Mazi turned around and scratched his head helplessly, and said disdainfully to several people in black: "It seems that I really can't afford to lose......"

"Is it really a place where you can come and go?" As he spoke, he struck the short stick he was holding on the palm of his other hand one by one, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"What about Qiu Si?" Mazi asked nonchalantly.

"The name of the fourth master is also what you can call? Looks like I'm going to have to take care of your mouth!

As soon as the man in black said that, he shook his strong body and rushed towards Mazi's face, and the short stick in his hand was also directly split head-on!

This time the momentum was so strong that the defenseless pockmarked face naturally did not dare to resist, and flexibly moved half a step to the left, which could be avoided by it.

"This brother, I know that you are also doing things for others, why don't I give you a hundred taels of silver, can you let me go?" The pockmarked face that dodged the attack of the man in black said softly.

"One hundred taels?" The man in black was stunned when he heard this, he was just Qiu Si's thug, and he might not be able to earn a hundred taels in his life, if he ......

Just as he was pondering whether to let go of Mazi Face for a hundred taels, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Mazi Face's mouth, and his right hand flicked lightly on his face, and before the man in black could react, he fell on his back.

"What kind of hex is this!"

The remaining few black-clothed people were shocked, and they had participated in countless street fights, but they had never seen such an evil sect's skills, what was the origin of this person?

"How many of you? Do you want a hundred taels of silver, or do you want my life? Mazi looked at a few people with a malicious face.

"I don't believe in evil yet! Brothers, let's go together! Several men in black made up their minds and rushed over in unison.

Mazi's face was still calm, and instead of retreating, he advanced and greeted a few people.

Facing the chaos of four or five black-clothed people, Mazi's face inevitably took a few hits as soon as he clashed, and he was not idle while suffering pain, and every time his sleeves were brushed, he could put down a black-clothed man.

After a few rounds, the pockmarked face was hit with more than a dozen sticks, two bruises were smashed on his head, and the bulging bag on his head was even more funny.

On the other hand, on the side of the man in black, four people were knocked down by pockmarked faces, and only the remaining two were still standing in the field.

Looking at the companions who fell one after another, the remaining two men in black were already sweating profusely, and this person's evil way was too powerful.

Mazi Face gasped, not giving the two of them a chance to think deeply, and quickly rushed towards them, although the two of them were already wary of Mazi Face, but they were still inevitably swept by his sleeve, and after supporting for a while, they fell to the ground.

Mazi's face was also not lightly injured, and he sat on the ground against the low wall of the alley, and now he was full of external injuries, and a stick on his left arm almost broke his arm.

Wen Xuan, who was hiding on the roof next to the alley, saw this scene clearly, and the side door used by the pockmarked face should be to hide something like anesthetic or poison in his sleeve, and he could use the sleeve robe to cover the other party's mouth and nose while he was not ready, so as to achieve such an effect.

"Come out when you've seen enough, when do you want to hide?" Mazi said suddenly to herself.

Wen Xuan frowned after hearing this, tracking is his own housekeeping ability, this pockmarked face shouldn't find out about it...... But just in case, he took out the dagger and cut a section of the sleeve and tied it to his mouth and nose.

Just as Wen Xuan was ready to make a simple mask, an eerie sneer came from the entrance of the alley, and Qiu Si walked out slowly with a ring-headed knife.

With a narrow head and a long blade on its back, such a treasure knife is even sharper in the cold moonlight, although the blade looks extremely clean, it is enough to imagine how many lives such a murder weapon has caused.

"I'm curious, how did you guess those eighteen points?" Qiu Si asked curiously while wiping the blade of the knife with his sleeve repeatedly.

Mazi didn't answer his question, but said softly: "Fourth Master Qiu made it easy for me to find it......"

"Oh? Sounds like you're deliberately luring me out to meet? Qiu Si tilted his head and asked, still with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Ma Zi suddenly smiled: "When you advocated opening a gambling house in Hangzhou, I knew that you must be an ambitious guy, two years have passed, but I didn't expect you to really break into this great reputation." ”

Qiu Si was taken aback when he heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you remember who you are?"

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Don't understand? Then I'll remind you well. Three years ago, a young man was chased and killed by the enemy, and ran all the way from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Jiangxi, thanks to a kind person who rescued him, he picked up a life. Afterwards, the well-wishers not only avenged him, but also carefully guided him and gave him a great future. ”

After the pockmarked face finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Si and sneered: "The famous Qiu Siye, you must not forget this experience, right?" ”

Qiu Si was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then said lightly: "You are from the Ming Sect. ”

Mazi didn't deny it, just looked at Qiu Si with a cold gaze, "What you did made many people very disappointed. ”

"Disappointed?" Qiu Si shook his head and said seriously: "I only do what I think is right, and it has nothing to do with me whether others are disappointed or not." ”

"What do you think is right?" Mazi sneered: "What do you think is the right thing to do is to provoke civil strife in Qinglong Hall, betray your brothers, and even go so far as to be a lackey of the Yuan Court?" ”

After Mazi finished speaking, he took out a token from his arms and smashed it at Qiu Si.

Qiu Si remained motionless and let the token smash into his face.

After the token fell to the ground, it rolled twice, and finally stopped quietly, revealing the two big characters "Di Tu", which was the altar master token of the Di Earth Altar.

Qiu Si muttered after seeing the token clearly: "It seems that that old guy in the Ditu Altar said a lot of things that shouldn't be said before he died......"

"You were sent by someone from the mountains?" Qiu Si asked softly.

Mazi shook his head and said, "I'm here to clean the portal for Master." ”

"It turns out that you are the apprentice of Old Hall Master Peng, so it makes sense, I don't know which senior brother of the 'Pu' character you are?" Qiu Si asked quietly after confirming the identity of the pockmarked face.

Wen Xuan on the roof was a little surprised after hearing this, it seems that this pockmarked face and Qiu Si are actually the apprentices of Hall Master Peng? The old guy in Qiu Si's mouth is undoubtedly the dead owner of the Ditu Altar.

Unexpectedly, he knew the truth as soon as he arrived in Hangzhou, so it seems that his judgment was not wrong, Qiu Si really took Kang Jintan to the Yuan Court and betrayed Mingjiao.