Seeing this scene, Feng Ziqing felt helpless. He stood up, shook his head, untied the horse, and got on the horse.
"Little sister, don't let others know what happened today, not even your second grandfather. If the news is revealed, you won't be able to avenge your murder. The day I go to eat wontons again, it means I can go out of the city to take action.
You should keep an eye on yourself and be prepared at any time." After saying that, he rode on Fugui and slowly returned to the city.
Liu Fu stood there in a daze. It seemed that she had really thought too much. She slapped her head and thought to herself, how stupid she is.
Thinking that she could finally avenge her master, she felt happy, put the basket on her back, and jumped forward.
After a few steps, I suddenly realized that I was wearing men's clothing and shouldn't be like this, so I hurriedly adjusted and hurried back to the city.
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An unknown hilltop, in the main hall of the village.
Xiong Meng, who had just finished drinking the medicine, was lying on a bear-skin chair. Standing next to him was Scar Liu, who had several bruises on his face. It was obvious that he had suffered something just now.
Xiong Meng closed his eyes and held his stomach, and said, "Tell me, what do you have to explain?"
Dao Scar Liu said with a smile: "Brother, please take a look." After saying this, he took out a large handful of silver notes from his arms, crotch, and shoes, including a thousand and two hundred taels, and a ten thousand tael silver note in front of him.
Xiong Meng opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly and said, "Oh, my second brother, where did you get so many banknotes? When did Yang and the others become so generous?"
"Brother, this is what the Feng Daxia gave me before leaving the city today. It's a considerable amount and full of sincerity. He really wants to do business with us. Take a look." After that, he handed it to Xiong.
The latter took it in Meng's hand, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and all the anger he had just suffered was forgotten.
He put all the banknotes into his arms and sighed: "Second brother, you should have told me earlier. I was so impulsive for my brother just now. Look, is there still a chance to make amends?"
"Don't worry, brother, the matter of that hero Bu is quite urgent, otherwise he wouldn't have come to us, right? As long as the brother puts down his posture a little, apologizes, and makes an appointment to have a good talk, the matter will not be difficult.
After everything is done, he promised to give me a big thank you. Brother, you can’t make trouble with money, right?”
Xiong Meng was quite moved. He touched his belly and thanked him deeply. It must be much more than this, plus what Scar Liu handed over to him, well, not bad.
He licked his lips and asked, "I won't even tell you what the deal is, so I have to reveal it anyway."
Scar Liu agreed with a smile: "What the elder brother said is true. He only mentioned a few words to me, saying that he wanted to meet Li Bao, the third leader of the Weihu Gang. He didn't want to say much else, but someone else was the buyer.
, he doesn’t want to say more, and it’s not easy for us to ask, just give him the money, we’re not afraid.”
Xiong Meng nodded, that's the reason. It's enough to have food for the knife, so he decided to meet again, and said to Scar Liu: "Well, in this case, in two days, when I get injured
When I'm almost recovered, I'll choose a place to meet again. I'll leave this matter to you, don't mess it up."
After saying that, he took out two hundred taels of silver notes from his arms and threw them to Scar Liu. The latter quickly reached out to catch them and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reward, brother. I will definitely get things done. Don't worry, brother."
Scar Liu respectfully exited the main hall.
Outside the door, Dao Scar Liu looked indifferent and sneered in his heart, "I only have 200 taels for a job like this. Idiot, you are not far from death."
Two days later.
On a hilltop thirty miles east of the city, there is an abandoned temple. In front of the temple, Xiong Meng, carrying a pair of axes on his waist, is waiting impatiently, while Scar Liu is trying to persuade him.
After half a stick of incense, Feng Ziqing walked up slowly. Seeing that the two men were already waiting, he said with a smile: "Sure enough, the second master came earlier. Oh, the first master is here too."
He looked around and determined the approximate hiding place of Liu Fu, then faced there and continued: "Why is it that the boss today is not like the tea stall last time, where he ambush some people in the mountains and forests to give himself some food?"
You are confident."
Xiong Meng laughed twice and said: "Haha, last time I was impulsive and apologized to the hero Bu here. I already know the hero's sincerity, so naturally I have to be sincere in return."
"That's right, but having said that, your men are pretty good. If you don't tell them to come out, they won't come out. They follow orders and prohibitions, just like everyone else in the military camp."
Xiong Meng's expression tightened, and then he said with a smile: "Thank you, hero. How can my subordinates compare with the military camp? Hahaha, I wonder what the deal is that hero wants to do?"
Feng Zi chuckled and waved, gesturing for Xiong Meng to come closer. When he came closer, he put a hand on his shoulder and said: "First Master, I heard from Second Master that you have an old relationship with the Weihu Gang, and you don't know what to do with them."
How is our relationship with the third master, Li Bao? That’s right, I passed by him a few years ago.”
As he spoke, he made movements behind Xiong Meng. His index finger and thumb were connected to form a circle, and the other three fingers were raised. This was the decision he made with Liu Fu when eating wontons today.
Although he was dissatisfied with the man in front of him, Xiong Meng still endured it and listened to him. Suddenly, a dark wind quickly hit him from behind, and he realized that someone was attacking!
He hurriedly activated the martial arts in his body, reached for the two axes at his waist, and prepared to turn around to face the enemy. Unexpectedly, a strong force held him down. He was shocked in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Feng Ziqing. There was a smiling face in his eyes.
Full of fun.
He was so angry that he was setting up a trap to kill me!
He roared angrily, picked up the two axes, and bumped his elbows against Feng Ziqing. The latter stepped back and easily dodged.
He roared and wanted to turn around to face the enemy. He let out a "Puch" sound and felt a pain in his waist. A dagger pierced his lower back.
Liu Fu took advantage of the situation, held the dagger tightly with both hands, and made a forceful cut from left to right. The dagger passed through Xiong Meng's waist, and immediately cut the wound three inches open, dripping with blood.
After she succeeded, she didn't want to fight and quickly retreated, waiting for Xiong Meng's next move.
At this time, she was completely different from usual. There was anger in her eyes, but her eyes were cold.
Feng Ziqing secretly praised him for his ruthless attacks. Although he was full of anger, he remained calm when facing the enemy. His qualifications were indeed good.
Scar Liu stood in the distance, marveling in his heart, how old this boy is, thirteen or fourteen years old, he should be a warrior of the third realm, tsk tsk, his attacks are so ruthless, he should be sent by the imperial court to practice. He doesn't even
Take action, let me tell you, how could the imperial court send only one person to embrace such a big leg, who is as smart as me?
Xiong Meng pressed hard on the wound on his waist and used a lot of martial arts in his hands to gradually stop the bleeding. At this time, his face was pale and he looked at Scar Liu with an angry expression. The latter took a few steps back and smiled contemptuously.
In front of the temple, Liu Fu is on the left, Xiong Meng is in the middle, Feng Ziqing is on the right, and Scar Liu is far away hiding from the wind behind Ziqing. The breeze blows by, blowing a faint trace of blood.