The crowd of Haohao soup is like a long queue, flocking to the magazine market all over the streets and alleys of Suzhou.

When the pedestrians on the side of the road saw it, they all looked sluggish, looking at everything in front of them blankly, unable to grasp their heads.

"What's ......?"

It's human nature to join in the fun.

Therefore, from time to time, there are onlookers who do not know the truth, and subconsciously follow the footsteps of the crowd and join the team.

The arrogance is strong and the morale is high!

It's completely boiling, the night of Suzhou Mansion!

……

Night was falling.

Seeing that there should be no guests coming, Lao Liu also got up, packed up the publications and books at the door, and prepared to close the door to rest.

Suzhou Daily sells far better than expected.

At first, it was only sold piecemeal, but in the afternoon, a group of people suddenly came in, and the remaining Suzhou Daily was emptied in an instant......

Later, more and more people inquired, but they just came with excitement and returned with failure.

"It seems that there will be more purchases in the next issue."

- No matter how thin the profit is, who will not get along with the money?

"However, the Legend of the Condor Heroes is really good-looking!"

At this moment, there was a sudden endless bustle in the distance, and the noise was like a rushing wave, sweeping in!

Lao Liu couldn't help but slow down his movements and cautiously peeked into the distance......

In a short time, countless people scrambled to appear on the street corner, their destination ...... It is this magazine market run by Lao Liu!

Among them, there were well-dressed civilians, well-dressed scholars, and even rich men with big bellies......

The only thing that is the same is their eyes, glowing and full of impatience!

Seeing Lao Liu, everyone's eyes lit up, and their pace sped up a little.

The team stopped at the front door of the market, and between the two confrontations, the air was full of solemn smell......

"We're going to shoot the condor!"

A shrill roar instantly shattered the silence of the night.

"We're going to shoot the condor!"

"That's right! We're going to shoot the condor! ”

The same scene, at this moment, was staged in every corner of Suzhou Mansion at the same time.

The tide of the times is sweeping and surging!

……

Duan Heng, who was dressed in light bedclothes, was sitting in front of the desk with his brows tightly locked.

In front of him, there were mountains of official documents, and the lights in the room were like beans, flickering faintly, lining the night incomparably bleak.

Duan Heng is the prefect of Suzhou, that is, the top boss who has to report to work every day.

This is undoubtedly an eventful time for Suzhou Prefecture.

There is the infestation of Liangshan bandits outside, judging from the strength of Suzhou Mansion, it is a little stretched, although they have no action for Suzhou Mansion for the time being, but Duan Heng knows that everything is only a matter of time.

Inside, although it seems that the years are quiet, the present world is stable.

But there is some rumor at the level of society as a whole, as well as those displaced people in the west of the city......

Duan Heng shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly dealt with the official documents on the table.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.

Duan Heng felt a burst of shock for no reason, and his whole person was a little uneasy, but he still cheered up and said calmly: "Come in!" ”

A scribe in Tsing Yi pushed open the door and hurriedly came to Duan Heng.

"My lord, it's not good!"

Duan Heng's brows tightened, and he scolded with an unhappy expression: "Hugh is panicked, what is the matter, come quickly!" ”

The Tsing Yi scribe let out a heavy sigh, trying to suppress his surging emotions.

"According to the report of the people below, just tonight, countless people suddenly began to gather for no reason, and wandered in the streets and alleys of Suzhou Mansion in an organized manner, I am afraid that there are people with intentions who organize and have unknown intentions!"

"What!" The expression on Duan Heng's face began to distort, and a look of shock appeared on his cheeks.

The first thing he thought of was that the people of Liangshan had successfully infiltrated Suzhou Mansion, and then provoked a civil uprising through various excuses...... In that case, it's a bit of a big deal!

Duan Heng stood up with a blank expression, but in an instant, his eyes became calm.

While ordering the left and right sides to take the regular clothes and put them on, he ordered the officials and soldiers to be cautious and beware of accidents.

"Shengwen, come with me and see how it goes."

Immediately, he walked out of the house without looking back.

"Adult ......"

The scribe hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "The situation is unknown, how can your lord put yourself in such a dangerous situation?" ”

Duan Heng's steps did not stop, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of determination.

"It's not that I should go, but I have to!"

……

The words are full of righteousness and strictness, but the necessary disguise is not left at all.

Soon, two sneaky figures appeared on the street.

Maybe they think they are well disguised, but from their awkward movements, stiff body behavior...... Whoever looks at it, there are bound to be problems.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and there were not many people on the street, so no one noticed their strangeness.

"Where are we going now?" Duan Heng tilted his head sideways and asked softly.

"It is rumored that everyone is gathering in various magazines and markets in Suzhou, but I don't know what it is."

Duan Heng nodded and walked forward sneakily again.

From time to time, someone rushed by, looking hurried, and everyone's face was full of impatience.

"They ......"

"I should be going to that magazine market too!"

Duan Heng's expression became more and more serious, "Without further ado!" ”

After speaking, the two of them accelerated their pace again, speeding up in the direction of the convergence of people!

……

Before the publication, the standoff continued.

Liu Laohan stared blankly against the door frame, and his legs trembled violently.

"Guys and gentlemen...... Ladies and gentlemen...... I can understand how you want to see the Condor shooting. ”

"However, you are looking for my Lao Liu, but you are really looking for the wrong person!"

"Even if my Lao Liu has great ability, he can't conjure up that eagle shooting......"

Suddenly, his expression froze, and then as if he had thought of something, he roared hysterically, "By the way, if you want to see the eagle shooting, you have to go to the west of the city to find it!" ”

"West of the city?"

Many people had thoughtful looks on their faces.

For most people, the source of their newspapers is the major magazines all over Suzhou, so they take it for granted that they have to come to the magazines to find the follow-up plot of the Condor Shooting.

"Yes, go to the west of the city!"

At this time, a scholar-like person stood up, "Fellow villagers, this newspaper is indeed distributed by Chengxi, and this newspaper is just a place to sell newspapers. ”

"Let's go to the west of the city!"

The scholar raised his arms and exhaled, which instantly attracted countless people to respond, and then the team left in a huge manner, rushing towards the west of the city.

At the same time, countless teams began to march towards the west of the city and converge.

From time to time, new people join in.

Because after many people learned the news, they did everything possible to find the mansion.

- And then, too, they were conquered by the Condor!

This night, it became more and more lively.