nbsp; Chapter 63: The undercurrent is surging

Since Zhou Tong's retreat, coupled with the fact that Mr. Zhou and others who were supposed to come did not arrive as scheduled, the dart game, which had improved slightly, suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere again. 『』Fan☆Eggplant Novel Network w'.fqxsw

"Senior Brother Wu Ji, Senior Brother Wu Ji."

In the evening of this day, when Wu Ji was meditating and cultivating in his room, Huang San'er's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Wu Ji opened his eyes, he knew that if there was no special matter, Huang San'er usually came to report early in the morning, and now he came here before evening, obviously there was a new situation.

"Come in." Wu Ji waved his hand and opened the door bolt, and Huang San'er pushed the door in.

"Let's drink some water first." Wu Ji poured a glass of water and handed it to Huang San'er.

"Eh, thank you, brother." Huang San'er hurriedly took it with both hands, and drank it in two sips, with a touched face.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?" Wu Ji asked.

"That's right." Speaking of business, Huang San'er's face turned pale, "Not long ago, a pigeon flew to Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng took out a small note from the pigeon's leg and looked at it, hurriedly returned to the room, and soon wrote something tied to the pigeon's leg and flew away. ”

After a pause, Huang San'er continued, "Not long after that, I saw the carrier pigeon flying back again, and after Jiang Feng saw it, he suddenly laughed. ”

At first, when he heard Huang San'er's words, Wu Ji didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a recent retreat, and Wen Liang was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, so that Jiang Feng couldn't go out at will, and the people over there didn't know the situation and wanted to understand the situation, but now they were just passing on the news as usual.

But after listening to the latter words, Wu Ji realized that something might be wrong.

Although Jiang Feng was arrogant in the past, it was just arrogance, since the broken arm, the whole person has become gloomy, and he is much more low-key, others think that he has given up on himself, but Wu Ji thinks that he is a thief. ▽◇Tomato ☆ novel ☆ net w-w'w'.'f-q-xsw

Now when he got a piece of news, he suddenly burst out laughing, which is very inconsistent with his current identity as an undercover agent, unless he doesn't need to pretend anymore.

"Looks like they're going to do it." Wu Ji muttered to himself.

"It's just that I don't know their specific plan of action." Wu Ji rubbed his forehead, if he told Wen Liang about this, he had no evidence, "It seems that this matter will still fall on him." ”

Wu Ji paid attention to Jiang Feng, since the enemy was about to make a move, he, an undercover agent, would naturally take action, and he would obviously show up with him, but this matter still needs to be calculated after nightfall.

"Senior Brother Wu Ji, if it's okay, I'll leave first." Huang San'er saw Wu Ji bowing his head and pondering, so he opened his mouth to say goodbye.

"Okay, you did this well, rest assured that rewards are indispensable. ☆ Tomato ○ Novel Network w-.fqxsw" Wu Ji raised his head and nodded appreciatively, "Okay, let's go down, I have to be careful recently." ”

"Yes, thank you for the cultivation, then I won't bother the senior brother." Huang San'er was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said goodbye.

Time went back to when Huang San'er was spying on Jiang Feng and had not seen the first carrier pigeon.

South of the city, bluestone dojo.

An old man with white eyebrows slightly drooping and two iron galls in his hands looked at a Maitreya Buddha-like person in front of him with an expressionless face, "What's the matter?" He hasn't heard from him for a few days? Did something go wrong? ”

"Back to the Dao Master, I asked the disciples of the Foreign Affairs Hall to check, and now in the past few days, the power of the Mighty Dart Bureau has suddenly retracted, and now it can be said that it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, so I don't think there is a chance." The fat Maitreya Buddha-like man hurriedly replied.

"Loose on the outside and tight on the inside?" The white-eyed old man rubbed his iron hand suddenly, as if he had thought of something, "Now it's at a critical juncture, don't you have the slightest carelessness, don't you have a carrier pigeon?" Go ask him about it. Tomato △□☆ Small △ said that the net w-w'w-.-f'q-x-s'w'.'o

"But carrier pigeons are easy to spot." Maitreya Buddha frowned, a little embarrassed.

"I can't care about that much." The white-eyed old man said, "If something goes wrong with Mr. Hu's explanation, you and I can't afford it." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it." As if thinking of something, Maitreya Buddha was shocked and hurriedly agreed.

So there was the next scene when Huang San'er saw Jiang Feng receiving a carrier pigeon.

"Boss, boss, it's not good." After receiving Jiang Feng's reply, Maitreya Buddha was taken aback, and hurried over to see the head of the bluestone dojo, the white-eyed Venerable Crane Yannian.

"Old Hao, what's wrong?" He Yannian raised his eyebrows and asked with a calm face.

Lao Hao, that is, Maitreya Buddha, called Hao Laicheng, is the hall master of the Qingshi Dojo Foreign Affairs Hall, and when he heard this, he hurriedly handed the note in his hand to He Yannian, and at the same time said, "According to the dark information, Zhou Tong has been in retreat. ”

"What?" He Yannian stood up with a brush, his eyes narrowed, "Sure enough, as Mr. Hu expected, he is really going to break through." ”

Thinking of the situation after Zhou Tong's breakthrough, He Yannian couldn't sit still anymore, and stomped back and forth in the lobby, thinking about how to deal with it.

It's no wonder he's nervous, the so-called one mountain can't tolerate two tigers, because he and Zhou Tong are both second-rate peak cultivators, the current situation of the entire Panshi Town is that the bluestone dojo and the mighty dart bureau are divided into two worlds, but once Zhou Tong breaks through, it will be a world of difference, how can the side of the couch allow others to sleep soundly, and then the bluestone dojo will either surrender, or move away, or only perish, but no matter which one is not the result that Crane Yannian wants.

After fighting with Zhou Tong for more than ten years, he is willing to surrender, which makes him more uncomfortable than killing him, as for the move to move away, it's not that he can't, it's just that he left so gloomy, which really made him unwilling, and left Panshi Town, it is not easy to settle in other places, the so-called a radish and a pit, basically the power is within a range, if he rashly breaks in, he will be swallowed to the point that there is no slag.

"What are we going to do now, boss?" Hao Laicheng cautiously looked at He Yannian's face and asked.

"The first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers." He Yannian squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, and coldly spat out a sentence.

"But the boss, the person we invited is still on the way." Hao Laicheng said hesitantly.

"Hmph, I can't wait, you think I don't want to grasp the big point and do it?" He Yannian glanced at Hao Laicheng and sneered, "However, the opportunity cannot be lost, once Zhou Tong breaks through, it will be useless for a few more people." ”

Of course, Hao Laicheng knows this truth, but now the loss is too great, and he can't turn around for a while.

"Don't worry, they didn't come, and we didn't have no helpers." Seeing this, Crane Yannian couldn't help but be comforted.

"Do we still have helpers?" Hao Laicheng's eyes widened.

He Yannian smiled mysteriously and pointed to the tiger skin on the Taishi's chair, Hao Laicheng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"The head is wise."