At this moment, on an island hundreds of nautical miles away from Citong Port.
In a stronghold belonging to the Linlang Society
The leader of Linlang Club, Zhou Xueming, looked ugly and sat on the main seat.
Now that he is over fifty, Zhou Dongjun is the only son in the world... But now...
he died.
Click.
Zhou Xueming crushed the dragon head on the seat with his palm, and the wooden debris scattered on the floor.
Although he has other illegitimate children, Zhou Dongjun is undoubtedly the best and most promising among all his children.
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Whether it is behavior or talent, he is considered to be above average among the younger generation at the same level.
Not to mention, at such a young age, Zhou Dongjun is already proficient in three languages and can freely manage the trade transactions in the ports of three small countries.
"Who can tell me what is going on!!? How did Dongjun die!?"
The news of the death of his cherished son actually came from Citong Yamen.
This is undoubtedly the biggest irony to the entire Linlang Society.
Because in essence, Linlang started out as a pirate and had little trouble with the government.
In the hall, all the Tibetan owners of Linlanghui were silent, no one wanted to come forward and cause trouble at this time.
In the entire meeting, apart from the meeting leader, they were the highest-ranking Tibetan leaders.
Each Tibetan owner leads his own fleet and islands, forming a special labor force similar to warlords.
Then manage the lower-level pirates and people.
This is the basic structure of Linlang Society.
The leader of the guild, Zhou Xueming, is the strongest because he controls the most powerful fleet in the entire guild and also presides over a maritime trading market - Linlang Island.
Many things that are prohibited in various countries, whether smuggling or robbery, can be taught on Linlang Island.
This is the most important foundation of the entire Linlang Society.
Zhou Xueming was originally discussing with the governor of a small Yuyuan country about the stolen private key, but unexpectedly, a piece of heavy news immediately pulled him back from the distant Linlang Island.
There was silence in the hall
"Guild Master," a Tibetan Master finally spoke out. This man was fat, had a bald head, and a pair of gleaming rat eyes, giving the impression of being shrewd and fierce.
This person's name is Zhao Sunyi, and he is the most loyal to Zhou Xueming among all the Tibetan owners in the Linlang Society.
"At that time, Young Master Zhou Dongjun should be surrounded by personal guards. For such matters, you should ask that person as soon as possible." Zhao Sunyi said,
"That man has already escaped." Zhou Xueming said coldly. That's what happens with pirates. It's a complete combination of interests. It's normal for him to escape.
"In this case, it is up to the Tibetan owner who was in charge of the ship to explain the situation." Zhao Sunyi turned his eyes and looked at the other Tibetan owner, Korsa, who was watching the situation.
Korsha has long dark red hair and a beautiful face, but she wears a black eyepatch on one eye and has a diagonal scar on the bridge of her nose, which completely ruins her appearance.
She is from Western Italy. She was once the daughter of a down-and-out little noble. Later she secretly learned the martial arts of knights. After her family was wrongly accused and framed, she went to sea to join the pirates.
Relying on her ruthlessness and strength, she took the position of the Tibetan Master in just ten years.
Hearing Zhao Sunyi's roll call, Korsha's purple eyes glanced over, fixed coldly on the other person's fat smiling face.
"This matter involves the Great Spirit Sect and the death of the young master. I suggest that we make plans after finding out."
"Korsha, it was your ship that was in trouble. I want an explanation!" Zhou Xueming, the leader of the association, leaned forward, his eyes like those of Hai Hui, faintly exuding a strong sense of oppression.
"Of course I have an explanation." Korsha's expression remained unchanged and she glanced at the other Tibetan owners.
"After my deputy reported the incident to me on the night it happened, I immediately investigated the entire situation.
The specific clues have basically been sorted out." She cleared her throat.
"According to the investigation, a batch of precious medicinal materials ordered by Chenxiang Palace disappeared half a month ago, and the ship, medicine and people disappeared. There are rumors that it was us."
"After that, the master of Chenxiang Palace, a man who called himself Chen Han, went to meet with the young master for a meeting.
At that time, the young master obtained a precious secret book called Jinlan Baojuan, which recorded a strange and special martial arts."
"Chen Han used his identity as a Taoist priest of Chenxiang Palace to establish a relationship with the young master, board the ship, and then while the young master's attendants temporarily left to get the treasure scroll, he was suspected of having a dispute with the young master, and then Chen Han suddenly took action and hijacked
The young master leaves.
"Later, the young master's body was found in Chenxiang Palace, and investigation showed that Chen Han killed him himself.
In this regard, Chen Han claimed not to know anything about what happened before, saying that he was just killing all enemies who dared to attack Chenxiang Palace."
At this point, everything has formed a simple chain.
After Zhou Xueming listened, he became aware of the whole situation in his heart.
"So what you are saying is that a batch of medicinal materials from Chenxiang Palace was robbed, which made Chen Han angry. He used other names to go to investigate and inquire. As a result, he had a conflict with Dong Jun and kidnapped the person on the spot.
Later, Dongjun found a way to get rid of the control temporarily, but he died near Chenxiang Palace because he was hunted down."
"That should be the case." Korsha nodded: "But there are a lot of unknowns about this matter. We'd better send people to Chenxiang Palace to confront them in person and exchange information to determine the truth."
"That makes sense. In that case." Zhou Xueming pondered for a moment, "Iron sand." "Here it is!"
