Chapter VIII Making Decisions
Before they knew it, the two of them had fallen into a short silence and came to the end of the gravel road. Ye Chenfeng saw that the night was getting darker, the thin frost was slightly rising, and then looked at Zhao Ling'er, who was silent with his head bowed, and couldn't help touching his head: "Miss Ling'er, it's not too early, so I'll retire first." ”
"Brother Chen Feng, with what I know about Daddy, he may take some action against the Black Tiger in the next few days, I know this may be a bit presumptuous, but I implore Brother Chen Feng to help when the time comes, Ling'er has thanked Brother Chen Feng in advance. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Linger finally mustered up the courage and begged for it.
"I'll think about it. Ye Chenfeng knew that the stakes were high, so he didn't agree like a stunned person, nor did he refuse, but just gave an ambiguous answer. In this regard, the Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart.
After getting this answer, Zhao Ling'er was already quite satisfied, and she also understood that the two were not related to each other, and it was normal for Ye Chenfeng to ignore her, not to mention such a cautious attitude at the moment.
At that moment, the two said goodbye and separated, and said no more.
On the way back, when Ye Chenfeng asked about it, the Burst Blood Pattern Tiger was silent, but let it make his own decision, which was suspected of throwing off the shopkeeper, which made Ye Chenfeng have a headache.
Zhao Ling'er didn't know about Ye Chenfeng's troubles, but at this moment she came to the attic where Zhao Tianhua lived and told Zhao Tianhua everything about what happened. Zhao Tianhua was just silent and repeatedly tapped the jade white table with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, making a low sound like hitting a wooden fish.
"Although this son is young, he acts in a measured manner. What's more, he is so young, his cultivation is already quite good, and over time, he may be able to become a giant. It seems that the third child's guess will not be wrong, but it's a pity, such a natural beauty was born in a wealthy family, and it is not something that a small force like us in a poor country can win over. Zhao Tianhua sighed, as if he was a little unwilling, but more helpless.
"Daddy, have you ever thought about taking action against that Song Qing today?" Zhao Ling'er wanted to probe her Daddy's tone.
"You don't need to ask about this, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow, you can go back and rest. Zhao Tianhua, who has always been obedient to Zhao Ling'er, showed a rare stereotypical posture at this moment.
Zhao Ling'er vaguely guessed something, but she was so eccentric that she kept silent, just retreated and left this somewhat gloomy pavilion. With Zhao Ling'er's departure, and the back and forth pace of Zhao Tianhua, who was silent with a tightly knit brow, this already depressed study fell into a strange silence.
A moment later, a person walked out of the study. This person was dressed in a gray cloth robe, and his slightly rickety figure was covered by the thick cloth robe. His face was buried in a dark yellow hat, and he did not know joy or sorrow.
He quietly looked at Zhao Tianhua, who was contemplative, and then asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Big brother, have you really thought about it?"
"How can I not know about Song Qing's conspiracies, but his strength is stronger than mine, and I have to choose to endure in the past few years. In the past few days, I have been lucky enough to break through to the sixth-level Heavenly Master, and coupled with the second-grade mid-level spiritual weapon Ice Spirit Sword that you secretly purchased, I think I also have the power to deal with that traitor. Since I have also reached the same level as him, why should I be afraid of him? If I want to fight, then I will fight happily!" At this time, Zhao Tianhua's eyes burst with essence, and a sense of pride seemed to rise to the sky, making people see his iron-blooded side that he could control the blood knife for many years.
"There is one more thing, what does the eldest brother plan to do with today's young man of unknown origin?" The gray-robed man said what Zhao Tianhua was entangled in his heart.
"This son is not to be neglected, much less to be used. It would be great if he volunteered to help tomorrow. If he departs, we must not force him to stay. Zhao Tianhua instructed.
The gray-robed man nodded and left, and the antique study was quiet again, except for the curling green smoke from the copper-green incense burner next to the table.
The morning sun was very soft, and Ye Chenfeng, who was in a happy mood, finished eating, walked into the meeting hall with a slightly depressing atmosphere, looked at Zhao Ling'er who was smiling and smiled, and then looked at the two brothers Zhao Long and Zhao Hu, who were silent, and finally looked at Zhao Tianhua, who was in the main position. Today's Zhao Tianhua is less kind than yesterday and a little more solemn. Beside him, a gray-robed man with a hat covering his face waited quietly.
"I don't know if the cold house food has ever met the appetite of the little brother?" Zhao Tianhua smiled gently.
"That's all there is to it. Although Ye Chenfeng's words responded politely, his eyes looked at the gray-robed man beside Zhao Tianhua intentionally or unintentionally.
How could Zhao Tianhua, who was so experienced, not know what Ye Chenfeng was thinking, he smiled: "I forgot to introduce, this is the second child, Wu Ming, who has been out for darts all year round, and only came back today." ”
"I've seen Wu Ming's seniors. Ye Chenfeng hugged his wrist and bowed his hand, and did the gift of his juniors.
"You're welcome. Wu Ming's words were concise and to the point, and his actions seemed quite neat.
"Uncle Zhao has been bothered for a long time yesterday, and today the kid left first. Ye Chenfeng said the purpose of this trip.
"Brother Chenfeng, aren't you going to stay for a few more days?" Zhao Ling'er frowned when she heard this, her face was a little anxious, and she couldn't help but stay.
"Hey, since the little brother has made up his mind, I won't have to say anything more. Zhao Tianhua gestured to Zhao Ling'er with his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Ling'er spit out her fragrant tongue and grimaced at Zhao Tianhua.
If so, the boy will go first. In the future, we will see you in the rivers and lakes. "Ye Chenfeng rarely has a touch of the aura of the rivers and lakes, even the Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger is secretly surprised.
