Chapter Eighty-Three: Meeting (Part 3)

Hiss!

The people in the restaurant couldn't help but gasp, making the surrounding air a lot warmer.

He's dead!

Yang Jiaolong, a master who has accumulated eight years and leads the Black Dragon Village, and makes many people frightened, was beheaded like this, and blood was spilled on the long street? !

This Zhou Heng is a ruthless person.

The heart is ruthless, and the hands are also ruthless!

Those who were talking about it just now, and felt that Zhou Heng could only hold one move at most in front of Yang Jiaolong, turned slightly pale and left the restaurant in a hurry.

They were afraid that someone would tell Zhou Heng what they had just said, if this "broken bone injury" was a little more careful, then they and the others would undoubtedly suffer.

Or go for the top.

There are even a few people who plan to leave Yuyang County directly, no matter how important the treasure is, it is not as important as life.

But Shen Jingjing was extremely proud, pinched her waist with both hands, smiled like a flower, looked around, and said happily: "Look, look, look, who is right!

The people around all bowed their heads and remained silent.

Shen Jingjing was in a happy mood, inserted a pair of daggers into the leather case with a slender waist, turned around and lay on the railing, looked at the inn opposite, and said secretly: "Could it be him? Is it the one who saved me?"

She had always wanted to find her savior.

The scene of the red horse in the rain curtain and the flick of her fingers to kill the enemy made her unforgettable for a long time.

We must find that benefactor and repay him for saving his life.

After coming to Yuyang County, Shen Jingjing heard the news about Zhou Heng and felt that the characteristics of this "broken bone injury" were very similar to the person she was looking for, but after all, she had never seen it with her own eyes, so she couldn't really confirm it.

If she could see a real person, she felt that she would be recognizable.

......

The lobby of the inn's Tianzi suite.

There was also a dead silence here, where pins could be heard, and scarlet blood spilled all over the hall, soaking the animal skin blankets, and the air was full of blood.

Yang Jiaolong's headless corpse lay on the ground, blood gushing out of the incision in his neck like a fountain, almost forming a pool of blood.

The weak scholar who was standing behind Yang Jiaolong covered his mouth with a frightened expression, looking like he was about to vomit, and his face was also pale, as if he might pass out at any time.

As for the strong men with weapons in their hands, they were all stunned, their eyes widened, and they looked at the corpses on the ground in disbelief, all of them were completely stunned.

The battle between Yang Jiaolong and Zhou Heng just now was actually very fast, and it would take two or three breaths at most to end the battle.

These strong men are generally at the level of unfinished products, although they are strong and strong, but they are not highly knowledgeable in martial arts, for them, it feels that as soon as the two come into contact, Zhou Heng directly cut off Yang Jiaolong's head with a knife.

On weekdays, the boss of the village, who is invincible in their eyes, didn't even hold up a photo in front of this well-mannered, handsome and handsome young man.

It's horrible!

This feeling is really terrifying, and it even makes them feel like their worldview is collapsing.

It turns out that there is really such a powerful existence in the world, and it turns out that there are really geniuses.

The master of the list is not in vain!

Zhou Heng's eyes looked around, and whenever these sturdy men came into contact with his gaze, they all trembled, and their eyes were full of fear.

The strength he showed just now was really too strong.

In the end, Zhou Heng's gaze fell on the man who looked like a weak scholar, and chuckled: "It seems that you should be the second-in-command of Black Dragon Village."

"The current situation is your chance, I don't want to see the Black Dragon Village burn and loot in the future. ”

With that, he put away his knife and turned to leave the inn.

The Hundred Refinement Soldiers are not stained with blood, and he doesn't have to worry about the waist knife being stained with blood and rusting.

After Zhou Heng leaves.

The man who looked like a weak scholar raised his head sadly, took off his coat, covered Yang Jiaolong's headless corpse, and said sadly:

"Brothers, the eldest brother is in trouble, we can't let the eldest brother's body be incomplete, and later we will take the eldest brother's head back to the village for burial. ”

At this time, the strong man who brought Zhou Heng here before seemed to be blessed to the soul, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "The second master, it is important to bury the eldest brother, but the Black Dragon Village cannot be a group of dragons without a leader, and the second master is invited to serve as the head of the village and lead us!"

"Huh?" the second master's eyes widened, shaking his head again and again, looking embarrassed, "No, the eldest brother's bones are not cold, how can I replace him at this time, no, never." ”

"Second master, please focus on the overall situation!"

"Black Dragon Village is the work that the eldest brother has accumulated for many years, and there can be no successor, you are the best candidate!"

"Yes, the second master, don't refuse, even if it is in order, it should be you!"

"Second master, our brothers are only looking forward to you, I implore you to please take the position!"

The rest of the people also knelt down and begged the second leader to take over the position of the big boss of Black Dragon Village.

This is because they all heard Zhou Heng's words just now, and the meaning of Zhou Heng's words is obvious, that is, he wants this second master to be the owner of the village, and then restrain the people in the village, so as not to burn and loot again.

If it is not the second master in the end, there is no guarantee that the "broken bone injury" will directly kill and injure the Black Dragon Village, in order to survive, it must be better to recommend the second master to the top position.