Standing next to him, a man wearing a dark blue tights and carrying a knife stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"Take the people to Chenxiang Palace and see what explanation they have." Zhou Xueming said solemnly,
"Yes!" The man nodded heavily.
"Master, what if they were the ones who killed him? How should we deal with it?" Zhao Sunyi suddenly interjected and asked.
"If it is confirmed that it is them." Zhou Xueming's eyes flashed with a trace of violent murderous intention, "Then let Chenxiang Palace pay the price!"
It was just a local Taoist palace that had just been built. If it were a powerful sect like the Western Sect of the Zhenyi Sect, he would still be afraid of it, but the Taoist Sect...
If you kill someone to pay for your life, don't blame him for retaliating with tooth for tooth.
No matter how strong the martial arts on land are, is it possible that they can be stronger than Poseidon? What's more, Xizong has been trying to attract them because of the collection of Western beauties. Even if they offend the Taoist cult, they are not afraid at all.
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Tianji Cave Cliff.
Zhang Rongfang, Ding Luo, and Mu Chunxiu found several wind-proof places on the cliff to rest and wait temporarily.
At dawn, Ding and Luo went to erect a monument to mark their parents and others.
Zhang Rongfang was alone, thinking about the idea of Dianxun martial arts. At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and the mountain wind swept away, blowing away most of the clouds and fog.
Suddenly, a clear and clear sound came from afar,
Xiao's voice was clear and pure, and his breath was long. It lasted for more than ten seconds before he slowly lowered his voice and said, "Some kind of signal?"
Zhang Rongfang looked in that direction from a distance. He vaguely saw a black spot approaching very quickly.
From the ghost-faced people, he learned that this was the medicine garden cultivated by the induction door itself. In other words, the ghost-faced man was definitely not the only one who knew about this place.
Therefore... the new person coming now is probably someone who knows the induction gate of Tianji Cave. He watched intently as the other person approached quickly.
Not long after, the black spot quickly enlarged, and it turned out to be a white-haired old man in black clothes and a black hat, wearing a red crystal forehead ornament.
The old man has a strong body and a sharp gaze. He is holding a crescent iron shovel weighing dozens of kilograms in one hand and walking as fast as flying. He is holding an iron shovel in the other hand and puts it down from his mouth.
Zhang Rongfang looked from a distance, moved his feet, and quickly walked down the slope from the cliff. Not long after he met the old man, he paused, stopped in a forest, looked up and looked ahead
Similarly, the old man carrying the Japanese shovel stopped right opposite him and looked up.
"Who are you?" the old man asked in a deep voice,
He didn't know Zhang Rongfang at all, and the Taoist Black Tiger who was supposed to come to the rescue was nowhere to be seen, which made him suspicious.
"Thousand-stone gate spiritual network?" Zhang Rongfang asked back, his dark light vision suddenly unfolded, and he looked at the other party carefully.
"Ordinary martial artist?" The old man was stunned, and his face immediately darkened. He seemed to have identified Zhang Rongfang's identity through some method.
For Ling Luo, even if an ordinary warrior is a master, it is easy to defeat Ling Luo, but it is difficult to kill people.
Therefore, after confirming that the opponent was just an ordinary martial artist, no matter how strong he was, it didn't matter. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and his eyes immediately turned cold.
"Boy, let me ask you, have you ever seen a Taoist wearing a ghost mask and a big black insect?" "Yes." Zhou Dongjun replied, "I know where he is, but I don't want to say."
There were faint blood spots floating in his eyes as he scanned the other person
"You kid!" The old man's eyes turned cold, "There are always some kids in this world who think they have some talent and can be arrogant..."
He plunged the crescent shovel into the ground with a bang, and the Ruhui weapon smashed into the soil, causing the grass to turn outwards and splash out.
"Then come and teach me a lesson." Bi Kehong spread his hands and smiled, "I have never been beaten before in my life. I don't know what it feels like to be beaten."
"By the way, you are also from Qianshimen, right?" He suddenly asked, "Do you know me, Qianshimen?" The old man's eyes became sharper.
The person in front of me probably knows the reason why Taoist Black Tiger hasn’t appeared yet.
He felt his hands were itching.
The main reason is that this kid is a little too needy.
"Come on and hit me." Zhou Dongjun opened his hands, "I want to feel the feeling of being hit. Come on, hit me until I cry."
"You kid!" The veins in the old man's forehead were pounding. After living for so long, this was the first time he encountered a guy who deserved a beating.
"Very good, that's as you wish!" He held the crescent shovel in his hand, and the energy and blood in his body began to circulate rapidly.
The soil splashed away under his feet, and the old man rushed forward, spanning seven or eight meters in the blink of an eye.
The sun shovel in his hand turned into a dragon and tiger shadow. It strangely fell towards Zhou Dongjun's head.
Whoosh!
With just a slight miss, Zhou Dongjun turned sideways slightly to avoid the blow. Then he raised his hand and stretched out his fingers. A little!
puff.
The old man's right arm holding the crescent shovel went numb suddenly, and he almost lost his grip on the weapon. He was shocked, rushed forward a few meters, and looked back at the opponent, "What kind of martial arts is this!?"
"I'll tell you when I cry." Zhou Dongjun replied with a smile.
"You kid!!" The old man's whole body's energy and blood began to surge rapidly.
This was the first time he had the urge to kill someone since he broke through to the super-level worship of gods.