The night was blurry, and the motorcade with flashing snow-white lights drove out of the city and headed northwest. Gradually, the number of vehicles on the road became sparse, and dense woods appeared on both sides. The shadows in the darkness looked a bit ferocious.
An hour later, the convoy got off the main road, entered the fork on the left and continued moving forward. After another twenty minutes, a huge manor appeared in front of it.
This manor is as rough and wild as a giant from ancient times. The gatehouse is made of logs nearly two feet thick and is up to two feet six feet high. The mottled bark is full of original ecological artistic conception, with two inlaid inlaid on it.
The large bronze characters, "Xiao Tian." give off a majestic aura that makes those who see these characters feel their own insignificance.
The gate is three feet wide and one foot eight high. It is also made of wood. It is broken into two halves of fine rough pine wood and connected with one-inch thick rebar. It is extremely thick and weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. It cannot be pushed open by human power.
There is a mechanical device next to it to open it back and forth.
At the door, eight big men wearing coarse black coats, open trousers, and thousand-layer cloth shoes were patrolling back and forth with gleaming steel knives in their hands.
Not far away, there are four wooden watchtowers with a height of five feet, covered with long thatch. Inside each watchtower are two big men, holding crossbows in their hands, staring down at them.
When the motorcade arrived at the gate, eight big men in black came around with steel knives and shouted: "Stop the car quickly, and the people inside come out quickly..."
All the cars stopped, and Ximen Lang and others got out of the car. Suddenly, more than thirty people appeared, most of them were capable men. The darkness shocked the eight big men, and they all picked up their steel knives.
He asked aggressively: "What are you doing? Why are you here?"
"Speak quickly, otherwise I will kill you..."
Ximen Lang and a group of Kuangyun guards had long been accustomed to such scenes, so naturally they didn't take it seriously.
Although Huangfu Wenren's face remained the same as before, his heart was pounding.
Manager Wu and his followers were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their whole bodies were shaking like chaff.
Ximen Lang smiled faintly and said, "We are here to visit Mr. Qiao Heng from your gang." Then he turned around and said, "Manager Wu, it's none of your business. You can go back."
Manager Wu hurriedly agreed and said, "Okay, young master, let's go back first."
Huangfu Wenren nodded, "Go ahead."
Manager Wu and others got into the car in a panic, quickly turned around, and like a dog chasing a rabbit, the convoy drove away.
The eight men in black stared at Ximenlang's group with some doubts. The big man at the head asked: "Do you have anything to do with him?"
Ximen Lang said: "There is something small, I hope you can report it."
The big man said: "Seeing that you are also a Taoist, tell me your name."
Ximen Lang said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I am Ximen Lang from the Julang Gang."
The big man said: "Then wait a moment, I will go in and report." He turned and left, entered through a small door on the right side of the big wooden door, and disappeared.
Ten minutes later, the big man came out, followed by hundreds of men, all carrying steel knives. They dispersed with a roar and surrounded Ximenlang and his gang.
A group of Kuangyun guards were shocked. They stretched out their hands to hold the three-edged bayonets at their waists and looked at the men with vigilant eyes.
Ximenlang looked at the big man with cold eyes and asked with some dissatisfaction: "What do you mean, do you want to kidnap us?"
The big man said: "Boss Ximen has misunderstood. Our master has invited you to come in. However, according to the rules of our Xiaotian Gang, strangers who enter must disarm and be tied up, and cannot see the light."
Ximen Lang was stunned for a moment and asked: "What does this mean?"
The big man said: "It's very simple. If you want to enter the headquarters of our Xiaotian Gang, you can't carry weapons and you have to wear a blindfold."
Ximen Lang frowned and said, "What kind of rule is this? Is it too much?"
The big man snorted and said: "This is the rule set by our head. It is the way of the Eastern and Northern Heroes of the Mountain Eagle. If you want to enter this door, you have to follow it, otherwise
..." He did not continue, but sneered twice.
Ximen Lang inquired deeply and said, "What else?"
A cold light flashed in the big man's eyes, and he said fiercely: "Otherwise, it will be a violation of the rules, and you will all become ghosts under the sword."
The expressions of a group of Kuangyun guards changed, and they cursed in their hearts, "Guri's bullying is too much, he is really looking for death." Everyone held the handle of the knife tightly with their right hands and looked towards Ximen Lang.
Ximen Lang's heart was also burning with anger, and he cursed secretly: "Damn, you bastards are so arrogant. If I don't want to save people, I can't fall out with you just yet. Otherwise, I will beat you to pieces.
No!" After thinking about it, he felt that the only thing he could do now was to be patient and go to the headquarters to see Qiao Heng first. For the sake of the Huangfu sisters, he had to swallow this bad breath. Who let Huangfu An be the father of two girlfriends!
"Okay, I agree. I will follow your rules." Ximen Lang said helplessly. He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates: "Hand over all the bayonets. No one is allowed to resist no matter what they do."
In the Julang Gang, Ximen Lang's orders are the highest order, and no one is allowed to violate them. A group of Kuangyun guards could only obey unconditionally, pulled out the three-edged bayonets from their waists, and handed them to the Xiaotian Gang members.
The big man smiled proudly and ordered: "Tie them all up."
Some of the many members of the Xiaotian Gang took off the ropes they carried around their waists and tied up Ximen Lang, Huangfu Wenren and a group of Kuangyun guards.
Huangfu Wenren said in panic: "Ximen, are we just going to hand over our lives to them?"
Ximen Lang allowed a member of the Xiaotian Gang to wrap the rope around him, and said with a wry smile: "For your father, this is the only way. I have long expected that this act will be dangerous, so I won't let you follow.
, but you just didn’t listen to my advice..."
For a moment, Huangfu Wenren felt that he was tied up by these ferocious guys, and his life or death was uncertain. He really regretted it. Why did I try to follow him? It's better now. His life was hanging by a thread. If something unexpected happened, the regret medicine
There is nowhere to buy it.
Ximen Lang and others were not yet finished being tied up. Many members of the Xiaotian Gang took out the black hoods they had prepared and put them on their heads. Following the command of the leading man, "Take them away."
A group of people who couldn't see anything were pulled by many members of the Xiaotian Gang and entered the headquarters from the side door, walking forward like headless flies...