Suzhou, Tianjie Long Street.

The sky was gray, the air was scattered with light raindrops, and the breeze was blowing, and it was cold. The vendors on the street were not affected in the slightest, and were still shouting and shouting.

On an early stall, there was a middle-aged man about thirty years old, with a full beard, looking very masculine, with murderous anger in his eyes, his breakfast had been eaten for a long time, but he still had no intention of leaving, the boss opened his mouth several times, and did not dare to drive this person away.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, there are not many pedders, there is a very tall and burly middle-aged man who appears on the street, it attracts the attention of many people, and everyone's eyes are invariably staring at this guy. Some people look at him because he is too tall, more than most people, some people look at him because he is so ugly, he is simply ugly, and some people look at him because he is too different, because he looks like he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Of course, everyone who has seen this ugly man's face will regret it, because seeing this man is like seeing a mourning god, and maybe this night will have nightmares.

The ugly man slowly walked to the bearded man's side, and after the two glanced at each other, the ugly man sat down and shouted loudly: "Osmanthus lotus root porridge, add brown sugar, four bowls." ”

The boss didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to serve it, he didn't know why the other party wanted four bowls at once, and he didn't know if he would give money, but he just hoped that this morning could be spent safely and nothing happened.

Today is the third day of the third month of March, this is a very special day, the southeast king Zhu Mian wants to do good, his horse team will pass through the place, will continue to scatter money, it is said that just a heavenly long street, scattered money will be more than 10,000 yuan, every year, five years have never been an exception.

At this time of year, the streets are already overcrowded, but why is it so deserted today? The owner of the breakfast stall muttered, as if it was because there was one more man with a fierce look in his eyes, and after a few extremely ugly men, there were fewer people.

Suddenly, there were more people on the street, as if these people appeared out of thin air, all kinds of people, but there were no old people, women, children, of course, this is understandable, after all, when the money is scattered, the streets will be very chaotic, if you don't do well, people will be pushed down, trampled, of course, there will be no children, old people, women.

Beggars, beggars from the entire city of Suzhou have flocked here, today is the southeast king scattered money, beggars grab money, this group of guys are practicing the skills of grabbing money all year round, after all, good luck, beggars with good skills rob this time, you can squander most of the year, and at worst you can be comfortable for seven or eight days.

With the sound of gongs and drums, followed by a team of horses slowly passing through the long street of the Heavenly Realm, a large number of copper coins scattered from the hands of the soldiers on horseback, falling into the crowd like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens.

Snatching money, at this moment finally kicked off, some people jumped up to grab it, some people squatted on the ground to pick it up, some people took the opportunity to push others down, and of course, some people took the opportunity to rob other people's money.

The horse team is divided into the front team and the rear team, the front team has a total of 90 horses, divided into two rows on the left and right, the soldiers of the left horse team all wear black hats, and the purse with money on the back of the horse is also black, and the soldier of the horse team on the right wears a red hat, and the purse with money on the back of the horse is red.

There were fifty horses in the rear team, not divided into left and right teams, but directly a team, which looked like the clothes of the family, all of them were soapy, but they all carried weapons, but they did not wear armor like the front team.

The front and rear teams guarded the yellow carriage in the middle, which was a carriage drawn by eight horses, and the horses were all yellow horses, and the horses did not even have a single stray hair on their bodies. The carriage was also golden yellow, and the body of the carriage was still inlaid with gold, and the bright yellow curtain of the carriage was drawn, and nothing could be seen from the outside and from the inside.

The ugly man who looked like a mourning god said to himself: "The battle is still very big, this southeast king Zhu Mian, and he also has a ninety-five supreme driving, if the person who picks up the money shouts a long live, this guy may have his tail up to the sky." ”

"Then you just shout and try." The fierce bearded man's tone was unusually cold, and he said coldly: "As long as someone shouts long live, it is estimated that this southeast king will not be far from going to hell." ”

"Shout and shout, who is afraid of whom. I will see if this southeast king will go to hell. ”

Bao Xu, the god of mourning, stood up and shouted loudly: "King of the Southeast, long live, please reward the Lord of Long Live." ”

King of the Southeast, long live, please long live the Lord reward, these eleven words are like eleven heavy hammers hammered to Zhu Mian's chest, and his chest is very uncomfortable, as if there is a mouthful of blood to spurt out.

"It's not good, something is going to happen" Zhu Mian immediately realized that it was not good, but at this time, a group of killers suddenly appeared in the crowd, and these people rushed towards the carriage from all directions.

The assassins seemed to have a division of labor, some impacted the front horse team, some impacted the back horse team, and of course, the dozen or so assassins in the lead had a clear goal and directly attacked the carriage.

The sudden change caused panic among the common people, and everyone began to flee in all directions, shouting and crying began to sound.

