Cheng Zhong drilled out of the woods and strode forward, and when the four of them saw it, they had to follow behind with a hard head.

At this time, two soldiers guarding the door were just hanging behind the doorway, and when they heard the sound of footsteps, several people had already arrived.

"Oh, where are you coming from, and what are you going to do?"

A soldier looked up sharply, looked at a few people who were only five meters away from him in surprise, and asked.

"This military master, we came from the tribe, there is an urgent matter to inform the Liu Gang Master, please let us in!"

Cheng Zhong didn't stop, and replied as he walked.

"Ho ho, the little doll has a big tone, you want to see the Liu gang leader so late?

To be honest, it's easy for us to see him.

Tell me, what's so urgent?"

The soldier looked Cheng Zhongdao up and down with disdain.

As he spoke, another soldier also turned out of the doorway, his eyes fixed on the group in front of him.

"Oh, it's too big to go into details, you just have to let us in. ”

Cheng Zhongfeng said lightly.

"Hehe, this doll looks like a person who has seen the world, sharp teeth, when did our secret tribe have such a young and old man.

Excuse me, whose child are you?"

The soldier who appeared behind him said as if he admired Cheng Zhong very much.

Probably because of the deep mountains and old forests, no outsiders have ever entered, and the "Flying Dragon Gang" has at most interacted with people from the hidden tribe, so these gatekeepers do not have much vigilance, and their nerves are relatively light.

Cheng Zhong keenly grasped this and was confident that he had deceived them.

Hearing the soldier ask whose child it was, Cheng Zhong replied after his mind turned sharply:

"Hehe, don't hide it from the two of you, I am a child of the Gao family, and my ancestors have a very good relationship with the Liu Gang Master. ”

The reason why he said this was because he remembered the life experience that Gao Gexing had explained.

Gao Gexing once said that her grandfather was Liu Qiankun's teacher, and her grandfather was Liu Qiankun's classmate.

"Oh, the Gao family is a big family, no wonder there are such promising children!

How many of them are?"

The soldier who was interrogated earlier had no doubt at all, and just asked idle questions.

"These people are all from the family, and they came with me.

We're going to go back overnight, so let's make it easy for the two military masters, ho ho!"

As he spoke, Cheng Zhong tucked his hand into his big trousers, which were bulging with many good things.

When he took it out with both hands, he was full of jade coins, and the eyes of the two soldiers were green.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had flattering smiles on their faces, and nodded to Cheng Zhong again and again.

They did not dare to make a sound, for fear that their companions on the tower would find out.

Cheng Zhong stopped making a sound as if understanding, and only stuffed the jade coin into the hands of the two of them.

The two held the jade coin in one hand and gestured with the other.

Cheng Zhong was full of smiles and led a few people to walk quickly through the cottage doorway.

The boy shouted "luck" in his heart as he climbed the stairs.

It turned out that the station of the "Flying Dragon Gang" was developed from a complete mountain, and the barracks, armory, and Liu Qiankun's headquarters were all distributed on the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

At this point, the map of the "Flying Dragon Gang" drawn by Gao Gexing began to play a role.

Cheng Zhong recalled the map in his mind, and began to identify and locate the mountain gate as a starting point.

According to the map, there are at least three places where Liu Qiankun is active:

One is the headquarters compound, which houses his office and bedroom, the second is the home, which has a hidden courtyard, and the third is a fortress-like building built on the highest point, which is a place that only he can enter.

It is not easy to reconnoiter Liu Qiankun's work and rest rules and details, and it is impossible to figure it out at night when the lights are dark and blind.

Cheng Zhong thought about it for a while, and then temporarily gave up the idea of scouting Liu Qiankun.

He crouched behind a large mouth on the side of the road, waited for the four guards to follow, and led them straight to the armory.

The armory is located in a ravine.

Due to the unfamiliarity of the route, they ran a lot of wrong roads, and it took more than an hour to barely find them.

In a hollow, a high courtyard wall appeared, enclosing the entire ravine.

In the center was a huge slate door, which was tightly closed, but inside the wall was clanging, and the sound of iron tools clattering, and the noise of people was noisy, and the firelight reflected the half-red sky.

When everyone saw it, they breathed a sigh of relief and knew that they had finally found a place.

Cheng Zhong softly ordered everyone to rest on the spot for a while.

The four guards, who were extremely tired, staggered down the slope, gasping for breath.

Compared to several people, Cheng Zhong did not feel too tired.

