"Yes. The six small leaders led by Gu Xiaowei were ordered to leave.

After that, a high-ranking member of the gang entered and announced, "Lord Yushi, Commander Zhen Yan has sent someone to let you meet him. ”

"Got it, drag. Shi Yan replied and continued to order: "Huang Kehan, you take someone to follow me to Feng's house on Ruidong Street." ”

"Subordinate Order. Huang Kehan solemnly hugged the knife.

Shi Yan stood up from the black dragon wooden chair and strode out, and Xuan'er followed with a sword.

Outside, under the order of the big leader, the entire stone hall was completely moved, and the killing was about to start!

At night, the horses were neighing, and the team continued to run out of the southwest branch hall and headed towards Ruidong Street.

The sky is full of pigeons, and the information is transmitted.

An ordinary disciple from Changshui, Guanquan, and Baoze Third Street immediately held a knife, gathered under the leadership of a senior disciple, and then ran towards Ruidong Street.

The people of the third street looked at it, and the doors and windows were closed, and they were basically open at this hour, and the Moon Heart Festival was coming, and Fucheng almost became a city that never sleeps.

But today they are closed one by one, no longer in business, these merchants are clear in their hearts, and the Meteor Gate is going to make a big move, and the big killing a few days ago has made them noisy, for fear that the butcher's knife will stand on their necks.

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Ruidong Street, on the south side of Changshui Street, is connected by a ramp, which is not a directly adjacent street.

Lanterns are hung in each of the shops on the street, and the edges of the upper floors are inlaid with night pearls that can compete with the stars when you look up.

Compared with the bustling shops on the streets, the houses behind the lanes are extremely dilapidated, and many people passing by are in rags.

In the past, Ruidong Street was quite stable, but during this time, it was entrenched by various large and small forces, divided into dozens of pieces, and each went its own way, and there were conflicts and bloodshed from time to time.

The people on the street are miserable, the shops on the edge of dozens of areas are the most uncomfortable, in the morning they are still under the jurisdiction of this force, and after an hour they arrive on the other side, one by one the forces rotate, and at most in a day, the surrounding forces can rotate all over again, and the commercial taxes are constantly paid, and they can not get out.

The main reason is that there is chaos on the streets, there is no consumption power under the influence, ordinary people can't afford it, and the rich and noble sons are also confined to their homes and dare not go out.

Go to the government to secretly report, although the government will accept it, it is only superficial, just send a few catchers to come forward and walk around, catch and leave, and fight on the street, it can be described as miserable, and in the long run, they miss the days under the jurisdiction of the Meteorite Gate.

As a result, under the leadership of several large chambers of commerce, more than 2,000 businessmen from Ruidong Street gathered at the Kunyu Martial Arts Hall to discuss future events.

Kunyu Martial Arts Hall is the largest martial arts hall on Ruidong Street and even the surrounding streets, and the owner of the martial arts hall, Feng Kunyu, is also the chief dart head of the first dart store on Ruidong Street, and his strength is at the peak of the blood realm, even if this kind of strength is put into the thirty-four power leaders who carved up Ruidong Street, he is one of the strongest among the best.

Discussed at the Kunyu Martial Arts Hall, their safety is guaranteed.

The first floor of the Kunyu Martial Arts Museum is an open-air courtyard, the courtyard is more than 100 meters long, it can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and more than 2,000 businessmen can easily sit down, sitting in a circle.

There is no need for a stool, the grass is green, one by one sit cross-legged, there is a low table in front of him, which is full of tea sets, and there are servant girls with good figures and appearances next to him, these maids are well trained, wash and make tea, and they are uniformly dressed in cool and similar cheongsam-like maid clothes, and their side legs are white, just looking at them is a kind of enjoyment.

In the upper right corner of each low table, a small lamp is placed, which is lit with ring incense, and the green smoke curls, smelling it clearly and refreshingly, and can repel summer insects.

There are also many merchants who bring their own servants and fan fans in the back to drive away the stuffiness.

There were ten people sitting around the businessmen in the front circle, most of them were wide and fat, and they were all graceful. There was only one exception, this person had a cold and arrogant face, closed his eyes and said nothing, and a long sword lay flat on his knees, and there were blood scabs left in the gap between the scabbards.

