In the Pang Mansion, Pang Qi finally confirmed the manpower of the operation, went to see Pang Qingde again, and after ensuring that he did not have any extraneous consequences, he changed into an ordinary shirt and went out again.

This time, he didn't take a carriage, but only took a team of elite cronies, and used his skills to cross the streets and alleys, across several square districts, and came to the place he was scheduled to arrive.

In the middle of the night, Yanping City was already faintly lit, except for Pingkangfang, a place where green buildings gathered, as well as the residences of various noble families, and some lights, most of the rest of the places were pitch black.

On the cold street, it is difficult to see pedestrians.

In Pingkangfang, in a dimly lit alley, Pang Qi met the leader of the Goshawk Gang, a warrior of the Tianyuan tribe named Zhang Ying, Huerba, in a simple small restaurant.

"It's a lot of laziness to let Pang Gong come to this kind of pickled place. "The slightly disguised Khurba looks no different from the northern men of Daqi. He has been messing around in Yanping City for many years, and his gestures are no different from Qi people.

"Gang Master Zhang is polite. Pang Qi's sharp gaze quickly swept over the restaurant, except for Khurba, there were only two men in the lobby who looked like pawns of the peddlers, all of whom were eating with their heads buried in their mouths, and no one looked at them.

Pingkangfang is lively and prosperous, there are all kinds of people, low-level people such as Qinglou guards and restaurant handymen, who are busy until now, and it is common for them to have a meal in the restaurant.

"Pang Gong just rest assured, this place is absolutely safe. Khurba smiled and beckoned Pang Qi to sit down, and when he saw that the other party was quite vigilant, he explained more. What he meant by this was naturally that the restaurant was run by his men.

In fact, in order to take advantage of the east wind of the Mendi to jointly attack the Zhao clan, make a comeback tonight, and unify the rivers and lakes of Yanping City, Xiao Yan has basically mobilized the forces of his subordinates.

After the demise of the Goshawk Gang, the loss of twenty or thirty Yuan Shen Realm masters and hundreds of Qi Realm cultivators greatly weakened Xiao Yan's strength in Yanping City, and if it weren't for the two Wang Ji Realm to suppress the scene, she could only evacuate temporarily.

Now it is still Xiao Yan's incubation period, and before the war breaks out and the inside and outside are needed, the Tianyuan tribe has not sent too many Yuan Shen Realm masters to the territory of Daqi for Xiao Yan to drive.

The war for the unification of the steppes is imminent, and more forces are needed there to ensure that the war ends quickly. Once it is delayed for half a year and it is not completely won, the Great Qi Dynasty reacts and the deployment of troops is completed, and there is a high probability of accidents.

Before today, Xiao Yan asked the Tianyuan Royal Court for help, and transferred the masters lurking in various parts of the north, as well as the elites in the various caravans, to Yanping City, and added the hole cards in his hand to make up more than fifty Yuan Shen Realm.

This also brought to a halt the errands in various places, and the caravans, which had lost their protection, suspended large-scale running of merchants in order to avoid being robbed by bandits along the way. This state of affairs will not last.

More than fifty Yuan Shen Realm were already very powerful, equivalent to two of the four major gangs in Yanping City before, but in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Xiao Yan still asked the Pang Clan to help.

After all, at present, the next product building has occupied the entire Yanping City, its strength has increased greatly, and its wealth has skyrocketed, which is far from being comparable to before, that is, the time is still short, and there are not so many masters.

Pang Qi sat across from Khurba at the table. There are a few plates of dishes on the table, with meat and vegetarian matching, and the fragrance is there, but the color is a little worse. Just by glancing at it, Pang Qi thought that it must not taste good.

So although Khurba ate with relish and drank a bowl of wine from time to time, Pang Qi didn't even move his chopsticks.

After all, he was born in a famous family, although he is a marginal figure, but he has always regarded himself very highly, this kind of garbage-like food, he feels sick to his stomach when he looks at it, and it is impossible to enter. He didn't even want to drink the wine here.

