The vast majority of Chang'an people know that for a reason that no one knows, the old Chao Chunfeng Pavilion has always been reluctant to mention the name of his gang: the Ichthyosaurus Gang, and he prefers to call this Chang'an's No. 1 gang Chunfeng Pavilion. Many people speculate that this is because he has lived in Chunfeng Pavilion Henger Street since he was a child, and the enemies are secretly mocking, thinking that Ya just kills too many people, makes too much black money, makes too many bad things, and does too many bad things, and is not happy to be called rude, so he insists on associating himself, his gang with the seemingly elegant name of Chunfeng Pavilion.

Chunfeng Pavilion is located in the slum area of Dongcheng, the building is dilapidated, from day to night is full of idlers walking the streets and alleys of small stalls and vendors, not even quiet, naturally there is no elegance at all. But today's Spring Breeze Pavilion area is exceptionally quiet and quiet, quiet to the sound of rain falling like thunder, quiet to the sound of the cool breeze blowing through the shabby cake shop signboard on a spring night, from Hengsi Street to Hengyi Street a piece of alleys, you can't see any passers-by walking in the rain, not even the sound of a baby, as if except for the wind and rain and the streets and alleys shrouded by the meaning of slaughter, the rest do not exist zài, quiet to death.

Walking from Lin47 Lane to Chunfeng Pavilion, the distance is not too far, the two of them walked slowly like walking tourists, and it didn't take long to walk into this quiet street and dark alley.

The Spring Breeze Pavilion in front is hidden in the night, hidden in the sound of wind and rain, and can only vaguely see a dilapidated small pavilion, but I don't know how many enemies are also hidden inside and outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion in the night wind and rain.

Ning Que, who was wearing a black mask and carrying a lot of things on his back, walked honestly behind Chao Xiaoshu with an oil-paper umbrella, playing the role of an assistant waiter very well - I don't know when, he took the umbrella in Chao Xiaoshu's hand.

Chao Xiaoshu walked as always, even though the green shirt on his body had been wet with the rain flowing down from the oil-paper umbrella, he still had a faint smile on his face, illuminating the stormy night outside the umbrella.

There was a dead silence around the dilapidated pavilion.

The people who were ambushed here didn't expect that there were no three thousand Qingyi brothers as they imagined, only the old man of the Chunfeng Pavilion alone, and then broke in with a silent teenager and the wind and rain as his companion.

After a long silence, it was determined that there were only two people, the old Chao and Ning Que of the Chunfeng Pavilion, the enemy hidden in the night wind and rain no longer hid his whereabouts, accompanied by the continuous footsteps, the click of the soles of the boots, and the grinding sound of the sharp knife slowly pulling out the scabbard, hundreds of Jianghu men with solemn faces walked out of the alley from behind the pavilion from the side of the house.

The old Chao and Ning Que of the Spring Breeze Pavilion stood not far from the tattered pavilion, quietly watching the black crowd pouring out from all directions. Zhao Xiaoshu smiled slightly, did not ask the young man behind him whether he was afraid of such a boring question, raised his arm and wiped the rain on his face, pointed to a slightly chubby middle-aged man in the middle of the crowd and said:

"This person's name is Master Meng, the head of Nancheng, the big man with a shaved head next to him is called Song Tietou, Master Meng is Song Tietou's eldest brother, Song Tietou is the eldest brother of the person who went to your shop to make trouble that day. ”

As the middle-aged man in the green shirt raised his arm, the crowd besieging him on a rainy night suddenly stirred, and the men who stood in the front row with sharp blades in hand to show their bravery to their boss had a slightly stiff expression, and subconsciously took a step back. Ning Que stood behind him and watched this scene quietly, and roughly understood the status of the Fish and Dragon Gang in the dark night world of Chang'an City, and understood what kind of deterrent power these five words of the Spring Breeze Pavilion Old Dynasty had in the hearts of these people in the rivers and lakes.

He smiled at Xiaoshu, did not say anything to ridicule the other party, and pointed to a tall thin man in the depths of the crowd on the east side and said: "This is called Shunsuke, the head of Xicheng, and there are many men under his hands, and my brothers are close to him on weekdays. ”

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the crowd standing in a small circle behind the pavilion, frowned slightly and said: "Those are all Uncle Mao's people, Uncle Mao has always followed Chang'an Mansion, and his actions are extremely unruly, which is disgusting." Naturally, I won't be afraid of him, but since his sister-in-law is the concubine of Chang'an Mansion who joined the army, I just give him some face. ”

"Those men are more troublesome, they are all retreated from the city gate army, and they have real kung fu in their hands, and what is even more troublesome is that because the freight lines I manage have never had to pay tribute to them, so the city gate army itself has a lot of opinions about me and killed them, I don't know if the city gate army will be stupid enough to continue to make trouble. ”

In the wind and rain of the spring night, hundreds of ** characters in Chang'an City gathered around the Spring Breeze Pavilion, just to besiege and kill him, the number one gang leader in Chang'an, but in the face of this situation, he introduced Ning Que very gently which characters came tonight, none of them were missed, and he seemed extremely patient, or confident.

Ning Que lowered his voice and said: "It's okay to play with the introduction, but don't introduce me, these are the best masters in Chang'an City, if you know my identity, how can I mix in Chang'an City?"

"After tonight, if these people are not killed, they will probably be killed. The old man of the Chunfeng Pavilion looked at the crowd in the rainy night with his hands in his hands, and said calmly: "In that case, why should you be afraid of them?"

