He Donggua has a group of good brothers, willing to be born and die for him, of course, he also likes to spend his money, as a mature cover, he likes this mode of exchange, and even feels that he has taken a big advantage: for rich people, exchanging money for life is always the most reasonable business in the world.

Therefore, he never thinks he has a lot of money in his hands.

Ten fierce swordsmen stood in front of him in a fan shape, He Donggua nodded with satisfaction, swordsmen are not much more expensive than this kind of commodity, a little money and a little vision, you can always find a treasure in Biyu City.

"Does anyone want to be an official for the Central Plains?" He Donggua spread his chubby fingers and dangled them on his chest, as if he had five things to say, but in fact, this was just his habitual action, "Of course not, we all came to Biyu City for money and women, not fucking bullshit officials." ”

The swordsmen nodded appreciatively, with strong necks to support, their heads were as powerful as hammers, He Donggua noticed this detail and couldn't help but admire his vision, "So we only need human heads." The Central Plains people and the Dragon King, a total of 20,000 taels of gold, do you know how much it is? Let's put it this way, with this money, you go home from the ten most expensive ** bags in Liuren Lane, and your wife will serve them tea and water with a smile, without a word of complaining. ”

The swordsmen were moved by this wonderful scene, and they smirked together, and their bodies were hot, and they couldn't wait to go out to find the old man Mu desperately.

"Of course, we are brothers, and no one can take the bounty alone, I will share 10,000 taels, and you will share the other 10,000 taels. ”

That is, a thousand taels per person. "Immediately, some swordsmen came up with the calculation results, and felt that the gap was quite large.

"You want to ask why He Donggua takes more and you take less, don't you?" He Donggua's expression became stern, the swordsman didn't squeak, he still stared at the other party, "Because without me, you are no different from the swordsmen running around on the street, not to mention a thousand taels of gold, you can't even get a single hair, only I can take you to find the old man Mu, and this news costs me a lot of money, do you say it's worth 10,000 taels?"

"Value. The swordsman was stared at and hurriedly spoke first, and the other swordsmen echoed.

"Don't be soft, the old man is hard stubble, if you want to spend money with your life, you have to be ruthless, don't care if the other party is a man or a woman, old or young, as soon as you rush in, you will chop him into mashed meat, remember, you must remember-" He Donggua shook his lotus-like fingers again, "Don't cut off your head, that's the proof of our reward." ”

"Yes. The ten swordsmen replied in unison, then drew their swords at the same time, throwing their scabbards aside.

Pulling out the knife in advance not only exempted the sound, but also saved a little time, which was a professional performance, He Donggua became more and more satisfied, patted his belly, and took the lead to walk out.

The swordsmen followed behind, rushing out, five or six steps apart from each other, although they were not Jinpeng killers, they still understood the most basic rules, and those reckless swordsmen who had just come to Biyu City not long ago would not be favored by He Donggua.

Just after noon, it was the time when the sun was blazing, Nancheng had not completely woken up from sleep, there were not many pedestrians on the street, all yawning and tired, indifferent to more than ten people with knives, in the past two days, such knives can be seen everywhere, there is really nothing surprising.

He Donggua was not stupid, he did not go straight to the destination, but went around in a circle, met with his henchmen, and confirmed that there was no follower behind the team, so he beckoned the ten swordsmen to come closer, and then turned around for a while, turning into a secluded alley.

"The seventh room on the right hand, you know what to do. He Donggua whispered that the first half of his task had been completed, and the rest depended on the ability of these ten people.

The swordsmen consciously divided their order and tiptoed into the alley.

He Donggua waited at the entrance of the alley with his henchmen, looking around from time to time, and the last thing he wanted to see was acquaintances.

Old man Mu likes to act at night like a killer, and the day is when his energy is at its worst, He Donggua is very comfortable with his judgment, thinking that he has paid not only money, but also wisdom, which the gang of swordsmen who rushed in front will never understand.

Old man Mu chose a good place to hide, the residents of this alley are all residents of Wangcheng Lane in the past, the old home was burned, and some people moved here, it was a group of timid guys, never looking around and asking questions, it was easy to deceive the peace of mind of outsiders, but secretly sold information to the old customers.

The net of Biyu City is extremely complicated, and there are more than one or two, no one can cover all the north and south cities, and a small cover like He Donggua also has sufficient living space and unique sources of information.

He Donggua admires Old Man Mu, and admires himself even more, this is the difference between the Dragon and the Snake, no matter how strong the former's martial arts are, there will always be the shortcomings of being unfamiliar with the place, and Old Man Mu would never have imagined that the most inconspicuous person around him would be a fatal loophole.

Ten swordsmen crossed the low wall one by one, and the fight would happen at any time, He Donggua really hoped that the swordsmen could die a few before cutting off the valuable heads, and at the same time he was also prepared for the worst, the old man Mu killed people without blinking, and several big covers in the north city became unjust souls under the sword just because they were invited spectators of the city lord's martial arts competition, not to mention that he was a small cover?

