"You have one more thing next, as long as this thing is done, I will spare your life, understand?"

Zhang Fang looked at the puzzled crowd and said his ultimate goal.

"My lord, please say, we will do it!" Wang Xuanjian said resignedly, now they are not only ants tied to a rope, but more importantly, their lives are also held in the palm of their hands.

At this time, as long as Zhang Fang pinched it gently, everyone was immediately shattered.

"Hmm!" Zhang Fang nodded, and immediately explained the matter to them completely until everyone fully understood.

Feiqiong's Gang Tianqingmen is too powerful, and there are many masters, and he can't fight against it alone, so he can only make this strategy.

Originally, I wanted them to keep the secret of killing Wu Mingze, it was not a difficult thing, as long as they killed them.

The dead are always tighter than the living, and are more able to keep secrets.

However, using this method to interfere and make the two gangs suspicious of each other, Zhang Fang thought it was not bad, so he thought of this trick.

"Clear?"

Wang Xuanjian and Li Shuhai said in unison: "It's clear, my lord, we will definitely do a good job, please relax." ”

"Let me ask you, what did you see today?" Zhang Fangfu asked again, taking the opportunity to knock them again.

"Han Qinsi, the master of the Azure Gate, ambushed the deputy leader of the Feiqiong Gang, and the Feiqiong Gang ......was completely wiped out."

Wang Xuanjian and the others immediately repeated the original words, and Zhang Fang nodded with satisfaction.

"If anyone doesn't do a good job, I can kill him at any time, and no one can escape!"

Zhang Fang's cold eyes swept away, and the restrained killing intent suddenly overflowed from his body again.

Knowing his mind, he doesn't pay much attention to the rights and wrongs of good and evil, and he does things according to his preferences, and there are no taboos in killing.

"Yes, yes, yes.... We get it!"

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and there was no resistance to Zhang Fang's order, they understood that resistance was death.

When night falls, darkness returns to the earth, and at this time, something bad always happens.

Although the night in Samsen-gun is not as lively as during the day, it is also very stylish, and even many businesses that are difficult to do during the day are also carried out at night.

Red lanterns are hung high, and the red firelight illuminates the dark streets.

On both sides of the clean street, there are not only pharmacies, inns, restaurants, but also the coquettish voices of beautiful girls, which are very lively.

They twisted their waists, which were as thin as willow branches, held handkerchiefs, and dressed up in fancy clothes, exuding a strong fragrance on their bodies.

"Guest officer, go slowly! remember to come next time!" The old bustard, who was covered with a strong fragrance and even choked his nose, walked out with a person, nodded and said.

"Well, I'll definitely come next time, and I'm looking for Miss Hanyan!"

This man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, but there was a red scar on his face, a burn scar, and he had been immersed in this gentle country for two days.

"The girl of cold smoke is really worthy of the oiran, that smooth and tender face, that soft whisper, that white delicate body, that ....."

The man's face was flushed, and he staggered and drank a jar of wine, stumbling down the street, and was almost hit by an oncoming carriage.

Fortunately, his fist and foot skills were not bad, and he narrowly avoided it.

He had a rare chance of coming out tonight, and he didn't have any of his men with him, and they didn't even know where he had gone.

He is just a small leader in the gang, and he doesn't have much spare money around him, and he can only look for those ordinary women on weekdays.

But now he is not what he used to be, and he has received a huge amount of money, and the huge amount of money that he will not get in his life is 30,000 taels.

One tael of silver is enough for a family of five to eat enough and not live on the streets, and 30,000 taels is an astronomical amount.

The man was very satisfied with the decision he made, but with just a few words, he got a wealth that ordinary people would never dare to imagine in their lifetime.

Not a brain-twitching fool, no one would refuse a deal.

The night was thick, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, leaving the bustling area, and the sky suddenly became a lot darker.

"Why is it a little cold!" said the man, still drunk, in a daze.

It's a hot season, and there's no sign of rain lately, so it's cold because there's a heat wave everywhere.

The man didn't think much about it, and didn't want to think about it, and drank all the way to the sparsely populated street.

The night is cold, and the moon is bright!

On the high ink-colored tiles, stood a black shadow, with long hair fluttering, and silver moonlight sprinkled on his body, quiet and noble.

His sturdy body reflected the black shadow, and the black shadow was dragged to the old elder, looking lonely and desolate!

Phew!

The sharp knife came out of the sheath, and the crisp sound of the sheath was so clear in the silent world, accompanied by the quiet moonlight, the killing intent suddenly became rich.

"Who!"

The drunken man's ears moved slightly, and the clear sound of the knife came into his ears slowly, and the sound was instantly amplified, like thunder, which completely woke him up at once, and the drunkenness was gone.

The man was shocked into a cold sweat all over his body, it was the hot season, but he felt that he had come to the cold season of three feet of ice, and he was cold!

The man squinted, but before he could see clearly, a cold light fell on his face, and he only felt a chill.

The cold light disappeared in an instant, and by the time we said goodbye, it had turned bloody.

There were no screams, except for the sound of the ground and the crunch of broken porcelain.

The sky is no longer a monotonous night, but bursts out of thousands of blood lines, like flowers and bones blooming in an instant, delicate and incomprehensible.

The wind swept by, and there was nothing left except the man on the ground with a broken throat.

Early the next morning, rumors spread in Sanquan County!

"Hey, do you know? The master of the Azure Gate led people to rob and kill the deputy leader of the Feiqiong Gang, and all the more than fifty people were killed in Crisp Bolin, ten miles away. ”

A burly man poured wine into a wine jar, looked at the people next to him and said proudly.

"Whether it's true or not, you can't talk nonsense. "There are those who do not believe.

Tianqingmen and Feiqiong Gang are both top gangs in Yunzhou, and once this kind of major event spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"When have I ever deceived someone, it's true, my friend is fortunate enough to know a person who specializes in gathering intelligence, claims to be a jack of all trades, and this kind of thing is not fake. ”

Dahan said unhurriedly, and he saw all the reactions of the crowd.

It is said that there is nothing he doesn't know in Sanquan County, and if he says it, it may be true. Someone said.

"Yes, it's him, this person is not well known, he is an old man with a strange temper, a Broken Qi Grandmaster-level figure. Dahan responded.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to Crisp Bolin to have a look, the corpse may be gone, but the strong smell of blood and the bamboo forest destroyed by the great war should still be there. ”

The people around him didn't seem to believe it, they hadn't heard of any know-it-all, but the expressions of those two people didn't look like they were cheating.

They are willing to listen to such important matters, and they have the right to use them as idle conversations.