"Shi, five first-realm qi martial artists, the vigilance is not weak, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too low!"

With the scene of the little beggar before, Wu Ming's mind faded a lot, and he took out a token and shook it.

Although it is secret, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not fall into the eyes of those who care, and he doesn't want people to know his whereabouts.

Even if it's just a day of hiding!

"You ......"

Shi's pupils contracted suddenly, stopping the five subordinates who were about to attack, and made a gesture.

Crash!

These people came and went quickly, and they could see it, and they were well-founded, which made Wu Ming nod secretly, and his hard work was not in vain.

"Subordinate Liang Lei, I've seen the little prince!"

When everyone retreated, the stone leaned over and whispered, his voice trembling faintly.

Although Wu Ming's appearance has changed, the token is the token, and seeing Ling is like coming in person!

Even though he has been away for two years, the Wu Wangfu is still there, and the anthill is still running according to his plan, and it has never been interrupted!

The legend about him has not stopped, but all the beggars who join the anthill will be instilled with a kind of thinking at the beginning, and only Wu Ming is the real master of the anthill!

All kinds of resources for martial arts cultivation, including life, are at its disposal!

It hasn't changed, and it's getting more and more ingrained!

"You're in office today?"

Wu Ming waved his hand indifferently.

"Yes, my subordinates have been on duty for half a month this month, and it has been seven days. ”

Liang Lei bowed his head respectfully and said.

"Take me to the Crypt, you know it alone!"

Wu Ming commanded.

"Yes!"

Although he was a little surprised, Liang Lei still obeyed the order.

Turning around, the two of them walked one after another in the streets of the most ordinary houses in the southern outer city, and even entered through the door several times and came out of the secret passage.

After doing this three or five times, he entered an extremely ordinary courtyard.

"Let's talk about it!"

After sitting down, Wu Ming motioned for Liang Lei to sit down and reply, then slowly closed his eyes to recuperate, while carefully analyzing what Liang Lei said.

Even if everything he knew had been recorded and sent to King Wu's mansion, Liang Lei still did his duty and told everything he knew.

first talked about the general situation of Wu Wangfu, and then talked about the recent events in Song Jing, as well as many details.

Finally, I will also report the current situation of the anthill, no matter how big or small!

"Yes, it looks like you've all made great progress!"

After more than an hour, Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction.

"This is all the cultivation of the little prince who spared no effort, and the care of Wu Wangfu, I waited for today!"

Liang Lei said gratefully from the bottom of his heart.

"Really?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Please be aware of the little prince, if your subordinates have the slightest lie, they will not die well!"

Liang Lei half-knelt on the ground and said solemnly.

"Well, since you are so faithful, then kill someone for me!"

Wu Ming looked at the sky in the distance, his gaze was a little unfathomable.

"The little prince has orders, and his subordinates will never give up, but my strength is low, and I am afraid that I will miss the little prince's big event!"

Liang Lei was slightly stunned, groaned slightly, and said sincerely.

This is not a shirk, but from the heart, after all, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is only a second-realm qi martial artist.

Among the first members of the anthill, they are not considered top-notch, let alone do such murderous deeds!

Of course, since he was a child, he has been messing around in the beggar's nest, although Liang Lei has a down-to-earth and honest face, he is actually an old fritter.

At the beginning, I did a lot of things for half a steamed bun!

"Don't worry, I won't let you do a life-threatening errand, naturally within the scope of your ability. ”

Wu Ming patted him on the shoulder and said lightly.

"Little prince, please command!"

Liang Lei said with a firm gaze.

"Deng Kai!"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

"What? Little Prince......

Liang Lei was shocked and exclaimed.

"Huh?"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed.

"Please forgive the little prince, his subordinates shouldn't have asked, but Brother Deng has been diligent in the past two years, making the anthill power thriving, and now he has completely controlled the underground beggars in Nancheng, even if it is adjacent to the east and west, we have installed a secret sentinel.

If you don't give a suitable reason, I'm afraid the people below will not be convinced!"

Liang Lei lowered his head in horror and said astringently.

"You're not convinced, right?"

Wu Ming said coldly.

"Little Lord Mingjian, I have waited for more than a dozen brothers, and we have been together day and night for many years, and this friendship will not change. ”

Liang Lei raised his head with difficulty, and his face was extremely bitter.

Although the person in front of him has the grace of recreation, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the grace of life, but after all, they are brothers for many years, how can they say that they will be killed?

"Did you know that I can single-handedly build an anthill that will make you beautiful, and I can also beat you back to your original shape in one day?"

Wu Ming said with a blank face.

"If the little prince wants the life of his subordinates, although he takes it, but if I want me to kill the brothers who are indiscriminate, please forgive my subordinates for not being able to do it!"

Liang Lei said bitterly.

On the one hand, there is kindness, and on the other hand, brotherhood, both of which cannot be separated!

"It's a good heart-to-heart, in that case, what's the use of you?"

Wu Ming suddenly changed color, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slapped his palm on the top of his head.

Liang Lei closed his eyes and did not move, waited for a long time, only to feel that the palm wind stopped, but he didn't feel the pain, he couldn't help but open his eyes in a panic, but what he saw was Wu Ming with a smile on his face, and slowly sat back.

"You're good!"

