On the shores of Taihu Lake.

The sturdy monk was thrown on the gravel.

The killing monk has not woken up yet.

Zhang Ming looked at Qianmian.

Qianmian stepped forward and stepped on the belly of the killing monk, and said to Zhang Ming: "This guy has been drugged by me, as long as I don't make a move, he won't wake up for at least three days." Zhang Ming, I helped you a lot this time, right? ”

"You want me to help you save people?" Zhang Ming chuckled and said, "If you help me like this, the person you want to save must have a very close relationship with you, and it should be your family." You are a man in black on the black market, and you are not afraid to reveal your identity in front of me? ”

Fear.

As a man in black, what he is most afraid of is the exposure of his identity.

But Qianmian's face darkened a little, and she didn't have much choice at this time.

"As long as you are willing to help me, he is my younger brother and my only relative." In order to save him, I am not afraid to be exposed in front of you. ”

Those who are willing to be exposed and saved are naturally their beloved relatives and friends.

"Good. I can help you. Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Wake him up." ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face, but he rubbed out a little medicinal powder from his fingertips and landed on the tip of the nose of the killing monk, and the killing monk opened his eyes with a spirit.

At night, the lake is very dark around.

The killing monk looked at Zhang Ming and several others, obviously aware of his situation.

"I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be planted on a woman one day." The killing monk snorted coldly, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Boy, if you want to kill, you can scrape it." When Lao Tzu does this business, he has already seen through life and death, and gives Lao Tzu a good time, so that he can be reincarnated. ”

Zhang Ming sat on a boulder and lit a cigarette: "I can not kill you." ”

Don't kill?

The killing monk grinned, "You are so kind? Do you want to know who is behind me? Actually, it's useless for you to ask, I'll tell you everything I know, and in the end you won't be able to track down the answer you want. Because I haven't met the people you mentioned. ”

"Tell me what you know, and even if I don't let you go, I'll give you a good time." Zhang Ming said softly.

The killing monk smiled and said, "Okay." The block I'm in is called the Fulong Temple. The hall master is the Dragon King, and there are several masters under the Dragon King, all of whom are said to be in the top twenty of the black market. Both the Bladebreaker and I are at the mercy of the Shadow, though the Shadow rarely contacts us. Usually we are just black people in the black market, and only when the Fulong Temple has a task, the shadow will contact us. ”

"Contact." Zhang Ming said calmly.

The killing monk responded: "Mobile phone call." You don't have to track down the phone, our phone number doesn't change, and the shadow number changes every time. ”

"How did you join the Fulong Palace?" Zhang Ming asked: "You are all black-clothed people in the black market, and it is not easy for the shadow to trace your identity. Except by a receptive, who is your induction? ”

The killing monk smiled lightly: "Boy, what you can think of, they can think of too." The Shadow found me through my last Channeler, but that Channeler is dead. Boy, I'll tell you clearly, I've thought of all the ways you can think of, but I can't trace the face of the shadow, let alone the dragon king behind. And, let me tell you again, you won't have long to live. Since Fulong Hall wants to kill you, you can't escape. The power of the Fulong Hall is very large, as far as I know, many of the black-clothed people in the black market and the envoys are from the Fulong Palace, and you can't escape their pursuit. ”

Not many clues.

Just as the killing monk said, even if he told all the news he knew, Zhang Ming couldn't get the answer he wanted. As for the organization of Fulong Palace, Zhang Ming had heard about it from the old man for a long time, and he also knew the name of the Dragon King, but it was useless to just know the code name.

Zhang Ming has nothing to ask.

On the side, Qianmian suddenly spoke: "Who is your envoy?" What about the phone that the shadow is using to contact you? Are there any other codes? ”

The killing monk was stunned for a moment.

"You're going to die, and you're afraid to tell me this?" Thousand Faces smiled faintly.

The killing monk gasped and said, "Shanghai City, the envoy of the City God Temple." The phone is on the table in the hotel, and there is no other code. ”

"It can't be without a code." Thousand Faces said indifferently.

The killing monk snorted lightly: "If there is no code, there is no code. Every time the shadow calls me to go to a place to pick up the mission envelope, every time the place is different. But I know that he is watching me from all around, and if you want to impersonate me, if there is the slightest mistake, he will either cancel the mission or kill you directly. ”

It seems to be true.

Thousand Faces didn't have anything to ask.

Zhang Ming glanced at the maid of Ziyan Pavilion.

