"The corpses have been properly disposed of. The corpse-transforming water purchased for ten taels of silver guarantees that no one will be able to find them. Your neighbors in the west of the city have also been sent out of the city overnight, so there should be nothing missing!"
At this time, Zhuang Wudao was walking on the street in the north of the city. Next to him was the big man in the black tower.
This big man was named Qin Gouzi when he was a child, and changed his name to Qin Feng when he became an adult. He is the real core leader and think tank of their small gang.
It is strange to say that Zhuang Wudao has a beautiful appearance and resembled a girl when he was young. However, he is the best fighter among the group of people and the number one general in charge.
Qin Feng's appearance clearly looks like a big-headed and brainless man, but he has a clever and exquisite heart. He kneads ten brothers together, acts cunningly and cunningly, and is regarded as a fox by others. Even with all his knowledge,
It also favors compactness.
The image of the two is completely opposite.
At this time, Qin Feng was talking while looking at Zhuang Wudao with strange eyes. It seemed that there was a flower growing on Zhuang Wudao.
"Ten days is probably impossible, but it can be suppressed for at least three days. In fact, in my opinion, wouldn't it be easier to simply kill all these mining slaves?"
Zhuang Wudao ignored it and looked around. Although the east side of Yuecheng City was where rich and powerful people lived, the real essence of the city was in the north.
Thousands of small miners and businessmen live here, and the largest market in Yuecheng is also located here. There are many brothels and groups of wineries.
Not only the children and servants of the rich families in the east of the city like to come to the north of the city. Even the young mining slaves like to come here to broaden their horizons when they have money.
Although the Yuhuan Street occupied by Qingyi Hall is the most remote one, its daily income is nearly a thousand taels of silver.
The restaurant and gambling house and two alleys opened by Zhuang Wudao and his friends are also on this street. The reason for the conflict between the two parties was that Qing Yi Tang wanted to increase their share of the money. After they could not reach an agreement, they fought with each other.
It was also because Qin Feng had managed the gang so well recently and had recently brought in several powerful people that he summoned Tsing Yi Hall's vigilance and suppression.
While walking on Yuhuan Street, I saw that most of the members of the Tsing Yi Tang gang who used to walk with horizontal strokes were gone.
The only few who were there were also anxious and uneasy. The eyes they occasionally looked at the two of them were filled with fear and a bit of suspicion.
A few days ago, he was hiding like a bereaved dog, but now he was walking on the street with a swagger, which really aroused suspicion.
"How can you do such an immoral thing? Besides, even if you silence me, I'm afraid you won't be able to hide it for long."
People who hang out at the bottom may be unaware of the current situation, but they are also the most sensitive.
As long as Shi Hu and Liu He don't show up for three to five days, these people will know that something is wrong, and the result will be that the tree falls and the hozens scatter.
"That's what Wu Dao said!"
Qin Feng smiled and then became solemn: "There is also Wu Xiaosi, the body has been restrained. It can be buried in a few days with the best coffin."
Zhuang Wudao frowned. When he thought about his former brother dying under his own fist, he felt depressed in his chest.
But after a day, I don’t feel much regret anymore.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, even if it were him at that time, if he were in a situation of life and death, he would still kill Wu Xiaosi without any mercy.
Yesterday I blamed the sword spirit named Yun'er, which was actually a shirking of responsibility and a bit hypocritical. It's just that the friendship of more than ten years made him a little uncomfortable and couldn't let go.
"Can you try your best to contact his wife and children? Just follow the rules of brothers and give him a hundred taels of silver as a pension."
"One hundred taels? Pension?"
When Qin Feng heard this, he said coldly: "Our brothers have worked hard to earn the money. We can't even get enough for ourselves, so why should we give it to him? A man who sells his friends for glory. If I didn't chop him alive in front of my brothers, even if he has a good life."
!His wife and children, do I care whether they live or die?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhuang Wudao, his eyes like daggers, without giving in. In the end, Zhuang Wudao had no choice but to look away first. Qin Feng then sighed: "That's all, I know you too.
In the future, I will secretly use my own money to subsidize it. Who doesn’t know that you, Zhuang Wudao, are ruthless, but you always love your brothers? You can’t see orphans and widowed mothers. I will arrange a job for her, so that she can have enough food and clothing in the future.
Yes. Are you satisfied?"
Zhuang Wudao chuckled. It was precisely because Qin Feng was loyal, fair, and attentive and flexible that no one else had. He recognized this guy as the leader of many brothers.
"That's great! Thank you very much!"
"Brother, what are you saying to be grateful? But what I am most surprised about now is when did your boxing skills reach such a state? I have seen Shi Hu's corpse. All the bones in his body were shattered inch by inch. He was not Shi Bao! You guy,
It’s obvious that I haven’t reached the Qi Refining Realm yet, and it’s impossible to do it with those gloves. Could it be that the Twelve Styles of Dragon Subduing Strike have already reached the Dragon Roar Realm? But it’s also impossible, that’s the authentic Golden Armor Xuangang Body!”
"It's not the roar of dragons, but the roar of dragons and tigers——"
Qin Feng's face suddenly became dull. The dragon roared and the tiger roared? So Zhuang Wudao has merged the dragon and the tiger into one, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger in the first level of heaven. Can he compete with the monks in the Qi training realm?
