Xiao Xuan didn't want to deal with these Jianghu characters. Although in the eyes of many people, there is not much difference between killers and gangsters, they are all the same and disliked by ordinary people.

Because he has been in contact with this kind of person enough and deep enough, to the point where he is a little bored. So when Ye Qingshan said that he wanted to invite him to sit on the top floor, he was not very reluctant.

"The Southern Gang killed Du Lao Er, and they bit around like a mad dog out of the cage, and it is naturally impossible for the Northern Gang to let them bite off a piece of meat from their bodies. ”

"Of course, the north side doesn't want to occupy only the north side, but this is not something that can be decided by one family. ”

"Tonight, the people of the Southern and Northern Gangs gathered here to bring an end to the struggle of these days. Ye Qingshan looked at Xiao Xuan, and said with a calm face: "In fact, whether it is our Northern Gang or the Southern Gang under Ouyang Fatty, there are naturally some big people behind it who are inconvenient to come forward. ”

"Our Northern Gang," Xiao Xuan sandwiched a piece of braised pork that was just rightly burned, looking at the fat dripping from the meat, he didn't know what he was thinking, "When I first joined Tianluo, I had an idea about your identity, but I didn't expect that someone like you would succumb to someone else as a thug." ”

He paused for a moment and added: "I didn't expect that such a big gang as the Northern Gang would also be that person's industry. ”

"I'm not a thug because I don't hit people, I only kill people, and if you want, maybe it's better to call me a hitman. ”

"And I do what I want, and no one can command me, not even that one, who never forces me to do anything. ”

Xiao Xuan handed the piece of meat to his mouth, chewing it with relish, and said vaguely: "But I am neither from the north, nor do I belong to the south, I am afraid it will not be my turn to participate in such a big scene." ”

"I want you to participate, but of course I don't want you to do anything, of course, if it really comes to the point where you have to do something, you will naturally know. ”

"You are a wise man, and you know what is the most effective way to settle a dispute. Ye Qingshan stood up and walked towards the second floor, "Don't you want to see my sword?"

This is the first time Xiao Xuan has seen the back of this one-armed swordsman, every time the two of them met in the past, Ye Qingshan straightened his waist and stood beside that one, like a famous sword in a sheath.

Xiao Xuan felt that the way he walked was very special, he thought about it, and realized that it was because he was nothing special when he walked, as if the distance he walked was the same with each step, and the speed of walking was always unhurried.

In the first few meetings, Ye Qingshan rarely looked at Xiao Xuan, but it was not indifference, but the calmness of seeing everything outside his body as nothing.

His left hand was mutilated for some reason unknown to Xiao Xuan, and the fingers of his right hand were slender and the knuckles were white, Xiao Xuan guessed that he must have held the sword many times a day.

Only one point, different from usual.

Tonight, his sword is in his hand.

Ye Qingshan said that Xiao Xuan had a chance to see his sword tonight, which meant that among the opponents, there must be at least one very powerful cultivator. It was not the first time Xiao Xuan had seen the duel between cultivators, but he rarely had the opportunity to observe and feel it up close.

When the two of them appeared on the top floor, when their footsteps fell in front of the door, as if they had already made an appointment, hundreds of heads changed directions in unison, and hundreds of eyes fell on them at the same time.

Ouyang Sheng frowned, because he knew the origin of the one-armed swordsman, and he also knew the jet-black sword in his hand.

Tang Cheng's already somewhat blue face was even more gloomy at this time, because the sword reminded him of some not very good old times.

Qi Lao Liu saw the face of the person who came, and the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

Many more had a look of surprise on their faces, for they didn't know what the presence of a swordsman could mean at such a tense time.

Ye Qingshan didn't look at the expressions of these people, but walked in front of Qi Lao Liu and the others by himself, and sat in the position that should have been Murong Feng, the leader of the Northern Gang.

Xiao Xuan was about to follow, but was stopped at the door by two vicious men.

"Nangang does things, and the irrelevant little ghosts get out of here. ”

Ye Qingshan looked at the two of them the same, and then looked at Qi Lao Liu, who was startled, stood up sweating profusely and shouted: "This is Mr. Ye's friend, what are you two miscellaneous things, and you dare to block the way?"

As soon as the words came out, several men in gray immediately stepped forward to relieve Xiao Xuan.

"I didn't expect that in their mouths, you became Mr. Ye. Xiao Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to the surprised eyes of a group of people, and walked to Ye Qingshan's side very naturally, lowered his voice and said, "Look, I don't want to be as famous as you yet." ”

It was only at this time that people noticed that there was someone behind the swordsman, and it turned out that the young man who looked like a countryman was a fellow traveler of the swordsman, not some passer-by who was so bold that he wanted to fish in troubled waters.

