As time passes.

At night.

Around eleven o'clock.

Zhang Feng rode his horse along the road and went straight to the south gate of Yaocheng.

According to President Zheng, their chamber of commerce is in the west of the city, not far from here.

And on Zhang Feng's first trip, he chose to go to the chamber of commerce house first.

If you can't find anyone, go to their mansion again.

Come to the city.

Zhang Feng glanced at both sides and saw that the streets on the edge of the city were already a little quiet, and there were only three or three pedestrians on the road, wrapped in coats and coats.

Fewer people is better.

When the meeting is done, ride directly out of the city.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, nearby pedestrians also glanced at Zhang Feng, who entered the city.

"Look at his clothes, which young master should have just come back from the tour..' A pedestrian glanced at Zhang Feng with a hint of envy in his eyes.

But when more people saw Zhang Feng, there was no curiosity in their eyes.

There are a lot of people who usually come and go in Yaocheng, so there's nothing to worry about.

Zhang Feng looked around the neighborhood, but he walked all the way, according to the location given by President Zheng, asked a few pedestrians on the way, and at about half past eleven in the evening, he came to the vicinity of the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce five streets away.

Finally, the horse rode along the street for a hundred meters.

Zhang Feng finally looked at a house about eighty meters ahead.

It was built on a street corner, flanked by a few small houses, and there was an alley in between.

But now there are five guards in front of the door, and from time to time a few guards patrol the left and right alleys outside the courtyard of the house.

And some of the guards seemed to have made up for sleep, and had just come out of a nearby house.

The houses were inhabited by guards.

When Zhang Feng saw this scene, he tied his horse to a tree not far away.

Later.

Zhang Feng walked towards the courtyard in front of him, and also saw the word 'Chen Mansion' written on the plaque.

It seems that the security is so strict, the name is right, and the place is right.

Zhang Feng got closer, looked around again, and saw that since this courtyard was so small, and there were guards all around, it seemed that he could only force it in.

The place chosen by the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce is a good place.

Wait for the next patrol to cross and enter the alley.

Zhang Feng continued to move forward.

"Who?"

The guard in front of the door saw Zhang Feng coming, and then looked at the Tang knife on Zhang Feng's waist, and immediately raised his guard.

Zhang Feng looked at the courtyard, "The people of the Chamber of Commerce want to talk to President Chen about something." ”

"Someone from the Chamber of Commerce?" The guard looked at Zhang Feng curiously, feeling strange.

Zhang Feng suddenly pulled out the Tang knife, the knife light flashed in the night, and the guard gradually fell to the ground holding his neck.

"Enemy attack!" The rest of the guards shouted suddenly, and the people who were patrolling around heard the shouts and rushed towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Zhang Feng slashed sideways, cut the neck of another roadblocker, and rushed into the courtyard.

"Someone's coming?"

President Chen in the room heard the shouting of killing, but he was a little puzzled, and said with some affirmation, "I didn't get any news... Is it a person? ”

"Yes.." The housekeeper lowered the window, "There are fifteen chamber of commerce experts in the courtyard. Whoever comes, they are all sent to death. ”

"Hmm.."

Chairman Chen nodded, stood up, and pushed open the door, wanting to let his men stay alive, to ask if this assassin was sent by President Zheng, and even more to ask about the life and death of Miao Xuechen, whom he cared about.

But with a strong smell of blood in the courtyard.

What caught the eyes of President Chen and the butler was not the Chamber of Commerce guards subduing the assassins.

Instead, the assassin killed a dozen people and retreated!

Zhang Feng's horizontal knife was in front, and no one in front of him was Zhang Feng's opponent, and they were all in the courtyard.

In just a few moments, there were already more than a dozen corpses of guards inside and outside the courtyard under his feet.

"There's this martial art.." When President Chen saw this scene, he was taken aback, and suddenly smiled,

"Could this person be Zhang Feng of Liangcheng Lianyan Tower?! I didn't expect that the Liangcheng Chamber of Commerce was not a rumor, but that there were really people with such martial arts in the world.."