If he can't eat well, he will pay so much for power, and it will be meaningless.

Seeing that Pang Qi insisted on refusing to move the chopsticks, Khurba didn't mind, he ate comfortably, and said quite eloquently:

"Pang Gong is a nobleman, but Zhang is different. There is no good food to eat in the place I came to, basically except meat is meat, and it is difficult to see serious vegetables all year round.

"A pot of tea, we will drink seven or eight dishes, and when the tea leaves are completely out of taste, we will eat the tea leaves.

"It's still good in Yanping City, it's really not just talking. A table of dishes can have five or six colors, one kind of meat, and can make seven or eight patterns, even if you don't like these, there are all kinds of pastries.

"The wine here is good, there is no peculiar smell, and when you drink, you can listen to the rhythm and chant a few poems - although I don't understand it very well, but in it, I still feel like I am in the middle of it. ”

Khurba spoke with great interest, and Pang Qi listened disdainfully. In his eyes, Khurpa was just a dirt bun, coarse, uninked, unlearned, unelegant, unleveled, almost like a beast.

If it weren't for the collusion of interests, it would be impossible for him to be condescending, sit at the same table with the other party, and listen to the other party's nonsense.

According to Khurpa's previous self-introduction, his ancestors were hunters, and he hunted in the mountains when he was a child, so although he was in a poor country, he relied on his outstanding skills to eat meat.

Such a person can be appreciated by nobles and become the leader of the Goshawk Gang, which is really a very good fate.

One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five reading. Pang Qi, who is middle-aged, has insight into the world and knows very well that nothing good is better than life.

If he is the son of the head of the family, not born to a concubine, he doesn't have to live so hard now.

But that's all, in Pang Qi's eyes, Khurba will never become a nobleman in his life, and he will be a hillbilly until he dies, and his bones and scum are coarse. So in front of Khurba, Pang Qi has always felt full of superiority.

Pang Qi, who didn't want to listen to Khurba's gossip, looked left and right again, looking at the furnishings in the store and the streets and alleys outside the door.

This restaurant is really ugly, some of the old dust in the corners of the pimples has not been cleaned, and the counter is also black and red, I don't know what kind of filth, he is disgusted to see.

A middle-aged man in front of the table in the corner next to him looked like a low-level people, either a farmer or a coolie, not only because of the other party's shoddy clothes, but also because of his face and demeanor, he was a bitter farmer.

Honest, simple, restrained, but also despicable and stupid.

The hard life has made him a lot of muscles and in good shape.

It's also a big meal, and I've emptied three noodle bowls and I'm still eating the fourth bowl.

Noticing Pang Qi's gaze, Khurba smiled, "No matter how much you eat somen noodles, you can't bear the hunger, he needs a little meat." As he spoke, he actually beckoned the shopkeeper who was reading the account book behind the counter, "Give him a bowl of mutton." No, two bowls!"

Although the shopkeeper did not understand what he meant, he also did as he was told.

When the mutton was served, the man with ordinary facial features hesitated, hugged his fist to Khurba, thanked him, and ate without being polite.

"Useless kindness. Can two bowls of meat change his fate? It's just to satisfy his sense of superiority when he gives grace. Pang Qi was disdainful in his heart, and seeing that the time was almost up, he asked Khurba, "When will we leave?"

Khurba took a piece of green vegetables and put it in his mouth, "A hundred steps east of the alley, there is an important rudder of Yipinlou, according to our investigation, it may even be the general rudder."

"Yipinlou is different from ordinary gangs, their halls are not splendid, they are ordinary shops and houses, and it is difficult to distinguish them if you don't go in.

"If it is the former case, the manpower we have already dispatched is enough to destroy the people of Yipinlou. The officials of Jingzhao Mansion only need to cooperate with the finishing.

