"Say, what's going on?" Zhanbai's face was gloomy, and his voice was cold several degrees. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The guy who broke in recklessly in front of him was the new master of Huanhua Hall, surnamed Fan and named Wenhui.

"Owner, damn it, your subordinates were ambushed today. All of the fifty brothers brought by his subordinates died. "The strong man of the dignified Tai Origin Realm, when he said this, he actually fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

Now there are only about 200 people in Huanhuatang, and a quarter of them have been planted in this instant.

"Don't cry." Zhan Bai was furious, "Explain the matter to me as it is, otherwise, you won't do it to the hall master of the Huanhua Hall." ”

Hearing this news, Zhan Bai's heart ached, fifty people, the loss of so many people, for the current Sword Prison Villa, although it is not a pain in the bones, it is also a big blow.

"Owner, since you went to the dungeon the day before yesterday, according to the tax collection task issued by the Discipline Hall, the villa has begun to organize manpower. There are more than 200 people in the subordinate Huanhuatang, keeping in mind the instructions of the owner, and they dare not disperse too much, so they formed three teams. The subordinate personally led fifty people, which was regarded as one, and was responsible for fourteen Xuanjing mines along the way. At the beginning, the tax collection went smoothly, and those peripheral copycat gangs were also very respectful to us. The nerves of his subordinates relaxed a little, but who knows, just today, when we were heading to the next Xuanjing mine, we were ambushed on the way. The other party was all dressed in night clothes, and there were more than 100 people, and the leader's cultivation was only higher than that of his subordinates. The brothers fought all the way, but in the end they were outnumbered, and only one of their subordinates escaped. Fan Wenhui choked up and told the ins and outs of the matter.

"Without further ado, who did it?" Zhan Bai was furious, not only because of this incident, but also disappointed him with Fan Wenhui's performance.

Is it true that the mud can't hold up the wall?

"Subordinate, subordinate damned." Fan Wenhui stammered how he could answer, and finally could only kneel on the ground.

"Damn, damn, then why don't you die!" Zhan Bai gritted his teeth and roared, "If you have no ability, if you have no brains, what is the use of you, will you only come to me to cry, you are a girl?" ”

The sound of the piano on the side was also startled, she had never seen such a big fire in her white hair, and she didn't dare to take a breath in the uneasy atmosphere. As for Fan Wenhui, his expression became more and more ugly.

In the realm of the beginning of the dignified Taishi, he was scolded by a yellow-toothed child of the beginning of the nine grades to be ashamed of himself, and he lost face, if he wanted to say that there was no resentment, it would be strange. What's more, in this matter, Fan Wenhui thinks that he is not a big mistake, first, the other party is overwhelming, and he is ambushed on the way, and it is already a great luck that he can escape. As for who did it, how did he know that the other party was dressed in black and masked, even if it was bright and bright, he might not recognize it.

Thinking of this, looking at Zhanbai, I only felt that the owner in front of me was simply unreasonable and nitpicking, or was he deliberately like this, wanting to take himself to the top of the cylinder?

It's a pity that although his heart is full of resentment, Fan Wenhui doesn't dare to have the slightest thought, he clearly remembers the power of the personal maid next to the owner, and he is far from being an opponent.

"You...... Hey, you go down and heal first, don't spread the word about it, you know? After a long time, Zhan Bai sighed, knowing that even if he scolded the other party for a bloody squirt, it would be useless, so he could only wave his hand helplessly and give an eviction order.

After Fan Wenhui stepped back in response, Zhan Bai sat on the chair as if he had exhausted his strength.

"Childe, stop your anger." Seeing that the matter had passed, Qin Yin plucked up the courage to step forward and soothed Zhan Bai's shoulders while soothing.

"Anger? Hmph, I'm not angry at all, I'm just disappointed. This Fan Wenhui is simply a puddle of mud, the dog jumps off the wall when he is in a hurry, you look at him again, he was scolded by me like that, but he didn't dare to move. Zhan Bai sneered.

"Huh? Did Childe just want to provoke him on purpose? Qin Yin only felt that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of Zhanbai's thinking again.

"Deliberately? Am I that bored? The words I scolded were true. If this piece of waste dies in battle, I'll still be able to look up at him. Zhan Bai scoffed.

"But the slave family thinks that this matter may not be entirely to blame Hall Master Fan, after all, this incident happened too strangely, and the other party's plan is also very well-planned, whether it is an ambush or a mask, there is no chance for Hall Master Fan at all?" Kotone asked the doubts in her heart.

"Isn't there a flaw? The absence of flaws is the biggest flaw. With such a perfect ambush, don't you suspect something? ”

"Doubt? Childe, you mean there is a mole? Qin Yin was shocked.

"Not necessarily, unless this traitor is Fan Wenhui. You must know that the people he brought with him were all wiped out. Zhan Bai shook his head.

"Forgive the slave family for being stupid, and ask the son for advice."

"Hmph, in addition to their team, who have such a clear grasp of Fan Wenhui's whereabouts, what other peripheral gangs are there?" When Zhan Bai said this, his eyes were slightly weak, and he could feel the awe-inspiring cold air through the white veil.

When the piano heard this, there was nothing I didn't understand.

"Childe, you mean, those peripheral gang cottages have also turned against the water?" Qin Yin exclaimed.

