It is indeed a disaster.

What does it mean to "smash open fire" by showing off your identity?

They were not prepared to leave anyone alive.

Wang Chengfang gripped the knife in his hand tighter and asked in a deep voice: "Master Li, is this what Mr. Wen means? Please open your mouth and let the man named Wang understand."

Li Mo shook his head, raised his hand and waved: "Kill!"

The lights of swords and shadows, roars shook the sky, blood flowed on the grass on the hillside, and the night wind carried the salty stench far away.

Wang Chengfang raised his knife to hold Li Mo's two swords that were slashing down, and then with a powerful move, Feng He swept the opponent aside with a backhand sweep: "Run! Run one by one! Go back to Beijing and find Mr. Zhao to make the decision!"

Wang Chengfang had already made the worst plan in his mind, or maybe he just recognized the reality. There was no advantage in numbers or strength, and the other party came prepared, with calculated calculations but no intention. This time, his Futong Escort Bureau was in trouble.

Already.

If you fail, you will fail. In the business of licking blood with a knife tip, every time you go out to work, you are leaving your life to God.

The brutal fighting was reflected in their eyes. Little Orange and Xiao Zhuzi's expressions were not very good, and their bodies were trembling. Xiao Zhuzi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trying hard to hold on. Little Orange had already covered his mouth with his hands, and he retched from time to time.

After all, I am still a child at heart, and this is the first time I have seen life pass away so simply and cruelly.

Xu Bao frowned and looked at it coldly. Having experienced blood and fire in his previous life, in his eyes, the only thing between life and death was a wave of the sword and a pull of the trigger.

"You guys hide well, I'll go take a look in the forest." Xu Bao whispered, and then he ran towards the forest with his waist down.

He didn't care about the outcome of the battle below, he just wanted to know if there was any connection between this incident and the three hundred thousand taels of silver. After all, this was his job.

...

There was no fire in the forest, and the moonlight could not penetrate the lush branches and leaves above the head. Countless lanterns illuminated the dense forest.

"One, two, three, four...twenty-eight...forty. Sir, we are all here."

The silver is cold, but it is hot in the eyes. Mr. Xuanyi nodded with satisfaction and threw the silver back into the box: "Buckle it." He turned and walked towards the old man standing under the tree holding a gun: "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

.In this way, we will transport the money away, and everything will go according to plan."

Wen Kangning's face was as dark as water, he frowned and looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly said: "The mud comes from the beginning of chaos."

Mr. Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, then replied: "The white lotus appeared in a prosperous world."

Wen Kangning's heart sank: "You are indeed from the White Lotus Sect."

"That's not true?" Mr. Xuanyi said with a half-smile, "Even a three-year-old child knows a lot about Bailian Incision. I'm not talented. I'm from Dongchang after all. How could I not know it?"

"Really?" Wen Kangning raised his eyebrows, took out a small gourd from his arms and opened it: "Take a sip and I will believe you."

"..."

"Don't drink?" He let go of his hand and the wine gourd fell to the ground. Wen Kangning took out a small oil paper bag from his sleeve and opened it. Inside was a piece of sauced meat: "You can also eat meat."

"Ha." Mr. Xuanyi shook his head and took a step back: "Mr. Wen's moves are really sharp, but I don't know where he missed the flaw?"

Wen Kangning did not answer, but asked again: "Now that things have come to a close, how about giving me a name?"

"White Lotus Zuo Shi, a painter of Tang Dynasty, I have met Mr. Wen." Mr. Xuanyi bowed his hands and smiled more and more on his face.

"It turns out that Mr. Fuyao is in front of you." Wen Kangning sighed, his eyes gradually became sharp, and he hit the spear in his hand: "Let's take action!"

"Why?" Tang Huafeng tilted his head, as if he looked very strange: "Our holy religion seems to have no grudges with Mr. Wen, and..." He raised his hand and pointed outside the forest: "At this moment, you and I

Brothers from two families are still fighting side by side, how come Mr. Wen has turned against him now?"

Wen Kangning didn't say anything anymore, and he just hit a straight spear with one move.

"Why is that so?" Tang Huafeng laughed, stood up from the ground, tapped his toes on the tip of the gun, turned back and jumped out.

"Go!" Wen Kangning raised the gun and advanced. With a shake of his hand, the tip of the gun melted into seven or eight, pointing directly at the place where Tang Dynasty's painting style came to rest.

Tang Huafeng's smile did not diminish, he closed the folding fan in his hand, raised his hand and pointed, and saw a white light shining directly at Wen Kangning's door.

"Ding!"

"Mr. Wen, you have to let me say a few words, right?" Tang Huafeng bowed again: "That day when we met at home, was the secret letter from Eunuch Liang that I showed to Mr. Wen a fake?"

"I'm blind."

"Clumsy eyes? Well, handwriting seals can be faked, so can this Dongchang token also be fake?" Tang Huafeng took out a black iron sign from his sleeve and shook it.

Wen Kangning laughed angrily: "Young Master Tang has gone too far to deceive others. The secret letter can be faked and the token is just a brand. How can it be true? Although I can't tell, since you have recognized your identity as the White Lotus Sect

, do you still want to say that Dongchang and the White Lotus Sect are also guilty?"

"Why not?" Tang Huafeng also asked: "Although our holy religion is not tolerated by the imperial court, how can our life in the eyes of the emperor be any better? Cooperation will benefit both sides, and each will get what he needs. Mr. Wen can't afford it.

I heard that there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests?"

"This..." Seeing that Tang Huafeng's identity was revealed by him and he was still so calm, Wen Kangning couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

The Anshun Escort Company relies on its connections in the palace to settle down. To put it more bluntly, all this wealth is earned by working as a dog for Liang Fang and Monk Ming.

That's why when Tang Huafeng brought the two people's seals over before, he agreed to everything, even if he had some friendship with Futong Escort Agency, he would not hesitate to do it.

Now I thought that Tang Huafeng had deceived me and made a big mistake. I just wanted to fight to my death to protect the bodyguards. But listening to the meaning of Tang Huafeng's words, could it be that they were really Liang and Shang?

Doesn’t make sense?

"Although I am ignorant, I also know the White Lotus Cult's commandment not to lie. Tang, please speak clearly, otherwise I and you will die!"

"That's fine." Tang Huafeng shrugged, and just as he was about to speak, his ears suddenly twitched: "Who!"

With a movement of his hand, he saw a beam of black light coming out of his hand, shooting into the crown of an old tree five feet away.

Wen Kangning was also horrified. He raised his gun and rushed towards the black figure that fell in the canopy of the tree.

At a distance of five feet, Wen Kangning's marksmanship was superb, but his lightness skills were not very good. However, the black figure had a figure as electric as lightning, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wen Kangning had no choice but to stomp his feet and turned around. Unexpectedly, Tang Huafeng disappeared, and only a voice came from afar: "The law is not spread to the ears. Since there are outsiders here, Mr. Wen, let's meet again some other time."
Chapter completed!