"Helper!"

Seventy or eight forty or fifty-year-old men fell to their knees, burst into tears, and cried, like a group of children!

It's just that crying now and crying just now are completely two different moods!

Leng Ping hadn't come back to his senses yet, an angry look gradually appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The prince and the prince obviously promised me not to embarrass you, how can you ...... Why are you all fucking coming down to accompany me! Now that I'm a ghost, I won't let him go!"

Jun Wuxian looked at Leng Ping, who was not too conscious, and simply pointed at his sleeping hole and said, "You better sleep first......

"Really? I'm not dead?"

Two hours later, Leng Ping lay on the bed, looking at these brothers who followed him to fight the world back then, with a suspicious expression, and then shook his head violently: "How come? I obviously think that I am dead, how can I live again? You say it quickly, Lord Junhou...... He, how did he do it?"

The expression of the rich old man at the moment was like a good boy who had won candy, and the smile was called a happy one.

Leng Ping glared at him: "Chang Laosan, can you be a little promising?" Lao Tzu remembers that you are several years older than Lao Tzu, can you not laugh so idiotly?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the tall and thin middle-aged man: "Li Laosi, and you, aren't you usually very good at pretending to be deep? Why do you look like a fool? Grandma, hurry up and answer Lao Tzu, this, what's going on?"

"Hehe, helper, my boss, you are not dead, you are alive, as for how you lived, you ask the prince to go. Damn, if Sun Liu hadn't died at his hands, Lao Tzu would have been eager to kiss his feet, Lao Tzu has lived so long, it's the first time I've seen a miracle, helper, it's a miracle!" The tall and thin man danced and spoke.

Leng Ping had a black line in his head, and then looked at several other people, and they all behaved similarly. I couldn't help sighing, and said in my heart, paralyzed, Lao Tzu is indeed not dead, but Lao Tzu's group of brothers. It's all crazy......

At this time, someone outside knocked softly on the door. Whispered: "Chang Deputy Gang Leader." Your Highness has sent someone to ......"

Several people in the room woke up violently, glanced at each other, and their eyes fell on Leng Ping.

"Fuck, you guys, you're finally getting normal!"

Leng Ping scolded. Although his life was picked up, his body was still very weak, and he had to recuperate for a while before he could really recover. is to immediately handle the aftermath for himself...... Leng Ping thought of this, and couldn't help but snort on the ground, saying in his heart that this is really fucking unlucky, handle the aftermath for yourself, how can you make sense of things in this world?

"His Royal Highness the Prince, hmph, Lao Tzu's bones are not cold, he can't wait? Are you really afraid that the gang will fall into the hands of the Marquis Jun?" Leng Ping sneered: "Drive away! Just say, if you have anything to say, go to the Marquis Jun and go! The leader of the Qing Gang is the Marquis Jun!"

The rich old man named Chang Laosan took back a mask and a bottle of elixir left by Jun Wuxian for Leng Ping at this time, and said, "Helper, this is what the prince left for you before leaving!"

After Leng Ping put on that mask, everyone in the room was dumbfounded, is this still the brother they have been with for twenty or thirty years, the leader of the Green Gang, and the leader of the underground forces in Qinglong City?

In front of them, it was clearly an elegant middle-aged literati in his forties, with a white face and no beard! Even his eyes were very different from the past, and if it weren't for the fact that his voice had not changed much, they would even think that they had seen a ghost!

Even Leng Ping himself was speechless for a while in the mirror, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: I remembered that when the prince asked him to send someone to kill Jun Wuxie, he said that this down-and-out nobleman of the Great Qi Kingdom must be the Jun Wuxian in Huangsha City. It was also the one who didn't know how to use to torture and kill the crown prince and master, the sword king-level powerhouse Murong Tian, and hung it on the highest flagpole in Qinglong City, leaving a message to warn His Royal Highness the prince of Jun Wuxie!

Leng Ping's heart suddenly had a little more enlightenment, and suddenly shivered all over, if it is true, then the scheming and methods of this prince and marquis are a little too terrifying! Think about it, even a sword king-level martial artist can be killed by him, and he, a great sword master-level martial artist, actually sent someone to find trouble with him, isn't this looking for death?

Thinking of this, Leng Ping's hatred for the crown prince Zhao Xinghe deepened a little, and he sneered in his heart: Prince, prince, you must think that I am dead, and if you want to take my gang, it is impossible!

Lao Tzu has been making cattle and horses for you for several years, providing you with intelligence, providing you with a lot of money to train all kinds of talents, and in the end, I heard that Lao Tzu died, and you actually came to plot Lao Tzu's industry in the first place, which is really a wolf ambition. In comparison, the prince is a real man!

