Upon hearing Barong's words, Cui Baojian's pupils dilated, his eyes full of boundless horror and disbelief.
Because his Dantian was broken, his energy dissipated in an instant, and his well-maintained fair face aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles appeared, his eye sockets were sunken, and his white eyebrows began to fall off.
"No, it's impossible..." Cui Baojian's voice seemed to come out of his throat. His limbs were pulling on the bluestone floor, half of his face was on the ground, but he couldn't free his feet from the back of his head.
He said it was impossible, but Cui Baojian knew very well that if the files at the headquarters had not been destroyed, the person in front of him would not have been able to kill him, and at least he would have to ask about his back-up plan.
But there is no need for it now. Once he dies, the people he arranges will not receive the message and will definitely go to the Imperial City headquarters.
The files that can destroy the headquarters prove that Zhuo Mufeng has placed core figures in the headquarters. At that time, his own people will not go to inform, but will fall into the trap themselves!
Thinking of the plot that he had put so much effort into, he thought he could make Zhuo Mufeng beat his chest and stamp his feet. In the end, it was just a ridiculous trick of wishful thinking. From the beginning to the end, he was pinned down by the other party.
Cui Baojian laughed miserably, and more and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Vaguely, he recalled the scene when he first met Zhuo Mufeng. A fifteen-year-old boy who had never seen the world, his eyes were cunning and childish. The scenes of the two getting along quickly flashed by, and finally
Freeze before your eyes.
Zhuo Mufeng, you are still the best, our family is defeated!
boom.
Barong kicked half of Cui Baojian's head into the stone slab, causing his brains to fly everywhere.
Fang Xiaodie came up from behind and said: "Senior brother, we must immediately send a message to Cen Gang. In the next few days, if anyone rushes to Tianzhao headquarters, he will be arrested immediately and sent to Hongsheng Restaurant south of the Imperial City."
Cen Gang had already been dragged into the water. The reason why she and her senior brother were able to find Cui Baojian so quickly this time was also due to Tianzhao's intelligence system. I'm sorry the other party didn't dare to disobey orders.
Hongsheng Restaurant is the foundation of Yincun, and there is no need to doubt its loyalty. Handing people over to Yincun is equivalent to double insurance for the matter. They can also supervise each other when necessary, so as to ensure nothing goes wrong.
Barong's brain was not as good as Fang Xiaodie's, and he still wondered if it was too troublesome. After Fang Xiaodie's explanation, he suddenly realized it and gave a thumbs up: "When you are in doubt, ask your junior sister. The master's words are indeed correct."
With a proud hum, Fang Xiaodie glanced at Balong: "Young master is a master, what about you? Could it be that if the master didn't say so, you wouldn't do it?"
"How could it be? I have always followed my junior sister's lead." Barong quickly expressed his loyalty.
"It's good to know. Now is not the time for idle chatter. Let's deal with the scene quickly." Fang Xiaodie waved her hands and walked away, as if she disliked the two corpses on the ground.
Balong secretly slandered, "Are you the one who gossiped?" Of course he didn't dare to say it, so he obeyed his words and slapped Cui Baojian and Chun Niang with both hands.
He saw two streams of gray-black gas pouring out from his palms, covering the two people on the ground.
A moment later, there was the sound of frying oil, accompanied by a burst of smoke. When the gray-black gas dissipated, the two corpses on the ground disappeared out of thin air.
This is a poisonous killing move that Balong learned from the Wanhua Demonic Skill. He was previously unable to perform it due to lack of internal strength.
Recently, he received the Demon Emperor Pearl given by Zhuo Mufeng, and his martial arts continues to improve, and he has been able to use it initially. If he joins forces with Fang Xiaodie, few of the great masters in the world can stop him...
The Great Rebellion of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty has never stopped since it broke out, but it has just changed from the initial all-out war to the current local war.
But whether it is a temporary rest or continued fighting, the forces behind the situation do not dare to relax at all, and are all racking their brains to devise strategies for their own survival and interests.
Under the stalemate and chaos, the undercurrent is surging, and another wave of turmoil may arise at any time.
However, all this did not seem to affect Zhuo Mufeng's mood. Especially Barong, who rushed back last night, told him in detail what happened this time.
Knowing that the matter had been settled, Zhuo Mufeng was very happy and praised Barong.
After receiving the praise, Balong was smiling and feeling at ease both physically and mentally. Perhaps he felt that he was the prince's number one confidant. After some hesitation, Balong said, "Young Master, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Old man, are you doing this to me? Tell me!" Zhuo Mufeng waved his hand.
Balong cupped his hands and said, "Sir, although Tao Bo and his gang have promised to surrender to you on the surface, my subordinates feel that with the keenness of the old Eastern thieves, they may not be able to think of your methods. You must be on your guard."
Zhuo Mufeng smiled half-heartedly: "Old man, are you taking too much care?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Barong was shaken all over.
Perhaps Zhuo Mufeng himself did not realize that as his martial arts rose to the top level in the world and he also served as the governor of a state, his demeanor and status had changed significantly, which invisibly gave him a power that he had not had in the past.
This kind of power is actually related to people's intuitive impression.
You have to admit that fame and status do have a wonderful halo power that will affect the views and attitudes of people around you towards you.
The so-called moving Qi and nourishing the body refers to exactly this.
Maybe Wu Yuanyuan, Baiyi sister and others who have been around Zhuo Mufeng all year round do not feel it very deeply.