Ning Que held an umbrella, looked at his back and explained very seriously: "I'm not afraid of killing, but I'm afraid of trouble." ”

Just as the two of them were talking softly under the umbrella, the crowd on the rainy night finally couldn't bear the humiliation of the other party's disdain of treating the heroes of Chang'an as nothing, and after several discussions, they forcibly pushed out Master Meng of Nancheng to speak as a representative.

At the moment, although looking at the Chunfeng Pavilion Old Dynasty is bound to die, but to be honest, no one dares to be presumptuous in front of the other party until he sees this person close his eyes with his own eyes, and the same is true for Master Nancheng Meng, but at this time, he has the most people and the most powerful in the field, and he is also the most ruthless by the Fish and Dragon Gang on weekdays, so he can't say anything if he doesn't come forward.

"Relieve grain, move the warehouse, logistics support of the military department, guard the periphery of the household treasury, the most lucrative secret work in our Datang, all these years have been occupied by your fish and dragon gangs, and you don't even take out a little clear soup to share the profits of the brothers, the Holy Son of Heaven is in power, is there really such a truth in this world?"

Master Nancheng Meng looked at Chao Xiaoshu coldly and said: "You should know very well what it means to be angry, in the past, all the brothers of the family respected you for three points on the name of your Chunfeng Pavilion Old Dynasty, but now that the court wants to clean you up, you still don't want to enter the oil and salt, then don't blame us for being unkind to you." ”

"The level of education of the people in the rivers and lakes has never been high, so they will only say a few words over and over again, and in the early years, I needed to come forward to negotiate with people in person, and this kind of talk is really calloused. ”

Chao Xiaoshu stood under the umbrella, looked at the old man of Nancheng Meng who was talking eloquently, smiled and said softly, he naturally did not say this to the other party, but to Ning Que behind him.

Seeing that he despised him so much, Master Nanchengmeng's face became extremely ugly, and he slapped the cane in his hand and shouted: "The Fish Dragon Gang is known as the Three Thousand Green Shirts, but you and I both know that there are no more than 200 people who dare to fight for you, and now your most capable brothers are all suppressed by the nobles in the Yulin Army Xiao Cavalry Camp, I want to see how you can get out tonight!"

Chao Xiaoshu looked at his slightly twitching fat face, and suddenly replied with a smile: "Let's go back to your first question first, whether it is to solve the grain, move the warehouse, or Caoyun, I can dominate these businesses for so many years, naturally I am qualified to dominate, whether it is you or Shunsuke or Uncle Mao, none of you have the ability to dominate these businesses, and even if these businesses are placed in front of you, you don't dare to eat." ”

"You don't have to test whether I have a backhand, I can tell you, none of the Chunfeng Pavilion brothers will come to the Chunfeng Pavilion around, Qi Laosi is not here, don't you think it's strange? Don't be surprised, he and his brothers have already gone to your home, I believe that at this time, there is still your uncle's house in Nancheng Dongcheng and your uncle's house. ”

As these words resounded around the dilapidated pavilion, the crowd in the rain suddenly became more agitated, they surrounded Xiaoshu here, and kept sending people to follow Chao Xiaoshu's whereabouts, where did they think that Chao Xiaoshu actually used himself as bait to lure them here, but sent all the remaining forces of the Ichthyosaurus Gang to their lair!

"Woe to your wife and children's house!" The men who retreated from the city gate army shouted sharply: "Chao Xiaoshu, you deceive people too much!"

Chao Xiaoshu's face was slightly cold, and then he shook his head slightly and said: "You are besieging and killing me at the door of my house, if I hadn't dispersed the people in my house early, would this be considered a disaster to the family?" But don't worry, my Chunfeng Pavilion Lao Cao has always done things in a proper manner, and I don't plan to kill you at my own door and make your parents, wives and children heartbroken." ”

After a slight pause, he looked at everyone and said calmly: "But after tonight, don't think that you still have a home in Chang'an City." ”

Don't think you still have a home in Chang'an City.

A simple sentence made a lot of pictures suddenly appear in the minds of everyone in the audience - the five words of the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion are the promise of faith, and he said that if he doesn't move, his relatives will definitely not move - but on a cold spring rainy night, the old father, old mother, sick wife and children at home were rudely kicked out of the house, and then the house shop that he had been running for many years was turned into rubble by those green-shirted men of the Fish and Dragon Gang, who could accept that such a thing happened to him?

Nancheng Meng's fat face twitched again, the umbrella held by his hand did not cover all the rain, this convulsion actually popped out a few raindrops on the flesh, he said coldly: "There is no house to get up again, and there is no way to relive when people die, as long as you kill the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion, the rivers and lakes will be different from now on, Chang'an City...... It's ours!"

"Chang'an City will always belong to His Majesty the Emperor. Zhao Xiaoshu sneered slightly, looked down at the saber on his waist, raised his head and showed a heart-wrenching smile, and said, "Speaking of killing me, have you ever seen me make a move?"

Ning Que behind him put away the oil-paper umbrella, threw it at his feet at will, and raised his right hand to the hilt of the knife that stretched out to his back and pointed diagonally at Yuyun.

Xiang Xiaoshu slowly reached out and held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and at the moment when his slender fingers held the hilt of the sword stained with rain, he saw that the green shirt on his body shook slightly, and countless raindrops were bounced down into fine gouache, like a misty mist.

The middle-aged man with a gentle smile suddenly became murderous, as if he had become another person, and the cold rain around him seemed to feel something, swaying and tilting silently, and no drop dared to put on that green shirt.

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