Wu Ming smiled lightly.

"Is the little prince testing his subordinates?"

Liang Lei said a little bitterly.

Anyone who is brave and loyal, in exchange for such a test, will feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's not!"

Wu Ming's smile faded, and his indifference made his heart chill.

"Little prince, you ...... Are you really going to kill Brother Deng?"

Liang Lei's heart trembled, and his fists couldn't help but clench.

"I know you have doubts, but Deng Kai must die, as for the reason for killing him, I will ask Honglian to send things later.

If you don't think he's damned after watching it, then ...... I'll have to send you on my way. ”

Wu Ming got up slowly, walked past Liang Lei, and walked straight out of the courtyard.

"How so, how can it be, how can it be ......"

Until he left, Liang Lei didn't get up, he fell to the ground with a pop, panting heavily, and in addition to fear, there was a deep pain and entanglement in his eyes.

......

"It's a man, and my efforts have not been in vain!"

Walking on the streets where people came and went, Wu Ming replayed the previous scenes in his mind, and he sighed in his heart.

Although he only used coercion and no temptation, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Liang Lei's words were true and from the bottom of his heart.

"However, loyalty is not enough, these days, if you want to climb up, if you don't step on others, you will be trampled on!"

Thinking that the long-awaited plan was about to be implemented, Wu Ming hardened his heart and unswervingly walked towards the True Martial Arts Pavilion.

I didn't pay much attention to it, but went to a store with the name of 'Shen Ji'.

"Shopkeeper, do you have Suzhou brocade silk here?"

Casually looking at the rolls of cloth on the container, Wu Ming asked.

"Yes, we all know that we Shen Ji cloth line, all over the brocade silk have purchases, look at your extraordinary bearing, it must be a good brocade. ”

The shopkeeper was a half-hundred-year-old man, and when he heard that he wanted brocade silk, he knew that he was a big customer, and he immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Bring me eight-foot Suzhou brocade, eight-foot Lanzhou brocade, eight-foot Huaizhou brocade!"

Wu Ming looked at the sample of the goods and said with a wealthy look.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and regardless of the fact that the quantity of goods Wu Ming asked for was quite strange, he immediately measured the size and packed it, and asked if he wanted to send it to the house.

"It's okay, when I first arrived in the capital, I had to buy goods here in the future, so I should know the way!"

Wu Ming pretended to think for a while, then nodded.

"Ah Liang Ah Liang, hurry up and help the distinguished guest to the house, bump it, be careful of your skin!"

The shopkeeper summoned a rather clever young man and told him in words.

"The shopkeeper can rest assured, the uncle can rest assured, and the small one will be done!"

Ah Liang nodded hurriedly, picked up a bunch of brocade silks, and followed Wu Ming out of the door.

Strangely, the two turned into the alley together and came to a rather hidden place.

"Ah Liang, tell your young master, I'll wait for him in Furong Pavilion!"

Taking the brocade silk back, Wu Ming gave an order, and left the alley directly.

Guy Ah Liang, his eyes flashed, and he didn't look back towards the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall not far away.

Furong Pavilion is a wine shop, which is Shen Rong's industry!

Although the Shen family is just a mundane businessman, after two generations of operation by his father and grandfather, it has begun to take shape, and its strength should not be underestimated.

In the southern outer city, it has a lot of prestige!

Even if the rules of a family like the Jia family are not as strict, the Shen family also has rules, that is, the descendants must have the ability to support themselves, otherwise they will not inherit the family business in the future!

It's just that Shen Rong has a vulgar personality, and he believes that only martial arts is the foundation of his foothold, and he doesn't know anything about business, so he lost his capital anyway, so he didn't get angry with his son Shen You.

Fortunately, Wu Ming threaded the needle and led him, so that he got acquainted with Jia Zhengjing, the former is simple-minded, the latter is shrewd like a ghost, but his personality is surprisingly compatible.

As a result, Furong Pavilion came into being!

With Jia Zhengjing's means, he can move his toes and can operate the daily progress of doujin, which naturally helped Shen Rongtian a lot.

That Ah Liang is Shen Rong's companion, the henchman of his henchmen, in addition to serving in Shen Ji Buxing on weekdays, he is specially for Shen Rong to deliver news.

The purchase of three kinds of brocade silk is eight feet each, which is the agreed joint code.

When I arrived at Furong Pavilion and chartered a private room, Wu Ming had a few drinks while looking at the Zhenwu Building not far from the window!

"In addition to the Xuanlei Martial Arts Pavilion to which the Han family belongs, there are actually six martial arts halls, and if you plan to eat the True Martial Arts Martial Arts, you are not afraid of breaking your teeth!"

Silently calculating the information he got from Liang Lei, Wu Ming's eyes were deep and terrifying.

"Brother, you are really my brother, you are finally back, if you don't come back, my old man will have to beat me to death!"

At this moment, Shen Rong's unique male duck voice sounded outside the door.

"Learn smart!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled knowingly.

Now he is dressed as a young man in his twenties, and he is naturally much more mature than Shen Rong in sixteen or seventeen, and it is not surprising to shout brother.

Even if it attracts the attention of someone who cares, it will not think about him.

After all, two years have passed, who would have thought that the son of the Minnong family, who used to be full of storms in the city, would sit here!