Kuofeng Town, Black Dragon Society Headquarters, Chamber of Secrets

Zhang Xueyao supported her chin with one hand, looked at the half-transparent figure in front of her, and rolled her eyes from time to time.

"Failed again? No, you can't do it, can you? Is it so dish? ”

Bai Wuchang's figure is slender, and his voice is full of magnetism and the temptation of a mature woman.

"Lord Ghost Envoy, we could have done it originally, but a team leader named Zhang Sheng suddenly appeared halfway through. That person is so powerful, and the beasts like the Painted Skin Ghost can't help him, and the slave family estimates..."

Zhang Xueyao smacked her mouth, "Demon envoy? ”

Seeing Bai Wuchang nodding, Zhang Xueyao narrowed her eyes, "Arrange it, I want to see him." I'll kill him if I can. ”

Kuofeng Town, Yuelai Building

Huang Lingfeng sat by the window on the second floor, looking at the scene on the street in a daze.

Obon is just around the corner, and the whole town is preparing in advance, with new wooden mage seats and Shi Gu Tai being seen everywhere, and shelves of each altar springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

The faces of the people were filled with excitement and anticipation, and they could be seen without their eyes, naturally, the faint Buddha aura that haunted everyone and covered the whole city was also more pure and sacred.

Huang Lingfeng "Zhang Sheng" was promoted to the head of the general team this morning, and the reason why he was able to sit in Yuelai Building and eat leisurely with the plane crash was of course because his subordinates were busy.

asked Zhao Danian to "keep quiet" before, but it was just for him to "spread it out" quickly.

Sure enough, this kind of person could not be expected to be tight-lipped, and in less than two hours, almost all the officials and people in the public gate were sitting on pins and needles.

Because the news that "the ghost envoy has a grudge against the yamen and kills people in the public gate" has spread.

Well, it's normal for people to hang high if they don't care about themselves, but when this thing threatens their own lives, they often burst out with huge energy.

Huang Lingfeng was alone, and it was not too difficult to find the ghost envoy hiding in the shadows, not to mention that the other party had some kind of evil law, so he had an idea and spread the news through Zhao Danian's mouth.

This is not... In the celebratory atmosphere, a team of people and groups of fast officials walked the streets and alleys, stirring up the people's chickens and dogs, chickens flying and dogs jumping, chickens... Okay, no words.

And what they are mainly looking for is the "strange phenomenon" in the town's house, such as the temperament that changes greatly after hearing a certain word, after all, it is rumored that the ghost envoy will bury a spell in the person's body in advance, and when it is touched, it will become a ghost.

Huang Lingfeng doesn't care, no matter how it is spread, he just wants to find the ghost envoy and kill him.

As for the "daughter-in-law" who has never met in the past few days, but must exist, Huang Lingfeng also inquired clearly, Liu Shengnan, a woman who does not let her eyebrows, join the army outside, and it seems that she will come back on the day of Obon.

Huang Lingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief, if the person next to the pillow was there, the chance of him revealing his stuffing was not too great, not to mention anything else, what posture he was used to was a problem, after all, XP varies from person to person.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the plane crash smashed an empty bowl on the table, his face was red, and he breathed wine, "Good wine!" What wine! Ahahahaha. ”

Huang Lingfeng smacked his mouth and filled him with the wine jar.

What to say, his knife was tossed a few times by the paint ghost before, and it was broken, so he wanted to get another one for the plane crash, after all, his identity, on the surface, it is impossible to beat the ghost with a weapon that has not been opened.

It's just that the air crash won't open the light or anything, so the air crash also made a difficulty, and finally Huang Lingfeng discovered that this King Kong-like monk turned out to be a wine and meat monk.

……

Okay, the sea water can't be measured, and the monk can't look good, it's just the wine of this goods...