Unconsciously, Leng Ping's heart has begun to seriously favor Jun Wuxie, although Jun Wuxian left him, the main purpose is also for the Qing Gang, but people are doing it above board!

This incident conspiracy is divided into conspiracy and yang conspiracy, and the conspiracy will not be on the table after all, and yang conspiracy, that kind of dignified and upright advancement, is the king!

At this time, the tall and thin man Li Laosi said softly: "Helper, if you deal with the aftermath, your coffin should not be empty......

When several deputy gang leaders and elders over there heard this, they all felt justified, and if they wanted to cheat, they had to do a full set.

When Leng Ping heard this, he groaned for a while, and then said: "Find a stand-in who looks similar to me and treat his family well!"

"His Highness's people said that they want to see the deputy gang leader!"

Outside, another henchman whispered.

"Damn, they're not done yet, I'm going to kill them!" Chang Lao is over fifty years old, and he is rich, but his temper is still short-tempered, this deputy gang leader of the Green Gang, who only has nine grades of swordsmanship, also followed Leng Ping, slashing and killing all the way from the street gangsters, and fought hard!

That bloody body, but it hasn't diminished with age at all, and it's still so aggressive.

"Okay, just drive it away, just say that you are too sad now, if there is anything, wait until Lao Tzu is buried!" Leng Ping pursed his lips and said very awkwardly.

After thinking about it, he then instructed: "Fourth, go, take all my family members, especially my ignorant dog, don't let him be instigated by others to do anything stupid." ”

The tall and thin man Li Laosi answered, pushed the door and left.

Several other people also went out one after another, their faces showed sadness again, don't look at them are now forty or fifty years old, they are all very rich, and they have a high status, but in their bones, they are all the same blood of hooligans, acting in a play or something, for them, it is simply a piece of cake!

Jun Wuxian at this time, has already left the main hall of the Qing Gang, after all, he stayed here for too long, it is easy to arouse the suspicion of others, on the road, Jun Wuxian felt that someone followed him, all the way to the head of the commercial street, the night was slightly cool, the evening breeze blew lightly, the street was deserted, there were almost no people.

Jun Wuxian stood still, turned around and said lightly: "Murderous, if you want to say anything, just say it quickly, do you still want me to invite you to my house for a cup of tea?"

In the air behind Jun Wuxie, there was a strange distortion, and a faint figure appeared here very suddenly, those cold and wooden eyes, staring at Jun Wuxie, there was no emotion in his eyes, if it was an ordinary person, he could be scared out of illness by forcing his gaze.

Jun Wuxie's face did not have any expression, he frowned slightly, and said, "Are you sick? If you have something to say, let it go! Don't be like a peg here, you are a human being if you know, and you think you are a ghost if you don't know...... Why are you staring at me? I have flowers on my face? Don't use your eyes to scare people, I don't eat this!"

The shadow was so angry that he almost fainted, and now, he somewhat understood His Highness's mood, why when he heard the name Jun Wuxie, he would be furious, and he would be unable to sleep at night, no matter how much he took the soothing pills, it didn't work, not to mention anything else, this guy's sharp mouth was not something that ordinary people could bear!

"I want to see if it's a sharp mouth or a sharp sword!" The shadow's voice was the same as his own, extremely cold, and his voice was very strange, giving people the feeling that he had not spoken for many years.

"Then try it! Damn, threaten me, you're a piece of!" Jun Wuxian pointed at the shadow with an arrogant face and scolded: "Sword King level, Lao Tzu is afraid of you, come!"

"Look for death!"

The shadow's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving no afterimage in the air, which shows how fast he is!

Bang!

A loud noise completely erupted in this empty street.

Jun Wuxian's body took five or six steps backwards, and his face was a little pale, of course, he only showed the strength of the Great Sword Master's Seventh Rank, and his face was pale, and he was also pretending.

But again, the shadow is not comfortable!

The air distorted slightly, and his figure appeared four meters away, and a trace of horror appeared on his cold face.

Although he just wanted to teach this kid who didn't know the height of the sky and didn't do his best, the other party was just a great sword master seven-rank martial artist! Even if his martial art was a five-element attribute martial art, so what? The shadow himself was a sword king-level martial artist!

Although his rank is not high, what Shadow is really good at is assassination!

But this kid caught him in the air very accurately just now, and he also made a move with him, although he didn't suffer a loss, but he didn't take advantage of it.

Just now, a sword king of his own followed him a great sword master, and he was seen through it, and now he hides and attacks him, and he sees through it again, which makes the shadow have to re-examine this young man, and his mind turns sharply, judging whether he is blind, or can indeed reveal himself, if the latter...... This son cannot be kept!

Thinking of this, the shadow's eyes flickered, staring at Jun Wuxie's eyes, human eyes, usually do not lie, the shadow asked coldly, "Can you see me?" (to be continued......