These two masters also understand the mystery, and they are just shirking their faces.

Now that the situation had reached the end of the year, he no longer refused, and nodded with a look of embarrassment: "Since all the brothers have pleaded like this, then I can only be disrespectful." ”

Although his face was still full of sadness, the slightly raised corners of his mouth could not hide the pride in his heart, he had waited for this day for too long.

As long as you can sit in the position of the owner of the village, even if you are a dog, isn't it good?

......

Zhou Heng walked down the street.

Many people looked at him with amazement in their eyes, and even many people had fear in their eyes.

After all, directly cutting off people's heads and throwing them on the street is a real ruthless person no matter what.

It's better to mess with less.

Zhou Heng didn't care much about this, he was thinking about his next move.

The Black Dragon Village is just a chicken he uses to scare the monkeys.

There is no need to rush to exterminate them all for the time being.

If it is done too desperately, it may also cause all forces in Yuyang County to resist together, and there will be more trouble.

This is contrary to his original intention of killing chickens and making an example of monkeys.

However, if the second master of the latter becomes the owner of the village, the Black Dragon Village will still burn and loot.

Then he doesn't mind waiting for Yuyang County to go to Black Dragon Village after the matter is over.

Rob the rich and help the poor.

"For me now, the most important thing is to find Cheng Jiangjian or other people from the Zhou Tian Patrol Division to suppress the yang energy of the pure yang body, otherwise, don't say it's me, I'm afraid the entire Yuyang County will be in danger. ”

Zhou Heng thought to himself.

If it was Cheng Jiangjian who came to Zhou Tianxun, it would be okay, who should take the initiative to come to him, but if it was someone else, I am afraid that this trip would be more difficult.

After all, with the style of the Zhou Tian Patrol Division, most of them would not act in front of people, and it would not be easy to find them.

"When looking for them, you can take care of the search for the three poison gates. Zhou Heng sorted out his thoughts and said secretly: "It would be better if Shen Jingjing could be found, she should have clues about the Three Poison Sect there." ”

At this moment, he suddenly felt that someone was staring at him, but there was no hostility.

- Insight +1 base stat, making it easy for him to detect similar lines of sight and initially determine whether the other party is hostile.

Zhou Heng turned his head to look and saw a delicate and lovely girl lying on the railing of the restaurant looking at him.

Strange looks.

I don't know.

This was his first reaction, but his powerful insight allowed him to discover the details of the girl's figure, and the figure that he had saved in the heavy rain that day automatically came to his mind.

It's her!

That's right!

Shen Jingjing!

Zhou Heng met her gaze.

This girl was obviously a little surprised, her beautiful eyes widened, and she was about to jump down from the restaurant to find Zhou Heng.

"Sure enough, it was her. The corners of Zhou Heng's mouth rose slightly, and he was quite happy in his heart.

I didn't expect that I was still worried about how to find Shen Jingjing just now, but now I found that she sent it to the door by herself.

However, Zhou Heng shook his head lightly, signaling her not to come down.

Shen Jingjing was hooded and masked when she stole the things of the Three Poison Sect, and her identity may not have been recognized, but his identity as a "broken bone" must have been known by the Three Poison Sect.

If Shen Jingjing rushed towards him in front of the public and said a few words like "Engong" and "Benefactor", then as long as the Three Poisons Gate was not a fool, he would know that Shen Jingjing was the woman who stole things.

However, Shen Jingjing saw Zhou Heng shaking his head, and did not react immediately, her eyes were a little confused, but she quickly figured out the reason, nodded at Zhou Heng, and shrank back.

After a while, she walked out of the restaurant with a casual face, pretending to meet Zhou Heng by chance, and said in surprise: "Zhou Gongzi, you also came to Yuyang County, what a coincidence!"

As long as you don't expose the fact that Zhou Heng is your life-saving benefactor, it's good.

He and he are both from Huangtong Mansion City, and it is reasonable to know each other in the past, and there are no flaws.

Even if the Three Poisons Sect has hands and eyes, it is impossible to inquire about the interpersonal relationships of everyone in the city.

Zhou Heng was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what Shen Jingjing meant, and said with a smile: "Miss Jingjing hasn't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to meet here, it's really fate." ”

This kind of thing is a good thing to say, and he doesn't even need to think about it.

The two understood each other, looked at each other and smiled, and they were going to find a place to catch up together - to ask about the Three Poison Gate.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"I'm sorry, I may delay you in reminiscing, Zhou Heng, are you interested in talking to me?"

The sound came from not far away.

The noise on the street seemed to be completely unable to affect the transmission of this sound, as if this sound had condensed into a force, pointing directly at Zhou Heng and transmitting it.

This is obviously not something that a ninth- or eighth-rank martial artist can do.

It should be done by a seven-rank martial artist.

Zhou Heng followed the sound and saw that in the middle of the street in front of him, there was a young man standing with a long sword in his arms, he was wearing a cyan suit, a hat, a mustache, slender eyes, and his appearance was not handsome, but it was very distinctive.

"Who are you?" Zhou Heng looked at him.

"I'm the person you need. The man smiled, turned his back to Zhou Heng, and said lightly: "Come on, there are few people who can let me take the initiative to invite a conversation." ”