Leave from Yaocheng.

Zhang Feng walked all the way towards Liangcheng without any delay on the way.

Your own people know your own business.

The injury on the shoulder coupled with the demonized weakness.

This is no time for any fighting.

But he didn't leave Yaocheng for long.

Zhang Feng looked forward and saw the light spots of torches on the road ahead. At a glance, they were no less than fifty.

He and they were coming face to face.

‘Item: Barge’

Type: Firearms

‘Quality: first level, white’

Zhang Feng grasped the reins with one hand and raised the pistol with the other.

But in the light of the fire, I saw that the people coming were not enemies, but President Zheng and the others.

They carried torches, and traveling with them was shopkeeper Wu, who was carrying a medicine box on his back.

Zhang Feng saw President Zheng and others and put away his pistol.

Wait for them to arrive and be on alert.

Zhang Feng's tense mind suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Brother Zhang..." President Zheng looked at Zhang Feng who was covered in blood, and quickly got off his horse and tried to help him.

Zhang Feng's trip was also about the Chamber of Commerce.

How can President Zheng and others sleep peacefully?

Not long after Zhang Feng set out, they found the horses one after another and came immediately.

"Let's take care of the injury briefly first." Shopkeeper Wu next to him saw the silk on Zhang Feng's shoulder, turned over and dismounted, and walked towards Zhang Feng.

"If it continues bumpy along the way, it will easily leave hidden injuries and affect Brother Zhang's handsome skills."

"Be on guard all around." President Zheng ordered the surrounding guards to move closer to Yaocheng, lest anyone chase them out and catch them off guard.

"It is indeed a horse." Zhang Feng patted the horse, sat on the ground with the support of shopkeeper Wu, and looked at Boss Lin and Young Master Lin who were approaching,

"Boss Lin's horse is pretty good, and he won't be frightened at the sight of blood. Otherwise, when the people in the city react and know that I'm at the end of their game, I may not be able to get out of Yaocheng."

"Be careful..." Shopkeeper Li and others looked at Zhang Feng, and were very worried when they saw Shopkeeper Wu untying the silk on Zhang Feng's shoulders, revealing his visibly injured injuries.

Moreover, they did not ask whether President Chen was dead or not, but the ones holding the mats held the mats and were on guard.

Because when they thought about it, it was extremely heroic for Zhang Feng to dare to kill him alone!

When Zhang Feng saw Shopkeeper Wu bandaging himself, he stood up and untied the silk tablecloth held by his horse and handed it to President Zheng.

"Is this a human head..." Everyone was shocked. They had seen the outline of a human head on the silk before, but Zhang Feng didn't say or mention it, and they didn't dare to ask.

At this time, President Zheng opened the silk and wiped away the blood on the corpse's face.

Under the firelight.

When people saw the face of Qing Rentou, they blurted out in surprise,

"It's President Chen!"

"Brother Zhang went into Yaocheng alone... and actually killed President Chen?!"

"The one who was killed in the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce... there should be more than twenty people accompanying him..." Zhang Cover exclaimed to everyone, but he talked about the previous battle in the house in an understatement.

While talking, Zhang Feng was also thinking about gains and losses, summarizing combat experience and killing methods.

But when everyone looked at Zhang Feng who was covered in blood, they felt their hearts pounding.

They felt that if they waited for someone to go, let alone kill one or two people, they would be killed by others later.

I'm afraid that if they really go to Yaocheng, they won't even dare to enter the gate of Yaocheng!

The truth is that reality.

They didn't want to deny in their hearts that they were indeed not as courageous and heroic as Brother Zhang.

But after Zhang Feng finished talking about this and felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, he took out the previous firearm from his waist.

"President Zheng, does our chamber of commerce have this item?"

"You don't dare to show this thing around in the city..." President Zheng took a look at the firearm and suddenly smiled, "I'll go back and see if there are any guns like this in the Chamber of Commerce. If there are, I'll give Brother Zhang a few hundred

Send it over."

Zhang Feng did not refuse.

After all, guns are still useful at certain times.

For example, during the period of weakness when one is demonized, it can be used as a life-saving and frightening object.

Of course, I won't practice specifically and delay my own skills.

Everything I am doing now is based on maximizing my own interests.

And as Zhang Feng followed President Zheng and others back.

The moon is deeper.

Yaocheng.

Chamber of Commerce House.

Here the torches and oil lamps are burning together, as if a hole has been burned into the dark curtain, and the lights are brightly lit.

now.

More than a dozen shopkeepers from Yaocheng gathered inside the courtyard. Outside the courtyard, they looked at the corpse being carried out and listened to the stories of the nearby guards.

But one of the shopkeepers, who was covering his mouth with a handkerchief, felt his stomach churning as he watched, and his face turned blue and white. Finally, he suppressed it, loosened the handkerchief slightly, looked at the other shopkeepers present, and spoke briefly:

,

"I haven't been feeling well these past few days. Say goodbye!"

The words fell.

The shopkeeper left without looking back.

"Shasha" The guards he brought followed and opened the curtain of the carriage outside the courtyard.

As the carriage set off under the night.

Several shopkeepers in the courtyard also vaguely heard a slight 'vomiting' sound coming from the carriage.

"That's good..." A shopkeeper in the hospital shook his head, "I didn't say anything, but I scared someone away first."

"What else can you say?" Another shopkeeper smelled the disgusting smell of blood and shook his head, "Bury it, bury it..."

"You don't want to say anything anymore?" Another shopkeeper looked at everyone, "Didn't you hear...it was Liangcheng Zhang Feng who did it?"

"Who said it's over?" A previous shopkeeper walked towards the room next to him with a livid face, "This matter is definitely not over!"

"Yes!" The remaining dozen or so shopkeepers also followed the shopkeeper in with livid faces, seemingly discussing countermeasures.

But as they entered the room and avoided President Chen's guards in the courtyard, they all changed to solemn expressions, looked at each other, and whispered,

"This issue.."

"Are you going? Or?"

"Tell me, which one of us is going to apologize to Zhang Feng, the God of Death...?"

Everyone chatted and finally decided to let their sons or housekeepers go.

Everyone agrees.

Going with a personal steward or heir not only represents sincerity, but also represents them.

At that time, let the 'messengers' say that everything was done by President Chen and Shopkeeper Feng, and it was none of their business.

Don't blame them for being timid, it's because they just heard rumors from the living guards.

Zhang Feng killed more than forty of them by himself!

Even if President Chen had a gun, it was all loaded inside.

They didn't want to risk meeting Zhang Feng.

Wait until the countermeasures are discussed.

Prepare 500 yuan and some valuable items.

The envoys from the shopkeepers set out at noon the next day.

As for the money, they did not come from them, but were found from the homes of Chairman Chen and Shopkeeper Feng.

Now, President Chen and his two stores have been fairly divided between them.

Also in the afternoon.

These 'trembling' messengers came to Liangcheng.

Zhang Feng doesn't care about them, just let President Zheng talk to them.
Chapter completed!