The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 578:
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"Gu Heng, Gu Yan, Lao Shi, San Hu, and Xiao Liu." Zong Chen said, "Gu Heng is the previous generation of the Blood Buddha Sect. Gu Yan is his younger brother, Nan Yi's biological father, and the number one in the Blood Buddha Tu. Master, Lao Shi is the seventh person in the Blood Pagoda, good at swordsmanship, and is usually in charge of the martial arts training of the Blood Pagoda warriors. San Hu is the most senior old man in the Blood Pagoda, who controls the transmission of information about the Blood Pagoda. Xiao Liu is Zhan Xuyao, and according to the rules, the three major People from the family generally do not join the Blood Pagoda directly. Xiao Liu joined to train himself. The descendants of the Zhan family have different courtesy in the Blood Pagoda. He had not been in the Blood Pagoda for a long time when Dacheng collapsed."
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, seeming to be thinking about something. Judging from this information, Zhan Xuyao was indeed the most suspicious, but she had always understood that looking at the surface of some things was often completely different from the truth. If she couldn’t find out what happened back then, To reach the real participants, it is impossible to rely solely on guessing.
She sighed, put it aside in advance, and asked, "Can I get the key to the Zhan Family that day?"
"The problem now is that the key was with Zhan Xuyao at that time. The Tianzhan family said that Zhan Xuyao was dead and the key has not been returned to the Zhan family. Now it is possible to get the key unless Zhan Xuyao is found, but who knows Where is he?"
Feng Zhiwei was lost in thought for a while, then smiled and said: "The wind and clouds are rolling, and debris will rise. Some things and some people will appear when they should appear..." She stopped asking, He dragged a map casually and said to Zong Chen: "If this side cannot surface, our affairs there cannot be stranded because of this. You can send reliable people to distribute the materials we have slowly acquired across the country over the years." Get it here." She pointed to a certain place, where a long dark blue shadow represented the continuous mountains, the Hundred Thousand Mountains in southern Fujian.
"Okay..." Zong Chen finished his answer and suddenly raised his head. At the same time, Feng Zhiwei scolded "Who is that!", raised his hand, and the brush in his hand whizzed out of the window like a flying arrow.
There was a loud sound of the roof tiles shattering, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling and getting up on the tiles, and then there was the sound of wind above and everywhere on the sides, and Feng Zhiwei's secret guards were already chasing after them.
Feng Zhiwei raised her head and looked at the beam, and found a glimmer of light somewhere. She shrank her eyes and flew up to the beam. Sure enough, she found two extremely hidden small mirrors on the beam, both placed at the turning point of the light. , facing her desk, and there is also a small round hole on the side of the roof. As long as someone lies on it and uses the mirror reflection, they can see the actions below. With good eyesight, they can even see what she is writing. , and the position of lying down does not need to be directly above their heads to be easily spotted. The placement of this mirror has been carefully calculated. It is obvious that the other party is prepared. I just don’t know why they made a noise just now. It was because they saw the map in her hand pointing at that moment. direction?
Anyone in the world who can do such tricks next to Feng Zhiwei must be a master of lurking. Feng Zhiwei and Zong Chen looked at each other, neither of them said anything, and both of them had murderous intent in their eyes.
Zong Chen said after a while: "The Dragon Slayer Gang behind the Chen family will definitely take action tonight. Do you think it will be..."
Feng Zhiwei rolled up her sleeves and looked at the dead bamboo rustling against the cold window in the winter night. There was something strange in her eyes. After a while, she slowly shook her head.
The night is getting cold, and the winter night in Jianghuai is different from the nights elsewhere, with a bone-deep chill. Even if it is sunny during the day, at night, white mist is floating everywhere, and the moonlight is reflected on the ground. With light green sparkling light.
The sound of clappers sounded in the distance, as if the night had been drawn into a long and desolate night, and faint cries were carried in the wind. It was the Chen family, known as "shaking half the city", who was hosting a funeral for their family.
"Huhu."
There was a vague sound of wind passing through the darkness, and several figures shot out silently from all directions of the Chief Envoy's Yamen, submerging themselves into the darkness, running in one direction in perfect agreement, and behind them, several figures jumped out. A figure in gray clothes looms behind him like a ghost.
Although those fleeing in front seemed to be in a panic, they were actually heading in a certain direction to the west of the city.
At this time, in the west of the city.
A courtyard that looked particularly majestic suddenly opened its door, and out came many capable men with short swords and shorts, wearing brown shorts, red belts, and a black belt on their arms. Everyone looked solemn, hidden. There is murderous intent.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a lantern has a gloomy light, illuminating the couplets on both sides of the courtyard door. On the left is "The sword dances eighty thousand miles in the wind and rain", and on the right is "The sword carries three thousand feet of red dust". The couplets are simple, but It was written with a tense and murderous spirit, and under the light of the light, it was as sharp as a sword.
This place looks a bit like a martial arts gym, but many people in Jianghuai know that this is the headquarters of the Dragon Slayer Gang and the backer of the Chen family, a powerful family in Jianghuai. The Dragon Slayer Gang was not originally called Slayer Dragon, but Shenglong , is nothing more than a third-rate small gang. It is said that two years ago, someone broke into the mountain gate with a sword and singled out the thirteen leaders below the Shenglong Gang leader. In exchange for Shenglong's return, he took the position of the boss. In just two years, he quickly rose to become The biggest gang in Jianghuai that came later changed its name to Slayer. Such a rebellious gang name will naturally not be made public to the world. Therefore, there is no plaque in front of the main altar. Only this couplet represents it. The Slayer Gang has connected with the big families in Jianghuai and has a large number of people. Hegemony in the world has been really impressive in the past two years.
Someone brought out a large basket filled with thin strips of black cloth. Most people walked over silently, took some and tied them on their arms. A middle-aged man stood silently under the lamp, looking at the chief envoy. He walked in the direction of the Yamen for a long time, his expression changing.
It has been reported that Mr. Chen had a caesarean section in public at Shuiyue Villa. The young master of the Chen family immediately knelt down at the main altar of the Dragon Slayer Gang. The Chief Minister's move was tantamount to inflaming the Dragon Slayer Gang's face. A slap in the face!
If the Dragon Slayer Gang just has to swallow its anger, how can it still hang out on Jianghuai Road in the future?
In the history of Jianghuai, there has never been a fight between the people and the officials. Now we want these **** officials to have a taste of their power!
After a while, the man waved his hand decisively.
Countless short-playing men let out a low "Hey!", the sound was deep and strong, and the chests of thousands of people resonated, making the ground seem to tremble.
The sound of steady and rhythmic rustling footsteps rang out, quickly scraping the ground away. Crowds continued to gather from all directions, silently receiving banners at the door, and then pouring into the streets of the Jianghuai capital like countless black springs. The lanes finally converge in the direction of the Governor's Yamen.