Everyone in the blood knife hugged their wrists and bowed their hands to show their farewell.
When Ye Chenfeng was about to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of Zhao Tianhua starting to arrange his troops, and immediately his heart moved, and he faintly guessed something.
Immediately, Ye Chenfeng turned around again and smiled: "Uncle Zhao has to fight with the Black Tiger Mercenary Group today? If this is the case, the kid is not talented, but he is willing to contribute his modest efforts to help the Blood Knife Mercenary Group return triumphantly." ”
Although the Flame Blood-Patterned Tiger did not explicitly say that he would let Ye Chenfeng wade into troubled waters, Ye Chenfeng also understood that in fact, his tiger uncle still hoped that he could participate more in the disputes in this world in order to gain experience in the world. Therefore, hearing Zhao Tianhua's words, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to ask for battle. He himself also has a good impression of the Blood Knife, and he is willing to help one or two.
Zhao Ling'er, who was originally a little lost because of Ye Chenfeng's departure, suddenly had bright eyes flashing, and looked at the emaciated figure with some surprise.
Compared with the Zhao brothers, Wu Ming was even more surprised. His terrifying face, which was hidden under the hat, with a hideous scar crawling, showed a rare look of surprise.
Of course, it was Zhao Tianhua who was even more unexpected. At this moment, a smile appeared on his slightly old face, he knew that with Ye Chenfeng's joining, but more on behalf of him, the joining of the forces behind Ye Chenfeng would inevitably tilt the balance of victory towards the Blood Knife Mercenary Group.
Zhao Tianhua smiled heroically: "I can't ask for it!"
Along the way, the elite men and horses of the Blood Knife Regiment marched in an orderly manner towards the Black Tiger Mercenary Group in the east of the town. There were not many pedestrians on the road in the early morning, and the sound of horses' hooves from such a large-scale operation resounded throughout the town.
Some of the residents who were woken up wanted to scold, but when they saw that the other party was a bloody knife, they died down on the spot and forcibly held back the anger in their hearts to expose the matter.
After a few moments, everyone came to a black mansion. The door of the mansion was wide open, and there was no one guarding the door. Above the mansion, a gilded bronze plaque hangs horizontally. In the plaque, a black demon tiger pattern with a tiger's mouth blazing jumped on it.
On the periphery of the mansion is a five-foot-thick iron wall. Inside the fine iron wall, the ground made of pieces of frost autumn white jade flickered and fluoresced under the morning light. Warm, but not dazzling.
Obviously, this extremely luxurious mansion is the location of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group.
After a short period of surprise, Ye Chenfeng's impression of the Black Tiger Regiment in his heart deteriorated even more. Presumably, the current prosperity is all based on the looted people's fat and ointment.
"Song Qing, if you are brave enough, you will come out and die! Today, I will wash your sick worm with blood!" Zhao Hu took a step forward, and a low muffled roar resounded through the sky.
"How qualid do you qualify to bloodwash my Black Tiger Mercenary Group? Such funny words are really the only thing I have heard in my life. A moment later, a scathing voice came from the depths of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment's mansion. Then, a handsome young man dressed in a black and white gentleman's uniform walked out slowly. Behind them was a team of mercenaries dressed in black tiger armor, all of them tall and large, with bloodthirsty mania in their eyes. And the most powerful in this mercenary team is Sun Qi, who had a grudge with Ye Chenfeng yesterday. At this moment, Sun Qi looked at Ye Chenfeng in the crowd with resentment, but under the young man's signal, he did not make any drastic moves.
As for the young man who was truly the backbone, his complexion was as fair as that of a woman, and a feminine color prevailed between his brows. It's a pity that the words that flew out between the thin lips were more chilling than the white snow of the wax moon! His well-maintained hands were as smooth as jade, but the scene of the fan on the dark blue folding fan that was unfolded at the moment was a terrible scenery. It was an unsightly picture of a garden full of spring with several half-naked young women.
"Song Zhiming, there is nothing wrong with you parasite here, hurry up and call your master to come out and speak!" Zhao Hu rolled his eyes, his words filled with harsh disdain and impatience.
"A coarse man is a coarse man, who has not even learned the language of this mortal, but only utters the roar of an animal. The disdain in Song Zhiming's eyes was even stronger, and his words were full of sarcastic coldness.
"You fart! Only a sven scum like you would put this unbearable bullshit!" Zhao Hu's face turned red, his eyes glared angrily, and there was a tendency to draw his knife against each other if he didn't agree with each other.
"Who is this person, and how can he say things as shameless as a shrew scolding the street? Ye Chenfeng, who was originally watching coldly, also frowned slightly at this moment, and asked Zhao Ling'er, whose pink face was already covered with cold frost beside him.
"This guy named Song Zhiming is Song Qing's adopted son, don't look at him polite on the outside, but his inner dirt is the same as his adoptive father. I met him once in the street before, and when he saw that I was a little good-looking, and that I was about the same age as him, he had a bad idea, and tried to marry me with a few trades. Fortunately, Daddy refused to avoid letting me fall into the fire.
However, because of this, Song Zhiming held a grudge against my father, and had been secretly instigating his adoptive father Song Qing to put pressure on the blood knife. It can be said that the blood knife can have the humiliation of the past, and he Song Zhiming has half of the 'credit'. Zhao Ling'er looked at the man and said with deep hatred.
"I see, I didn't expect such a villain to exist in this world, it's really a long experience. Ye Chenfeng's eyes were cold, and he looked at Song Zhiming, who had an elegant appearance, with disgust.
It seems that if you say anything, you have to teach the lackeys of this skinless and faceless Black Tiger mercenary group a good lesson.