The maid of Ziyan Pavilion understood it, and just as she was about to step forward to make a move, the killing monk asked, "Boy, I'm going to die." Before you die, can you tell me who you really are? Why did Shadow ask me and Breaker to bring so many people to kill you? ”

"Me?" Zhang Ming extinguished his cigarette, stared at the killing monk and said, "I am the Holy Hand Yama. ”

Holy Hand Yama.

The killing monk's eyes widened, and he suddenly smiled when he saw Zhang Ming, and laughed: "It's worth it." It's worth it. Lao Tzu died at the hands of a master of the holy list, and this life is worth it. Do it. ”

He's dead.

The maid of Ziyan Pavilion pierced the eyebrows of the killing monk with a sword.

Qianmian looked at Zhang Ming and said, "You are indeed the Holy Hand Yama." ”

"yes. Didn't you guess that? Zhang Ming cocked his legs, looked at Qianmian and sighed lightly: "I'm thinking now, whether to kill you or not." ”

Thousand Faces chuckled, "You need me." ”

Zhang Ming nodded slightly and said, "That's right." Tell me, who is your envoy, so that I can go to the benefactor of your last mission. Perhaps, you yourself know the gold master, I can go directly to him. ”

"You don't have to look for it." Qianmian's voice was a little indifferent, and he said, "My envoy has disappeared, and it is likely that he is dead, otherwise I would not have helped you track down this matter." I also checked the owner of this matter, but I didn't find any clues. ”

Fulong Temple.

I was really careful enough to do things, and I didn't leave any clues.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Then it's really useless to keep you?" ”

"Zhang Ming, you are a master on the holy list, you won't be untrustworthy, right?" Thousand Faces pouted, "Say it again." In this world, I'm afraid I'm the only one who can help you get in touch with the shadows. ”

Zhang Ming naturally knew the meaning of a thousand faces.

The reason why Thousand Faces asked the killing monk those words was that he intended to contact the shadow with the face of the killing monk.

Zhang Ming also deliberately scared Qianmian, and after listening to Qianmian's words, he smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth: "Okay." I'll help you save people, and you help me track it down. It's too late today and I'm going back. You can arrange a time, call me to inform the place, and I will help you save people. ”

"It's a deal." After saying that, Senmian turned around and left.

The corpse of the murdered monk was naturally disposed of.

Zhang Ming took the car back to Jingyuan.

Early in the morning.

Zhang Ming went to check Cao Ying's injuries.

Cao Ying's injuries are fine, but they still need to be treated with medication.

Zhang Ming wrote a list and gave instructions to the people of Ziyan Pavilion, and when he returned to his room, he vaguely heard someone practicing boxing in the garden not far away.

This momentum is naturally undoubted by Shen Moshan.

Zhang Ming walked into the courtyard and saw Shen Moshan closing his momentum, so he respectfully thanked him: "Old man, I haven't had time to thank you for last night's incident, if it weren't for the Shen family's action, I'm afraid I'll really be in big trouble this time." ”

"It's not too much of a problem for you, is it?" Shen Moshan pointed to the gazebo not far away and said with a smile.

Zhang Ming walked behind him, and the Shen family poured tea on the side.

The tea is fragrant and has an endless aftertaste.

Zhang Ming responded: "It's not a small trouble, if you fight to the death, you may be able to survive." But it's hard to guarantee the safety of the people around me, and it's hard to talk about whether the other party will have a backhand. This time, the Shen family has a life-saving grace for me. ”

"Boy. Don't come to this set. Shen Moshan shook his head lightly and responded: "I will not participate in your family's affairs." This time, having someone rescue you back is a year-old friend for both of us. Besides, this is my Shen family's territory, they come to kill people with great fanfare, and my Shen family always has to make a statement. ”

This shows that Shen Moshan really doesn't want to meddle in the affairs of the Holy Hand Yama.

Zhang Ming smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth and nodded: "I understand." I won't bother the old man. It's just that there are some things, and I still want to ask the old man for advice. Does the old man know about the Fulong Palace? ”

"Fulong Palace. Do you know less than I do? Shen Moshan snorted lightly and said, "Fulong Hall is said to be a force closely related to the black market. The master of this force is called the Dragon King, and no one in the rivers and lakes knows his identity. This organization has only appeared in the past fifty years, and many people speculate that the Dragon King is one of the inheritance masters of the Holy List, some people say that he may be one of the top five on the Heavenly List, and some people say that he is a force cultivated by the Ye family in the south or the Zheng family in the north. Others say that he originally represented the black market. There are too many speculations in the rivers and lakes, but no one knows which one is true and which one is false, but one thing is certain, no one can offend the Rising Dragon Palace, even if it is your family, isn't it the same loss? ”