Chapter 0132 Zhang Xiaoyu's Friendship

Lao Kui's expression showed a look of horror, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu standing in front of him, the thin figure became more and more blurred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Help me"

Lao Kui seemed to have something to say.

However, the figure that appeared behind him didn't give him the slightest chance at all, the dagger moved, the cold light flashed, and directly cut Lao Kui's throat, the blood passed quickly, and Lao Kui's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Yes or no"

The sound was very indistinct.

Lao Kui's eyes showed a trace of regret, and his body fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the fallen corpse, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a short silence.

"He buried him and gave his family two hundred thousand silver. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu's voice said calmly.

"Yes!"

The figure that was slowly wiping the blood from the dagger spoke.

"Did you get what I asked you to deliver?"

The figure put away the dagger, only to see that there was a short and delicate leather sheath hidden in his sleeve, and the dagger was inserted directly into the leather sheath, which was well hidden.

"It's delivered, but there's a bit of a basket. ā€

A casual answer.

"What basket?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's voice was still as calm as ever.

"I killed a man. ā€

The words replied again.

"Didn't I tell you Ling Konghan, don't kill people at will?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's tone was a little cold.

There was a hint of murder in Ling Konghan's eyes, and he said: "I have no choice, when I go, Prince Gong is to set up a Hongmen banquet, if I don't kill people, then I will die." ā€

"Oh!"

On Zhang Xiaoyu's body, an invisible chill emanated.

"Hongmen Banquet, Prince Gong is really an old fox, it seems that he really has a different heart. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu's side, the chill was pressing.

With a smile on his face, Ling Konghan slowly walked in front of Li Qifeng, enjoying the amazing chill.

"You leave first, take care of this Lao Kui's affairs, no matter what, he is an old man in the gang, I don't want the other brothers in the gang to be cold. ā€

In a short period of time, the chill emanating from Zhang Xiaoyu's body disappeared, and was replaced by calm and calm.

"Gotcha. ā€

Ling Konghan said loudly.

As soon as the figure moved, he picked up the corpse on the ground, and with a few jumps, it completely disappeared without a trace.

It's been in place for a while.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know what he was thinking.

"Wood Blade, accompany me to meet someone. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly said loudly.

Almost instantaneously, behind Zhang Xiaoyu, a figure stood respectfully, dressed in black, revealing a very white face, just like the Qinglou woman who was approaching her twilight years smeared a lot of powder in order to hide her old face. The very white face looks very handsome, with willow eyebrows and melon seed face, and there is a little bit of heroism between the eyebrows, which has both the masculinity of a man and a bit of femininity, giving people a very wonderful feeling.

"See whom?"

Wood Blade said softly.

His voice is thin and brittle.

"A person who comes from the original way will not be in much danger, and there is no need to greet others. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu said with a serious expression.

Wood Blade nodded.

The bodies of the two walked side by side, walking very fast.

The inn where they lived had been destroyed, and Li Qifeng and the three of them had to find a place to rest again, but fortunately, the old shopkeeper of the inn had a good relationship with the shopkeeper in the teahouse, and Li Qifeng and the three of them made King Nawu deflated, and the shopkeeper of the teahouse also made friends intentionally, so they provided accommodation for Li Qifeng and the three of them.

Businessmen are like this, smiling at all directions, and their minds are naturally flexible people, people in the rivers and lakes have always been kind and must be repaid, this is a rare opportunity to make friends, how can you give up in vain.

Under the suggestion of the ghost knife, Li Qifeng did not refuse again, and generously took refuge in the teahouse.

It's sunset.

Li Qifeng and the old shopkeeper in the inn chatted with great interest about some interesting things in the imperial capital, as an authentic person in the imperial capital, the old shopkeeper's voice in the imperial capital is really wonderful, those wild anecdotes that have been circulated in the imperial capital in recent years are all carefully told, quite a bit of storyteller posture.

And Li Qifeng is also enjoying it.

When the mood was in full swing, the attendants of the teahouse hurriedly came.

"Distinguished guest, someone wants to see you. ā€

The squire's tone was very polite, even polite and a little fake.

Li Qifeng glanced at the attendant and said, "Who is it?"

The attendant shook his head and said, "I know that too, but they are already waiting in the box. ā€

Li Qifeng nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of playfulness.

At this time, the ghost face and the ghost knife are not here.

But someone came to the door appropriately and asked to see him, which is too coincidental, and the only explanation is that someone has been secretly monitoring him, so the timing can be so accurate.

With a hint of a smile on his face, Li Qifeng said politely to the attendant: "Lead the way." ā€

As soon as the old shopkeeper of the inn spoke, Li Qifeng smiled at him and said, "Wait a minute, old man, there are indeed too many interesting things in this imperial capital, and I haven't heard enough about it." I'll come when I go. ā€

The old shopkeeper nodded and said, "Be careful." ā€

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Since someone came to see him, why did he squirm.

Enter the private room.

Two figures were already sitting quietly, and one was making tea.

"You may be seated. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu's expression was rare with a smile, and he said to Li Qifeng.

Li Qifeng sat down generously.

The wooden blade put a cup of tea in front of Li Qifeng.

"Please have tea. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu said again.

Li Qifeng smiled, picked up the teacup, took a few sips, and said a word of appreciation, it was really good tea.

The smile on Zhang Xiaoyu's face was even worse, and he said loudly: "Brother, it's really hard work all the way. ā€

Li Qifeng put down the teacup and said, "It's not hard, but you people are hard." ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the teacup, drank all the tea in it, and said: "Brother is too careful, I don't have any malice in coming to you this time, I just want to make friends with you." ā€

Li Qifeng looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "I have heard a sentence that you are courteous and courteous, either a traitor or a thief, but I don't seem to meet anything." ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly laughed loudly.

"That's right. ā€

"I'm really making friends with my brother this time, and maybe in the future, we will have the opportunity to work together. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu said in a relaxed tone.

Li Qifeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Cooperation?"

"To cooperate. ā€

Zhang Xiaoyu said in a firm tone.

"Why?"

Li Qifeng asked out loud.

Zhang Xiaoyu's expression regained his calmness, looked at Li Qifeng, the two looked at each other, and said: "The time is not ripe, it is inconvenient to talk more, today you drank the tea in the same clay pot as me, which means that you and I have established a basic trust, and I hope this trust will be forever." ā€

End of speech.

Zhang Xiaoyu got up and left.

The wooden blade followed.