"A god stick is not good at fortune telling, and he actually hides so much wine, he really thinks he is opening a restaurant?"

Li Jun clasped his hands in front of his chest, standing in front of Zou Sijiu's private wine rack and looking up and down.

If Zou Sijiu was still here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked at how his secret could be discovered by Li Jun.

Actually, the reason is not complicated.

Although Li Jun doesn't know how to do it, Ma Wangye, an old rascal of the Mo family, is proficient in this way.

He had just handed over the control compass to Li Jun on the front foot, and the horse prince on the back foot had completely broken the hidden restrictions in it.

At this time, Ma Wangye should have swam in Zou Sijiu's unique secret technique 'Huangliang Desire Sea'.

Although Li Jun didn't understand why Zou Sijiu decorated the interior of the 'Closed Gate' like a wine shop.

However, when I looked at it, I found that there were still a lot of good wines in this magic stick's collection.

"There's still this thing."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and took out a jar of Ming wine that was still covered with mud from the most central area of the wine rack.

There is a red paper pasted on the brown altar, on which are written the four big characters of 'Jiannan Burning Spring', and the end of the red paper is still written.

"What kind of wine should go with what kind of bowl, hey"

In his own words, Li Jun poured himself a bowl, walked to the window, and threw himself into a rocking chair.

The location of the Peace Hotel is located on the outside of the cliff tower of Hongya Mountain, although the floor is not high, but it can still overlook the corner of Zhongyu District.

The mountain town is rainy and always comes unexpectedly.

The dripping rain shone through the colorful lights and shadows, slapping on the heads of pedestrians.

Bizarre but perennial projections of fairy gods float over the streets.

The diligent vendors shouted their goods to attract the newly dispersed slaves.

The warbler with heavy makeup hovered at the mouth of the dark alley, and the strong man depicting the dragon and the phoenix squatted not far away to guard.

Ragged beggars huddle under the eaves, feasting on leftovers from an unknown wine store.

In the transparent window of the medical hall, an operation to replace a prosthetic leg is underway. The crowd outside the door gradually increased, and the doctor's assistant took the opportunity to come up with the hospital's fee standard to sell.

In front of the noisy wine shop, dancers from Xiyi stripped off their clothes and danced in the cold rain. Pedestrians were already commonplace, until the astute man handed over a leaflet that read 'Raw Flesh' that some people were drawn into the liquor store.

Without the guards patrolling with loaded guns and ammunition, the streets of Zhongyu District are more prosperous than those of Ji'e District.

The wine bowl in the palm of his hand is not big, and with the appearance of all beings in his eyes, he was drunk dry in three or two sips.

Li Jun placed the wine bowl on the window edge and took out the external device that Hezang Jia had given him that could be connected to the Huangliang network from his arms.

After confirming his identity as a 'miscellaneous brand', he successfully entered the internal information platform of the Sichuan and Chongqing Gambling Club.

Dense information flows like a waterfall on the panel, which is one of the reasons why the external equipment of Huangliang Dream Land has been eliminated.

The huge flow of information is presented in the form of text, which is very inefficient and ineffective.

Moreover, after the 'division of the world into martial arts', the main ruler of the empire is no longer the martial arts sequence that rejects the implantation of spiritual chips, and the market naturally abandons this backward way of interaction.

Fortunately, Li Jun's neural reaction speed is strong enough to keep up with the refresh speed of information.

After sweeping through some trivial, complicated and useless information, Li Jun clicked on a specially marked bold and red message.

"The person in charge of the finch department is colluding with Qi Huai and was robbed by Jinyiwei."

There are no details in the information, and the process of how Qi Huai assisted Honghu to infiltrate the Qixia Group is clearly described.

even pointed out the Qixia Group's Daoba Jinyun, who was rebelled by Honghu, and the Yellow Turban Lux Fang Xinaxe, who 'came back from the dead'.

It was as if the person who posted this message was at the scene of the incident that day.

The wording of the latter article is even more unceremoniously, accusing Qi Huai, as a 'general' of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Association, not only not seeking benefits for the majority of gambling colleagues, but participating in the rebellion of Honghu.

This move is completely disregarding the life and death of the people in the gambling club, and it is not worthy of the word 'Zhengjiang' at all.

Call on the rest of the 'eight generals' to remove Qi Huai's 'Zhengjiang' identity, and at the same time hand over the territory under the name of 'cylinder' and compensate other suits.

The whole text of the information is sprinkled with thousands of words, full of feelings, and full of pictures and texts, which can be called a classic vernacular essay.

There are hundreds of replies to the messages below, and there is a group of excited postures.

Even Li Jun couldn't help but guess that even if Qi Huai's family members were not all sent to the edict, I am afraid that the end would not be much better.

You must know that in the main business of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, assassination accounts for a large share.

Being targeted by so many villains, even the 'generals' may be difficult to deal with.

However, after reading this incendiary article, Li Jun had the same doubts in his heart as when he first saw his reward.

Obviously, Shenxia Daoist Wang Wenqin and Fang Xinaxe were both killed by themselves, but they still didn't mention anything in the message, and deleted their roles completely.

Not only that, but even Zou Sijiu and Ma Wangye didn't show their faces in it.

There were many believers who gathered in front of Qixia Square that day, and although these people were frightened by Honghu's 'self-explosion' and fled, there must have been people who witnessed the situation at that time.

With the foundation and ability of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club in Chongqing Prefecture, it is impossible not to even find out this little thing.

The only explanation for this anomaly is that the person who posted this information was deliberately hiding it for them.

"Wang Xie? Impossible, he himself looked like he was broken, how could he still go to the internal information platform of the Sichuan and Chongqing Gambling Club to join in the fun. ”

Li Junmo rubbed his chin and thought to himself in his heart.

"Could it be that the wind general of the 'card system' is a golden fire?"

If this article is really the handiwork of Jin Shenghuo, it is in line with the interests of the 'card system'.

After all, Zhongyu District has always been regarded as a bag by the 'finch system', and although the 'card system' has reached in through the affairs of the Luohan Temple, there has been constant friction between the two sides.

Now that the 'General' Qi Huai has been forced to flee, the entire 'Bird Clan' must be in turmoil.

If you occupy the righteousness at this time and incite other people in the gambling club to attack the 'Sparrow Department' together, you will definitely be able to share a lot of benefits.

It is not impossible to even drive the 'finch family' out of the Central Chongqing District in one fell swoop.

After thinking about it in this way, it makes sense that this article hides itself.

After all, he still has the identity of a 'card system' miscellaneous card.

"It seems that the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club is also going to be in civil strife."

Autumn is known when a leaf falls.

Honghu used the Qixia Group to set up an ambush for himself this time, and the impact may be more than that.

And as an insider, I am afraid that I have already fallen into it.

"Honghu, these bastards. It's disgusting. ”

Li Jun raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his heart full of irritability.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the hotel.

"I didn't see the sign at the door, the proprietor went out, and the rest of the matter was another day."

Li Jun shouted angrily at the feng shui compass on his wrist.

After a moment of silence outside the door, an angry voice echoed from the compass.

"Can't change it!"

(End of chapter)