Su Ji Tavern is located deep in an alley in Heishan City. It would be difficult for a newbie to find such a remote corner without the guidance of others.
The tavern is not big, and the two-story building is very inconspicuous in the mountain city, but its business is quite good. Even in the afternoon, the lobby on the first floor is still full of customers.
The down-and-out swordsman and samurai, the lone bandit and horse thief, the killer assassin walking in the darkness... all the characters from the three religions and nine manifolds can be seen here. The tavern is also a market, but it only sells information and people.
life.
People who came here with various purposes sat around the simple wine table and talked about something. Most of them looked wary and lowered their voices when they spoke. There was a weird atmosphere that was different from ordinary taverns.
The second floor of the tavern was divided into private rooms to facilitate more powerful guests to discuss transactions privately. The doors of all private rooms were closed tightly, and no one could be seen in the empty corridor.
In a private room at the end of the corridor, Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi were sitting at a round sandalwood table, absentmindedly drinking the newly brewed fruit wine from Suji Tavern. The sweet and refreshing fruit wine had no taste in their mouths.
In the middle of the two people, there was also a middle-aged man with a deer-headed rat-like eyes.
He looked at Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi who were restless with some humor, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the seven brothers of Qi Sha Tian are all veterans, and they will definitely be able to deal with a newcomer from the seventh level of Qi Refining. Just wait for the good news!"
This middle-aged man is Qishatian's external liaison, a broker responsible for wiring and bridge building. As long as they are paid, they are willing to see any dirty and despicable things.
Wu Qi put down the wine glass in his hand a little irritably and complained: "What time has it been? Why is there no news yet? Could it be that the kid ran away?"
As the son of a rich man, Wu Qi was not very willing to take the risk of coming to Heishanfang City to deal with these low-level tasks, but he could not resist the temptation of Qin Xiaoyue's heavy reward, and his deep hatred for Qin Yun.
He was extremely eager to see Qin Yun's severed head with his own eyes, so the waiting process turned into torture.
The two of them waited in the box for almost an hour, and it felt like a whole day had passed.
Qin Wenbing was much calmer and said with a smile: "Second brother, don't be anxious. You have to give them some time. We spend so much money to hire people. No matter whether it succeeds or not, they have to give us an explanation!"
When it comes to hatred for Qin Yun, Qin Wenbing has a greater hatred than Wu Qi, so he is willing to run errands for Qin Xiaoyue and want to get along with the Tiancheng Sword Sect. The latter is his only supporter.
The middle-aged man secretly despised it, but a smile appeared on his face: "Exactly, exactly!"
Before Qishatian returns, he must remain respectful enough to the two guests. After all, there are four serious-looking swordsmen standing behind them. If they fall out, he will definitely be the one to suffer.
Snap! Snap!
There was a gentle knock on the door of the box. The middle-aged man immediately stood up and said with a smile: "I think there should be good news!"
He had told the waiters in the tavern in advance not to disturb them unless there was anything particularly important, so the visitor must be someone from the Seven Evil Heavens.
Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi looked at each other and saw expressions of relief on each other's faces.
It's finally over!
Bang!
But what no one expected was that the door of the box suddenly burst open!
The middle-aged man who was just about to open the door was caught off guard. He was hit by a powerful piece of wood that came towards him. He screamed and flew out, knocking over the wine table behind him.
Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi were shocked and panicked. They stood up in a hurry and turned back in confusion. However, their accompanying swordsmen reacted quickly and drew out their long swords and stepped forward to protect the two of them.
A man wearing leather armor appeared at the door. A black scarf covered most of his face, only revealing a pair of murderous eyes.
"You are..." Qin Wenbing was shocked and angry. He felt that the clothes and attire of the visitor looked familiar: "Qi Sha Tian!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party raise his hand and wave it forward violently.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, seven or eight huge fireballs blasted into the box.
Su Ji's Tavern is not big, and the private rooms separated by several rooms on the second floor are even smaller. When so many balls of hot fire blasted in, it suddenly turned into an extremely terrifying flaming hell!
What was even more frightening was the power contained in the fire ball. A swordsman was caught off guard and was directly bombarded on his body. He was immediately turned into charcoal and his limbs were blown away. He didn't even have time to grunt and died.
"ah!"
The screams were filled with incomparable despair. The fireballs bombarded the people, exploding on the walls and tables and chairs, and fire liquid enough to melt gold and iron flew everywhere, covering every corner of the room, making people avoid it.
There is no way around it!
Most of the four swordsmen fell down, two of them were killed on the spot, one was seriously injured and the other was burned.
Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi were protected by the sacrificial swordsmen, so they were only injured by the flying fire points. Their own strength was not bad, but they did not suffer serious injuries.
But this was only the beginning of a horrific killing spree.
After releasing the ball of fire, the masked man rushed into the private room like a ghost, swung his sword horizontally and brought forth a fierce sword energy, instantly cutting the swordsman in front of him into two pieces.
His footsteps suddenly stopped, and the long sword suddenly jumped up. The sword light jumped and pierced another seriously injured swordsman next to him. The speed was simply unbelievable.
In just a breath, Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi lost four of their followers and faced the intruder head-on.
It was just the fierce and ruthless killing methods of the masked man and the tragic scene of the swordsman lying on the ground, which had already made these two playboys who were usually pampered and pampered have their livers broken and completely lost the courage to resist and resist.
Wu Qi even collapsed to the ground and howled like a killing pig: "You can't kill me, I am..."
The masked man did not expect Wu Qi to be such a useless good-for-nothing. He was obviously at the sixth level of Qi Refining and was a disciple of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, but he was not as good as an ordinary martial artist.
There was a flash of ridicule in his eyes, and the sword in his hand swung down diagonally without any hesitation!
The red gold sword energy crossed Wu Qi's neck in an instant, quickly, accurately, and fiercely!
"Well..."
Wu Qi covered his throat, and blood seeped out from between his fingers, dripping onto the floor where there was still residual fire.
His face was completely distorted, his eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and regret, his body trembled and finally collapsed to the ground, stopping breathing forever.
Watching Wu Qi die beside him, Qin Wenbing finally woke up from a dream.
He realized that the murderer would never let him go, so all his fears turned into desperate courage. He pulled out his long sword and stabbed the masked man suddenly!
Qin Wenbing's realm strength is not weak. In desperation, he used all his strength to strike the sword, and the tip of the sword revealed several feet of sword energy. The power of the sword was quite impressive.
But the masked man swayed, easily dodged his counterattack, and stabbed his throat with a sword.
The two sides were fighting hand to hand in the private room. Qin Wenbing had a wall behind him and had no room to retreat.
Seeing his opponent's sword energy coming at him, fear once again took over his body and mind. He hurriedly returned his sword to parry randomly, while screaming: "Help!"
At this time, the entire Suji Tavern was alarmed by the fierce fight on the second floor, but none of the guests on the first floor rushed up to watch the excitement.
Some of them left the tavern immediately, some continued to chat and laugh as if nothing had happened, and some looked at the floor in shock, cursing dirty words.
Don't worry about the matter. The people present are all experienced veterans. They will never take the risk of getting involved in a dispute that has nothing to do with them. Only by protecting yourself wisely can you live longer.
The waiters in the tavern were even more calm. It was common for fights to break out in the tavern and even death. There would always be someone to clean up the mess anyway. It was enough for them to just stick to their duties.
This is not Xuanwu City or an ordinary city in Kyushu. There is no city guard patrol. Everything depends on strength and strength.
Therefore, Qin Wenbing's cry for help had no effect at all, and no one immediately rushed in to intervene.
The masked man's long sword was faster than the other sword. It shook Qin Wenbing's sword away like lightning and cut off his entire arm!
"ah!"
When blood spurted out from the wound on his shoulder, all his courage was gone, and he howled: "Please let me go, I can give you anything you want, I have a lot..."
But Qin Wenbing's pleading was rewarded with a fatal sword piercing his heart!
"You...why..."
He didn't die immediately, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he tried his best to express the doubts in his heart.
I just don’t want to die in an unknown way.
The masked man Jie Jie laughed strangely and said: "No one can deceive us Qishatian, you actually let us kill the disciples of Tiancheng Sword Sect. I have killed three brothers, and you all have to be buried with me!"
Seven Evil Heavens!
Qin Wenbing's whole body was cold, and he was in despair. He only hated himself for why he had followed Qin Xiaoyue's instructions so obsessively that he lost his life.
The masked man picked up the box that fell on the ground, which contained a hundred pieces of fire jade.
Before leaving, he pulled off his face towel and smiled at Qin Wenbing.
Seeing the other party's true face clearly, the dying Qin Wenbing suddenly opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief, and there was a "ho ho" sound in his throat, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.
With shock, regret and extreme despair, this direct descendant of the Qin family stopped breathing.
Thumb thump thump!
There were rapid footsteps outside, and someone finally came over.
But the masked man waved his hands and blasted out several fireballs, completely turning the box into a sea of fire, but he disappeared silently through the open window. (To be continued...)
