Chapter 92 Don't Blame Jianghu for Being Too Heartless
The main city of Lin'an has always been famous for its affluence. After turning a few lanes, you can see the willow bank bridge and the long embankment. In the autumn rain season, oil-paper umbrellas are walking through the rain. Restaurants with roof tiles and white walls are filled with drinkers. Jokes and shouts flowed into the misty rain along with the rich aroma of wine.
"You mean, yesterday on Su Causeway, the ten elders of the Sun and Moon Sect faced off against the eight Sanren of the Demon Sect? What was the result? Who won?"
"The ten elders of the Sun and Moon Sect, more than ten years ago, were all famous masters in the world, and three of them were at the top of the list. It's a pity, it's a pity, the Demon Sect is not built, and those eight The Sanren are all fierce. If the thirty-sixth Taibao from the Dajiang League and the Second Young Master from Thunderbolt Castle had not arrived with their men, the Sun and Moon Sect would have suffered a huge loss!"
"Is the Demon Gate so scary?"
"Who says it's not? I'd say the Demon Sect is really willing to give up. In order to protect the Jade Demon Qin Peng, they did not hesitate to confront the four top forces at the same time. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm afraid Lin'an City will not be able to calm down in the short term."
At the back door of the Liquor Alley, raindrops splashed with mist, and a woman wearing fabrics held a broken umbrella and walked on the uneven bluestone road, looking around from time to time.
This place was quite remote, with houses on both sides. The woman was sure that no one was paying attention, so she quickly took out a small cylinder from her arms, squatted down and dug up a small stone on the side of the road.
There was actually a package hidden inside. The woman picked up the package, stuffed the small cylinder where the package was originally placed, restored the small stone to its original position, stepped on it a few more times, and then strode away.
After turning a few roads, the woman stopped. Two men in raincoats walked out of the rain curtain in front of her, staring at her coldly. Experience in the world told the woman that those who came were not malicious.
Whoosh!
A cold light suddenly appeared.
The two men in coir raincoats didn't give the woman a chance to speak, so they drew their swords at the same time. The light of the sword seemed to cut the rain curtain into three sections, and the crackling raindrops shot towards the woman in the shape of a fan, forming a Two silver-white swords made of rainwater.
The woman was shivering all over. She threw the oil-paper umbrella out without thinking, then jumped up to the stone wall on the left and climbed over the wall.
The oil-paper umbrella was cut in half by a rain knife in an instant. A man in raincoat jumped up, raised his hands high and struck with another knife. His internal strength had clearly reached the level of three levels, second only to a first-class master who had opened up the Rendu and Du meridian. .
In the world of martial arts, first-class masters are rare, and masters of the third level below the first level are rare. When the woman saw this posture, it was clear that two masters of the third level were chasing her, and her expression changed. In vain, he ran to the street at all costs.
Fortunately, it was a rainy day and there were not many people on the road. The woman was only in her second level of cultivation. Fortunately, she was quite capable of escaping and was familiar with the surrounding situation, so she chose remote paths to escape.
But despite this, not long after, the woman was stabbed three times in the chest and back, one of which almost severed her entire right arm.
The blood was diluted by the rain, but the wound was more difficult to heal. The woman's face became paler and paler, her steps became slower and slower, and the movement behind her was approaching.
In a restaurant on one side of the long street, two Jianghu men sat opposite each other drinking, watching the chase scene in the rain as if they were watching a play.
"Brother Ye, aren't you going to take action?" one person said with a smile.
The young man opposite looked calm, carrying a sword on his back, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at the rain curtain and saying: "Why do you want to take action? The right and wrong in the Jianghu are never clear. Now that you have stepped into this Jianghu, you have to do it at any time. Prepare to be killed."
The person who spoke earlier said: "Hahaha, what a 'Ten Killing Sword' Ye Chengfeng, Brother Ye is still so unrestrained and unrestrained. It's a pity that the person Brother Ye wants to kill is not in front of me. Since we have been together along the way, I have not felt anything at all.
The sword energy in Brother Ye’s body seems to have improved his swordsmanship again.”
Ye Chengfeng raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. His eyes seemed to pass through the silky rain curtain. When he put the glass down, the wind blew in from the window.
If the wind also has color, then you will be shocked to find that when the wind encounters the sword on Ye Chengfeng's back, it automatically splits into two halves.
