At this time, the head of the Cheng family did not know that the disaster was coming. He was drinking wine leisurely, humming a tune, and admiring flowers in the backyard alone.
Until a black shadow appeared in front of him.
Before he could shout for help, or even see the face of the incoming man clearly, he felt a strong hand pinch his neck.
As the steel-hard fingers gradually exerted force, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.
And suddenly a voice came to my ears.
"Do you know Zhang San?"
At this moment, the hand holding his neck suddenly loosened. He had no time to answer the question. He just wanted to take a big breath of the fresh air, but unexpectedly, as soon as he took a breath, the hand squeezed his fragile neck even harder.
neck.
"Do you know Zhang San?"
The same words, the same cold voice, this time the head of the Cheng family knew what he should do immediately. When he found that the palm was loosened, he immediately replied:
"I know! I know! He is Ji'er's friend and the person behind the Pheasant Gang!"
Zhang San raised his eyebrows. He thought that Cheng Ji would hide his identity during this period of time leading the Pheasant Gang, or at least not announce that he was Cheng's eldest son.
It was only when the Pheasant Gang threatened the status of the Cheng family that he would stand up and declare everything. This was in line with the style of the young men from aristocratic families he had seen in the original world.
But now it seems that when he was not in the Pheasant Gang, something unexpected happened.
Then he decisively pinched the head of the Cheng family's neck again, and waited until his face turned red before letting go:
"Besides you and Cheng Ji, does anyone else know about Zhang San?"
The head of the Cheng family shook his head quickly and looked carefully at the person who suddenly attacked him, but when his eyes met, a quick and cruel palm had already struck his forehead.
Bang!
Brains, brain marrow and blood collapsed on the ground.
There was no fluctuation in Zhang San's eyes. He disappeared without a trace as soon as he came. No one in the entire Cheng family noticed him.
This was already the fourth person he had killed. When he went to Cheng's house, he stopped by the restaurant where he and Cheng Ji often drank, and smoothly dealt with the restaurant owner who knew him.
The next fifth person is the biggest trouble.
Less than a stick of incense later, the news of the death of the head of the Cheng family was known to the Cheng family. At the same time, the Ye Xiao Group and An Yun Tower who had investigated Yunying Town also learned about it.
The human world is meeting.
While Lin Mo was stroking Hei Yan, who was holding the token and silently playing in the world of universal knowledge, he looked at Ouyang Chili who appeared in front of him.
"Has the Son of Seventh Luck taken action?"
Ouyang Chili nodded and said immediately:
"Through the information from the Night Owl Group and the help of Lord Dragon King, I have temporarily locked in a small gang in Yunying Town. During this time, this small gang has sold a large number of secret books to some family forces.
In particular, many of these secret books are techniques from some great forces that have perished in the past, such as Yue Nu Sword Club, Huaiyin Sword Pavilion, Leiyun Palace, and Qihai Gang.
What’s interesting is that there are also residual moves from the Beggar Clan’s “Dragon Subduing Palm”.”
Looking at Ouyang Chili who was about to talk endlessly, Lin Mo said helplessly:
"Just get to the point."
Ouyang Chili looked solemn: "In short, it has been confirmed that the son of Seventh Luck is the one who established the Pheasant Gang.
However, the leader of the Cheng family is already dead, and his father, the head of the Cheng family, the largest family in the area, was also found dead in the backyard of the Cheng family."
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "He is very decisive. He wants to eliminate those who know him in one fell swoop, but it may also be to vent his anger."
Ouyang Chili nodded:
"But if it's the latter, it will cause a conflict with the character traits that this person has always shown.
The fact that he can hide behind the scenes of the Pheasant Gang and quietly gather strength means that he is a person who will not be easily lost in a moment of anger.
The hysteria, even madness, shown today seems to me more like confusing us."
Lin Mo waved his hand nonchalantly and said:
"Since it's all part of your plan, there's no need to report it to me anymore."
After Ouyang Chili bowed his hands, he turned into an apricot flower and disappeared in mid-air.
Lin Mo yawned and casually glanced at the light curtain in front of Hei Yan. Looking at the name of the group, the corners of his eyes trembled a few times.
【Daily life of masters】
[Domineering Brother Yan: My shit shovel officer always treats me as a seat recently. (Bad)]
[Cold and arrogant Sister Shuang: You are already doing well. My shit-sweeper won’t let me get wrapped around his arm, and he spends all day fighting with that little goblin from the underworld! (Left hums)]
[Wise Master Ya: What’s wrong with fighting? Xiao Xuanzi is fighting with a black and white face all day long, even though it’s the black and white face who gets beaten. (Proud)]
[The cold and arrogant Sister Shuang: You don’t understand, what I mean is...forget it, I don’t really understand it either, after all, it’s not a way of fighting! (crazy)]
[Domineering Brother Yan: How about we raise the banner of resistance together and let the shit-sweepers take seriously us, the real masters!
Unfortunately, the appearance rates of the three of us are so low recently. (crying)]
[Cold and arrogant Sister Shuang: You still have the nerve to cry, I am the lowest, okay! I am Yinglong after all. According to some mythological materials I read a few days ago, dragons, unicorns, and phoenixes are all my cubs.
Son!
As a result, the appearance rate of these babies is higher than mine! I just want to really cry! (Crying) (Crying)]
[Wise Lord Ya: Putting aside the issue of appearance rate, there are only three of us in this group. Isn’t it a bit too bleak...]
[Domineering Brother Yan: Do you think there are still people worthy of joining this group! (Proud)]
[Wise Lord Ya: (satisfied) What you said makes sense, we are enough, hehe. 】
[The domineering Brother Yan: (proud)]
【Wisdom Ya Ye: (Proud)】
[The cold and arrogant Sister Shuang: (proud)]
[Overbearing Brother Yan: Oops! When I was chatting, I forgot to set the light screen to be visible only to me. My shit shoveling officer found out, hurry up, hurry up, the wind is tight! 】
【Daily life of masters】The group has been disbanded.
Hei Yan blinked his small red eyes and looked at Lin Mo, whose face had turned a little dark. He tried to get away by being cute, but then he was slapped on the head by Lin Mo.
Lin Mo also informed by the way that Leng Chuluo, who was heading to the underworld under the pretext of visiting the Lord of the Underworld, was actually going to have a private meeting with Shui Lingmei, and Ming Moxuan, who was beating Mr. Black and White.
At this moment, Leng Chuluo immediately turned around and rushed back to the Daqian Dynasty, and ordered Mo Xuan to beat Nangong Hen halfway before putting away his fists and looking at Ya Ya who was standing on a tree branch not far away with a flattering look.