If nothing else, she should be the wife of the two killers. This D-level mission is quite clear. But the 'enemy in the shadow' made Zhu Biao dumbfounded. When did he have another unknown enemy?
?Even poisonous snakes...
Don’t answer, definitely don’t answer!
This is the first low-level mission that Zhu Biao has given up on since his time travel. But it will definitely not be the last!
At a dock thousands of miles away, Cao Bingkun, who had been ordered to come, slowly stepped off the ship with the flow of passengers. Looking at the majestic city wall not far away, this is the place where he will fight in the future. "Zhu Biao, one day I will take revenge.
Yeah, I won’t make it easy for you..."
Two flowers bloom, and one blooms.
Jiangjin County, chief helmsman of the Qingjiang Gang.
In the middle of two rows of tall and straight pine trees, there is a majestic and slightly gloomy place. This is a residence made entirely of bluestone. It is not broad and deep, but the door is solemn. The black brick pavement follows the two sides.
The shade of pine trees stretches straight to the front of the five bluestone steps. The double doors of willow rivets and copper-clad doors are still wide open even in the middle of the night. On the screen wall, there is a faint picture of blue sky, white sun, river and water embossed on it, while a horizontal plaque on the door frame has red letters on a black background.
Four big seal characters: "Justice and strictness."
Yes, this is the location of the Qingjiang Gang's torture hall. It is not only a key place to control the discipline and rules of this huge Jianghu organization, but also the place where Fan Shixiu's men have the strongest combat power.
It was already midnight, the moonlight was heavy, the night was dense, the light was extremely dark, and the black paint seemed to be thick and could not be melted.
The only visible light source came from the two wind lanterns hanging on the corners of the execution hall door. The dim yellow glow could only vaguely reflect the four characters "Justice and Strictness" on the door plaque. The two dim yellow glows were still reflected in the cold night wind.
The dew swayed like a scratch, flickering in and out, and the scene was dim.
It's late spring, and the temperature in the North is not too low anymore. However, reflecting the location of the execution hall, there is always a biting chill in the night wind...
More than twenty figures flashed out from between the two rows of pine tree trunks on the left and right like ghosts. The pine branches were moaning and swaying, and their movements seemed to disappear and appear in time with the swaying of the branches. These more than twenty figures were seen at a glance.
There was something wrong with the visitors. They all looked fierce and domineering, with a calm demeanor. Although they were all dressed in Qingjiang Gang clothes, people on both sides could always tell the difference at a glance if they looked at everything else.
Among these people, there is one who is obviously the leader. He has a tall build, rough features, and short, thorny beards on both sides of his forehead, but he is also dressed in green. Different from the rest of the people, his expression is quite revealing.
Solemnly, it seems that the action they are about to take will be a huge burden for him...
After closing the door of the execution hall, more than twenty people immediately dispersed into the dark corners like civet cats. Only the leader, together with two other sinister figures, walked straight to the main room at the other end of the courtyard.
The light in the window of the main room was bright, and it was obvious that someone was there. The two people who came with the party quickly evaded to both sides.
Without waiting for the party leading the way to the door and knocking on the door, a cold and stern shout came from inside the house:
"who is it?"
Naturally, his footsteps startled everyone in the room.
The leader coughed and said with a dry laugh: "It's me, Yu Bo. Which brother is in charge here?"
After a sound of footsteps, the door immediately opened, and the person standing in the middle was a slender middle-aged man wearing a dark black outfit with a red chain embroidered on his chest. This was a member of the Qingjiang Gang's execution hall.
He is dressed in a traditional style, and this person is one of the five deacons in charge of the execution hall - the second of the three stalls under Sun Xiu, the deacon of the inner hall, Soul Searching Ma Liangzhu.
A hint of confusion appeared on his cold and solemn face. Ma Liangzhu frowned and looked at Yu Bo, and said in surprise: "So it's Brother Yu. What's the important thing for you to come to the execution hall at this hour?"
