shangjing."
Zhao Wuji: "You are right, he should be allowed to go. Just hold on, I will take you there, and you can persuade him yourself."
…
At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
In the valley west of Shangjing City, Qin Yun and others are setting up camp here.
Suddenly a fast horse galloped past the checkpoint.
"Qin Yun, come out quickly, your old friend is going to die!"
Zhao Wuji shouted at the top of his voice.
Qin Yun was startled and got out of the carriage, and immediately saw Wang Menghu, who was almost lifeless.
Chen Jin stepped forward: "Give me the person!"
Qin Yun told Han Jiangxue: "vacate the carriage, I want surgery!"
"yes."
Han Jiangxue quickly started to clean up, and Li Daiyu on the side also started to fight.
Zhao Wuji was puzzled and puzzled: "What do you want to do? You, an old man, can only take one breath, and I am hanging it with a century-old ginseng. Just listen to what he has to say and find a geomantic treasure to bury it. Don't bother."
Qin Yun's eyes turned cold: "I thank you, but please get out!"
Qin Yun opened the field surgery medicine box. After this period of development, Qiongzhou's modern medicine and medical equipment have advanced by leaps and bounds.
There is no reason for Qin Yun not to prepare these things when he goes on an expedition.
Soon, Han Jiangxue was responsible for holding the lamp, Li Daiyu was responsible for passing the equipment, and Qin Yun began to operate on Wang Menghu.
An hour later, Qin Yun took out twenty-three poisoned steel balls.
Then he opened his palm and transfused some of Wang Menghu's blood. Qin Yun had done this on Zuo Sisiang before. Of course, the most important thing is that he is now a little poisoner and a little medicine man. In the words of the little medical fairy, his blood can cure hundreds of poisons.
After one operation, Wang Menghu's condition was stabilized, but the injury lasted only two or three months, so there was no hope of recovery.
Qin Yun bandaged his hands and got out of the carriage, and found Zhao Wuji staring at him through the window.
Zhao Wuji: "Are you doing sorcery?"
Qin Yun smiled: "It doesn't matter what the technique is, as long as it can save people. Tell me, what happened? Your old man was kind enough to help me send it back."
Zhao Wuji pondered: "He met the Thousand-Faced Fox."
"What the hell is that?"
Qin Yun asked with narrowed eyes.
Zhao Wuji: "He has many identities, but you should know the title of Big Leader. He commanded Tingyu Tower, and single-handedly destroyed the Liansheng Sect and took control of it."
"Big boss?"
Qin Yun's eyes narrowed.
He remembered the man he had met at the foot of Yaowang Mountain in Luochuan.
Before, Qin Yun thought that he was an old subordinate of King Liang and was here to help him.
But now it seems that he is not the only one helping.
If this is the case, then everything can be connected in series!
"What does he want to do?"
Zhao Wuji: "He wants you dead! Qin Zheng is his nephew, and he returned to the capital this time to support him. You go, don't enter the capital. You can't break into the capital today. Even if you, the emperor, I forcefully protect you, There’s no way to keep it!”
Qin Yun squinted: "Really?"
Zhao Wuji said bluntly: "You have no helpers. Zhao Qian, Bai Han, and the four major families will not support you."
Qin Yun smiled: "Okay, I will listen to your old man."
Zhao Wuji waved his hand: "Go back, by the way, that girl Zhao Fengxian belongs to my old Zhao family, you have to take good care of her."
Qin Yun: "Senior Zhao, when did I say you could leave?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, he blew his beard and said, "What do you want to do? You still want to take me down!"
Qin Yun winked at Chen Jin.
Chen Jin blew the whistle: "Gather!"
Suddenly, in the originally quiet valley, black figures stood up one after another.
Qin Yun jumped onto a big rock.
"Your commander-in-chief was brutally framed by a traitor, what do you think we should do?"
"Kill, kill!"
Qin Yun said calmly: "Very good, within a radius of ten miles, no spies will be left behind!"
"promise!"
Huhu~~
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened: "You...you are crazy. These spies are from all the major forces in the capital. Do you want to be enemies with everyone?"
Qin Yun said coldly: "Wrong, they are my enemies. I wanted to be in a good mood and travel around the mountains and rivers. It seems that I thought of you too well!"
"I don't care who Wang Menghu followed or whose orders he followed before, but now he belongs to me, Qin Yun!"
"Kill one of my people, and I will destroy his whole family!"
The spies hiding around all sneered. The valley is so big and the night is dark, so what if there are more people in Qin Yun? Being able to find them all is a joke!
However, the next moment, they regretted it.
I heard a sergeant from the Zhulong Camp say: "Fire the flares!"
"Boom~~"
Flares flew into the sky one after another, lighting up the night instantly.
"Sniper, free fire!"
"Machine gunners take the high ground!"
"Bang bang~~"
Zhao Wuji swallowed his saliva. He had never seen this scene in his whole life of fighting.
He suddenly realized, Bai Feiyang, that boy was probably not kidding when he said that one battalion could wipe out thousands of troops.
Qin Yun claims to the outside world that he has an army of one hundred thousand.
With such an army of 100,000 soldiers approaching the city, can the capital city stop it?