Ye Qingshan didn't speak, because at this time his gaze fell on Tang Cheng, who was slightly pale, and at the same time, Tang Cheng was also looking at him, the eyes of the two met in mid-air, and Xiao Xuan faintly felt that there seemed to be two sharp swords clashing there.

Ye Qingshan pointed to the position on his left, someone brought a chair for Xiao Xuan, and just like that, a young man of unknown origin sat on the same level as the one-armed swordsman.

Qi Lao Liu and several of his brothers looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes. They are high-level figures below the self-leader in the Northern Gang, so they naturally know Ye Qingshan's identity, and they understand that with the arrogance of this gentleman, it is impossible to allow anyone to be equal to him.

Who is this unattractive teenager?

What qualifies him to sit here?

However, the gentleman was not going to say, and naturally they could not ask. His appearance means that all the tasks of his own people here tonight have been completed.

Qi Lao Liu and the others quickly exchanged glances, then stood up one after another, and all of them retreated. The dozen or so men in gray from the Northern Gang also walked out with them.

In the blink of an eye, only the people of the Southern Gang were left in the field.

Ouyang Sheng's eyes, which were about to narrow into a slit, finally opened, and looked at Ye Qingshan, who was silent, his face was gloomy and almost dripping, "It seems that Murong Feng will not appear tonight." ”

"Since I'm here, I already represent the attitude of that One. ”

"Can you represent the entire Northern Gang, on behalf of all the Northern Gang?"

"Yes. ”

The fat on Ouyang Sheng's face trembled violently, and he didn't know why, listening to this familiar voice, he was a little inexplicably afraid.

He looked at Tang Cheng beside him, and saw the nearly 100 brothers under him, and his mood was a little settled.

"Does he not want to come, or does he dare not come?"

"It's not that he doesn't want to come, but that he has something more important to do, and he won't dare to come, because you people alone don't deserve to be afraid. ”

When Ye Qingshan said these words, he spoke very slowly, so slow that people had the illusion that he had to stop every time he said a word.

However, listening to these words in the ears of the people of the Southern Gang, it is a different feeling.

Every word was like a hammer, striking heavily on their chests.

They were overwhelmed.

Until the most powerful of them speaks.

"Did you kill my brother?"

The person who spoke was Tang Cheng, and his brother was naturally Du Laoer. Everyone knows that this north-south dispute certainly involves many years of grievances between the two sides, but the death of Du Lao Er is the trigger of all events.

If it weren't for the fact that Du Lao Er was still alive and dead at this time, the north and south gangs might still fight for some other reason, but at least it would be later.

"It's not. Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Qingshan gave such an answer.

Tang Cheng's thick eyebrows were deeply furrowed together, he didn't doubt that someone as proud as Ye Qingshan would lie, so he was a little puzzled.

Then he looked at Ouyang Sheng.

Ouyang Sheng was a little surprised by Ye Qingshan's answer, because he, like Tang Cheng, knew very well that a person like Ye Qingshan would not and could not lie at all, and his status in the Northern Gang, he said no, then it really wasn't.

He was surprised, but that didn't stop him from saying what he was going to say next.

"Even if it really wasn't done by you, these days, not a hundred, but eighty of my brothers who have been injured and disabled by you, and now the entire capital is waiting to see my Ouyang Sheng's jokes, how should this account be calculated?"

"If I don't make this matter clear today, how will my Southern Gang continue to mix in the capital in the future?"

He was right, the two gangs had been fighting for many days, both openly and secretly, and both sides had losses for each other. However, after all, the south side lost a military advisor-like figure first, and without Du Laoer's advice, it would have been enough for the gang to be injured and disabled, but a lot of business in the gang was taken up by the north.

Those who used to enjoy the protection of the Southern Gang, the merchants and casinos, and the bosses who rented the façade to do business in the South Gang's property, as soon as they heard the news that it was wrong, many of them turned to the north.

This is the most intolerable thing for Ouyang Sheng.

Xiao Xuan didn't know the details of this, but he could guess it. At this moment, he looked sideways at the person next to him, wanting to know what he planned to do next.

Ye Qingshan looked at Tang Cheng's hands on his knees, and looked very seriously, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Everything he said tonight was the truth, and Du Lao Er was not killed by someone from the Northern Gang.

He wasn't very good at talking, because no matter what kind of identity he was, no matter what mask he was wearing, he didn't need to say much.

So he chose to get his hands dirty.

He slowly raised his arm, and between his five fingers was the sword that was all jet black.

The name of the sword is Mo Lian.

He hadn't drawn his sword yet, but there was a commotion in the crowd.

Tang Cheng laughed, his smile was a little hideous, and he was also a little pale, "Ye Qingshan, I heard that ten years ago you were only a distracted cultivator, ten years have passed, even if you have reached the point of distraction, do you think that you can win the sword in my hand by yourself?"

"And the nearly 100 brothers around me?"