Shengyefang, in a big house.
Bailang Gang Zhang Ye just paid one month's rent.
I didn’t pay much, maybe I have to move next month.
Inner courtyard lobby.
Zhang Ye sat at the top.
Sitting below on the left side is a strong man with a black face.
Behind him stood two equally tall and round-waisted men.
His temperament and demeanor are quite tough.
"Gang Leader Zhang, let's follow the old rules. The food and goods will leave the city tomorrow morning. My people will take over at the south gate. This is the deposit." The strong man with a dark face took out a gray cloth purse and handed it to Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye, who had a beard on his face, looked at it hesitantly and did not answer.
"What? Gang Leader Zhang doesn't want to raise the price, does he?" The black-faced man's face suddenly darkened.
The price they pay for buying grain is already 30% higher than the market price.
In recent months, prices have increased twice in a row.
Zhang Ye still wants to increase the price, he is greedy!
Zhang Ye hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether he should say it or not.
Seeing Zhang Ye hesitate, the black-faced man suddenly became angry.
They Aishan bandits are a wave of desperadoes.
Being manipulated and forced continuously, murderous intent rose in his heart.
It's just a gang of local ruffians in a city.
It's okay to play some dirty tricks, but if you fight with real swords and guns, you can kill him with just a flip of a finger!
"No price increase." Zhang Ye said to dispel the other party's anger: "Just change the payment method."
The black-faced strong man frowned: "Pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. This is what we have agreed on before. It is impossible to pay for the goods first."
"There is no need to pay first. You just need to deposit the deposit and payment into Chase Bank." Zhang Ye said.
"We don't accept cash when discussing business at our Bailanggang station." Zhang Ye said dullly.
The dark-faced burly man looked at Zhang Ye in confusion.
Where do these weird rules come from.
Suddenly he thought of a piece of news from someone in the city.
His face suddenly became teasing: "I heard that the Bailang Gang was tricked and suffered a lot of losses. Isn't it true?"
Zhang Ye's face darkened and he said nothing.
"Haha..." The black-faced strong man suddenly smiled disdainfully.
Why are they the first gang in the city?
Just a bunch of rabble!
Zhang Ye's face turned ugly, but he didn't refute.
"How about I leave a few brothers to help you?" The black-faced strong man chuckled, seemingly kind-hearted.
Zhang Ye's face turned red and he reached out to grab the ghost head sword.
Touching the sword that was lost and recovered from the ghost market, the anger in Zhang Ye's heart slowly dissipated.
If you are not as good as others, no wonder others laugh at you.
This was not the first time he had heard this kind of ridicule in the past few months.
"We don't accept cash." Zhang Ye repeated in a dull voice.
The black-faced strong man sneered and put the money bag into his arms.
He is indeed a softie. Don't even dare to resist.
Zhang Ye's hand holding the knife tightened subconsciously.
It's just that there is no cold and hard feeling in the palm of the hand. Instead, the palm feels swollen, just like the congestion and swelling caused by accelerated blood flow after being drunk.
This familiar feeling comes again? !
I don't know why, but he still feels friendly.
Fighting back his sleepiness, Zhang Ye looked at the dark-faced strong man with a smile: "Third Master, you don't have any valuables with you, right?"
The dark-faced burly man frowned and looked at Zhang Ye, subconsciously touching his chest. The payment for this purchase is kept there.
Zhang Ye immediately laughed, gloating about his misfortune.
at dusk.
The members of the Bailang Gang's secret base gradually woke up.
Zhang Ye glanced at the table next to him. As expected, the ghost-headed sword was gone again.
"Looks like I have to go to the ghost market again."
The dark-faced burly man stared at Zhang Ye with an ugly expression.
Zhang Ye suppressed a smile, stood up, stretched and said calmly: "We don't accept cash. Don't forget to deposit the deposit into Chase Bank later."
The dark-faced strong man touched his arms, and his face turned even darker.
…
The side of Zuo's mansion.
In the bedroom close to the left courtyard wall.
Seven or eight gray cloth money bags were placed on the table.
In the dark room, Chen Mu opened and poured out the bowls one by one, his face becoming more and more happy.
“I endured not going for a month, and it really paid off!”