"I'm afraid so. So it's not hard to find out at all. The reason why I was so disappointed just now was because of this Fan Wenhui's inaction. The team he led was wiped out, do you see that in addition to crying to me, did he ever have the idea of finding out the truth and taking revenge? Zhanbai became excited again, fortunately, this time, the emotions came and went quickly, and finally turned into a sigh, "Hey, it's hard to find talents." I wanted to train these four people well, but now it seems that I am wishful thinking. As far as Fan Wenhui is concerned, what if I give him the best magic book? Timid and cowardly, with character flaws, he is destined to not be able to get on the stage. ”

"Childe doesn't need to be too arrogant, the so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, after all, our Sword Prison Villa has just been established, and there will always be some uneven personnel quality." Qin Yin hurriedly comforted, and when she said this, her tone changed, and then she asked, "That son, how should I deal with this matter?" ”

"It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, even if I have a good plan, what is the point if I don't have a good general to implement it? Moreover, in this matter, we are likely to have suffered an unjustified disaster. Zhan Bai sighed.

"Childe means ......"

"Remember, when we first arrived in the dungeon, all kinds of signs at that time indicated that Wei Guofu was in great trouble, otherwise, Wei Zhen and his son would not have been so willing to woo me at all costs. This time, Fan Wenhui was intercepted and killed, and I am afraid that he went to Wei Guofu at all. Don't forget, our villa still nominally belongs to Wei Guofu. Zhan Bai analyzed with a meticulous analysis.

"Huh? If that's the case, I'm afraid the background of the person who did it ......" Kotone thought of this, and his face was also full of sorrow.

"At least it's an existence of the same level as Wei Guofu." Zhan Bai spoke for Qin Yin.

At least the existence of the Wei State Mansion level, this is far from what the Sword Prison Villa can contend with.

"What I'm worried about is that this kind of interception will not be only once, as long as it is a few more times, there is no need to deal with us with all our strength, and when the time comes, the Sword Prison Villa will be ......" Although Zhan Bai did not say the latter words, the meaning was already very clear.

People are panicking, even if you give more money, and a few people who dare to stay in the Sword Prison Villa for money and their lives, after people leave the tea and cool, the villa will be beaten back to its original shape in an instant, and there will be few people left.

If the other party is smarter, once the news is walked in the dungeon, it will not be so easy for Sword Hell Mountain to recruit again.

Sure enough, before noon the next day, the scattered tax collection teams returned one after another, bringing bad news one after another.

Almost every team has suffered some degree of interception, and some never returned, even if they were lucky, they were all lost. The entire Sword Prison Villa was filled with an atmosphere of pessimism and trepidation.

Finally, Fan Wenhui and the other four hall masters walked into Zhanbai's study with anxiety, and there was only one thing to do, that is, to resign.

"The subordinates and others are incompetent, and they are ashamed of the cultivation of the owner, so I will resign." The caliber of the four people was surprisingly consistent, and they even did not hesitate to return the sword code that Zhanbai had given them before.

"You're just leaving?" Zhan Bai looked at the four of them with a sneer.

"Zhuang master, it's not that the subordinates and others are ungrateful, it's really ......" One of the hall masters hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage, "This time it is obvious that someone is deliberately targeting the Sword Prison Villa, the other party is powerful, and it is not something we can compete with at all, continue to stay here, there is only a dead end, so ...... Therefore, I hope that the owner of the village will be fulfilled. ”

"Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes. That's it, the twisted melon is not sweet, since you have decided, go ahead. But...... It's been some time since these four booklets were handed over to you, and I won't ask you if you have rubbed them, but the money is gone, so I guess you won't have any opinions. Zhan Bai looked at the four of them coldly.

"I'm okay with that." was punctured by Zhanbai on the spot, and the four of them were also quite embarrassed, where did they dare to mention the matter of dispersing the gang's salary, and after saluting Zhanbai again, they retreated stupidly.

The departure of the four hall masters was a signal, and it was the last straw that crushed the hearts of ordinary gangs. There are constantly people who want to leave with their families, and before the sun sets, the huge Sword Prison Villa is no longer as lively as it used to be, just like a dead city.

Although Zhan Bai was quite mean to the four hall masters of Fan Wenhui, for the ordinary gangsters, Zhan Bai still issued a severance salary, although this move broke the bank, but also avoided the trouble of someone making trouble.

When the dust settles, those who should go will be gone, and those who don't will naturally not go.

The flickering torches illuminated the white face uncertainly.

Standing on the platform, looking at the less than 200 people left in the audience, Zhanbai did not feel much desolate.

"The master of the Snow Refining Hall, Qin Mo Leng, led eighty-five brothers of the Snow Refining Hall, see the owner of the village." I haven't seen it for a few days, and the evil qi on Qin Moleng's body has not only not weakened, but has become more and more intense.

"Why didn't you leave?" Zhan Bai's face was expressionless, but he was full of relief.

"The lord of the village, because of the faith, the faith of killing. On that day, the school was bloodied, and the promise of the owner was also the promise of his subordinates. Life is the owner of the farmer, death is the owner of the owner's ghost. The words that should have been touching came out of Qin Moleng's mouth bluntly, making people not have the slightest urge to burst into tears, but their spirits were lifted.

"Good, good." The first good word, Zhan Bai is still standing on the platform, and the next sentence is very good, he has already appeared in front of Qin Mo Leng, in front of the eighty-five Xue Refining Hall gangs.

Zhanbai's pace was very slow, walking in front of everyone, remembering everyone's face deeply in his mind, and never said a word more.

"From now on, the Snow Refining Hall will be renamed the Blood Refining Dark Hall, and the blood of blood should be treated on par with the sword collar." It wasn't until Zhanbai left that an unquestionable decision slowly floated in.