"Brother Zhang doesn't know, the poor monk saw that the water ghost wanted to drag a girl into the water, and the monks were compassionate, how could they bear it? When the next lion roared, he fought with the water ghost, but unfortunately... It can't help but beat. ”

As he spoke, the air crash shook his head, "Mida Buddha, that female benefactor, is really good-looking." Well? Everyone has a love for beauty, but the poor monk has done nothing. ”

Huang Lingfeng nodded, "Yes, the master has transcended the ordinary, so naturally he will not move that mortal heart." ”

Unexpectedly, the air crash waved his hand and pouted disdainfully, "Brother Zhang's words are wrong, I am a monk, and I am only a monk, and I have not become a Buddha." If the poor monk has no ordinary heart, he will still cultivate his mother's fart. ”

……

Huang Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, nodded, and raised his glass, "Master is transparent, drink!" ”

Full of wine and food, Huang Lingfeng also experienced the feeling of "leadership", his subordinates broke their legs, he and the monk ate Haisai, and hiccuped out of Yuelai Building, this feeling... Gee.

As soon as the two of them went out, a small catcher quickly caught up with them and approached Huang Lingfeng's ear.

"Zhang Tou'er, Brother Da Nian said that he turned over the cases of previous years, it seems that our yamen and the Black Dragon Society in the west of the city are very incompatible."

Huang Lingfeng's heart moved, the Black Dragon Society? It's a good name for "", he still has the impression that this thing is basically an underworld organization.

I miss him Huang, and he doesn't share the sky with the governor, but the Black Dragon Society is everything.

"Got it, go get busy, I'll go and visit their boss when I go back."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly heard a loud laugh that combined words such as heroic, earth-shattering, rampant, and energetic, and he looked at the laughter and couldn't help frowning.

I saw a strong man with messy hair, a strong body, walking with the wind, with a dozen strong men, under the dragon and tiger steps, there is a bit of a family foundation, as for the image..."live Zhang Fei".

Long Jiu, the boss of the Black Dragon Society, controls most of the industries in the west of the city, has "soldiers" and self-respect, and even the yamen can't help it.

"Don't bother Lord Zhang, I'm not invited."

Huang Lingfeng looked at Long Jiu and was shocked, but he pretended to be okay and stepped forward with a laugh.

"Master Long said with a smile, this Kuofeng Town, which one can be appreciated by Lord Long, that is a matter of glory to the ancestors. How dare you call it trouble. ”

Long Jiu slapped Huang Lingfeng with his big hand, walked straight into Yuelai Building, and then stood at the door, only "Huh? "Whoa...

The entire Yuelailou people, "brushed", all ran away, bringing a sound of broken pots and pans.

The shopkeeper was not annoyed, and hurriedly nodded and greeted him, "Master Long is here, and the small shop will not do business with others today." ”

Long Jiu nodded, sat straight in the center of the hall, and looked at Huang Lingfeng at the table where no one dared to use the meal, "Lord Zhang, enjoy your face, let's eat some together?" ”

Huang Lingfeng had just taken a step, his shoulders were clamped by a big hand, his face was flushed in the air crash, his lips moved slightly, and he looked at the meaning, it turned out to be "Yin Qi." ”

Huang Lingfeng patted his hand to show that he was clear, and then he went to the table and slapped a brand-new standard long knife in the shape of a Tang knife on the table.

"As the saying goes, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other, this is not, it's a coincidence."

Long Jiu sneered, a fierce light flashing in his big eyes, "Lord Zhang, how did you meet by chance?" ”

……

The atmosphere froze like ice for a while, Huang Lingfeng didn't talk nonsense, and raised his eyebrows, "What?" Does Master Long have advice? ”

Long Jiu waved his hand and shook his head with a smile, "I don't dare to give advice, but... Lord Zhang, our Black Dragon Society is the closest, because of you, but we have suffered heavy losses. ”

Huang Lingfeng looked at the past puzzled, "Because of me?" ”

Long Jiu laughed, "Lord Zhang, the noble man forgets things, the high rollers are here, can you still remember the lily of the valley?" That..."

With a "bang", the round table shattered, and Long Jiu got up suddenly, "That's all the property of the Lao Tzu Black Dragon Society, Lord Zhang, don't you know?" ”

Huang Lingfeng also laughed and got up, his eyes narrowed, "What's the matter, Master Long's family has a big business, but it is for the sake of two industries, and he wants to be embarrassed by Zhang?" Those two places... But haunted, ghostly, ah. ”

Long Jiu snorted coldly, "It's not haunted, people have ghosts in their hearts, and everyone they see is a ghost." I don't know about this and that in your yamen, but I only know that because of you, I lost 100,000 taels of silver. ”

Huang Lingfeng also sneered and got up, "One hundred thousand taels? I can buy a lot of lily of the valley shops. If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, or... Draw a line? ”

Long Jiu looked up to the sky and laughed, "Lord Zhang is quick to talk, then I might as well say it directly." ”

"I'm not happy because you people are interfering with my family's business, especially you. If you can take a punch from me, the past will be written off. If you don't dare..."

