When Li Fenglong heard this, he didn't find it funny at all.
The words "recruiting security and recruiting security" always have two meanings in the world. Those who are recruited, those who are obedient, follow the new boss and become their own dogs; those who are disobedient not only find themselves an enemy, but if they are not careful, they may also incur the hostility of many organizations. When Li Fenglong usually encountered this kind of thing, most of the time he would pretend to be stupid and run away. Today, Xu Zhuchen came to his door. He couldn't run away, so he had to bite the bullet and fight.
She gripped the steel gun in her hand tighter and narrowed her eyes dangerously: "You said you are from Meichuan, your surname is Xu, and you are from the Shanyin Escort Agency?"
Xu Zhuchen nodded: "To be honest, Shanyin Escort Agency is my family's property."
Li Fenglong was the most annoying to the second generation ancestor and rolled her eyes in her heart, but she saw Xu Zhuchen's Qinggong just now and did not relax: "The prince of the escort agency personally went out to recruit a little person like me? The salt shaker was broken into pieces, Xian There's no limit." After she said that, she shook the steel gun in her hand and challenged Xu Zhuchen to fight, "It's a pity, I like freedom."
The shiny silver gun body trembled like a soaring dragon, looking quite impressive. Seeing that she was determined to fight, Xu Zhuchen also drew his sword. She said calmly: "Actually -"
Li Fenglong didn't give her a chance to finish her words. Almost at the moment Xu Zhuchen unsheathed his long sword, her steel spear suddenly thrust out and went straight to Xu Zhuchen's heart.
The blade of the sword is light and thin, and there is no chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation with a steel gun. Xu Zhuchen took a few steps back to slow down Li Fenglong's momentum, turned the sword, held the hilt in his backhand, tilted his body sharply, and deflected Li Fenglong's spearhead.
The tip of the spear was hit by Xu Zhuchen, and flew away a few inches while trembling. Li Fenglong raised his hand to withdraw it, and struck again with an extremely fast and fierce stance, with great power.
Xu Zhuchen didn't expect Li Fenglong to strike so quickly, and his expression became serious. She retreated quickly, and the sword in her hand also drew a sword wind, heading straight for Li Fenglong's shoulder. However, Li Fenglong refused to dodge, and did not give up any strength in his hands. Xu Zhuchen had no choice but to use his internal strength to draw sideways against the gun body, and sparks suddenly flew out.
Although Xu Zhuchen avoided the heavy blow from the gun head, he actually suffered a sharp mark. Taking advantage of the fact that she was close to Li Fenglong, she quickened her pace and drew her sword as sharply as the autumn wind, so fast that she could hardly see clearly.
The sword edge was close to his throat, and Li Fenglong withdrew his gun and resisted Xu Zhuchen's attack. Even though she was indeed extremely powerful, a spear was not as flexible as a sharp sword. Even though Xu Zhuchen made several complicated and quick sword moves, Li Fenglong was not able to guard against them all. A strand of hair on the temples was shaved off.
Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Li Fenglong took advantage of Xu Zhuchen's retreat, raised his gun and swept away, with a serious posture, but his strength was also a little off-kilter.
Seeing this, Xu Zhuchen decisively performed Qing Gong. His footwork was so fast that it was dazzling, and he jumped out of the range of the gun in an instant. She dodged the blow, but the sword in her hand was hit by Qi Jin. The overbearing sweeping force was applied to the sword, and the person holding the sword was also swept away. Xu Zhuchen almost failed to hold the sword. When she landed and looked again, she saw a crack on Xuan Tie's sword body, and her own tiger's mouth had been cracked and bleeding.
Li Fenglong coughed violently again. The last blow was too heavy for her body that had not yet recovered. Holding the steel gun, she walked up to Xu Zhuchen step by step without caring about her image, and sat down on the muddy river bank.
There was a fight just now, sand and rocks were flying, and the surroundings were already in chaos, but Li Fenglong didn't care. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled happily: "Prince Xu, do you think I am better? If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Xu Zhuchen got up in disgrace and patted the dirt on his white clothes. When he found that it couldn't be patted off, he couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so strong, Sister Feng. I can't wait to fight you again."
Why can't this child understand what people are saying? Li Fenglong put down the steel gun and said calmly: "I still have something to fight with. I will have plenty of time to fight with you in the future. But now, I have to solve my problem."
Xu Zhuchen looked at Li Fenglong steadily, as if she was convinced that Li Fenglong could not be persuaded. She sighed and threw a roll of bandages over.
"Sister Feng, if you insist on going, I will go with you."
Li Fenglong seemed to have heard a joke and laughed so hard that the bandage twisted around him: "You go? Do you know who I am? What if I go to rob homes?"
Xu Zhuchen's blood-red eyes stared at Li Fenglong's face, causing her whole body to feel an unbearable tingling sensation. After a long while, Xu Zhuchen said: "It's impossible."
Li Fenglong moved his shoulders and asked, "What's impossible?" She wanted to escape those eyes, but found that she was in Xu Zhuchen's sight no matter what.
Xu Zhuchen bandaged his wounds and said word for word: "You can't be that kind of person. Along the way, I have seen people who have your level of martial arts skills. Most of them have become famous, started families, and established sects. But I’ve never heard of your reputation.”