This is a martial artist, who is the owner of the Kunyu Martial Arts Hall, Feng Kunyu, who is at the peak of the Blood Realm.

All the businessmen kept quarreling, and there were disagreements on future events, mainly divided into two directions, one side felt that they could take refuge in the Meteorite Gate, pay more taxes, and do not make the Meteorite Gate give up Ruidong Street, and the Meteorite Gate was willing to make a move, and these thirty-four small forces were bound to collapse and disperse.

On the other hand, each family felt that they had some money and money, and they would come together to recruit martial artists on their own, and drive out the thirty-four forces that had encroached on Ruidong Street, and they would be the masters of their own affairs, and they could save taxes and pay a full 20% of their net profits!

In the front circle, there are two people who quarrel the most fiercely, both of whom are middle-aged, one has a big belly and a garlic nose, and the other has puffy eye bubbles and a slightly hooked nose.

"Why can't we set up a martial arts cultivator on our own? The Kunyu Martial Arts Pavilion has a lot of good players, the disciples of the sealing hall master are all over the city, and the martial cultivators have sufficient connections, as long as we have enough money and silver, we can recruit good hands through the sealing hall master, no need too much, only ten peak martial cultivators of the Blood Realm can expel these thirty-four forces from Ruidong Street. The garlic-nosed middle-aged man sat on the left side of Feng Kunyu, spitting and spitting, excited and uncontrollable.

"Moving the Blood Realm Peak Martial Cultivator? How can it be so easy to invite here, and you still want to invite ten? It's just a joke, I think one is enough to choke. Also, without the backing of a big force, if a ghost thing is born, what should we do? Even if you can pay a martial artist to invite you, can you do spiritual cultivation?" the middle-aged man with puffy eye bubbles sneered and retorted.

"You can refute me for such a small event with such a small probability of the birth of a ghost, it can be seen that the donkey skills are poor, even if there is a ghost birth, we can't invite the spiritual cultivation, don't the government and other people in the outside world care?

"Manage, manage it, but when we are in charge, all of our people in Ruidong Street are dead, even if the government destroys the ghosts, it will no longer have anything to do with us, or please ask the Meteor Gate to return to Ruidong Street for the right way......" The middle-aged man with puffy eye bubbles sat on the right side of Feng Kunyu, pressing his body to refute the garlic-nosed middle-aged man.

The two of them sat on the left and the right of Feng Kunyu, spitting everywhere, they were arguing too fiercely to notice, and the people next to them had already pinched a cold sweat for them.

Feng Kunyu is a peak martial artist in the Blood Realm, if he is spit on his face, no one present will be able to withstand his anger.

So, the others began to ease the tension, pulling away the two who were about to squirt face to face.

There are 2,000 businessmen, but the decision is mainly made in the innermost circle, and they are all waiting for the results here.

"What do you say, the owner of the closed hall?" Seeing that the two of them couldn't get a result, no one could convince anyone, so they took the initiative to inquire about Feng Kunyu.

Hearing someone in the circle asking about Feng Kunyu, all the voices of discussion disappeared, and their eyes converged on Feng Kunyu, waiting for an answer.

Whether Feng Kunyu is a peak martial artist in the Blood Realm, or the organizer of this gathering, he must have an idea.

Feng Kunyu is chivalrous and tender, and his chivalrous reputation has been spread for a long time on Ruidong Street, what he said is fair, you can listen to it!

"Are you asking me?" Feng Kunyu opened his eyes and calmly scanned everyone.

Everyone nodded hopefully, hoping that Feng Kunyu would choose the most correct one from these two directions, and they would be easy to implement, otherwise they would be plagued day by day, and a copper plate would not be earned, and the old man would lose everything.

As for taking all the belongings to other places to reopen, it is not easy to say, the small city is not safe and there is no guarantee, you can only choose the capital city, and each street in the city is monopolized by various chambers of commerce and local families, a street is equivalent to a small city, all kinds of forces are intricate, they are outsiders, no matter how rich they want to participate in the soup, it can be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"My opinion is that you don't choose either!" Feng Kunyu replied seriously. 8)