The first is that his body is no longer what it used to be, and the second is that he has finally found a place for the "Wyvern Gang" to build and save weapons, and the goal he has dreamed of for many days is close at hand, which makes his brain excited and his fatigue swept away.

I saw him bend down, rush out, and in a blink of an eye he was close to the stone door, and with a gentle push of both hands, the two heavy stone slabs began to move backwards.

It turned out that the slate door was not locked, but just hidden.

Cheng Zhong jumped back a few meters to observe the movement.

After waiting for a long time, no one came to the door.

It may be that the sound of striking iron inside is too noisy, and the movement of the stone gate has not attracted the attention of the people inside at all.

Cheng Zhong was overjoyed, and hurriedly returned to the place where the four of them were lying and called them up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have succeeded in finding the 'Wyvern Gang' armory and the place where the weapons are refined.

It was already the middle of the night, and I judged that no matter how many people there were, they must be blacksmiths, and even if there were, there were only a few soldiers.

It's a long way from the barracks, and there's no way to hear anything there.

Wait for me to take the lead, let's cheer up, rush in, and kill the soldiers when we see them, and if the craftsmen don't resist, they will be spared from death.

Wait until you take the armory in one fell swoop, and then make a decision. ”

Before the words fell, Cheng Zhong had already jumped up and rushed down the slope.

When the four of them heard this, their spirits were lifted, and they also followed the example of the angel and rushed down the slope.

Only a "clang" was heard, and the stone door made a loud noise and parted backwards.

Cheng Zhong, who rushed into the courtyard, swept his eyes and found that the scene was very grand, with about fifty blacksmiths and furnaces blazing, and more than 100 blacksmiths and assistants working in a hurry.

Only a dozen or so people closest to the gate heard the noise, and they stopped what they were doing and stared at the number of people who rushed through the gate with astonished eyes.

"Listen, everyone, take the order of the leader of the Willow Gang, and we will take over the armory.

Stop what you're doing immediately and concentrate here!"

Cheng Zhong shouted loudly.

The blacksmiths stopped working one after another, and the courtyard of the University slowly fell silent.

"Who are you, how dare you break into the heavy ordnance land?"

A man with a fleshy face, a height of more than two meters, and a tiger's back, rushed out from behind, carrying a spear in his hand, the tip of which was a foot long, shining brightly in the light of the lamp.

Behind him, there were also four soldiers, all of them holding steel spears, and they came violently.

The blacksmiths looked dumbfounded and stepped back to the sides, making way for the clearing in the middle of the courtyard.

Cheng Zhong looked at it, but didn't answer, and flew to meet the one who took the lead.

Seeing this, the four guards each moved their own hands, and the half-finished weapons that had not yet been completely built next to the stove also rushed forward.

Only the sound of iron colliding was heard, and ten people were divided into five pairs, and the battle was in a group in an instant.

The big man facing Cheng Zhong was extraordinary, and one of his big spears stabbed out again and again without leaving Cheng Zhong's head and chest.

Cheng Zhong held the dagger in his hand, dodging left and right, only the ability to parry, and no power to fight back.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Suddenly, there was a scream, and it turned out that Azo was deeply stabbed in the shoulder by his opponent's spear and fell diagonally.

"Brushed" the ground, Cheng Zhong broke out in a cold sweat.

He threw away the big man and turned and charged at the soldier who had stabbed Azo.

I saw him fly up, kicking his feet together, hitting the soldier's back.

The soldier also screamed and threw himself forward.

Cheng Zhong took advantage of the situation to ride on his body, and the dagger flew by, and a huge head had broken away from his body and rolled away.

The soldier's bare neck, like a high-pressure dragon head, spurted out wisps of blood.

At the moment when Cheng Zhong cut off the soldier's head, the spear of the big man stabbed out, hitting Cheng Zhong's back.

The two sides of the big spear were forced, and it instantly bent into a big bow, and Cheng Zhong took a step to the side as if nothing happened, and turned around.

The big man was stunned, instinctively withdrew his spear, and stabbed at Cheng Zhong again.

Cheng Zhong no longer dodged, but slashed down with a horizontal dagger volley.

Only two sounds, "click" and "dang chang", the big spear that had pierced his chest was gently disconnected, and the spearhead fell to the ground with a small half of the wooden handle.

The big man who was holding the handle of half a gun lightly in his hand realized that he had encountered a ruthless man with hard stubble, and he didn't dare to fight, so he turned around and ran backwards.