Volume 1: The Origin of the Floating Dragon Chapter 67 Death in a Foreign Land
Before the burly man's words fell, a figure had already appeared at the door of the Imperial Hall.
When he looked up, he was a very young man, no more than twenty-five or sixteen.
The man had a pair of blue eyes, ordinary appearance, when he saw the scene in the hall, his eyebrows were raised, a smile bloomed on his sunny and handsome face, and he walked directly to the seat that had been arranged earlier, and sat down with a golden knife.
Heterochromic pupils, which is one of the characteristics of northerners.
In the Northern Federation, the transcendents have officially come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes, especially after the appearance of the bachelor sequence, many things have been taken over by the transcendentals, but this alternation of power often happens silently, even in the Northern Federation, which is known as an enlightened democracy, it is impossible for ordinary people to know the inside story.
The blue-eyed man who was sent as an envoy was one of the transcendents.
It is precisely because of his extraordinary ability that when facing the "elite" of this room, he can still keep his face unchanged and behave naturally.
When the burly man came in to report, the middle-aged man who was in the middle of the stars holding the moon and guarding sat up from the sofa, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this scene.
Since the prestige of the Green Noodles Gang has been famous in Ningpu, for many years, it has been a long time since a junior dared to be so arrogant in front of him.
This middle-aged man is none other than Gu Bingchang, the leader of the Qingmian Gang, who is really a black-and-white boss in Ningpu, according to rumors, this bigwig and Ma Ningyuan, the number one leader in the county, are all equals, and it is even rumored that the previous director of the Ningpu Bureau of Industry and Commerce died violently at home, and this matter is inseparable from Zhou Bingchang.
Gu Bingchang glanced at the corner of the imperial hall as if unintentionally, there, there was a man with a withered face, if the eyes of the group of big men behind the sofa were not squinting and pretending, then this one was really indifferent, half-squinted and half-closed eyes, from time to time shot out of fine light, the eyes of the group of big men occasionally fell on him, as if they were stabbed by something, and hurriedly moved away, not daring to look again.
Only when the blue-eyed man appeared, he raised his head slightly, glanced at it, and soon, he returned to his previous appearance.
The obelisk has been around for so long, and the transcendent world is still not known to the public, and one of the important reasons is because no one can understand the true identity of the transcendent until it really makes a move.
Seeing this man with a withered face, Gu Bingchang's confidence suddenly became a lot full, this is the "master" he invited at a great price.
And this is still an arrangement on the surface, and there are other precautions, but it is all in the dark.
When he didn't invite this man with a withered face, Gu Bingchang made a bold statement, saying that if he wanted to take down this glorious nightclub, he would at least dispatch an elite reinforcement company, fully armed, so that he could probably have a sixty or seventy percent chance of success.
But at this point in him, he would not miss a big thing for a little battle of will, he raised his chin slightly towards the position where the man was, and among the warblers and swallows on both sides, he immediately divided four or five or six people and surrounded the blue-eyed man.
"The old man has a heart." The blue-eyed man was not polite, he hugged one in one hand, and he looked like he would not refuse, but the pair of blue eyes were lingering on the beauty beside Gu Bingchang, and his intentions were not concealed at all.
This young man from the north can barely be explained by his youthful frivolity before, but this time, it is an undisguised and naked provocation.
"She's only been with me for a few days, so if you like it, I'll give it to you." As he spoke, Gu Bingchang raised his hand and pushed behind the snow-white girl beside him, listening to his words and watching his behavior, as if this was not a big living person, but an item that could be asked for at will.
"Mr. Gu, I ......"
The snow-white woman was suddenly forced, her body staggered, and she was about to speak, Gu Bingchang swept her eyes lightly, and she was suddenly silent, not daring to say more.
"Mr. Gu's words are serious, since she is your woman, you don't dare to think about it at all." The blue-eyed man also knew that Gu Bingchang was on fire, and he was just testing Gu Bingchang, not intending to make trouble, his face was solemn, and he withdrew the hand on the shoulders of the two beauties, and the title of Gu Bingchang changed from the "ancient big" full of rivers and lakes to the much more formal "Gu Zong".
Gu Bingchang couldn't see joy or anger on his face, he beckoned gently, and the snow-white woman with an aggrieved face leaned over obediently again, as if nothing had happened before.
She was used by Gu Bingchang to get her hands on it, and she was unwilling to make trouble at first, but after seeing Gu Bingchang's horror, she no longer dared to have other thoughts, so she could only play her role obediently.
"What did the messenger bring with him this time?"
The blue-eyed man leaned forward slightly, took out a crumpled envelope from his pocket, and slapped it on the crystal coffee table in front of him, "The meaning of our side is clearly written in the letter, and I invite Mr. Gu to read it." ”
At present, the Northern Federation may not be popularized by the people, but in several important departments of the government and the military, the telegraph has been officially launched, and if there are important things that need to be communicated, even if they are thousands of miles away, that is, the matter of tapping a keyboard and taking a telegram, there will be no backward methods such as letters.