Zhuang Wudao smiled "hehe". These guys actually had questions on their faces last night. If they could bear to ask again at this time, they were already very calm.
"If I said that I have been hiding my strength, would you believe it?"
"I don't believe it! If you had hidden your strength, you wouldn't have been so injured in that battle a month ago that you almost destroyed your descendants."
Zhuang Wudao's face was red, and he was a little angry. However, that battle was indeed dangerous, and a large knife cut open an inch-long bloody gash in his lower abdomen. But it had nothing to do with his descendants.
With a slight snort to show his dissatisfaction, Zhuang Wudao continued to talk nonsense: "I recently got a sword. Once the sword becomes one and the sword spirit helps, no one in the ordinary Qi training realm can match me."
"Is this the one?"
Qin Feng's eyes fell behind Zhuang Wudao. He knew that it was a rotten sword with a new scabbard, but the half-broken hilt still looked a little ugly.
With a sneer, Qin Feng looked at Zhuang Wudao with the look of an idiot.
"Wudao, I think you've seen too much of those weird and strange gods? What else is there about Sword Spirit? Stop fooling people!"
Zhuang Wudao had no choice but to know that Qin Feng would not believe it, so he had to change his words: "I was practicing martial arts outside the city these days, and suddenly I had an epiphany. Yesterday, I was exhausted from the battle. At the moment of life and death, I somehow suddenly touched it.
It's a bit like the roar of dragons and roars of tigers. If you want me to use it again today, I won't be able to use it."
"Explosion of potential? Enlightenment? It's not surprising. This guy Shi Hu is really destined to be like this. This luck is too bad-"
Qin Feng laughed and looked convinced. Then he suddenly stopped and stood still.
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of a huge mansion. The outer wall alone occupied a full third of Yuhuan Street. On the door, the four words "Lichen Academy" were hung.
Word plaque.
Legend has it that it was written by a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm. The words are like iron paintings and silver hooks, and they are majestic.
This is one of the eight hundred schools under the jurisdiction of the Lichen Sect. Even though it is ranked at the bottom, it still looks good. As for what it is like inside, everyone in Yue City knows it.
Qin Feng was not a disciple of Lichen Academy, so he could only stop here. However, he casually threw two valuable kits, one large and one small, over.
As soon as Zhuang Wudao took it, he knew that there were some pill bottles and banknotes inside, which were all light things.
"Yesterday, I and a few brothers copied it from the lair of Shi Hu and the others. The land deeds and house deeds have also been found. However, these four people should each have their own treasures, and they probably won't be able to find them again.
arrive."
Qin Feng said, his expression gradually becoming serious again: "I will try my best to recruit troops and gather more brothers over the next few days. I will leave this other matter to you. Now you have all our property in your hands."
Zhuang Wudao nodded slightly. There were two small and large kits. One was for him, and the other should be for another person.
However, he had no intention of rejecting him, waved his hand casually, and walked into the gate of the academy.
Behind him, Qin Feng suddenly spoke up again: "It's time for us brothers to establish a brand name. How about we call it Jian Yi Tang? Apart from you and me, most of the dozen of us use swords——"
Zhuang Wudao didn't bother to answer and walked directly into the door. He didn't have this intention, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the name of the gang. As long as it wasn't called Amao Tang or Agou Tang.
Lichen Academy occupies a very large area. When the city was built a hundred years ago, the first owner of the academy occupied a total of 600 acres of land in the center of the city based on the name of the Lichen Sect. There were seven courtyards and two 100-acre courtyards.
The scale of the martial arts arena is very grand, eclipsing all the schools in the city.
However, today, due to lack of money for rest and renovation, most of the courtyards are dilapidated and only maintain their superficial splendor.
When Zhuang Wudao entered, he saw two people standing on horseback at the courtyard gate with their hands raised.
When they saw him coming, their eyes lit up and they winked at him.
One wears a square scarf and has a scholarly temperament. The other is short in stature and as skinny as a monkey.
These two people are among the dozen brothers waiting for him in the courtyard this morning. One is named Lin Han, who likes to read. He is good at swordsmanship. Although Wen Jing is not beautiful, he uses a wind-splitting sword with great momentum.
Kuang Lie. One man is named Ma Yuan. His body skills are second to none among them. He is also good at concealed weapons, only inferior to Qin Feng.
If you hit someone with a throwing knife from fifty steps away, you will always hit the target.
These seventeen brothers each studied martial arts in different academies. Only Lin Han and Ma Yuan were disciples of the Lichen Academy like him, so they were considered brothers in the same discipline.
Just now he was hungry and wanted to eat, buy a scabbard, and discuss matters with Qin Feng, which delayed him for a while.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the academy, he saw his two brothers being punished to stand on horseback in front of the academy door.
Looking around, he immediately noticed several ulterior glances coming from behind the doors and windows.
With a cold smile in his heart, Zhuang Wudao walked directly to Lin Han and Ma Yuan.
"What are you doing here? Don't you know the big fucking is about to begin? Why don't you get up and follow me in?"