"If there is the helm of Yipinlou and there are many masters, then you have to ask Pang Gong to make a move and work with Zhang to break the other party. ”

Pang Qi nodded, if there was no strong man here, he would lose his identity if he made a move. But since Khurba asked him here, it means that there is a great possibility that the other place is where the chief helm of Yipinlou is.

Tonight is different from the past, at present, the people of the Zhao clan and the soldiers of the Duwei Mansion are all working with the officials of Dali Temple to inquire and arrest the people involved in the Zhao family's murder case, etc., and they are so busy that they have no time to distract others, and they don't have to worry about someone coming to disturb the situation.

The battle broke out and needed to end quickly, and Jingzhao Mansion only needed to follow the previous behavior of the Duwei Mansion, define this matter as a fight in the rivers and lakes, and take advantage of the situation to arrest some of the people in Yipinlou.

In this way, the dirty water can be splashed on the Zhao family, saying that Yipinlou is a gangster supported by the Zhao family, specializing in evil, then it will not be so easy for the Zhao family to get through the current difficulty.

Soon, the clamor of fierce fighting was heard not far away.

True anger stirred like the sound of firecrackers.

The shouts and cheers were like rain hitting plantains.

Khurpa didn't hear it, raised the wine bowl and signaled to Pang Qi, and said in a good time: "The action has begun, Pang Gong, I wish us a victory!"

Pang Qi also thought that as long as the action started smoothly, everything was already a foregone conclusion, although he was reluctant to drink the wine here, he still raised his wine glass, responded to the other party, and pretended to smile indifferently: "Drink a lot." ”

After a few moments, the noise stopped.

Khurba drank the wine in the bowl in one go, got up laughing, and said heroically: "My goshawk gang, finally made a comeback!"

Pang Qi smiled but didn't say anything, but the look of satisfaction between his eyebrows couldn't be concealed. He saw the light of hope that his life would reach a new level.

Someone hurried in outside the door.

It's the people of Khurpa.

This man must have come to repay the war.

Seeing this person, Khurpa should have been very happy.

Anyone who hears the good news should rejoice.

But Khurpa didn't.

Not only did he not be happy, but he became extremely unhappy, and even his brows were furrowed.

For no reason, this cultivator, who was covered in injuries, fell to his knees with a pop when he entered the door, and shouted in panic: "Helper...... Let's go! We're ...... Defeated!"

Khurpa, who was just frowning, heard this, but was hit in the head by thunder, the tiger's body was shocked, his face instantly lost blood, and his eyes were as big as the commander, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can we be defeated?!"

Pang Qi was also startled, looking at the cultivator nervously.

The practitioner didn't speak again.

He had fallen to the ground, dead from his wounds.

I couldn't speak anymore.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded outside the door of the store, and countless black shadows flashed from the street.

Apparently, this place is being surrounded.

Khurba couldn't care about anything else, glanced at Pang Qi, shouted to go, and was about to fight his way out of the encirclement.

The next moment, they were still standing in place.

It's as if the soles of your feet have taken root.

because someone stood in front of them.

It turned out to be the diner with an ordinary face and temperament, no different from a farmer's pawn!

Khurba roared, and a cloud of eagle-shaped black smoke rose from behind him, and a punch blasted out, hitting the opponent's chest!

The other party's complexion remained unchanged, and it was also a punch, and the power of the Yuan Shen that erupted, outlining a phantom of a wild bull behind him.

The two fists clashed, and all the tables and chairs in the room were shattered and overturned by the air wave, and Khurba took three steps back sharply.

He was shocked, "Late Stage of the Yuan Shen Realm?!Who are you!"

This ordinary man turned out to be a rare master in the world!

The man who stood still withdrew his fist, his voice was also ordinary, and he did not have a particularly domineering atmosphere, and said lightly: "Friends on the rivers and lakes all call me 'ruler dagger'." ”

"Yipinlou's big master ruler dagger?!" Khurba's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.