But at this moment, Barong really found that the young master was different from the past, and he had a vague aura of a big shot who was not angry and confident.
In particular, Barong's life and death had been in Zhuo Mufeng's hands from the very beginning. At this time, his forehead began to sweat, and he hurriedly lowered his head to apologize, secretly blaming himself for not being able to control his mouth, even though his junior sister had repeatedly told him not to ask any more questions.
A smart person like the Young Master hates being told what to do.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and Zhuo Mufeng joked: "What are you afraid of? Dad, Dad, you were not so timid before."
Barong grimaced, thinking to himself, you were never this scary before.
Under Zhuo Mufeng's repeated teasing, Balong raised his head slightly and found that the young master's eyes were no different from before. At this time, he also began to calm down and realized that the young master did not mean to hit him just now, and he was probably the one who hit him.
Thinking too much.
But he really couldn't forget the trembling at that moment, so he became less casual and said respectfully and solemnly: "Master, I shouldn't talk too much."
Zhuo Mufeng frowned lightly and looked at Barong's appearance. He always felt that this guy was weird and said helplessly: "I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, you can take the initiative to ask questions, which means you are very loyal. I welcome you."
Too late.
I am not a god, and there will inevitably be things I do that are not thoughtful. Dad, if you think there is something wrong with me in the future, you must tell me in person to avoid my negligence.
Remember, you are one of the people I trust most in this world. Don’t worry about angering me. As long as you don’t let me, Zhuo Mufeng, Zhuo Mufeng will never let you down. If you even hide from me,
, then you are not helping me, but harming me!"
Balong's heart trembled, his face showed excitement, he cupped his hands and said: "I obey my orders!"
"Look, it's here again." Zhuo Mufeng rolled his eyes, not bothering to talk to him anymore, and took the initiative to explain what happened just now: "Of course Dongfang Changsheng can guess my method, but he will definitely acquiesce.
In the final analysis, those top forces are just temporary pawns. As long as he can use them and does not harm the Dongfang Family, he will not care about me. This is a tacit understanding between me and him."
Balong seemed to understand, nodded and said: "That's it."
The two sides chatted for a while, and Zhuo Mufeng remembered something: "By the way, I have to trouble you again. I promised Aunt Lei to bring out a group of people from Qing Shaliu. That old woman has been driven crazy recently.
.
Why don't you and Xiaodie go protect Feng Yu and the other two, and go to Qingsha Flow to lead the people together.
If those people are unwilling to leave the Qingsha Ryu, tell them that the current Qingsha Ryu is not worthy of being the Qingsha Ryu! I will lead them to re-establish a real Qingsha Ryu. In my capacity, I should be able to say
Touch those people."
If Aunt Lei knew that Zhuo Mufeng not only wanted to separate a group of masters of Qingsha Liu, but also planned to step on Qingsha Liu and directly label Qingsha Liu as a fake and shoddy product, I wonder if she would be so angry that she would follow suit
He worked hard.
Balong knew that Feng Yu and the two men were important helpers to the young master, so he quickly accepted the order and left.
After the others left, Zhuo Mufeng thought to himself that even if his identity as the Holy Son was made public, the world would not be convinced that he had the power to transform demons.
The reason is very simple. Except for those people from the Demon Sect, who else knows that the Wanhua Demon Art and the Demon Seal are together? Just having an identity means nothing.
Of course, I'm afraid I can't hide it from those who are interested. Especially when it comes to my rapid improvement in skills, there will definitely be people who are convinced that I have obtained and practiced the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills, such as the Twelve Holy Lands.
However, Zhuo Mufeng is not afraid. Even if all the super masters from the Twelve Holy Lands arrive, with his team's lineup and defense, he can retreat at any time.
Without 100% certainty, those people would never dare to act rashly. Now, no one can deal with me.
Barong, Fang Xiaodie, and Feng Yu left Baijiang City that night and escaped into the vast mountains. At the same time, the people on the Demon Sect also gave up the search for Butcher Li.
So many days have passed, and if Butcher Lee is still alive, it is impossible that there will be no movement. Although the result is cruel, it is self-evident.
Aunt Lei, who was probably impatient to wait and had been trying her best to avoid meeting each other to avoid suspicion, walked into Zhuo Mufeng's yard with a sullen face tonight and asked him as soon as she opened her mouth when the demon gang would be evacuated.
Zhuo Mufeng said that she had sent someone to take care of it, and there would be news in a few days, which relieved her anger a little.
Just as he was about to leave, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly shouted from behind: "Madam, wait a minute."
"If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go!" Aunt Lei didn't look back, obviously she still had a lot of anger left. Given her status, she had been deceived for so many days, so it would be a shame not to kill someone directly with her stick.
Zhuo Mufeng touched his nose and felt that he was in the wrong. He did not dare to argue with the old woman and said: "This junior suddenly remembered something that has been bothering me for a long time and made me feel uneasy. I would like to ask my aunt to clarify my confusion."
Aunt Lei sneered: "Oh, there are still things in this world that can make even you, Governor Zhuo, feel uneasy? I'm afraid I can't help you."
Zhuo Mufeng ignored her and asked: "Auntie, tell me honestly, who was responsible for that shocking scam you designed in Nuanyang Mountain?"
As soon as these words came out, Aunt Lei suddenly turned around, her cloudy eyes shining with an extremely compelling light.