Chapter 150 Opportunity

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In the Jinghong Gang camp in the south of Qingshan County, in a tent near the city gate.

"Old Zhang, I didn't expect you to have this ability." Zuo Sheng looked at the detailed camp garrison map in surprise.

That's why this style of painting seems a bit familiar.

"I was careless last time. I went out in the middle of the night, blindly lighting up the scene, and ended up getting lost in the reed swamp. I messed up everything." Zhang Ye's eyes were lowered with shame.

"Later I learned from the experience and was careful to conduct multiple probes."

"Even the secret passage that was used to smuggle food to the Aishan bandits was used. That's how we got this picture." Zhang Ye sighed with sadness on his face.

"These days I wake up early and stay up late. It's really not easy."

Zuo Sheng looked at Zhang Ye complicatedly.

If our tents weren't so close to each other, I wouldn't have believed it!

You sit in the tent eating peanuts and drinking wine every day, and you think I don’t know!

"Tell the truth." Zuo Sheng said calmly.

"To be honest, I don't know where this thing came from." Zhang Ye said honestly.

This is also the reason why he came to Zuo Sheng.

The garrison map came out of nowhere, so he handed it in himself to avoid being questioned.

Zuo Sheng, as Jin Wuduan's disciple, would have no problem.

Thinking of this, he told Zuo Sheng everything.

"Last time we went to the reed swamp, was someone knocked unconscious?" Zuo Sheng was surprised: "If that person could bring you down, why didn't he kill you?"

Zhang Ye murmured for a long time: "Maybe... I'm used to it."

Zuo Sheng: "..."

"This is not the first time that lunatic has done this." Zhang Ye told the story of his unlucky career starting from Qingshan County with a bitter look on his face.

"You said that Baihutang Lin Que noticed similar smoke the night he died?" Zuo Sheng couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Zhang Ye nodded with a complicated look on his face: "Originally, I was quite grateful to him. He made me the leader of the hall. But I didn't expect that it was just the beginning of a series of unlucky careers."

"Looking back, since I met this psychopath, my life has started to memorize words."

"I can't be the leader of the Bailang Gang, and I can't be the leader of the White Tiger Hall. Now I'm almost a bare commander." He said. The 1.8-meter tall man with a beard couldn't help but feel sad: "Do you know what they call me behind my back?"

"Gang Busters!"

"Destroy the leader!"

"Brother Zuo, I feel bitter in my heart!"

Zuo Sheng: "..."

Senior brother, look at the good things you have done!

"Brother Zhang, don't worry. As long as I'm here, your contribution will be indispensable." Zuo Sheng said solemnly: "Maybe you can become the master of the White Tiger Hall again."

After another round of consolation, Zhang Ye was sent away, and Zuo Sheng sat alone in the tent and meditated.

"My cheap senior brother is most likely hiding in the Tangshan Army."

"Want to kill people with a borrowed knife and weaken the Tangshan Army?"

"It seems that they are also here for the Thousand Machine Order."

"It's easy to fish in troubled waters, so it's time for the Jinghong Gang to take action."

"Otherwise, this Thousand Machine Order will be none of my business."



Late one night, Chen Mu walked into the tent carrying two roasted wild ducks and humming a ditty.

The garrison map was thrown to the Jinghong Gang. Chen Mu didn't believe that the other party could hold back and not take action.

When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

As long as the Tangshan Army's strength is damaged, the exploration speed will have to slow down. He will have more time to prepare his cards.

"Fat man, get up and eat some meat." Chen Mu happily threw the roast duck to Zheng Yuan.

He is not afraid of being affected either. He had tampered with that garrison map.

The Tangshan Army garrison was carefully laid out.

There is only a rough map of Minfu Camp, and the route is somewhat specious.

"If I were to attack Huanglong, I would kill the elite Tangshan army first."

"After all, the civilian camp has no fighting capacity. With a little intimidation, it can be used for your own purposes."

"As long as I hide in the civilian camp, I won't be implicated." Chen Mu thought with satisfaction.

"Dawang is very capable!" Everyone in the Huotou Army showed off their talents. They put out some wine and peanuts, and even two cold side dishes. Eat, drink, and praise.

"Wang, you and your father are both dishonest." Sun Enqi touched his big belly and sighed.

"Fifth brother didn't tell me you were so courageous." Sun Enqi took a bite of duck leg meat with a complicated look on his face.

"I regard military discipline as nothing, sneaking out to hunt game every day, tsk tsk..."

Chen Mu glanced at the cheap seventh uncle: "There are many things he didn't tell you. For example, he knew that you gave Old Man Xing two taels of silver, so he didn't tell you."

"Ahem...eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Sun Enqi's face suddenly turned red. Was it exposed that he had received eight taels of silver from ten taels?

The father and son are more sophisticated than the other!

Chen Mu lay down on the floor with a smile on his face. I casually tossed two small paper figures to watch outside.

"I don't know what action Jinghong will take."

"Concentrate the elites for a fierce attack, or use the terrain to ambush?"

"Or maybe use a mysterious magical weapon?!"

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel solemn.

Still not strong enough. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be waiting here anxiously.

"At this moment, the upper echelons of the Jinghong Gang have probably obtained the garrison map."

"At this moment, we must be gathering high-level officials to work together and discuss offensive strategies."

Although I felt uneasy, I still felt a little bit happy when I thought that I had affected the masters of the Jinghong Gang with just a small stroke of my pen.

"My cheap junior brother might also have to help me."



Chen Mu's good junior brother is currently dressed in black, standing in a dense forest near the north gate of Qingshan County.

"Young Master Zuo, are you just going to hand over the Jinghong Gang's garrison map to me?" Cheng Zheng said with a mocking look on his face: "Blatantly betraying the master and selling out the interests of the Jinghong Gang. Is this what Jin Wujian has taught you in the past few years?"

"That's not true." Zuo Sheng shook his head: "This is what my senior brother taught me."

Cheng Zhi was stunned, why didn't I know you had such an unreliable senior brother?

He immediately laughed to himself.

However, he is not a good person either.

What he is concerned about is not whether the other party betrays his master.

"How do you expect me to believe you? What if this picture is fake?" Chengzheng said expressionlessly: "If I fall into an ambush by the Jinghong Gang, wouldn't I suffer a big loss?"

"It's up to you. We'll start in five days."

"The Jinghong Gang will be empty by then. Whether you can persuade King Chao Tian to help him achieve this great feat is none of my business." Zuo Sheng shrugged and said calmly.

"Killing with a borrowed knife?" Chengyi frowned slightly, then a smile appeared on his face: "You want to deal with that young lady from a noble family. Weaken her power."

"Don't you want to?" Zuo Sheng glanced at Chengxin and said calmly.

"Heh..." A hint of coldness emerged from the corner of Chengyi's mouth.

"It seems she wants to monopolize all the Thousand Machine Tokens."

"The greed of aristocratic families."

Zuo Sheng glanced sincerely: "Don't Chao Fang want to monopolize it?"

"I don't think he will give the Thousand Machine Token to you."

"Let Chao Fang attack Sikou Qing and both parties will suffer. This will be beneficial to everyone."

"That's all it is. It's up to you how to do it." Zuo Sheng turned and left: "This is my chance, and maybe your chance too, to take revenge on Sikou Qing."

Sincerity stood there expressionlessly.

"It's indeed a good opportunity!"

Under the night, a leaf fell, and the figure of sincerity disappeared, leaving only the shadow of the tree.

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