Na Mohe didn't know that not long after he left, the Northern Beggar Gang was completely wiped off the map of rivers and lakes.

He hurriedly returned home, remembering the process of Jin Sanmu and Zhang Lu's fighting method just now, and he was still shocked.

Baiyunguan and the beggar gang, if he wants to choose a side, he will definitely still choose Baiyunguan.

After all, that family is one of the four major families in the capital, and it is a royal family. And the Baiyun Temple is a true jungle, representing the right way in the world.

Zhang Maniac, who offended the beggar gang, got into some trouble at most.

If you offend Baiyun Temple, it is easy to be excluded by the other three major families.

Compared with the other three, the power of that family was already much worse.

What's more, it's useless to have a lot of power. How was the Li family back then? It didn't disappear from the capital overnight!

However, what about the marriage between the family and the beggars?

When Na Mo He saw Na Ru'an, he was taken aback and asked, "Why did you come back?" ”

Na Ru'an sneered: "Do you want me to die in the beggar gang, so that you don't have to be embarrassed, you can also take this opportunity to talk to Zhang Luo about the conditions, and at the same time go to Baiyunguan to complain and get the support of Baiyunguan." ”

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Na Mohe's face sank. He did have such thoughts, but he only thought about it, and he didn't expect that Ru An would guess and dare to say it in front of him.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense?"

"Okay, you don't have to deny it." Na Ru An said coldly, "I didn't come back to argue with you, I came back to tell you that from now on, I will be in charge of that family's affairs." ”

"What?" Na Mohe thought he had misheard, "Why? ”

"Why ......," Ru An sneered, "just by this!" ”

He suddenly grabbed Na Mohe's neck.

"You ......"

Na Mohe wanted to struggle, but Na Ru'an's strength was too great, and he couldn't break free at all.

A trace of black qi was released from Na Ru'an's hand.

The flesh and blood on Na Mo's face quickly dried up, and in the end, only a human skin was left wrapped around the bones, and there was endless horror in the bulging eyes.

……

The autumn breeze is bleak, the river bank is open, and it is the time to enjoy the tide in Qiantang.

The banks of the river are crowded with people.

A hunchbacked old man, on a black cane, walked along the river.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a huge sculpture, stopped to look at it, and sighed:

"Back then, King Qian shot the tide, how heroic! It's a pity that the Si people have passed away, and there is no one who shoots the tide! ”

When a group of young people frolicked, they wanted to take a photo in front of the sculpture of King Qian, and saw that the hunchbacked old man had been standing in front of the sculpture for a long time.

A girl stepped forward and said to the hunched back of the old man, "Uncle, can you let me take a picture." ”

The hunchbacked old man turned around.

I saw that he was blind in both eyes, and there were only two pale holes, and there were no eyeballs in them. The eyes are covered with ugly scars, twisted and twisted, like a swarm of bugs crawling.

When the girl saw the old man's face, she screamed in fright.

A couple of boys came over and left the girl behind.

The girl said, "Let's go, change places." ”

A boy said, "There are people everywhere, how can there be a place to take pictures, just here." ”

He looked at the old man with a little disgust and said, "Hey, old man, we want to take pictures here, you let me go!" ”

The old man responded with an "oh oh", crutches, and staggered to the side.

Young people gathered in front of the statue of King Qian and prepared to take pictures.

Someone said, "Tell the old man to shoot us." ”

Another person said, "What kind of eyes do you have, that's a blind man, how do you shoot?" ”

"That's it, and he's so ugly, I can't even eat when I look at his face."

"This kind of person, what are you doing in the world, if I were to jump into the river and die, I would have wasted food."

……

The old man slowly walked away amid the laughter of the young man.

Someone by the river is shouting: "The tide is coming!" The tide is coming! ”

The old man also came to the river, hunched over, on crutches, and looking at the vast river with beadless eyes.

A white line appeared on the river to the east, slowly moving this way.

You can faintly hear the sound of a thunderous tide.

It didn't take long for the tide to appear in people's sight.

No matter how the patrolmen shouted to stop them, people scrambled to lean on the riverside guardrail, held up their mobile phones, and filmed the tide.

That group of young people is also among them.