After she finished speaking, she smiled: "To tell you the truth, Sister Feng, I actually decided to 'recruit' you after I met you."
"Now that you have won, I am convinced that I have lost. You have recruited me. I will follow you wherever you go."
Li Fenglong felt his head hit. This was definitely not a good experience. She pulled away from the dream and was not in a hurry to open her eyes. She just slowly used a ray of inner strength to test everything in the room.
This is her own bedroom. There are two pots of orchids on the windowsill. They were watered in the morning and their leaves are spreading happily. The solid wood window sill was connected to her desk, and there were several books on it, which Xu Zhuchen insisted on giving - Li Fenglong didn't like books, and she would feel nauseated when she smelled the smell of ink, and could vomit. Xu Zhuchen knew about her problem and sent books engraved with a stylus. He didn't know how much effort it took to prepare these every year.
After turning along the wall, a brick closest to the floor could be moved. It contained her private money for emergencies. The brick and stone were supported by a plan table, on which were placed many things: a fortune tree, a fortune bowl, a gold-inlaid jade cabbage, and a tripod that brought wealth from all directions. Li Fenglong curled his lips in satisfaction, and was immediately noticed by the people in front of the tripod.
"Sister Feng! Get up quickly when you wake up." Jiang Litian whispered, "Those people outside the door who are asking to see me have been waiting all morning and still refuse to leave."
What Jiang Litian was talking about was Wang He's former subordinates, most of whom were on the fence. They began to get close to Li Fenglong when she was still cooperating with Wang He. Wang He died so hastily and easily that these wallflowers had no time to prepare. They were all afraid that Li Fenglong's reckoning would fall on them, so they rushed to express their good will.
Li Fenglong lazily sat up straight, while Ren Litian put on her clothes, and said in a lazy voice: "The weapons shop doesn't lack the tea money, so let them sit." After she finished speaking, she opened one eye slightly, "By the way, how did he handle what he was told to do immediately?"
Litian laughed, his narrow eyes squinting like a little fox: "The accounts have been completed one by one. There are a few steps that were written vaguely. I haven't checked them clearly yet, and Litian is still busy."
Li Fenglong nodded, yawned again, and asked, "Xu Zhuchen, Little Lotus, have they ever woken up?"
Litian shook his head: "You didn't sleep long. The two of them fell asleep after drinking the decoction and haven't woken up yet."
Li Fenglong then straightened his arms and stretched: "Okay." She jumped out of bed, took a sip of the tea that was cold on the table to moisten her throat, and said, "Litian, follow me out."
A group of people outside the door had been drinking tea all morning. They had gone to the toilet countless times, but they were still afraid of missing the opportunity to show their loyalty. When they saw Li Tian coming out, they all stretched their necks and pricked up their ears, wishing they could lie down. Learn to bark on the ground.
However, the person who followed Li Tian out was not the familiar "Han Ling", but Li Fenglong, who had clear features and a bright smile.
An old man with gray hair and beard stood up, then realized something was wrong and sat down tremblingly. His old face was already smiling, and he was rubbing his hands, but his tone was full of panic: "Sister Li Feng, hey, Boss Li, is Mr. Han not here?"
Li Fenglong held a thin object in his hand. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that it was a folded human skin mask. Li Fenglong signaled Li Tian to add tea to everyone present, took a sip of jasmine tablets, and then said with a smile: "I kept you guys waiting. It took me a long time to accept the news today, and now I have sorted out my mood. I just came to inform you that Han Ling has left Zhiyang and will probably not come back for a while."
"Before leaving, Lord Han specifically asked me to take care of Zhiyang's affairs for him."
As she spoke, the mask in her hand creaked. Everyone present knew what her temper was like and what these words meant, but the sharp and harsh voice of the mask reminded them one after another of how Li Fenglong directly overturned the chessboard named "Zhiyang" to With lightning speed, he became the overlord of Zhiyang.
Some people in the audience are afraid, some are afraid, and naturally some are unconvinced. Many people watched the "battle" that was performed. Xu Zhuchen, Xiao Mei, and the two generals under Li Fenglong were both injured and recuperating. She herself was just the owner of a weapons store. She didn't look very impressive, so naturally it made people feel uncomfortable. Difficult to accept.
A guest in the last seat moved his fingers, planning something in his mind, and was about to take action when he heard a "Kala" sound behind the door. She looked up - she saw four strong warriors dressed as servants pushing a small wooden cart out of the door. On the wooden cart was a shiny silver steel gun.
Everyone in Zhiyang City knew about that gun - six years ago, two black-clad assassins made a fuss in the Gold and Silver Building, wounding and maiming twenty-eight people, and then walked away, leaving only a steel gun behind. gun. Among the twenty-eight people, there were traders, bodyguards, officials, and moneylenders. Together, they were considered the local tyrants in Zhiyang. After that, they all left Zhiyang, and the Jinyin Building also changed its name. Today's weapons shop, but the story of "blood splattered on the gold and silver building" has been circulated in Zhiyang, which can stop children crying at night.
At that moment, Li Fenglong put down the tea cup and the smile on his face faded. She pushed her knee, and the steel gun flew up into the air. She grabbed it in her hand and performed a beautiful spin.
The laughter and laughter in the hall just now turned into a sigh from Li Fenglong: "It's been a long time since I could use a gun freely."
