The clouds were low in the sky, thunder roared, and the downpour poured down like a waterfall, but in the middle of summer there was not a trace of heat, and the wind and rain beat like a war drum on the battlefield, beating on every inch of the land.

On the muddy ancient road, a few heavy black shadows suddenly swept by, but there were five people riding fast horses, whether they were people or horses, all wearing thick black iron armor, horseshoes stepped on the road, leaving one deep pit after another, the splashing muddy water stained with iron armor, and was immediately washed by the wind and rain, and the people on the horse carried a wide thick-backed knife behind their backs, and their faces were completely hidden under the masks, revealing only a pair of indifferent and cold eyes.

After a while, the five people came to a three-way intersection, there is a small tea shop at the intersection, which should be to sell herbal tea to passers-by, but at this time the wind and rain are in full swing, and there is no pedestrian on the ancient road, and the owner of the tea shop can only sit bored under the canopy, drinking his own herbal tea, and staring at the rain that continues to drip from the eaves.

Suddenly, five black winds blew and stopped at the door of the tea shop, the boss only glanced at it, and then his legs trembled with fright, and he didn't dare to look up at the person sitting on the back of the high-headed horse, only stared down at the horse's legs, and asked respectfully: "Five, five, uncle, do you drink, drink tea?"

The sound of click, click, but a person tightened the reins of the horse, and the black horse took two steps forward, and the person on the horse asked, "You, are you here every day?" The owner of the tea shop was shocked, and nodded hurriedly: "Back to the uncle, the villain has been selling tea here for ten years, and it has never stopped every day." ”

"Good. The man on the horse asked, "Have you seen a large group of people passing by in the last few days?"

The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead, tried to think about it for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, it didn't rain a few days ago, and there were a lot of pedestrians coming and going, I don't know...... What kind of people are you asking?"

The voice of the man on the horse said in a cold voice: "At least three carriages, ten horses, and thirty people, from north to south." ”

The owner of the tea shop closed his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his head suddenly, and replied happily: "Yes, there was such a group of people yesterday morning, it seems to be a caravan, escorting a batch of goods to Yancheng, and the leader is a young man, and he also bought a bucket of tea at my house." ”

The five black-armored men glanced at each other and nodded.

The black-armored man in front of the tea shop owner looked down at the middle-aged man who was trembling in front of the horse, and said lightly: "Very good, you have helped us a lot, so, I will give you a good time." ”

"What?!" The tea shop owner's heart was cold, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head and flee, but it was too late, it only took a moment for the knife to come out of the sheath, and the next moment, the wide thick-backed knife had already broken through the rain and slashed lightly across the neck of the tea shop owner.

The heavy knife was sharp and the back of the knife was wide, and when the knife went down, the head suddenly flew up, and the bright red blood mixed with the rain was sprinkled on the wall, table, and tea cup of the tea shop. After a while, the head fell to the ground, and the frightened and angry eyes of the tea shop owner were still staring at the five black-armored people in front of him, but unfortunately he didn't know what the faces of these five people looked like after he died, and he couldn't shout cruel words about being a ghost or sparing them.

The slain man in black armor raised his hand flat, and the great knife quickly washed away the blood in the rain, and he put the knife back into the sheath with his backhand, and rode with his four companions to the road to the south, without looking back.

As the rain weakened and the night approached, the five of them gradually saw the shadow of Yancheng, and the high city walls were already faintly visible.

The five of them stopped their horses and looked at the city wall in the distance, and one of them said angrily: "Brothers, if we swagger into the city like this, it will definitely attract people's attention, then once Ning Liang hears that I am here to kill the wind and five horsemen, he will definitely hide, and it will not be easy to find them when he thinks about it, so it is better for us to disguise ourselves and go to the city to inquire." ”

"Not necessarily. One person spoke, his voice was flat, and it was the murderer of Fang Cai. He said: "He came to Shonan to be an official, and it is impossible to hide, and he can hide for a while, and he can't hide for a lifetime." Previously, the road was far away, and he repeatedly detoured to avoid pursuit, but now that he was close to his destination, it was better for him to arrive at the place earlier, and there would still be some people available at hand at that time, so it was impossible for him to hide anymore, and he should follow the main road and go to Qidong as fast as possible. So we only need to go straight in and intercept his convoy before he reaches Qidong, and we can complete the task. ”

Hearing this, another black-armored man nodded and said, "Big brother is right. According to the time and speed, the tea shop they arrived at yesterday morning should be evening when they arrived in Yancheng, and they must rest in the city for a night. If we leave for Qidong early this morning, I'm afraid we will be able to arrive in another two hours, so we should speed up at this time and go straight to Qidong, and we will definitely be able to wipe out all his family tonight!"

"In that case, what are we waiting for!" another black-armored man shouted in a rough voice, "Let's go!"

The black horse in heavy armor is a strong horse trained somewhere, carrying hundreds of pounds of people and iron armor, galloping wildly for a day, at this time was urged by five people, and even pulled out his legs and galloped wildly, without any fatigue, white mist erupted from his mouth and nose, and he neighed excitedly.

