At dusk three days later, the Han family branched out.
A short arrow shot into the eaves from the backyard of Han Mansion, with a slip of paper tied to the arrow shaft.
When Han Feng heard the noise, he came to the backyard and jumped up, took off the slip of paper, unfolded it, and saw that there were only eight characters on it.
"The south branch of the city, it's midnight tonight!"
Han Feng's eyes burst out with light, and he went straight back to his room and burned the letter.
This is the news from the Zhao family's secret agents.
Since Zhao Weinan agreed a few days ago to pay attention to the movements of the Qingyang Gang for Han Feng.
These days, the Zhao family's spies have sent several pieces of information every day.
But the previous information was insignificant, but today's information is the most valuable!
Han Feng knew that the time had come for him to take action.
It was late at night after dinner, and everyone in the family went back to their rooms to rest.
Han Feng put on the night clothes that he had already prepared and climbed over the wall from the backyard to leave the house.
After making a large circle around the Han Mansion and making sure that Chu Hanxin and the others would not be disturbed, Han Feng walked all the way to the southeast.
In the dark night, Han Feng was dressed in black, like a ghost in the night.
His steps were nimble, and he could reach more than ten feet with a single leap.
I ran for dozens of miles in one breath without feeling tired at all.
After several days of hard training, nearly twenty spirit stones were spent, and two drops of life spirit liquid were swallowed.
Han Feng finally succeeded in breaking through the martial arts six stars early this morning.
Now his muscles and meridians have been tempered by pure spiritual energy, and his body has excreted more impurities.
Han Feng felt that his whole body was smooth and his body was extremely coordinated.
Now his speed, explosive power, and even endurance are far better than before.
If you can step into the Seven Stars of the Martial Arts and start tempering your bones, this feeling will probably be even stronger!
Feeling this comfortable feeling, Han Feng walked forward on the mountain road for another seven or eight miles.
Finally, near midnight, we arrived at our destination.
In the distance, a wooden shed appeared in the forest.
In the dense forest, the wooden building was dimly lit, looking a bit penetrating.
Han Feng knew that this was one of the three major gangs in Bailong County, the Chengnan branch of the Qingyang Gang.
There will be a party here this afternoon!
Han Feng quietly approached the wooden building several hundred meters away, climbed up an ancient branch, and secretly observed the movements inside and outside the wooden building.
I saw that the windows of the wooden building were closed tightly, with only a little light coming from the gaps.
A small door opened on the south side, with dim candlelight coming from inside.
At this moment, there are people like Han Feng wearing black clothes and covering their faces from time to time.
Either alone or in groups, they quickly approached the wooden building from the dense forest on all sides and entered through the small door.
Judging from the steady pace and quick speed of these people, it is obvious that they are all people with extraordinary skills.
Han Feng squinted his eyes and was looking at all this, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him.
He hid in the treetops and looked back.
I saw the dense forest not far behind me.
Two black figures were heading towards the wooden building, approaching quickly, just about to pass by the big tree where they were hiding.
At this moment, the two people were still talking about something.
Han Feng listened carefully and heard one of them say.
"What kind of mission are we carrying out today? We have been summoned here in the middle of the night.
Today I plan to visit a brothel and sleep with some tender girls. "
The other person whispered.
"Keep your voice down. I heard that there is a big mission today. The deputy gang leader has summoned eight teams to act together. Even the captains have to come and gather. Why are you complaining?
Later, the deputy gang leader will have to count the people one by one. Let's hurry up, don't go late, or we will be punished. "
As the two of them spoke, they both sped up and quickly approached the wooden building.
Seeing the two people entering the wooden building, Han Feng couldn't help but think about the previous conversation between the two.
From this point of view, the scale of the Qingyang Gang's operation tonight is not small, and the procedures are extremely strict. I am afraid that I will not be able to sneak in directly.
While he was hesitating, Han Feng heard footsteps coming from behind him again. This time, there was only one man in black walking alone.
Han Feng couldn't help but flash his eyes when the other party passed by this big tree.
He quietly landed behind the other person and patted the person's shoulder gently.
"ah……?"
The man in black was patted, he let out a frightened cry, and turned around in horror.
Seeing Han Feng behind him, who was also wearing a black scarf, the man in black's eyes suddenly relaxed, and then he asked with some doubts.
"You...which team are you a brother from?"
Han Feng frowned, but said in an imposing manner.
"The deputy gang leader is afraid that someone will sneak in and ask me to check your identities here. Which team are you a member of?"
The man in black was slightly startled when he heard this, and replied subconsciously.
"I'm the "big dog" of team six!"
"Uh... big dog?"
Han Fengren couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.
But the man in black reacted, feeling suspicious in his heart.
"No, didn't we always count people in the branch hall before?
Which team are you a member of? Take out your identity badge and let me take a look. "
Han Feng sneered when he heard this.
"I didn't know it just now, but now...I am also in the sixth team."
"you……"
Before the man could speak, Han Feng covered his mouth with one hand, and a cold light flashed in his other hand.
The black crystal dagger was inserted directly into the opponent's heart. The person's eyes widened and he died immediately.
Han Feng dragged the opponent's body, like a cheetah picking up prey, quickly climbed up the tree, and found a simple waist tag on the opponent's body.
Immediately, Han Feng hid the man's body among the dense branches and wiped the blood on the dagger.
Then he dropped his figure and quickly approached the wooden building.
Not long after, Han Feng came to the small door in front of the wooden building.
After a moment's hesitation, he opened the gauze curtain in front of the door and stepped inside.
As soon as he stepped into the door, under the dim candlelight, two bright steel knives were intertwined in front of him.
Han Feng's body suddenly tensed up, and he saw two men in black looking at him with sharp eyes, and one of them asked coldly.
"Members of which team, please state your name and show your waistband!"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment and responded immediately.
"Team 6, big dog!"
After calmly announcing his name, Han Feng flashed his badge in front of the two of them.
The two of them nodded, took back the steel knife, and let Han Feng ascend to the second floor.
Han Feng went up the wooden ladder to the second floor, and his eyes suddenly shrank.
I saw a wide hall on the second floor. In the empty hall, there were already twenty or thirty people in black gathered.
Everyone was wearing black scarves and they were silent, looking like a gathering of killers.
At this moment, these black people were divided into eight areas to gather.
Han Feng noticed that the numbers "one to eight" were written on the wall of the hall corresponding to the crowd, which was obviously the seven teams gathered this time.
He naturally came to the sixth team, which now had four people gathered.
Seeing Han Feng's arrival, several people glanced at his badge and didn't say much.
Han Feng stood at the back of the team, waiting closely while secretly asking Xian'er in his heart.
"Xian'er, what are the cultivation levels of these people?"
Xian'er replied: "The lowest cultivation level is four-star martial disciple, and the highest is seven-star martial disciple."
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked.
I didn’t expect that the men in black gathered in the Qingyang Gang branch today would have such extraordinary cultivation.
Among the dozens of people, even the one with the lowest cultivation level is a four-star warrior.
Obviously, these people are the elites of the Qingyang Gang.
At this moment, people in black are still coming up from the first floor.
About half a stick of incense had passed, and at the beginning of the hour, everyone was finally here.
There are eight teams in total. Except for the first team, which only has five people, each team has six people, for a total of forty-seven people.
One of them had even reached the eighth-star martial arts level, and Han Feng was even more surprised.
I originally thought that the Qingyang Gang was just a group of stragglers, but I didn't expect that they could gather such a huge force.
Now it seems that trying to annihilate these people in the wooden building is completely asking for death.
We can only wait until the action is in progress, and then secretly kill him!
