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Chapter 201 Looking for the Zhao family in the suburbs of Nancheng

 Yang Fan watched Jiang Xiong leave coldly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Sun Rong hesitated for a moment and asked hesitantly: "Xiao Fanzi, did that person just want to give you a gift?"

"It's said to be a gift, but in fact it's just a test."

Yang Fan chuckled.

"Test?"

Sun Rong had a look of surprise on his face.

"Xiao Rongzi, please remember that when you are polite, you must ask for something."

Yang Fan looked at Sun Rong and said slowly: "However, some people send you money on the surface, but what they want in their hearts is your life."

Just like Jiang Xiong just now, he seemed to be giving a gift, but he didn't intend to use everyone's will to make Yang Fan compromise.

If he accepted money, he would undoubtedly have a lot more constraints.

At that time, could his knife still be so sharp?

"..."

Sun Rong tilted his head and thought for a while, it seemed that he had just received a thousand taels of silver from Yang Fan.

Of course, he believed that Yang Fan would not harm him.

At this time, Jiang Xiong's figure had disappeared.

Yang Fan said coldly: "Be careful, I allow them to have it, but don't touch it on my head, otherwise, I will let them have no head."

After that, he turned around and left.

And the other side.

Jiang Xiong's face was also a little gloomy, and he threw the envelope on the table: "It seems that our new chief officer is not an easy one to fool. If you want to take the goods away from now on, you will be in trouble."

And sitting opposite him was Xing Zhuo!

The two people usually give people the impression that they have a bad relationship, but no one would have thought that the two of them would secretly collude together at some point.

Xing Zhuo took the envelope, the seal of the envelope was broken open, and a wad of large banknotes and a land deed fell out!

I'm afraid it's worth no less than tens of thousands of taels of silver!

What a big deal!

A cold look appeared on Xing Zhuo's face and he said: "Since he is so disrespectful, we can only temporarily stop the business for a while."

"
How can that be done!"

Jiang Xiong suddenly became anxious.

You know, the profit that one shipment can bring him is too huge.

With these profits, he can purchase elixirs, continuously improve, and win over his cronies to enhance his status.

Ask him to stop now, he can't do it.

Xing Zhuo glanced at him lightly: "Then what do you think we should do?"

A hint of cruelty flashed across Jiang Xiong's face, and he made a downward motion with one hand: "Anyway, he is a new kid. Although he is strong, when it comes to executing tasks, you cannot rely on strength alone. As long as he is a new kid.

We will secretly set a trap for him when the time comes, and we will ensure that he dies cleanly!"

Xing Zhuo asked directly: "What's the explanation from Deacon Tao?"

Jiang Xiong sneered and said: "The newcomer has a high loss rate, what can he say? I already asked when I came back, this Yang Fan just joined his disciple halfway, basically at the Evergreen Palace, as long as you and I arrange it

That’s right, even Deacon Tao can’t say anything.”

"Oh well."

Xing Zhuo finally agreed and started planning secretly with Jiang Xiong.

East Factory Archives Room.

Yang Fan used his position as a stall owner in Dongchang to retrieve Xiao Lianzi's archives and learned his origin and background.

His real name is Zhao Lianchang. He was originally from Hebei Province. He fled to Shendu and later entered the palace for unknown reasons.

Moreover, there is indeed an old mother living on the outskirts of Nancheng in the divine capital.

Since Yang Fan was determined to accept Xiao Lianzi as a confidant, he naturally planned to investigate in person to verify the authenticity of Xiao Lianzi's background and the situation of his mother.

Thinking of this, he went to meet Tao Ying.

"You want to leave the palace?"

Tao Ying was drinking tea, and when she heard Yang Fan's words, she paused slightly.

Yang Fan spread his hands and complained: "Reporting to Eunuch Tao, I plan to go to Nancheng to inspect

A person’s background. After all, I just became a stall holder and I don’t even have any close confidants. It’s not easy for me to meet someone who takes the initiative, so I naturally have to take a closer look.”

"Go ahead, go ahead. You must be back tonight at the latest, and don't miss your evening mission. As a stall keeper, this is your first time leading a night patrol. If something goes wrong, don't blame our family.

polite."

Tao Ying agreed to his request, but did not forget to take the opportunity to hammer out a few words.

Yang Fan was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you Eunuch Tao for making it possible. I will definitely come back in time."

After saying that, he quickly retreated out.

Seeing this, Sun Rong wanted to follow, but he was stopped by Tao Ying: "Xiao Rongzi, come here and tell us what happened when you and Xiao Fanzi went to take over the tenth team."

"yes."

Sun Rong could only come back angrily and began to tell the story.

Hearing Yang Fan's performance, Tao Ying didn't say anything, but simply said: "It seems that he is a bit smart and knows that not all money can be accepted."

As a eunuch, you can be greedy for money, but you cannot be greedy for all money.

After all, some money is not so easy to get.

And here.

Yang Fan got Tao Ying's permission, took his sign, chose a tall horse, and left the palace.

He went all the way south.

When people are on horseback, they can easily notice that the prosperity around them is fading at an eye-catching speed.

By the time he arrived at the outskirts of Nancheng, the neighborhood was obviously dilapidated and depressed.

However, the overall building is still neat and orderly, but the prosperity is obviously much worse than that of the inner city and the outer city.

According to the contents of Xiao Lianzi's archive, he soon arrived at a town on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as he entered the town, he noticed something was wrong.

The streets in the town were deserted. Even though it was broad daylight, there was no one on the street. Even the storefronts on both sides of the street were in ruins.

"Something strange."

<
br> An ominous premonition came over my heart.

Yang Fan continued to ride forward, but his hand quietly pressed on his long knife, and his face became cold and solemn.

Suddenly, a dozen young adults came running not far away.

They held sticks in their hands and looked nervous. Some of them shouted loudly from a distance: "Sir, outsiders are not welcome in this town. Please leave quickly!"

"I'm looking for someone, and when I find someone, I'll leave."

Yang Fan raised his voice and said, reining in the reins and looking down at the people approaching.

The tall horse and the broad and slender sword fell into their eyes, which obviously made them a little nervous, and their hands holding the stick became a little tight.

The leader was a middle-aged man.

He pondered and asked: "May I ask who this young master is looking for?"

"The Zhao family has a son named Zhao Lianchang."

Yang Fan said directly, but while speaking, he was observing the middle-aged man's expression.

The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then he looked at the people around him and asked in a low voice: "Do any of you know this Zhao family?"

He asked around, but no one answered.

At this time, a young man suddenly remembered something and said, "I know, but Mrs. Zhao does not live in the town. She lives in a hut by the river outside the town."

"I hope you won't lie to me."

Yang Fan's eyes swept across the face of the person who spoke, and then he patted his horse and left the town.

Seeing him leave, the group let out a long sigh of relief. After all, Yang Fan, who was riding a horse and wielding a knife, was still too powerful to intimidate everyone.

"Then where is Zhao really?"

The middle-aged man asked with a frown.

The person who just spoke replied: "Yes, yes, but, Mrs. Zhao... it's nothing."

He hesitated, shook his head, and did not say any more. He just sighed inwardly, forget it, he was a foreigner anyway, so he would not talk nonsense.

Otherwise, she wouldn't survive.


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