Most of the gang members brought some coins with them.
Big and small bosses all have pieces of silver in their possessions.
There is another villain in the room.
Chen Mu opened a bulging cowhide bag and dumped it.
The sound of silver clattering made Chen Mu overjoyed.
There are seventeen or eighty taels of broken silver, and the key is a silver note - one hundred taels!
Sure enough, just like fishing, you can't catch it in one place all the time.
They must be given a training period to allow the fish to develop.
"It's a pity that Gang Leader Zhang is still stingy." Chen Mu touched the ghost head knife beside the table and couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Why does this knife look familiar?" Chen Mu took a look and said, "Isn't this the one I sold in the ghost market?"
This gang leader Zhang is still a nostalgic leader. Did you buy this knife back from the ghost market?
Chen Mu touched his chin.
"How about selling this knife to him directly?"
"Without a middleman, what's good for me and what's good for him?"
Chen Mu finally gave up this tempting idea with regret.
Afraid that the bearded man would become angry.
What if he doesn't want it anymore?
"It's time to leave Qingshan County."
With this money. His personal savings have exceeded three hundred taels.
Whether it's hiring Jie Jia or settling down in Nanyang Mansion, it's enough.
"The city is getting more and more unsafe." Chen Mu sighed, he didn't dare to stay even if he wanted to.
In the past month, evil spirits have caused chaos, gangsters have committed crimes, and all kinds of chaos have occurred frequently.
There are already signs of chaos in Qingshan County.
If another foreign enemy invades...
well……
Just as he was confused about his future life, Chen Mu's ears suddenly twitched.
In the quiet house, I could faintly hear voices!
…
"Master, we have found out that the Lengyue Garden where Zuo Sheng, the eldest young master of the Zuo family, lives is behind this wall." A young man with a pale face and blue lips whispered.
He was wearing a black robe, his face was so pale that you could see the blood vessels, and his right hand was wrapped in a white cloth, faintly stained with blood.
"Yesterday at the county government office, the other companies started to waver, and we were about to collect the money and leave. It was because of this Zuo Sheng's trouble that all the trouble happened." The white-faced young man said with a sinister look on his face: "For this kind of person, you have to give He was so cruel!"
"Idiot! Do you want to kill my master?" Qianshan Taoist priest scolded in a low voice.
He has a plump face and is in his forties.
Her hair is neatly combed back, except for a strand of silvery hair on the right side hanging down by her face.
"To trouble the direct descendants of the Zuo family is to give the Zuo family a warning."
"Zuo Sheng is a ruthless guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. It's thankless to trouble him!" Qianshan Taoist said impatiently.
He learned from secret channels that the anti-evil mirror in Qingshan County was missing, evil incidents occurred frequently, and the county magistrate Li Taizheng was recruiting talented people.
He happened to have some tricks, and he used them a little bit, and he was able to blind Li Tai.
He was about to make a lot of money on the pretext of casting spells. I didn't want to be disturbed by the Zuo family.
"Master atones, master atones!" the white-faced young man said in fear.
"Forget it." Qianshan Taoist said with a gloomy face.
"If the left wins, the left wins."
"This man is considered to be the top master of the Zuo family. If he is defeated, it will hit the mountain and shake the tiger."
As he spoke, Qianshan Taoist clasped his hands together and chanted a mantra in a low voice.
His voice was low and rapid, and although he was speaking alone, it seemed as if hundreds of people were whispering at the same time.
A group of black energy as big as a head appeared in front of the two people, gathered and condensed inward.
The black energy disappeared, replaced by a pale paper figure.
The whole body of the paper man is covered with thin black lines, which resemble the meridians of the human body.
The facial features are hollowed out and the shape is lifelike.
There is a word "Xia" as bright as blood on the back.
When the white-faced young man saw the paper man, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
"Why are you running? Hurry up and feed the paper man blood."
"Master, master, I..." The white-faced young man suddenly became incoherent.
"Hurry up!" Qianshan Taoist stared at the white-faced young man coldly.
The white-faced young man's scalp tightened.
Qianshan Taoist has more than one disciple.
Now he is the only one left.
Those disciples who dared to disobey him have all disappeared, neither alive nor dead.
