Chapter Eighty-Four: Three Pretenders
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Only nerds will not suspect that they are as cunning and gloomy as Wei foxes, and they will be willing to exchange the silver for Zhuo Yunzhou and them.
Hong Qi pretended to be an idiot, took a turn outside the narrative building, looked around, and found that since they appeared to fight Xingshan Tiger, Sangui Street has become more lively, and there must be a lot of people from Xingtianmen hidden in this crowd.
A few of them were still very unintelligent, and they had not obtained the true biography of Wei Fox, and they stared at the Sandong Bridge with fierce eyes.
As a rough estimate, there are definitely more than 100 of these guys.
At the same time, the little people who were originally like Hong Qi, who seemed to be on the shore, on the bridge, and on the stone pier, saw Xing Shanhu and Wei Fox appear, and some people deliberately raised their hands and touched their heads, as if they were saying a code.
There are three hundred of these people, and Hong Qi's naked eye can't compare with Jiang Banxian's pet, Jin Jian, no matter how much, he can't see it.
Hong Qi was really stunned now, the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, and he felt a chill in his heart: Could it be ...... Do you want to give up?
Finally, his gaze turned to a restaurant on Yudai Street.
The restaurant is called Sanwan Noodles, a total of three floors, the first floor sells Yangchun noodles, the second floor sells lo noodles, and the third floor is now a package.
The person who chartered the third floor was Chang Gengjie, and the reason why the boss was willing to give him the money was that he gave him enough silver, and secondly, he and Jiang Banxian were old friends.
On the third floor, there were more than a dozen brothers from the firewood collecting gang, as well as Zhuo Yunzhou, Ah Da, Ah Er, and a dozen pieces of waste firewood from Xingtianmen.
Of the more than 30 diners on the first and second floors, at least half were disguised by the brothers of the firewood gang.
Seeing this fearless face of Daniel Zhang, Hong Qi felt a lot relieved in his heart, and immediately decided: fight!
He pretended to be indifferent, stepped on the jade belt bridge again, walked up to a little beggar in rags, took out the few remaining copper plates from his body, and threw them into the broken bowl he was begging for food with a look of pity.
"Wow-" was a soft sound, which was the code they had agreed upon.
Soon, a hunchbacked old beggar appeared in front of Xing Shanhu,—— it was Li Sanqi in disguise.
An ordinary beggar begging for food came to a rich man, and attracted the attention of countless passers-by.
Needless to say, none of them are "outsiders", and they all know that there will be a good show on Sangui Street today.
At this moment, Hong Qi saw more than fifty disciples of the criminal sect who had not been recognized.
Li San squeaked his hands, pointed to an inconspicuous teahouse on Sangui Street, and took advantage of Xing Shanhu and their turn of their heads, and jumped into the water of the Ayajiang River with a "whoosh", rippling lightly, and disappeared in an instant.
Xing Shanhu knew that the other party was greedy for money, and if he didn't see the silver, he wouldn't stop, and if the silver didn't appear, it was impossible for them to hide from people, so they didn't bother to pay attention to the beggar who came out of nowhere to deliver the letter.
Seeing that there was indeed someone in the teahouse beckoning to him and signaling him to go over, he really brought someone over.
"You're just the one who is from the Heavenly Gate? Aren't you playing some kind of Xuanmen, the people of the Xuanmen have received the rumors, and it's not a trick to change people today, right? This is too insincere!"
The man who beckoned to him was an elegant scribe, who was sitting at a tea table at the moment, drinking freshly brewed Biluochun.
Xing Shanhu couldn't see this kind of good-faced and vicious Sven scum in the past few days, and he was very puzzled by his father's favor Wei Yue.
"Sincerity? You mention 'sincerity' to me?" The scribe was so angry that he said in a loud voice: "How many people have you brought with you to redeem a dozen people, three hundred, or four hundred?
This "elegant scribe" is Luo Pan, Hu Xiu's skillful hands and half-pillar incense kung fu helped him transform a new image.
In the entire firewood collecting gang, his martial arts are the highest, his courage is the greatest, and his verbal kung fu is unrivaled, so it is most suitable to send him to be a representative and negotiate face-to-face with the Xing family.
It's a pity that he has a bad temper and is not good at disguise, and his aura is exposed with one mouth.
Fortunately, at this critical moment of sabre-rattling, no one cares about the luster in his eyes that does not match his age and identity.
What's more, Luo Pan has already said that if he is in any danger, Zhuo Yunzhou will not want to go back alive.