There were seven people coming, some with strange clothes, some with white beards and hair, some with fairy-like appearance, some with strange faces and towering heads, some with charming and seductive faces, and some with gloomy faces. Anyway, in a word, those who came were not easy to get along with.
figure.
"Master Cheng, Master Ling, Master Yang... Tsk tsk, are you all here to buy things in Jinmenfang? Hey, this formation is quite big. My two gatekeepers are
I don’t know where my disciples have offended a few of them, but with such a heavy hand, they will be destroyed immediately. Why don’t you say something to me?”
Xue Wusuan didn't know these people, but it didn't stop him from watching the show. He smiled and lit a cigarette, folded his arms, and didn't say a word.
Xue Wusuan's silence does not mean that his presence has disappeared. On the contrary, it has increased the pressure on Mu Renqing who is standing in the middle: the golden signboard of Jinmenfang relies on credibility and stability to face all monks.
The place where you do business. Now you are being knocked on the door, or you are being bullied in front of this "senior from the upper world", and you see the blood without even saying a word. If there is no explanation, how can you let the money help the senior?
Can you raise your head in front of you?
As soon as Mu Renqing finished speaking, the old man with white hair and beard among the seven people who came spoke, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely sharp and gleaming.
"Gang Leader Mu, your two gatekeepers actually spoke rudely to me and others. It's just a small punishment. Gang Leader Mu won't mind, right?"
Mu Renqing laughed: "Do you mind? Of course, I do mind! It's not anyone else's turn to take care of the people I helped with money. This account must be settled clearly."
"Settling accounts? Haha, yes, we are here to settle accounts with Gang Leader Mu. Twelve Iron Forts, Wutou Mountain, Haikun Gate..." The old man read out twelve names in one breath.
After finishing, he paused, looked at Mu Renqing and said: "Twelve sects, six to seventy thousand lives, could Gang Leader Mu forget this account so quickly?
I have pity on my brother Li. After working hard for hundreds of years with your money, he has worked hard without any credit. In the end, he was brutally murdered because he opposed your evil deed of exterminating his family. Mu Renqing, have you forgotten this account too?
"
Mu Renqing's expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not. However, in Xue Wusuan's eyes, the fluctuations in his soul were extremely violent, which was clearly a sign of extreme anger. However, this city mansion
Not bad at all.
"Ling Shanfeng, do you mean you want to avenge those poor people? You, Ling, an old fox, do you have such a kind heart? Hahaha, you really made me laugh!" After saying that, Mu Renqing actually laughed for a moment, and laughed.
After a pause, he stared at the white-haired Ling Shanfeng with a sinister look and said: "I have talked so much nonsense and every sentence is to the point. You can fool fools when it comes to doing justice for heaven, but don't bring it in front of me.
What's up?
Let me tell you why you are here, good or bad, my money gang can handle it! Hey, I would like to say that things are changing, today my money gang can handle it, but I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it then
ah."
"Master, why bother talking to him? Mu Renqing has done many evil things, and he deserves to be punished for his crimes!" The speaker was a short man with a big head and small feet, covered in colorful clothes, and his face looked like eleven or two.
Although he is 20 years old, he has gray hair, fierce eyes, and a harsh and unpleasant voice.
"Oh, Cheng Gate Master, I ordered the Gate Master to be a role model in the world of cultivation and a righteous man. This time I have humiliated myself by coming to Jinmenfang with us, which is already very wronging me. If you want to fight or kill, you can't wait for others to order you to do so.
Sect Master, have you finished speaking? Besides, didn’t you hear me? Sect Master Ling, you are not here to cause trouble, you are here to avenge your close friends and those innocent dead people and seek justice.”
"Stinky woman, go away and don't talk to me, or you'll make me sick to the point of spitting all over you!"
"Damn dwarf, are you looking for death?"
...
Xue Wusuan was so happy that he almost laughed. He finally understood. These seven people did come here to find money to help trouble, but the purpose was not what the old man named Ling said. In fact, Xue Wusuan
I also think this excuse of "removing harm for the people" is quite ridiculous. We are all monks, who has the cleanest hands? What dwarf said is right, why bother talking so much? This is similar to Xue Wusuan's character
.It’s just that the dwarf is really too ugly, so ugly that it’s a bit abstract.
Moreover, these seven people were not of the same mind. Four of them spoke, and they seemed to be abusing each other, but the subtle exchanges in their eyes could not escape Xue Wusuan's eyes. These four, the old man, the dwarf, the busty prostitute, and the
There was a tall, dark and thin man, but these four people were in the same circle. He was basically testing the other three people, and at the same time, he was sending a signal to Mu Renqing that "this group of people is just a mess."
Hey, the competition actually started as soon as these people entered the door. These calculations in their minds can be said to be calculating against others and themselves, and they are quite sinister.
Now it's up to Mu Renqing to find out. If he really underestimates these seven people who are not as good as him in cultivation and are very scattered and confused, then the result will be hard to say.
"I'm not here to buy anything, nor am I here to avenge those scumbags. Master Mu, we have known each other for a long time. Although we are not friends, we have no grievances in the past and no grievances in the recent days. I am here to ask you something.
If you promise, I will turn around and leave immediately. How about that?"
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man who had been silent. He had an ordinary face and the same clothes, but he had the strongest aura among the seven people present. He carried a big sword on his back, and the hilt alone was enough.
There was a foot where the tip of the sword almost hung diagonally to the ground.
"Zhang Mo, the number one casual cultivator, we know each other, but we are really not friends. My Jinmenfang has opened a lot of convenience doors for fellow casual cultivators, but I didn't expect that you would come here today."
"We are the same, we are all for one thing. You agreed, and today the three of us turned around and left. If your money gang wants to retaliate against us in the future, then you will do it in another way. How about that?"
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the remaining two people looked at each other, stood up, and then spoke. At this point, the situation suddenly became clear.
They are not here to kill anyone. At least this is not the main purpose of the three people who stood up to speak. Of course, the benefits of killing Mu Renqing and destroying the Money Gang are estimated to be less than that.
I got the skill in the end, but the four people in front didn't think so.
So the question is, what is the ultimate purpose of these people coming here?
Mu Renqing had a straight face, and he could tell which one it was, and he had some room for it. He asked in a less harsh tone: "You three, please speak frankly. Come to my Jinmenfang and find me, Mu Renqing, like this. What on earth are you doing?"
Why?" Mu Renqing didn't mention a word about revenge. Even if he thought about it, he would hold it back. Now, let's talk about it after the current hurdle is over.
In terms of fighting and killing, it is true that Mu Renqing, who has reached the extreme state of human beings and is about to survive the tribulation, is true. But with seven people going together, he is not very sure. He is even worried that once he exerts all his strength, his cultivation will be difficult to achieve.
If he suppressed and stirred up the heaven in advance, he would be in a certain death situation. He was not ready to survive the disaster now.
"Where does that kind of black-red fruit that can protect people from disasters come from? Tell us, and we will turn around and leave."