Gritting his teeth, the white-faced young man took out the dagger, untied the white cloth on his right hand, and made a sharp cut on the unhealed wound.
Thick blood slowly gushes out.
The paper figure floating in the air looked like a cat that smelled something fishy.
Slowly floated to the palm of the white-faced young man.
There was a gurgling sound like drinking water.
The face of the white-faced young man became paler.
After a while, the paper figure floated from the palm of his hand, and its pale body turned into bright red.
Taoist Qianshan looked at his pale disciple and took out a black pill with a spicy smell from his arms.
"Well done, let's eat."
"Thank you, master, thank you, master!" The white-faced young man swallowed the pill in one gulp.
His face suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His eyes were full of energy and his whole body became excited.
"Master's immortal elixir is becoming more and more mysterious!" The white-faced young man complimented with enjoyment.
Taoist Qianshan looked at his apprentice with a smile, a satisfied look on his face, but his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.
At this time, the paper figure seemed to come alive after absorbing the blood, and the whole paper became alive.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
The villain was floating in the air, pointing his little finger behind the two of them, and screamed with his teeth and claws.
The master and apprentice turned back suddenly.
I saw a figure in the dark night, half-hunched over, walking tiptoe toward the wall along the base of the eaves.
"Who!" the white-faced young man yelled.
Chen Mu froze and turned to look at the two of them awkwardly: "I'm going to get up and go to the toilet. You continue, and you guys continue."
"Didn't you say this is an abandoned house? How could there be anyone here?" Taoist Qianshan stared at his apprentice fiercely.
The white-faced young man panicked and quickly asked Chen Mu, "Who are you?!"
"Forget it." Qianshan Taoist put away his anger and glanced at Chen Mu indifferently: "Go and deal with him, don't delay the business."
"Yes!" The white-faced young man looked at Chen Mu with a ferocious smile.
"I just bumped into him accidentally. How about we just say goodbye and do our own things?" Chen Mu quickly calmed down.
These two people have a cold temperament and do not look like good people.
Chen Mu didn't want to get entangled too much.
"It's only your bad luck." The white-faced young man turned a deaf ear and stared at Chen Mu coldly.
His right hand brushed across his waist, and a soft thin sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Chen Mu's mind raced and he persuaded in a coherent manner: "In the dead of night, the slightest movement will be heard far away."
"If we really take action, I'm afraid it will ruin everyone's affairs."
"It's up to you!" The white-faced young man smiled disdainfully and walked towards Chen Mu calmly.
He followed Qianshan Taoist and traveled all over the country.
The Xuan Ni sword in his hand was as soft as water and as strong as a whip. Countless so-called knights died under his sword.
If the two of them hadn't been secretive, they would have achieved such a great reputation long ago.
Chen Mu's heart tightened.
Strictly speaking, this was the second time he faced off against a martial arts practitioner.
I taught the green-skinned gangster a lesson before, but I didn't feel anything at all.
When he beat Sheng Hong to death, he had no preparation and just threw stones randomly.
At this moment, looking at the white-faced young man approaching with a sullen expression, Chen Mu felt uneasy: "There are two people on the other side, which is a bit too much."
He secretly glanced at Qianshan Taoist who didn't take him seriously at all. Chen Mu felt relieved.
Just don't pay attention to yourself.
Glancing at the blood-red little man floating in the air, Chen Mu's scalp felt numb.
Looking at the white-faced young man getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and thought: "Throw him a dart. If it doesn't work, retreat!"
He dug his right hand into his sleeve and held an iron lotus seed in his palm.
"Come on." The white-faced young man held the sword in his right hand and spread his hands in front of his chest in a welcoming gesture.
"Don't you want to take action?"
"come here……"
Woo!
In an instant, a black shadow flashed past.
The iron lotus seed in Chen Mu's hand was like a bullet, suddenly breaking the air between the two of them, and passed through the white-faced young man's left chest.
Phew!
A ball of blood exploded behind the white-faced young man: "You...you!"
Poof!
Before he finished speaking, the white-faced young man had two more holes on his forehead and at the corners of his mouth.
Blood dripped down his chin.
The entire courtyard suddenly became silent.