One of the young men said, "I thought it was so powerful, but that's how it looked!" ”

Another said, "That's not enough, look at the tide, it has to be more than a meter high, right?" ”

"Isn't it blowing more than ten meters high? How can it be more than a meter, boring! ”

"More than ten meters is a sky-high tide, you have to go to the beauty dam to see."

"Then why are we here?"

"Cut, do you know how many people there are in the Beauty Dam and where to stand?"

……

They were chatting when they overheard someone say, "Who said that only the Beauty Dam has a sky-high tide?" Back then, Qian Biao, the king of Wuyue, led 10,000 elite soldiers, stretched bows and crossbows, and fired 10,000 arrows to shoot the tide back, which was here. This is the place where the tide is highest! ”

The young man looked at the place where the voice came from, and it was the ugly old man who was hunchbacked and blind just now, and he sneered.

"Cut, King Qian's shooting tide is just a legend, stupid beep is serious!"

"Let's go, let's stay away from him, in case we fall into the river, don't lie to us."

The tide is approaching, thousands of horses galloping, the earthquake trembles, and the sound of thunder is endless.

The young man finally felt a hint of shock brought by the tide, shut his mouth, and looked intently.

The hunchbacked old man's cloudy white eyes flashed, and he said softly: "Do you know why the tide head is dozens of meters high? That's because there are dragons going up the river. Do you think Qian Biao is shooting the tide? No, he shot a dragon! ”

Unfortunately, people's ears were already filled with the sound of the tide, and no one heard his words.

Even if you hear it, it's probably just a joke.

The old man sighed lightly: "The Si people have passed away, who else can shoot the tide today?" ”

With that, he raised the black cane in his hand.

A wisp of black smoke flew out of the cane and drifted towards the river.

When we reached the river, when the tide came, the black smoke rushed into it.

People suddenly heard a roar that seemed to be a tiger but not a tiger, like a horse but not a horse, and the sound actually drowned out the sound of the rolling tide.

"What's that sound?"

Just as people were asking questions in surprise, they suddenly saw the tide suddenly explode, setting off a huge wave dozens of meters high.

The shadow of a dragon looms in the waves.

But people didn't have time to discern the real illusion, and the huge waves were empty, and they were already hitting both sides.

The waves of dozens of meters in the center of the river surged to the bank of the river, and they were more than ten meters high.

With a bang, the waves crashed on the shore, creating a torrent flood that drowned the crowd watching the tide.

The tide recedes, carrying a vortex, swallowing everything.

The group of young people who were watching from the shore were also swept up in the river, and a few of them disappeared.

The hunchbacked old man gently touched the crutches in his hand on the ground, and a cloud of black smoke flew back into the crutches.

Hunched over and on crutches, he walked along the wet riverbank.

His steps seemed faltering, but they were actually fast. One step out, people are often already dozens of steps away.

After a while, he had arrived at Haicheng from Qiantang, and then passed through Haicheng and entered Hecheng.

No one noticed his presence until two of the Zhao family's security guards saw him.

The hunchbacked old man stopped outside the door of the Zhao family's manor, looked inside the manor with pale and empty eyes, and said to himself:

"Well, it should be here."

"Hey, what are you doing?" The security guard saw the ugly old man with a disgusted face, "I want to go to the city center for food, this is a private manor." ”

The old man ignored it, and walked inside.

The security guard rushed forward to stop him with a stick.

"Get out! Don't roll again and be careful to break your bones! ”

The old man's footsteps did not stop, but he gently pointed at him with the cane in his hand.

The security guard paused suddenly, his hands still raised, his legs still raised, and his mouth open, but he didn't move, as if time had stopped.

Then, his chest burst open with a thud, and a large hole appeared, and blood spurted out of the hole, turning into a cloud of blood mist, all of which was sucked away by the dragon's head.

The security guard fell to the ground and turned into a shriveled zombie.

The other security guard was so frightened that he didn't even have the courage to pick up the walkie-talkie as he watched the old man walk towards him.

The old man did not stop and walked in front of the security guard.

The security guard only felt that the flower in front of him was gone.

He doubted whether what he had just seen was true, and it was not until he saw the dried corpse of his companion that he trembled and picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted inside.

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