Blue bricks and green tiles, an hour ago, this was still a courtyard of Zhiyue Gate.

"Seep! Good, good, good, seep! It's seeping there, too. ”

At this moment, several members of the Iron Sword Gate were carrying buckets and pointing to the two seepage places in the courtyard with happy faces, shouting excitedly.

With a wave of his hand, the little leader said "dig", and some of the gangsters who had been gathering momentum for a long time carried hoes and pickaxes to dig at the seepage place on the ground.

Everyone was already familiar with this, and in a few moments, an iron box was lifted from the ground. The box was carefully carried by everyone and placed under the eaves, although the gang was full of excitement for digging the box, but no one took a look at the box dug out, and they all twisted their heads and carefully avoided it.

A few years ago, someone once relied on Zheng Qin's confidant and opened the dug box in a similar scene. As a result, Zheng Qin put it in a box. It's just that the box at that time was relatively small, only enough to hold the person's hands when he opened the box and a pair of eyes that saw the contents of the box.

Zheng Qin stood under a thick ginkgo tree, and watched the gang carry the bucket to the backyard to continue digging, only to feel that his heart was as empty as the big pit he had just dug.

"Door Master." Zhao Tianyan looked preoccupied, holding a long sword, passing through a row of green bamboos, stepping on yellow leaves, avoiding the big pit that had just been dug, and quickly walked to Zheng Qin and stood in front of him and saluted with a fist, facing Zheng Qin's inquiring gaze, frowning, and shaking his head slightly.

"Hmph." Zheng Qin laughed at himself as if he had thought of something.

"Sikong Xuan and several of his killers are gone."

"It's gone." Zheng Qin seemed to have expected it, "What about the families of those subordinates?" ”

"The families of the important people are gone. The families of several squad leaders are still there. ”

"Kill the one who is there."

"Killed?" Zhao Tianyan didn't expect Zheng Qin to give such a solution. The Iron Sword Sect has been crisscrossing Hunan and Chu for many years, as the head of a sect, compassion has always been a superfluous emotion, and ruthlessness is Zheng Qin's consistent style, but it is all aimed at gangs in other places. For the Zhiyue Gate in Xiangyang City, there are many contacts with the local area, and the two sects have also adopted a restrained attitude towards each other for many years. It's more about cannibalization. After all, Xiangyang City is the foundation of their own foothold, and both sides want to give the local people a good reputation. Even if the family that refers to the Moon Gate Lord Sikong Xuan is slaughtered, no one will say anything, but in this way, the prestige of this Iron Sword Gate in Jingchu Martial Arts will be greatly reduced.

"Yes, killed." Zheng Qin responded lightly.

Zheng Qin didn't know that this was an inappropriate move, and how could he have experienced the bloody night when Zheng Xi sent people to slaughter Lu Jin, only to realize that there was more hidden behind the glory of the Zheng family, which his father had always wanted to return.

Zheng Qin's news, although it was late, finally knew the news that Zheng Su was demoted from Beijing.

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister", slaughtering more than 300 people in the town, which is tantamount to picking up the tiger's whiskers of the emperor who is far away in Chang'an City, and naturally needs someone to bear the emperor's anger. Now, Zheng Qin naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to think that the old man standing in front of the hall with a tiger ink agarwood in his hand like a demon really slaughtered the town for the funeral of his grandchildren.

What's more, that is still Zheng Su's grandson.

In the eyes of the world, the "Four Non-Sons" who did not learn and did not know how to do it back then turned out to be such a terrible existence. Such forbearance, such a method, now that he thinks about it, it still makes him sweat behind the Iron Sword Sect Master of the Mighty Southern Martial Arts.

After so many things happened, Zheng Xi never asked or hinted at any of his intentions, but Zheng Qin knew that it was time for him to express his position, and he couldn't delay it any longer. As for the way to express his position, of course, it is to vote for his name and tell the old man that he can only hold on to his thick legs at the moment to ruin his reputation.

If you still have doubts at this moment, don't say that it is difficult to gain a foothold in the Zheng family, but I am afraid that it is hundreds of people in my own family, and it will also end up the same as the more than 300 people in Nalujin. Those people under him, don't say that there are still a few people who can be called at the moment, that is, they are twisted into a rope, and I am afraid that they are still just a small dish on the table.

What's more, after seeing the hand of the Finger Moon Gate today, if it is said that there are no other forces behind the Finger Moon Gate, with Sikong Xuan's ability, it is impossible to make the Finger Moon Gate disappear silently. Being able to do this under the nose of the Zheng family in Xingyang, Zheng Qin doubted his ability to control Xiangyang for the first time.

"Well, forget it, the child who is no taller than this table should stay." A strong sense of powerlessness rose on his body, making Zheng Qin sigh, and pointed to the small stone table not far from the small courtyard in the small courtyard, "Those who are already above this table should be killed." Dispose of it cleanly and throw it far away into the West Mountain. ”

Zheng Qin looked at the stone table at the end of his eyes, imagining that there were children playing around the stone table, and said in his heart, I am already very kind.

"Tianyan, you and I have been brothers for many years, although this Iron Sword Gate has been operated by my Zheng family for several generations, however, it can be said that half of it is yours. Take control of your subordinates, and at this time, I can rest assured that only you are left. Now there are some things that I can't say to you in detail, but you have to be careful yourself, withdraw your people from the docks, and shrink into the city, which is now mixed and watched. As for the person who pointed to the Moon Gate, I asked others to investigate. Zheng Qin thought about the dead monk and nun protector, patted Zhao Tianyan on the shoulder, and after a few words, walked up the steps. When he stepped on the steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around, and said to Zhao Tianyan from a distance, "That Lin Dazhu, give me a chance one last time, if you still don't know anything, just dispose of it by the way." Let's see if we can lure that half-step grandmaster out. At this time, it is time to do something. ”

Since Lin Dazhu can't get into Zheng Xi's eyes, then kill him and let the young man named Junhui feel his emotions.

Thinking that outside the hospital, the people Jun would send to "protect" him, Zheng Qin laughed. This Xiangyang City, after all, is still its own, and it is impossible to decide who not to kill, but it can decide who to kill. After all, the next thing to do is how to find a suitable position on Zheng Xi's side. As for the trouble of the half-step grandmaster, the town of the slaughtering people, this is already an endless end.

When the autumn wind blew, Zheng Qin, who was full of worries, pointed to the table and decided the fate of some people, and also decided his own fate.

At the same time, at the other end of Xiangyang City, in the back garden of a small courtyard, a small banquet was being prepared.

......

Where the Wang family was, the fifth master Wang Li put away the hands that were guiding Wang Qi, gently opened the vermilion invitation on the table, and frowned slightly......

In the Cui family's house, Cui Lingchen put down the long sword in his hand, took the post handed over by his subordinates, and smiled slightly after reading it, "Wanran, go to the banquet with me in a while......"

......

The same thing is happening in many places in Xiangyang City......

On the vermilion invitation, there are only eight big characters and a simple signature.

"At three o'clock, wait for all the gentlemen - the four old men, Zheng."