Yu Bo was one of the followers of Fan Shixiu, the boss of Qingjiang Gang. Although his status was not high, like the eunuchs around the emperor, no one dared to deliberately offend him.
"It turns out that Brother Ma is on duty. Yu Bo has been ordered by the chief helmsman to meet with Hall Master Shi immediately. If he has a confidential report, I asked Brother Ma to inform him. This matter must not be delayed..."
Ma Liangzhu's face straightened, and he said solemnly: "Sit quietly inside my brother, I will report to the hall master."
"Okay, Brother Ma, hurry up and report..." Yu Bo made a gesture and entered the room.
While the word 'bao' was still swirling on the tip of his tongue, Ma Liangzhu had completely turned his head and was about to walk in quickly.
A small hand crossbow suddenly appeared in Yu Bo's hand. 'Bang...' The moment the steel string vibrated, the sharp crossbow arrow passed between Ma Liangzhu's neck, bringing with it a stream of bright red blood.
Two sinister-looking men who followed Yu Bo approached immediately rushed into the house.
The two execution hall subordinates were stunned by the sudden change in front of them. Before they could recover, two black loops of rope were strangled around their necks like lightning. They couldn't even let out a muffled howl.
, a short knife and a curved blade, killing two people at the same time!
When he moved his hand outward, Yu Bo stepped aside and said in a low voice to the other two people: "Going further in from here is the interior of the torture hall, and all the people No. 100 are inside!"
Each of the five deacons has three stalls under his subordinates. Each stall has a subordinate under him. Each deacon also has a personal guard. Together with the fifty people under the hall master Shi Wenlong, the entire execution hall has a combat strength of 250 people.
, the tyrannical side.
Together with the Twelve Stalls, Deacon Wufang and Shi Wenlong himself, the Xingtang requires experts and experts and manpower. They have always been Fan Shixiu's strongest assistant in controlling the Qingjiang Gang.
Because the Qingjiang Gang is not going well these days, and the boats on the Mingluo River are often robbed, killed, and robbed, so most of the Xingtang's forces have been mobilized. The only ones left behind are Shi Wenlong, the inner hall deacon Sun Xiu, and others.
A group of injured people returned home to recuperate.
More than 20 people quickly gathered inside the room. The first two made a move and each led a team of whirlwinds into the execution hall. Only Yu Bo was left, waiting in the room with his head down.
Looking at Ma Liangzhu who turned his head before he died, his wide eyes were full of anger and disbelief, and he refused to close his eyes.
"Brother Ma, don't blame me, I had no choice..."
In the night breeze, miserable howls and painful screams could be heard continuously from the gloomy execution hall, adding a spooky atmosphere to the already gloomy environment.
"My lord, look--"
At the head of the city of Jiangjin County, the prefect was surrounded by a group of soldiers in the center. The commander of the county military pointed his hand at the Qingjiang Gang's chief rudder on the riverside outside the city. In the night, the originally quiet Qingjiang Gang station was already ablaze with flames, and it was miserable.
The shouts carried by the night wind to the top of the city.
"Sir, the survival of the Qingjiang Gang is related to the supply of food and military supplies in Yanzhou. We cannot..."
"Well!" The prefect raised his hand to stop the captain's words, "I know the priorities clearly, and Captain Zhu's words make sense. Please quickly order a thousand soldiers to go to the rescue..."
Although the prefect has always regarded the Qingjiang Gang, which has a large number of people and is close to the city of Jiangjin County, as a serious problem, the commander-in-chief of the army is right. The survival of the Qingjiang Gang is related to the supply of grain and grass and military supplies in Yanzhou in the north, so there must be no mistakes.
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"Prime Minister, huh, you really got into the eyes of money..."
The prefect was angry, and looked at the commanding officer who hurried downstairs, feeling dissatisfied again in his heart. "I really think I don't know about your affair with that Fan Shixiu..."
