Chapter 372: Ambition, Huang Tiandao

A tattered and mutilated human head, full of stitching marks, and hard to put together, was placed in front of Su Ce.

The remnant head was angry, and in the cloudy eyes that were left, he could still clearly see the horror and unwillingness solidified in them.

"Even his own master didn't leave a whole corpse, so ruthless?"

"Fight for life and death, don't dare to keep your hand."

"That's right, when new and old grudges come together, there is no room for mercy."

Su Ce stretched out his hand and stroked the widening eyes on his head, and looked up at the burly figure with a solemn expression in front of him.

"Tut-tut, Huang Tianmen, the martial order faction in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions of the empire in the past, disappeared without a trace?"

Su Ce shook his head, and made no secret of his original intention of devouring the tigers, "It seems that this official still thinks highly of him Huang Baolong, I thought that he had been shrinking in the Wa District for so many years, how could he save himself a one-and-a-half move to press the bottom of the box, but I didn't expect it to be solved by you so easily." ”

"Is it because you're too sharp as an apprentice, or is he, an old master, delirious?"

Su Ce smiled, but his words were like a storm, and he unceremoniously fell towards the door of the desolate world.

"The fall of Huangtianmen is not because of me, but when they fled to the Wa District and chose to remain incognito, it was already doomed."

In the face of Su Ce's mockery, Huang Shilie's tone was still calm, "Wu Xu can only die standing up, not live on his knees." This is the result of genes that have been written for us, and no one can go against it. ”

Listening to what you say, it is somewhat similar to the fatalism advocated by those bald asses in the Buddha's order. However, regardless of whether it is correct or not, among the remaining sect martial orders, there are not many people with such a heart. ”

Su Ce did not hesitate to appreciate it in his eyes, and chuckled: "Since you have handled Huang Tianmen, then the matter of your Desolate World Group intercepting and killing my Jinyi Guard, this official will not forget it to you." ”

"Thank you, sir."

Huang Shilie stood up and clenched his fists.

"Sit down and talk."

Su Ce pressed his hand down, "Compared to the old and immortal silverfish like Huang Zhulong, I still like to deal with young people like you who know the times." Ambitious and capable, the key is to have the vision to know who can afford to provoke and who can't afford to provoke in the Japanese area. ”

Su Ce flicked his wrist, and the white box in his hand popped out a cigarette butt wrapped in a pale yellow paper coat, reaching out to the desolate world.

"Got one?"

Huang Shilie's heart was awe-inspiring, and the essence in his eyes flowed, just falling, and his buttocks against the chair suddenly tensed.

What does that mean?

Su Ce seemed to see the jealousy in the other party's eyes, and laughed softly: "Although the people of our sect Wuxu don't read Confucian classics and don't believe in Taoist numerology, they have also formed their own set of rules over the past thousand years. ”

"At the peak of the sect's martial order, in order to please us, or to exert a subtle influence within the martial order, Confucian order tailored a set of 'gentle, courteous, and frugal' sect game rules for us. This set of rules once weighed more weight than the ritual of the sequence, and was even cited by many sects as the cornerstone of maintaining the lineage. ”

"But today, the sect's martial order has completely declined, and these rules of the game are gone. Now the rest is only one horizontal and one vertical that our warriors set at the beginning. ”

"You won today, so stand upright. Huang Baolong lost, so he could only breathe sideways. If it was before, there would be people who uphold the rules to hunt down you, a rebel who killed the master, in the name of great rebellion, and now although no one will jump out and poke you in the backbone, you have to be clear about one thing."

"He is him, I am me. If you can kill him, you may not be able to kill me. ”

Although Su Ce had a smile on his face, there was an awe-inspiring coldness in his words, which made the air in this study room cold.

Yi.

A beam of flame emerged from Su Ce's fingers and slowly handed it to Huang Shilie.

"Now that the Wasteland Group is out of the Yellow Sky Gate, you are qualified to take my cigarette. To pick it up or not to pick it up, you still have time to think about it before this flame goes out. ”

The fire was fixed in front of him, but he didn't feel any warmth.

On the contrary, I felt that a knife was slashing at my face, and the knife light was cold, and there was no way to avoid it.

Su Ce was beating him, the so-called 'one horizontal and one vertical' rule, to put it bluntly, is just the size of a fist.

I can make you stand and I can make you lie down.

This was Su Ce's unspoken voice.

Without unnecessary hesitation, Huang Shilie very simply touched the ground on one knee, bent his waist, and posed in a humiliating posture of groveling in front of the old man, his right hand was caged towards the flames, his left hand was pressed against his knees, and his head was slowly turned sideways.

The thin old man sat firmly on the fire, and the burly man knelt and lit a cigarette.

At this moment, in Su Ce's eyes, Huang Shilie seemed to be sharp, but in fact, he was like a fierce soldier holding two knives in front of the battle, and his evil aura was shining.

