Zhuo Mufeng, who had been waiting for a long time, did not even enter the door, but was rejected by the yamen servant with a smile: "Zhuo Gang Leader, my master said, thank you for your kindness, but I am not feeling well today, I am afraid that I will not be able to go to your gang to attend the appointment. Please help me."
Gang Leader Zhuo, please forgive me."
Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said: "In that case, I won't bother you. Zhuo will come back next time."
Zhuo Mufeng turned his head, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and became gloomy.
With Fang Bapi's character, he would most likely not refuse if he was invited to eat for free. Moreover, he had taken refuge with him, but he could not even meet him. If he said he was not weird, he would not believe it even if he chopped off Zhuo Mufeng's head.
Could it be that Fang Tingxiao already knew about Li Gang's actions, and he, a dignified local official, not only did not stop it, but actually stood by and watched?
Zhuo Mufeng walked towards the Mozhu Gang step by step, with overwhelming anger in his heart. Fortunately, he never placed his hope on Fang Tingxiao. Sooner or later, he would make these people pay the price.
In the backyard of the county government office.
Fang Tingxiao was enjoying the setting sun leisurely, with his eyes half-squinted, and in front of him was a table of exquisite pastries.
"Sir, Li Gang is really willing to spend a lot of money. He is actually willing to give up the land deeds and the shares of several brothels for a mere Mozhu Gang. It's a pity that Zhuo Mufeng is too young, so how can he fight against that old fox.
"
A man who looked like a master stood not far away and smiled contemptuously.
Fang Tingxiao hummed: "I am not doing it for personal gain. Controlling those brothels will help find evidence of Li Gang's crime. Zhuo Mufeng sacrificed himself for Red Sun City. I believe he will understand me."
Looking for evidence of a crime?
You still have no fucking shame!
The master cursed loudly in his heart, but said respectfully: "Yes, yes, you understand the righteousness deeply, care about the people's sentiments, and do not hesitate to get into trouble for the sake of the people. Such noble sentiments of self-sacrifice and others are really admired by my subordinates."
He paused, but looked like he was hesitant to speak.
Fang Tingxiao said: "Let it go!"
The master gathered his thoughts and then said: "To be honest, my lord, my spies just came to report that Li Gang's son went to Lord Zhou Chao's mansion, and it took half an hour before he left."
Zhou Chao, the county lieutenant of Hongricheng, nominally controls the troops and horses of a city, but under Fang Tingxiao's powerful power, he can actually control less than half of the troops.
But despite this, he was regarded as a serious danger by Fang Tingxiao and was always on guard.
Hearing this, Fang Tingxiao's eyes flashed with strange light.
As Li Gang's son, Li Lingyang's attitude is Li Gang's attitude in the eyes of outsiders. However, Li Lingyang is known to be domineering and arrogant. Maybe it's just his personal nonsense.
But I still couldn't help but ask: "What did they talk about?"
"My spies can't get close, so I don't know yet."
The master suddenly bowed and said solemnly: "Sir, details determine success or failure. We can't let go of any signs. Why don't we call Li Lingyang and ask clearly. As soon as Li Gang left, his son secretly met Zhou Chao.
It’s really suspicious.”
After pondering for a moment, Fang Tingxiao nodded.
Since ancient times, officialdom has been like a battlefield, even more dangerous. He must know himself and his enemy in order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter.
…
Zhuo Mufeng returned to the Mozhu Gang and paid careful attention, and he found that some people on the street were very suspicious, and they were probably Li Gang's spies.
I'm afraid that the whereabouts of important figures in the gang will be reported to Li Gang anytime and anywhere through the mouths of these people. This is intended to leave no one behind.
Zhuo Mufeng walked into the screen wall with a normal expression. Some people greeted him and agreed with a smile. There was no hint of nervousness about the impending storm.
He looked up at the sky. The setting sun was gradually shrinking. It was already evening, and the whole city was exuding a sleepy and muggy atmosphere.
Although there was no flaw in the plan, Zhuo Mufeng did not dare to say that it would definitely succeed. He had to make two preparations and find Shang Zirong and ask her to pack up all the valuable things in the gang without alerting others.
"Senior brother, what happened? You, are you planning to run away with the money because you can't pay your monthly salary? You will be sued!"
It was as if Shang Zirong had met Zhuo Mufeng for the first time. The key point was that the gang was really poor. Apart from a few pieces of furniture, how could there be anything valuable?
She hasn't bought rouge and gouache in months.
"Run away, sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Zhuo Mufeng slapped Shang Zirong on the forehead. Seeing the latter glaring at him angrily, he walked back to his yard without explaining.
Before I knew it, it was already night.
The entertainment activities of the ancients were limited. Those who visited brothels visited brothels, and those who made people made people. By Haishi, there was no one in the block where the Mozhu Gang was located.
Suddenly, dense footsteps sounded all around, and many figures carrying torches surrounded the entire Mozhu Gang at extremely fast speeds.
Then boom!
Liu Yusong had just kicked it into several pieces at noon. The door had not yet been replaced with a new one. The cracks were even more complete. A group of people rushed in like wolves and tigers.
"Enemy attack!"
"Everyone, be careful, someone is breaking in!"
The members of the Mozhu Gang were still alert. Under the shouts of several night watchmen, everyone hurriedly dressed and gathered in the large courtyard. They saw people standing in all directions, even on the walls.
The leader opposite had a majestic and gloomy face, with only eight fingers and copper-colored hands, which made everyone take a breath of air as they immediately recognized this person's identity.
The number one expert in Red Sun City, the leader of the Tiger Gang, Li Gang, the Eight-clawed Bronze Tiger, actually brought people to the door in person!
"Those who kneel down and surrender will not be killed!"
Without any unnecessary nonsense, Li Gang pressed down with one hand, and with a bang, the air made an explosion, and a slight breeze blew across everyone's cheeks, dissipating the heat, and it felt like an electric fan.
But there was no sense of comfort in everyone's hearts, only coldness.
This is the legendary internal force. A normal person would have broken bones and tendons after receiving this blow. Vajra-level warriors would also be beaten if they went up to it.
Coupled with Li Gang's expression and those words just now, some members of the Mozhu Gang were so frightened that they trembled. The other party was actually preparing to kill people and wipe out the gang!
How dare he?
"Li Gang, you are so lawless, aren't you afraid of Mr. Fang's reproach?"
Mr. Zhang shouted, obviously frightened.
"idiot!"
Liu Yusong, who was wrapped up like a mummy and came to watch the show, couldn't help laughing loudly and looked extremely proud.
Li Gang ignored Mr. Zhang and was about to give the order to take action. Zhuo Mufeng asked urgently: "Li Gang, what prompted you to make this determination and use all your strength to deal with me? This is unreasonable."
Li Gang said calmly: "Since you are an enemy, Li will not give you any chance to grow up and threaten me. Brothers, kill me!"
Li Gang waved his hand violently, taking the lead, and immediately slapped his palms towards Zhuo Mufeng, vowing not to give him a chance to escape.
There were exclamations from behind.
Zhuo Mufeng secretly shook his head, but it was a pity that the transformed boiling hemp grass had no effect on true warriors, otherwise he might not be able to kill Li Gang.
A strong wind blew in his face, blowing the long hair on his temples. It was stronger than a powerful hair dryer, and the force was so strong that it even made it difficult for Zhuo Mufeng to breathe.