The current Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, I'm afraid it's still doing something to expedite seven or eight hundred miles, right?
Thinking like this, the blue-eyed man felt a little funny in his heart, and the sense of superiority that he had thought about pressing deep in his heart before coming immediately had a tendency to emerge.
Gu Bingchang opened the envelope with a solemn expression, shook off the letterhead, and read it carefully.
The snow-white woman beside her and the group of big men behind her, seeing this, opened their eyes with interest and didn't dare to look more.
The letter is not long, only a few hundred words, but the truth behind these hundreds of words is extremely far-reaching.
"What the general meant, Gu Mou understood, and asked the messenger to convey it to the general, there is no problem, everything written on this is wrapped up in Gu, and the general can rest assured."
Hearing this result, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on the blue-eyed man's face, and only then did he speak again and said: "There are a few other questions, General Qing asked me to ask Mr. Gu for advice, it is best for you to write a written answer, so that I can take it back to restore my life." ”
This time, the blue-eyed man took out a small square folded in half from his inner pocket, pressed it with two fingers, and pushed it to Gu Bingchang.
"It's ......"
Gu Bingchang did not rush to take it apart and look at it, but looked up at the blue-eyed man.
Obviously, this small square was taken out by the blue-eyed man after Gu Bingchang gave a positive answer.
The blue-eyed man didn't answer, just looked at Gu Bingchang with a smile, looking unfathomable.
The expression on Gu Bingchang's face became more and more solemn, and he picked up the small square and was about to open it, but when he heard a bang, the entire Imperial Hall seemed to be shaken by this movement.
"What's the fuss?!"
Gu Bingchang, who was angry, turned his head to look, and saw a rather familiar figure standing at the door of the imperial hall.
The gate is a place where light and shadow are intertwined, and for a while, I can't see the appearance of the people who come.
"Gu Kuan?"
When he saw the person clearly, Gu Bingchang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then frowned, although his little nephew is not a weapon, embarrassed and useless, but he is usually quite sensible, and he doesn't make many mistakes, how can he be so indistinguishable from the occasion, panicked, it's just not like words!
If it was someone else, Gu Bingchang would have ordered it to be dragged out, but Gu Kuan was his blood relative after all, and he was about to scold him when he got up, but he saw Gu Kuan, who was standing straight at the door, suddenly, fell straight forward, and landed directly on the ground.
If Gu Bingchang got closer, he could clearly see that before he passed out, the expression on Gu Kuan's face was as if he had seen some kind of indescribable horror, full of horror and fear.
After Gu Kuan fell, at the gate of the Imperial Hall, there was only a staggered light and shadow left.
Gu Bingchang faintly felt a trace of strangeness in his heart, but at the moment, completing the secret negotiation with the blue-eyed man was the most important thing, so he thought about ordering someone to take Gu Bingchang down first, and then go to see what was going on.
At this moment, in the corner of his eye, a transparent outline suddenly flashed, and in the blink of an eye, this outline disappeared again, only making Gu Bingchang think that he was hallucinating.
The idea of "hallucination" just emerged from the bottom of his heart, and behind the blue-eyed man, the void rippled, ripples appeared, and then, like a beast probing its claws, a white and delicate palm suddenly appeared.
The palm fingers are like knives, and they move like thunder!
Phew!
With a soft sound, the antique sofa behind the blue-eyed man was pierced, followed by the chest of the blue-eyed man.
The bloody palms came from the chest of the blue-eyed man, and on the nails, there were still broken organs.
This transcendent man who had come from the advanced countries of the north turned his neck with difficulty, and his blue eyes were full of disbelief.
He was unwilling, unwilling to die like this, and he didn't want to believe that in this backward barbarian land, people would take their lives so lightly.
He wanted to see who his killer was.
Is it the killer of the Immortal Cry, or the genius of the Order Killing School, or the few transcendents of the same age in the army who compete with him for the position of sixth-rank military attaché?
Neither.
What caught his eye was a strange young face, and this young face was looking at him with a smile.
The next moment, the hand knife that pierced through the blue-eyed man's chest was violently withdrawn.
There was no blood gushing, no howling.
The blue-eyed man was full of doubts, his body went limp, and he collapsed into the antique sofa.
The blood that flowed, on this couch that can be called a cultural relic, was wantonly abused.
At this time, the other people in the Imperial Hall seemed to have realized what had happened.
Several Yingyan, who were originally sitting around the blue-eyed man, screamed in surprise.
The piercing sound of the eardrums seemed like some kind of signal, and in an instant, the sound of loading, shouting, screaming...... All kinds of voices resounded in the imperial hall.