He Donggua silently counted the numbers, and when he counted to twenty, he said to his henchman: "You stay." ”

The henchman nodded in a panic but firmly, it was not easy for him to achieve his current position, and he had to take risks when it was time to take them.

He Donggua carried the hem of the robe and hurriedly walked to the end of the street, feeling a little hot and sweaty, so he thought, summer is coming, Biyucheng Livestock Market is going to be lively again, I hope to buy a female slave girl who meets the taste this year.

After walking out of half the street, He Donggua stopped in front of a ** courtyard, sat on the threshold, raised his hand to fan the wind around his neck, turned his head to look at the henchmen at the entrance of the alley, and felt that the situation was not good, whether it was killing or being killed, it didn't seem to take so long, this was not a fire between two groups of swordsmen, and it would take an hour or two just to demonstrate verbally.

He Donggua looked at the flowers, rubbed his eyes with his short and thick fingers, and found that the worst premonition became a reality: the henchman guarding the alley was gone, and it was gone in the blink of an eye, as if he had been lured away by a ghost in broad daylight.

He Donggua panicked but not confused, he was a person who had seen the world, he dared to think and do, and he dared to run for his life at any time, he didn't even stand up, and rolled directly into the ** courtyard, the door that seemed to be tightly closed, opened quietly for him, and closed quickly.

He disappeared as quickly as a henchman.

Immediately afterwards, the noon silence in the streets and alleys was broken by a strange laughter, "Hahaha, what a rotten winter melon, you are not small, dare to under the tiger **, this time let you taste fresh." Listen, before midnight tonight, the old man has to dig ten holes in you, whoever dares to harbor the rotten winter melon, the same crime as him, and the one who takes the initiative to hand it over, the old man will give him a chance to avoid death. ”

The people who were enjoying the last minute of sleep were awakened, dizzy, and felt that the voice of the demon was ringing in their ears.

**The gate of the courtyard suddenly slammed open from the inside, and an old bustard who was about the same size as He Donggua rushed to the street and shouted in a shrill voice, "Winter melon is here! Winter melon is here!"

A gray figure swept past the wall, like a running rat running into the ** courtyard.

The old bustard was stunned for a while, continued to scream in his mouth, and ran to the corner of the street desperately, surprisingly fast, not at all like an old woman who was dozens of years old.

If it weren't for being deceived this time, Old Man Mu would not have taken the threat just now very seriously, he never felt that he should be restrained by words, but today, he was not only found by the fox's tail, but also deceived by the most simple tricks.

It's a shame, it's a shame, haven't you heard of the terrible old man Mu, haven't you heard that he is already at ease and no longer accepts anyone's contempt?

The old man killed three ** and a real bustard in a daze, and the anger in his heart had not yet been vented, he jumped to the wall, looked at the figure that stumbled and rolled like a ball, and thought that it only took a few vertical jumps to catch up, without using a sword, and the fat man could poke a bloody hole with one finger.

But he was too flamboyant just now, and there were swordsmen running everywhere, and there were seven or eight people standing on the street more than a dozen paces away, but they were timid for a while, and they didn't dare to attack immediately.

The opportunity was gone, and the old man Mu turned his anger into laughter, jumped back into the ** courtyard, and left eight words: "Winter melon will die before midnight!"

A group of swordsmen ran over, emboldened each other, and rushed into the ** courtyard, only to see a few corpses, and there was no trace of the old man Mu.

The search of several nearby alleys continued for an afternoon, and it was not until it was getting dark that the swordsmen gave up their efforts in disappointment.

Everyone was puzzled by one thing, the whereabouts of Old Man Mu were not discovered by several forces, how did He Donggua get the news? It was not only them who were surprised, and soon there were rumors that Pang Jing lost his temper with his subordinates, the intelligence director of the Dragon King knelt down to admit his mistake, and the Dubu King killed an unlucky man.

He Donggua, who was admired by the swordsman, only felt regretful, he knew that Old Man Mu was so hot, he should have sold the information, and properly got a few thousand taels of gold, so he didn't have to be as frightened as now.

He Donggua has no choice, he must find a strong backer immediately, the only question is, who should he choose?

disappeared for two hours, and when he reappeared, He Donggua made a surprising decision, and the people of the Central Plains, the Dragon King, and the Dubu King were not in his eyes.

In the evening of this day, there was still a day before the duel between the Dragon King and the Dubu King, and the Kunshe, who had always been careless, suddenly released the news: He Donggua was under the protection of the owner of the Kun Society, and if the old man Mu had the courage, he would come to the Kun Society.

He Donggua was frightened, but he didn't lose his mind at all when he made this decision, "Others will only use me as bait and won't care about my surname, but I know that the master of Shangguan Society is a bodhisattva-hearted person, and I am willing to put my surname in your hands, life and death are up to heaven, and there will be no complaints." ”

Shangguan Ru stood up and said to the red bat: "Pass my order, all the members of the Kun Society will evacuate, and I will meet the old man Mu alone, this is a grudge between me and him, and it has nothing to do with others." ”

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