The right hand that is enveloped in flames can be stretched out into a knife at any time, and the left hand that is pressed against the knee is also ready to shoot out at any time.

What an ambition that can bend and stretch, and what a hidden Yellow Sky Knife!

Su Ce's eyes were full of light, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

This firewood should be able to illuminate the way forward for Li Jun's kid.

The flames burned out, and green smoke rose.

"The same cigarette, Tokugawa Hiroshi is sitting and ordering, Toyotomi Enjiang is standing to pick it up, Akechi Haruhide is a girl, I don't have to embarrass her."

Su Ce smiled: "If they can have an awareness like yours, then our Jinyi Wei can worry about it." ”

"They are not sensible because they don't understand what it means to be a male lord of Wu Xusan. And I, very well. ”

With a wide mouth and a lion's nose, his facial features are chopping with axes and chisels, showing the absurdity of a man's maleness, but the words he utters at this moment are like a docile sheep.

The lit cigarette was twisted in his palm with his thumb and forefinger, and the green smoke fluttered.

"Haha."

Su Ce laughed loudly, stopped speaking, and waved his hand to give the order to evict the guest.

Huang Shilie bent his waist to the ground, bowed deeply, and then slowly exited the study.

"My lord, I'm afraid this absurd martyr won't be so easy to be honest and obedient."

Qian Fengting, who had not hidden his figure all the time, was standing in the corner. Listened to the conversation between the two as it was.

In Qian Fengting's view, Huang Shilie is a character with a strong heart and a deep city, otherwise it would not have been possible to endure under Huang Baolong for so many years, and wait until the first signs of turmoil in the Japanese area appeared, and then he would turn the tables around.

It is always a curse for such a person to stay.

"Why don't you just cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

Qian Fengting's eyes were ruthless, and he slashed his chin with one palm.

"The grass must be cut down, and the roots must be plucked. But now is not the time, now I can still hold it down, so let's raise him first. ”

Su Ce didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and instead asked, "Have you found out about that matter in Dao Order?" ”

"There are already some eyebrows, and Rende Capital is very suspicious."

Qian Fengting asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to let King Ming go to knock and beat?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry yet."

Su Ce seemed to be smiling, and the fingers of his right hand lightly tapped on the armrest of the seat.

"These missing people are all followers of the Dao Order or the Yin-Yang Order, and there are no imperial people in them, so they have nothing to do with us."

"Then should we inform the court of the information? Even if we don't interfere, it will be a great achievement to be able to detect the intelligence. ”

"To whom, the Ministry of War or the North Town Fusi? They are just domestic dogs raised by the New Donglin Party, but they are not qualified to grin in this matter. ”

Su Ce smiled coldly: "What's more, the imperial court has never said that it wants to do this from beginning to end, maybe the group of people in the Confucian order are now gearing up, waiting to stumble on the Dao order." ”

Qian Fengting looked worried, "Then just watch these criminals do things under our noses?" In case something gets into trouble at that time, I'm afraid the black cauldron will still fall on our heads. ”

"Don't worry, I'm still here, and the sky won't fall."

The words are short, but the spirit is like a mountain.

Qian Fengting had obviously long been accustomed to the other party's domineering style, and his expression was helpless.

"My lord, then why do you say that Tokugawa Hiroshi and they took such a big risk to provoke Daoxu?"

"What do the missing Orderers have in common?"

"Sorghum permissions?"

Qian Fengting was stunned, "They don't become Buddhas and ancestors, and they don't measure words and fortunes, what are they doing with those things?" ”

"How do I know, I've never even seen that thing."

Su Ce stood up and looked at the map of the Japanese district behind him that occupied the front wall.

"So let's wait and see, and let those bold bandits and gold diggers help us find our way."

At the same time, a car drove away from the Thousand Households.

"One horizontal and one vertical, what a big rule."

He leaned back in the back seat and grinned, "Unfortunately, I don't smoke." ”

A fist stretched out of the window, five fingers slowly opened, and the ashes of the cigarette were swept up by the cold wind and disappeared into the night.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

The person who spoke had a bun on his head, his face was like a crown of jade, his facial features were straight, his skin was neat and fair, and he could not see any pores.

Dressed in a purple robe, it floated out of the dust in the surrounding snow.

Compared with Chen Qisheng, who was wrapped in a heavy cotton coat, he was completely crushed in terms of appearance alone.

But in Chen Qisheng's eyes, the person who stood in the way had a tiresome smell of falsehood all over his body.

"Which new Taoist priest are you?"

Chen Qisheng frowned slightly, and the fingers hidden in his sleeves flicked slightly, "I don't know if the word 'stay' can't be easily exported?" ”

"In the Lower Chongyang Palace, Xin Dian."

The white-clothed Taoist priest bowed to Chen Qisheng, but as he spoke, his handsome eyebrows and eyes did not move at all, only a pair of lips opened and closed slightly, strange and stiff.

"I take the liberty to disturb me, and I ask for your forgiveness."

(End of chapter)