Night falls, and the wind and rain return.

In the middle of Yancheng, in an inconspicuous room, more than a dozen black-clothed people in night clothes silently wiped their swords. A murderous silence permeated the entire hut, and they waited silently for the order to arrive.

Suddenly, the door of the hut was pushed open, and the wind and rain poured in, and after a while, the door closed again, and a man dressed in a hat and rain lily walked in, still holding a fishing rod and a bucket, and a few fish in the bucket, like a fisherman. When the black-clothed people in the house saw the fisherman, they immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted in unison, but did not make any sound.

"I said, listen, don't ask. As he spoke, the fisherman took off his hat and showed his face, which was a young man, who looked only twenty-five or sixteen years old, thin and tall, but his eyes were surprisingly large, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. The young fisherman grinned and said: "According to the intelligence, the Five Horsemen of Killing Wind have chased in the direction of Qi Dong, and they believe that Ning Liang and his party will quickly rush to Qi Dong to organize forces against his assassins, but according to my analysis, Ning Liang is very likely to send a group of people to pretend to be him and go directly to Qi Dong, and he ...... It's still in the wild goose city. ”

"The previous several batches of people sent by the Metropolitan Governor, there were not many who could intercept him, and there were four or five batches of planting, they didn't know, although Ning Liang was extremely cautious in his life and behaved in a decent manner, but he acted in the style of a soldier. If even the five simple-minded guys who killed the wind five horses could guess that he would rush to Qidong, then our target must be in Yancheng. ”

"As I expected, the five horsemen of Killing Wind will go to Qidong tonight to find Ning Liang, they will definitely think that they have taken a detour, and they will go to the trail at that time, and Ning Liang will choose to go to Qidong overnight along the avenue from Yancheng in this time difference, so as to avoid this round of pursuit, and when the five horsemen of Killing Wind come to their senses, Ning Liang has already arrived in Qidong, and they want to kill him again, but it will be difficult. Therefore, we are going to intercept Ning Liang as soon as he leaves the city today!"

"I counted the time, and it was half an hour later. You are all ready, go to Wuli Pavilion outside the city to ambush now, and then take the fireworks as an order, no matter who you see or how many people there are, as long as you see my fireworks, kill them immediately, and don't leave a single one alive!"

The young man's bloodshot eyes turned, and then he reached out and put the hat back on his head, and said with a dry smile: "The credit for this time can only belong to me, Zhu Zisheng, and you...... My brother. ”

The men in black were silent, their heads buried lower. In this silent way, they sent Zhu Zisheng out of the hut, and then they also packed up their weapons and left the inconspicuous hut in batches.

Just after the man in black left quietly, two figures appeared in the dark alley next to the house, one of them was an old man in the age of sixties, and the other was led by him, but it was a teenage boy. The old man was holding a large umbrella, his hair was gray, and from his left temple to his right temple, there was a terrible scar that ran straight through his eyes, so that the old man's eyes were obviously blind, and his eyes were lifeless gray. The little boy he was holding was his guide, always half a step ahead of the old man, carefully leading the way, looking at the clothes of the two, both of them were ordinary people.

"Master, they are all leaving, it seems that they are going to Wuli Pavilion outside the city. The little boy said to the old man in a childish voice.

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "An'er, tell me, do you think they can kill Ning Liang?"

The little boy named An'er tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Master, I don't know either. None of us know where Ning Liang is, the five horsemen don't know, and Zhu Zisheng doesn't know, so whether they can kill Ning Liang or not, who can say for sure?"

The old man touched the boy's head and asked, "Then imagine that you are that Ning Liang, what will you do now?"

"If I were Ning Liang...... the little boy tilted his head again and began to think, and after a long time he replied slowly, "If I knew that so many people were chasing me and knew where I was going, then I would definitely find a safe place to hide." ”

The old man smiled and asked again: "Then what if there is no safe place? Whether it is the destination you are going to, or the place where you can hide, the people who are chasing and killing you know it, and they are all turned upside down, you will definitely meet them, so what should you do?"

"Well, that's going to be difficult. An'er frowned, his little face became bitter, he bit his fingers, thought for a long time, suddenly raised his head happily, and shouted: "I know, I know! Master, if I were him, I would run into him anyway, so it would be better to kill the people who were chasing me first while they weren't paying attention!"

"Hahaha said well!" the old man laughed heartily with satisfaction, his gray eyes "staring" directly at the gloomy sky, "A group of mediocre talents, not as clear as my An'er, what killing wind five horses, what 'ghost eyes' Zhu Zisheng, they are all mediocre! An'er, you are much better than them!"

"Hee-hee, thank you Master for the compliment!" the little boy jumped up in joy when he received the compliment.

"An'er, let's go. Let Ning Liang fight with them to the death, and we fishermen will profit! After this order, no one will dare to underestimate me Wei Zongtian!"

The old man and the boy held a big umbrella, walked slowly in the pouring rain, and soon disappeared into the dark alley.

In the night rain, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the sky and the earth were as bright as day in an instant. But after that moment, an even thicker darkness descended.