"Chen Ye.." The housekeeper saw Zhang Feng killing them step by step, but he persuaded again and again: "Chen Ye leaves here first."

President Chen didn't listen to what the butler said, but shouted to Zhang Feng, who was fighting,

"Little Brother Zhang has such martial arts, why don't you come to my Yaocheng and follow me. I hereby guarantee that Brother Zhang will enjoy the glory of his life! ”

President Chen's words were not known to be true or false, perhaps just to interfere with Zhang Feng's mind.

Zhang Feng cut the neck of one of the guards in front of him, and looked at Chairman Chen out of the corner of his eye.

The housekeeper saw Zhang Feng's blood-red eyes looking at him, but the moment Zhang Feng parried the sword behind him and turned his back to them, he directly pulled out the sword on his side, and without saying a word, stabbed towards Zhang Feng's vest!

The housekeeper can be on both sides of President Chen, and he also has a martial arts.

But when Zhang Feng heard the footsteps behind him, he took a step forward, bowed his body, and reflexively stabbed through the butler's chest.

The butler's stabbing stopped.

When President Chen saw the butler's corpse, he looked at Zhang Feng's murderous skills like mowing grass, but his eyes showed a complicated look, and finally turned into ruthlessness, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and aimed at Zhang Feng.

"This martial art, as soon as the gun goes off... Pity.. It's a pity~"

The words fell, and the moment the muzzle was aimed at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng always paid attention to Chairman Chen, and when he saw him take out his firearm, he suddenly threw the Tang knife in his hand, gave up the idea of killing the guard on the left, and flashed to the right side at the same time.

Bang—

A gunshot exploded in the night.

The blade of the Tang knife missed the muzzle of the gun, knocking out the pistol, and the remaining force penetrated the right side of Chairman Chen's chest, knocking him to the ground.

Zhang Feng's dodging body paused, took a step, and his right hand turned into a cannon fist, smashing a person's neck.

He snatched the long knife from his hand and reflexively cut the throat of another person.

Killed the last two guards in the courtyard.

There were twenty-four mutilated bodies in the courtyard, and the dirt floor beneath their feet was soaked in blood.

Zhang Feng walked in front of President Chen,

"The road is different. Zhang Feng could only live up to President Chen's kindness. ”

Chairman Chen half-leaned back and looked at Zhang Feng's left shoulder, oozing blood.

He moved his fingers, looked over, and saw that the pistols were scattered beside him,

"It's a pity.. This shot didn't kill you.."

'Click'

Zhang Feng pulled out the Tang knife in his chest and slashed his neck.

Pick up the firearm.

Zhang Feng walked back to the house with his head, looked left and right, pulled off the silk tablecloth on the table, and the pots and bowls on the table shattered.

Tear off a strip of silk and use the remaining tablecloth to hold President Chan's head.

Get out of the compound.

More than a dozen guards arrived outside the gate and gathered outside the courtyard.

Zhang Feng glanced at them, and walked towards the steed by the tree with his head in hand.

The silk oozed blood and 'ticked' to the ground.

They looked at the stump in the courtyard, and Zhang Feng, who came over, slowly retreated.

Zhang Feng walked to the side of the horse, hung the head on the side of the horse, tore the sleeves of the shoulders and arms, cut the wound with a Tang knife, and used the tip of the knife to tear out the bullet stuck in the flesh and blood.

'Click' bullets hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhang Feng took the Tang knife with his left hand, picked up the silk tablecloth with his right hand and wrapped it around the wound three times, grabbed one end of the knot with his right hand, and bit the other end of the silk with his teeth and tied it tightly.

Leap on horseback.

Zhang Feng tightened the reins and turned his head to look.

The guards looked at the starry bloodstains on the ground, and no one dared to chase and stop them or shout loudly under the night in front of them.

Driving—

Zhang Feng rode away.