Xizheng Street is a very old street in the west of the city, most of the houses are dilapidated and old, people with some ability have moved to other places to live, and the rest are poor or outsiders. Pingba Lane is a very inconspicuous alley in Xizheng Street, on both sides are high earthen walls with a hundred years of history, dark and damp snakes and rats infested, few people haunt, it is gloomy in the daytime, and it is even darker at night.

After nightfall, an uninvited guest came to this ancient, dark alley, tall and thin, dressed in a wide black robe, with a large hat on his head, and walked almost silently.

At night, Hong Yuan went straight to the lair of the Panlong Gang.

On the high wall, a large number of vampire bats and grimace long-winged butterflies appeared, and the number was staggering, spreading to the long alleys and even the entire Xizheng Street. There were many people coming and going on the streets, but no one noticed the presence of these little ones, and they didn't think much when they saw them. It's normal to have bats after dark.

Hong Yuan walked very slowly, step by step towards the tiled house at the end of the alley.

In the darkness, a lean man suddenly flashed out, holding a bright dagger and looking at Hong Yuan, his eyes showing a fierce light, "What kind of person, what are you doing here?"

"Find someone. Hong Yuan replied.

The lean man looked vigilant, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your helper, I've known him for a long time, and I'm looking for him to borrow something. Hong Yuan's steps were very slow, but he kept moving forward, getting closer and closer to the lean man.

Hearing that Hong Yuan had known his helper for a long time, the lean man breathed a sigh of relief. In Broken Leaf City, there are more people who know about the Panlong Gang, but there are few people who know Pingba Lane on Xizheng Street, and even many peripheral disciples in the gang don't know where the main altar is. Hong Yuan knew this place, so he naturally had a lot of friendship with his Panlong Gang. However, although he relaxed, the lean man was still cautious, "Who are you, what are you asking us to borrow?"

"Borrow his head. ”

Hong Yuan suddenly accelerated, rushed forward with an arrow step, pressed the wrist of the lean man's right hand holding the dagger, and then cut his neck with a single stroke. The latter died under his own dagger before he could struggle.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, Hong Yuan truly understood and mastered the essence of the Ye family's wind-chasing knife technique, his actions are like the wind, and he can also kill people without a knife in his hand.

At the intersection of the alley, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and a tall and burly figure appeared, wearing a long sword and armor hanging from his waist, and a red tasseled hat on his head. Hong Yuan was calm and calm, dragging the body of the lean man into the darkness, waiting quietly.

At the end of the alley, under the seemingly ordinary earthen house, there is an underground passage that winds down. In the underground castle at the end of the underground passage, the elite of the Panlong Gang are gathering together, and the masters are gathered.

Feng Jianduan, the leader of the Panlong Gang, sat at the top of the main hall, with a row of candles lit in front of him, his face was serious without smiling, his eyes were slightly closed as if he was in retreat, and on the palm twice the size of ordinary people, two large iron balls slowly rotated, colliding together and rattling from time to time.

Below the main hall, the masters of the Panlong Gang are basically all together, if there are outsiders present, they will unexpectedly find that the shopkeeper of Yihong Building, who has the most beautiful girls in the city, is here, and the shopkeeper of Laishun, the largest guest in the hotel business, is also there, and many faces from all walks of life in Broken Leaf City are present, including the gang leader Feng Jian, there are a total of seventeen people, and only one person is short of eighteen Arhats.

There was silence in the hall, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn. Tonight, the Panlong Gang has a rare gathering to discuss major matters, and no one below the altar owner is allowed to enter.

After a long time, He Donglai, the shopkeeper of Kelaishun, broke the silence, "Helper, it seems that the thirteenth brother can't come all of a sudden, and he can't help himself in the yamen, otherwise, let's start first." ”

"Yes, we can't wait any longer, we disappear at the same time for too long, and it is easy to arouse the suspicion of those who care. Although the major families in Shattered Leaf City are becoming more and more degenerate, there are still many powerful characters. Huo Qidong, the shopkeeper of Yihong Building, nodded in agreement, not tall, wearing a pair of green wood masks on his face, and his voice was hoarse.

The others were silent, and looked at Feng Jian, the helper sitting on the throne. Usually, many people are also ruthless characters outside, but they are honest in front of Feng Jian, the gang leader.

In front of Liu Ziqian, the eldest lady of the Liu family, Feng Jian, the helper, nodded his head, looking harmless to people and animals who could discuss anything, but people who knew his true face changed color. Over the years, the Panlong Gang has been low-key outside, but the internal competition is cruel, the altar owners have changed one after another, the capable are on top, but the throne of the gang leader Feng Jian is as stable as Mount Tai, no one else can touch it, and no one even dares to have such thoughts. All those who had done that were dead are dead.

"It's okay, then don't wait for the thirteenth brother, let's start. ”

Feng Jian finally spoke, turned the big iron ball on his palm, and said slowly: "Today, let's discuss one thing, come east, you can say it." ”

"Good. ”

He Donglai took the order, stood up and glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, the mysterious alchemy master that the eldest lady of the Liu family asked us to find in the Panlong Gang has been found. ”

"Wouldn't it, so fast?"

"It's, how did you find out?"

The lords of the altar were amazed and whispered. Everyone was involved in this matter, and they all used the manpower, connections and even various resources at hand to secretly search for it, but relying on the little information to find people out of the sea of people was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and no one expected that there would be results so quickly.

"The person was found by the helper himself, and there can be no mistake. ”

He Donglai had a thorough respect for the gang leader Feng Jian, and was also his most loyal confidant, and after a pause, he continued: "Although no one can be found in each branch of the altar, we have synthesized the information provided by each branch altar, analyzed in detail everyone who has entered and exited the Liuji Commercial Bank in the recent period, and counted the people who passed through the East Thirteenth Lane, nearby intersections and city gates at the same time, we have found the most consistent suspicious object through a large amount of data, a teenager who lives in the Ye family's compound, Hong Yuan. ”

"What?"

The altar masters screamed in unison, and then fell silent, thinking about it carefully, they secretly felt a chill, and no one questioned it. On the one hand, he didn't dare, and on the other hand, he also knew the ability of the helper Feng Jian.

Among the altar masters, there are many masters with outstanding cultivation, and they are all ruthless characters on the outside, but when they return to the Panlong Gang, they all obediently hold their tails. In terms of cultivation, the helper Feng Jian is not the highest in the gang, and in terms of connections, he may not be as extensive as Huo Qidong, the shopkeeper of Yihong Courtyard, but when it comes to scheming, I am afraid that the seventeen altar masters together are not as good as the helper alone. The latter has a skill that no one can match, and that is powerful calculations, which can find anomalies in a multitude of seemingly worthless intelligence, and then find correlations with each other to draw conclusions, which has not been missed for more than 20 years. It is precisely with this skill that Feng Jian has stepped from an inconspicuous peripheral disciple to the throne of the gang leader step by step, no one can shake him, and he has experienced many ups and downs.

According to the wind, the gang leader Liu Jian came out of the Ghost Wood Cliff and cultivated unpredictable magical powers. Whether the rumors are true or not, no one knows, but the old Jianghu heard that the Ghost Wood Cliff was as deep as it was a secret, it was an extremely mysterious super cultivation sect in the Gods and Ghosts Continent, killing people silently and leaving no traces.