Yandang Mountain, known as the reputation of "the first mountain in the southeast", the opening of the mountain is better than the Northern and Southern Dynasties, flourished in the Tang Dynasty, flourished in the Song Dynasty, is divided into the north and south Yandang, and the main peak is Baigangjian.

Because of the beautiful scenery and peculiar landscape, it has always been a favorite place for literati and rioters.

However, in the past few years, few people have set foot in the area of the main peak, because it is said that there are serious bandits here, and often people go and disappear, and they do not see anyone alive or dead.

The governor of Zhejiang also sent troops to suppress bandits, but with little success, and later sent spies up the mountain, only to find that the people entrenched in the area of the main peak were not ordinary bandits, but a group of bandits who came from that Dongying.

Although there are not many of these people, they are strong in martial arts, and they can always avoid several bandits from the imperial court, which makes the governor of Zhejiang very headache.

Originally, this matter was going to be reported to the imperial court, but for some reason, in recent years, these Dongying people suddenly died down, and the governor at that time was very puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

Since there are no longer any more tourists going missing, then in line with the principle that more is better than less, turn a blind eye.

At this moment, in a cottage on the top of the main peak, there are more than a dozen men and women sitting in the conference hall.

The first person wore the unique samurai hair of the Toei people, wore a pair of clogs, and his eyes were deep-set, and he looked at everyone with a sad face.

"We seem to be in real trouble this time."

He said to everyone: "Damn it, the target of the last assassination turned out to be the grandson of the current Ming Emperor!" ”

This sentence surprised everyone present.

"Wu Gongjun, what should I do? Emperor Ming won't send someone to kill us, right? ”

A middle-aged man with a bald head asked.

The man known as Takemiya Jun was none other than Takemiya Masao, the leader of the Tiansha Organization, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head:

"I don't know, but I have a bad hunch."

"Why does Wu Gongjun have such a bad premonition?"

A young woman in a Toei kimono asked, "Yamada-kun won't leak us." ”

As soon as the words fell, another old man shook his head and answered:

"Chiba Shimizu, you can't think like this, even if Yamada-kun didn't expose us, but if Emperor Ming really wanted to investigate this matter, how could he not find out about us?"

"Damn!"

Another big man slapped the table and shouted:

"This mission is only a few tens of thousands of taels of silver, but it wants us to assassinate the current Ming royal family, isn't this obviously playing us as fools?"

Masao Wugong waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "It is said that the Ming people are cunning, and it is true, but the matter has come to this, we have to be prepared." ”

The young woman named Chiba Shimizu giggled:

"Isn't Wu Gongjun a little too careful?"

"There won't be any evidence at the scene that we did it, and it's even less likely that our employer will betray us, even if the Ming Emperor wants to investigate, it will take some time, right?"

"Yes, yes, when the time comes, we can go back to Dongying first, and then come back after this time."

The old man from earlier said in a loud voice.

Masao Takemiya frowned and laughed at himself:

"Employer?"

"I don't even know who our employer is?"

"The person who dares to assassinate the current royal family is naturally a big man, how can it be possible for us to know his name?"

"None of this matters, Wu Gongjun, can you tell me what we should do?"

The big man shouted urgently.

Takemiya Masao's eagle-like gaze swept over everyone, and he said in a deep voice:

"I don't dare to gamble with my life, so we have to return to Dongying immediately."

Chiba Qingshui pursed his lips disdainfully, and muttered: "I don't want to go back, it's a big deal that I'll run to the Qinglou to hide, it's better than going back to Dongying!" ”

Masao Takemiya was noncommittal and said lightly:

"Those who are willing to go with me will go, and those who don't want to go back will fend for themselves, after today, everyone will be like strangers, and when the time comes back here, I will use the sign of heaven to gather everyone."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and a strong wind suddenly lifted a piece of red silk cloth behind him.

"Here's all our possessions over the years, let's divide them."

After saying this, he turned sideways and looked at everyone quietly.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and after a long time, the bald man stood up first, grabbed a package on the table, put it on his back, and walked out without speaking.

Immediately after, the old man sighed deeply, grabbed a package on the table, and turned around and walked out of the hall.

At this moment, the next people were not silent, they all stood up one by one, grabbed the package on the table, and walked out in silence.

Chiba Shimizu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally grabbed a package, but turned to Takemiya Masao and asked:

"Wu Gongjun, do you really want to go back to Dongying?"

Masao Takemiya smiled, but asked rhetorically:

"What about you, are you really going to hide in the Qinglou?"

As soon as he heard this, Chiba Shimizu suddenly laughed and trembled, and quipped:

"What's the matter, does Wu Gongjun want to be with me?"

Masao Takemiya was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile at any time:

"Where are you going, do you want me to pimp you?"

"So what's not to do?"

Chiba Qingshui was charming, and said coquettishly: "Could it be that you don't have confidence in me?" ”

She bit her red lip lightly, staring at Masao Takemiya very resentfully, her beautiful eyes rippling with endless spring color.

Masao Takemiya laughed: "If you go to the Qinglou, I'm afraid that the threshold will be broken." ”

Chiba Shimizu smiled and said, "Then are you going?" ”

Masao Takemiya was about to speak, but he heard a miserable cry from outside the door.

Immediately after, I saw the bald man who had walked out of the hall first flying in like a ball.

His burly body arced through the air, but with bursts of blood.

"Hmph, I want to go, I'm afraid it's late!"

There was a cold snort outside the door......