The fierce bearded man didn't seem to see anything, he still sat in place, unhurriedly drinking osmanthus lotus root porridge, it turned out that the osmanthus lotus root porridge that the mourning god wanted was for this guy to drink.

Although Zhu Mian, the king of the southeast, was very uncomfortable, he did not panic in the slightest, as if all this had nothing to do with him. The guy pulled out a string of Buddhist beads and read it slowly.

The soldiers on the horse team, the family members desperately protected the safety of the carriage, and at this time, countless soldiers poured in from all directions. The brutal slaughter began, with soldiers slaughtering the hapless people, especially beggars, and assassins brutally hunting soldiers, and the streets of the Celestial Realm suddenly seemed to turn into a hell on earth.

At this time, the horseman who rode the horse was considered to have fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes, the target was too big, he couldn't dodge, and became the object of being hunted, and what was even worse was that due to the chaos of the scene, the horseback riding acted extremely unchanged, the attack could not be pressed, the defense was not flexible, and the mortality rate was obviously very high.

It didn't take much effort, the entire Heavenly Realm Long Street was already surrounded by sergeants from all directions, this group of soldiers was a killing machine, after entering the Heavenly Realm Long Street, they killed people on sight, extremely cruel.

The bearded man's gaze became even more vicious, but he still didn't move, drinking the osmanthus lotus root porridge unhurriedly, and said while drinking: "It's good to drink without adding brown sugar, but it's a pity that the food has been ruined like this." ”

The Assassin quickly rushed to the carriage, but the sword slashed as if it had been slashed into an iron plate, and the crisp sound of metal striking did not damage the carriage at all.

One of the Assassin's swords stabbed at the window of the carriage, but it couldn't get in, and it was a small iron and steel window with a small lattice, and the sword couldn't get into it.

There were more and more soldiers outside, but the assassins couldn't pierce the carriage, and they couldn't hurt Zhu Mian, who was sitting in the carriage, at all. In this case, the Assassins grabbed the horses and rushed outward.

Bao Xu, the god of mourning, strode towards the carriage, this guy directly overturned the carriage with both arms, and Zhu Mian, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly fell and injured, his head and face were hit hard, and blood flowed out immediately.

It was not enjoyable to overturn it once, and Bao Xu, the god of mourning, overturned the carriage for the second time, and the third time, Zhu Mian inside was just thrown around inside.

When the carriage was overturned for the fifth time, the bearded man rushed towards the mourning god like a cheetah, and struck at the other party with a heavy iron fist, one punch heavier than a punch, and one punch faster than a punch.

Not to be outdone, the two fought together.

There were fewer and fewer people on the streets of the Heavenly Realm, and in the end, except for the two people who were fighting, only the soldiers remained.

Run, at this time, Bao Xu, the god of mourning, turned around and ran away with two false knives, and those soldiers saw that the assassin was about to run, so they hurriedly intercepted it.

Bao Xu, the god of mourning, was like a flock of sheep, and those soldiers couldn't stop him at all, and this guy quickly disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the soldiers who protected Zhu Mian in the entire heavenly realm, only the bearded man was left, and this guy was soon surrounded by soldiers, but he neither wanted to resist nor be arrested, so he shouted loudly: "My name is Mu Hong, I was sent by Lord Liu, I saved Lord Zhu, you can't arrest me." ”

At this time, Zhu Mian, who had a blue nose and swollen face, walked out of the carriage, and he shouted loudly in an extremely bad mood: "What Lord Liu, arrest this guy back first." ”

"My family, Liu Zhenglong, said that he was a good friend of yours."

"Liu Zhenglong?" Zhu Mian pondered for a moment and said, "Invite him to the house, don't slack off." ”

Zhu Mian, who was in an extremely bad mood, was not in the mood to think too much at this time, and when he returned home, he whipped his son Zhu Xiaowu with a leather whip for half a night that night, after all, this guy was in charge of the guards this time, and it was normal for him to be whipped if something happened.

The next morning, when Zhu Mian, who was in an extremely bad mood, was eating breakfast, someone came to report that Liu Zhenglong was asking to see him.

No, to be honest, Zhu Mian, who is in a bad mood, doesn't want to see anyone, in his eyes, Liu Zhenglong is just a small official with a big sesame seed, and he can't look down on him at all.

can't look down on it, but in the end, Zhu Mian still met Liu Zhenglong, after all, this guy is a protégé of the Son of Heaven and a cronie of Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, in this eventful season, it is better not to offend this villain.

If Liu Zhenglong knew that Zhu Mian regarded himself as a villain, he didn't know how this guy felt, this assassination operation on the forehead of the Heavenly Realm Changjie was extremely sloppy, and it was destined to have no good effect, but it could be regarded as a knock on the mountain and a tiger, which made Zhu Mian nervous and uneasy, which was very important for the subsequent actions.