Many people in the Jianghu saw the injured woman and the two men in raincoats behind her, but no one came to help. As Ye Chengfeng said, if you have the ability to get involved in the Jianghu, you have to have the ability to bear the consequences. Don’t blame anyone.
The world is too ruthless.
Brush brush brush.
Three figures suddenly jumped out and stopped the two men in raincoats. The woman glanced back and rushed into the alleyway on one side with all her strength.
Not a moment later, the three figures who jumped out were lying on the ground. Before they died, they dragged the legs of the two men in raincoats. After this delay, when the two men in raincoats rushed to the alley, there were no women anywhere.
The figure of a person?
The two cursed for a while, but still chased out without giving up.
Soon after, two yamen men wearing Jinyisi attire threw the three dead bodies on the ground on the stretcher and left carrying the stretcher.
With the heavier rain, the blood on the ground was quickly washed away, as if nothing had happened...
In an extremely ordinary residence, the woman who had fled for her life had just rushed into the courtyard when she was supported by several people and hurriedly brought into the room.
Some people prepared hot water, some took out towels, and some dug out the medical kit.
After a while of busy work, while a group of people were waiting anxiously, the unconscious woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw two lines of tears rolling down her eyes.
"Auntie, are there any other injuries?" A white-haired old man asked hurriedly, while the others also looked anxious and worried.
The woman cried for a long time and then said: "Old Thirteen, Old Fifteen and Old Eighteen are dead. They died to save me... I saw Old Thirteen cut into two pieces, and half of Old Fifteen's body was dead."
Gone……"
What the woman couldn't say was that even so, the three men were still holding on to their opponent's body before they died, just to buy her time to escape.
Tragic, so tragic. Thinking of the scene just now, the woman felt heartbroken, bent over, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
The others were all stunned as if they had been struck by lightning. When they saw the woman vomiting blood and crying, they all came forward in surprise.
The white-haired old man at the front supported the woman and asked with tears in his eyes: "Do you know who the murderer is?"
The woman gritted her teeth and said, "Those two beasts deliberately concealed their identities, but they couldn't deceive my eyes. Their martial arts methods are exactly the same as the Qiankun Wandering Dragon Sword of Jinling Sun Garden."
"Jinling Sun Garden?"
The white-haired old man said with a sad smile: "Last month, it was revealed that Sun Yiping, the heir of Sun Yuan, had assassinated his brother, and later snatched his sister-in-law. This news was obtained at a great cost and sold to Tie
From the Eagle Gang.”
The woman was also laughing miserably: "In order to calm the dispute, Sun Yuan married the daughter of Jinling into the Iron Eagle Gang. I think the two parties must have reached some kind of agreement, and the Iron Eagle Gang betrayed our news.
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There is an organization in the world called wind media, which is actually a business that specializes in collecting intelligence from various places to make a living.
As the saying goes, insects have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. Although some powerful sects have extremely wide connections and powerful connections, they are really not as clear-minded as these wind-borne organizations on certain matters.
This also gives the wind media organizations room to survive. The largest wind media organization in the world is the Cang Qiong Palace, which everyone talks about. In addition to Cang Qiong Palace, some large and small wind media organizations are also active in the martial arts world.
In this line of work, it seems that you don’t have to face beatings and killings, but in fact, the dangers are no less than the former. Whether it is assassination by peers, betrayal by employers, or revenge by the person who exposed the news, anything can bring down a wind media organization.
Fall to dust.
What's more, it's a small wind media organization with less than a hundred people like 'Fengfeng'.
Not to mention that a group of people were mourning in a private room on the second floor of another restaurant less than a hundred meters away from the residence.
Qin Peng stood by the window and asked calmly: "Are you sure that Aunt Situ is reliable?"
Hu Yinyin on the side was dressed in purple clothes, covered with purple gauze, and painted with purple eye shadow. She exuded the peach-like charm of a mature woman. Hearing this, she said: "The helmsman doesn't know something. This Aunt Situ values righteousness over profit, so she gathers around her."
He has a group of loyal and courageous subordinates, and has an excellent reputation among the lower-class Jianghu circles in the Jiangnan area.
The subordinate only had a few encounters with her. Back then, because of her beauty, she was attracted by a big shot that the subordinate could never afford to offend. It was Aunt Situ who tried to mediate in every possible way to block the situation for the subordinate.
One calamity.
The helmsman wants to establish his own intelligence organization. From the perspective of his subordinates, as long as Mrs. Situ is willing to be loyal, he will be able to get twice the result with half the effort." This chapter has been completed!