Long Jiu pursed his lips, "The monk's business has nothing to do with me, I wish those ghosts would kill the monks, if you don't dare... But don't blame us for the Black Dragon Society, stumbling on you. ”

Huang Lingfeng thought about it for a long time, he still had to rely on the yamen to find the ghost envoy, but he couldn't let this thing mess around.

Besides, this Long Jiu was obviously found on purpose, and in and out of words, he completely looked like he wanted to kill himself, plus the air crash said that there was yin qi on his body...

He suddenly thought of Zhu Zhan's slender figure when he died, with some gloomy aura and secretly observing.

This Long Jiu is also a person who walks in the night with a hundred ghosts? From this point of view, the task of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is to help the ghosts take away the Buddha relics?

Huang Lingfeng just wanted to speak, when he suddenly heard a burst of laughter behind him, and the plane crash came forward with a wine burp, and pointed at Long Jiu with a red face, "Phew! Ugly ghosts! The poor monk is here to play with you! ”

Long Jiu was obviously stunned for a moment, staring at the air crash, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "I'm so big, no one has ever dared to say that I'm ugly!" Bald donkey, you're looking for death today! ”

Huang Lingfeng hurriedly stopped the plane crash and looked at Long Jiu, "It's just a punch, and a word is out." ”

Long Jiu was still staring at the air crash, his left face was unconvinced, his right face killed you, he snorted coldly, turned his head and walked out of Yuelai Tower, "Horse, horse, difficult, chase." ”

Long Street

Commoners? Naturally, they didn't dare to join in this kind of fun. The Black Dragon Society and the government, which one they can't afford to provoke, look at the excitement? Annoying.

Huang Lingfeng looked at the row of bald men on the left, all with bare chest hair and shy stomachs. The row on the right is fast, with my neck bent, and I take the handle of the knife.

Aside from the momentum, it's a bit like the feeling of having an appointment with Mike Liu in the gymnasium.

Raising his eyes again, seeing Long Jiu with a full face and a strong body in front of him, Huang Lingfeng blinked, this person's appearance is much worse than Mike Liu.

I don't know where Yaoyao is now, when she fought against Mike Liu, she was still cheering for herself, well, watermelon mint flavor, sucking.

Long Jiu's big fist smashed into his palm, with a smug expression, "Lord Zhang, are you ready?" ”

Huang Lingfeng straightened his head, threw the long knife aside, and took a deep breath, "Please teach Master Long." ”

Before the pronunciation of the words fell, Huang Lingfeng only felt that the earth trembled slightly, and the mountain-like body of Long Jiu was like a rampaging bull, and he arrived in front of him in only three steps.

Huang Lingfeng saw Long Jiu jump high, his big face was almost impossible to see because of the backlight, only a pair of eyes flashed with blood-red light, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The fist wind and the face, Huang Lingfeng was shocked, level 2 magic envoy? But this oppressive force, this power and speed... This is what a level 2 emissary should have? Tineema is exaggerating.

There is such a master in the night walk of the hundred ghosts? This SS+ is much more dangerous than Xuanwumen.

Long Jiu's punch was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, destroying the withering and decaying, and the strong men of the Black Dragon Club on the side all cheered, and the fast catchers were all terrified.

The air crash even beat the Zen staff, and his eyes were split, "You dare!" ”

At the last moment, Huang Lingfeng stepped on the earth with one foot, the bluestone shattered, and the smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Hearing only a muffled sound of "poof", Huang Lingfeng spat out blood, flew out upside down like a meteor, smashed three layers of stone walls one after another, and never got up again.

The air crash "Wow, yes, yes" There was a strange scream, and he was about to fight with Long Jiu with a Zen stick, but a group of fast servants grabbed him, and he was stunned.

Long Jiu looked at the blood stains on his fist, sneered, and finally changed his head to glance at the air crash, and grinned: "Thief bald, if you dare to say that Lao Tzu is ugly, you will be the next one to die." ”