Chapter 125: The Ignition

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Because there are all kinds of beautiful flowers in the flowers.

Wan Huafang was more lively today, but the old bustard's face covered with fat powder no longer had the usual warm and ambiguous smile, and there was only one look on her face now, panicked.

A large number of people from the Overseas Baimeng, including those from Guishiling, rushed to Wanhuafang as soon as possible.

And after these two people, the people from the East and West No. 2 factories also arrived here at the same time.

The second factory in the east and west of the imperial court, the east factory was the first to be set up, and there were many martial arts strongmen in it, often sneaking into the civil and military officials in the middle of the night to spy on the private, and the cabinet members changed when they heard it.

In addition to the East Factory, the West Factory was set up, and the eunuch commander was appointed, whose personnel power exceeded that of the East Factory, and recruited people with high martial arts skills for their use.

Even many green forest thieves took refuge in the West Factory and acted for the tigers.

In ordinary county areas, the management of public security depends on the small catchers and servants of the city officials.

But in this Taiyuan City, strong dragons are lying around, cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, fish and dragons are mixed, if you want to supervise and control these people, you have to have some ruthless characters.

Therefore, there is a Jinyi captain of the East and West No. 2 Factory all the year round.

Li Wenbo died this time, and the murderer Mu Zaichen was witnessed by many people, and the human and material evidence was all there, and the matter seemed to have made a big fuss.

It just so happened that the atmosphere in the city was tense in recent times, and all the major forces were secretly preparing and trying to restrain themselves.

But at this time, Mu Zaichen directly killed Li Wenbo, the younger brother of "Jinduo is dead", because of jealousy, does this indicate that overseas Baimeng can't help but want to do it?

"I didn't kill people, I really didn't kill them, this is a frame-up, a frame-up. Moreover, the people of their Turtle Rock Ridge also did something to me, and they wanted to use the turtle and snake Hehuan to deal with me. ”

Mu Zaichen lowered his head and explained in front of a man in green clothes wearing a square crown and two beards.

This man in Tsing Yi is the person who is now sitting in Taiyuan City from the Blood Sword Sect of the Overseas Hundred Alliances, and he is the strength of the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Demon Realm, comparable to the top twenty disciples in the Golden List of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Beside Ruan Huang, there were also a large number of people from the Blood Knife Sect clustering, everyone frowned, their hands on the hilt of the knife, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Ruan Huang, you have also seen the situation, hand over this kid, and today's matter will be misunderstood. What do you say about framing and planting, I only believe in the facts in front of me.

Not to mention that the blood incense in Li Wenbo and the others is highly poisonous, just say that these are a few neat knives......

In particular, the method of killing this woman's son is to slash from the head to the chin, except that this kid has this habit, could it be that there are other people in your Blood Knife Sect who also have such a hobby?"

One of the people standing on the other side spoke.

His voice was so angry that it seemed to be thundering, and the muscles of his whole body were knotted, and the whole person looked like a gorilla.

His eyes were like copper bells, the skin on his face was as rough as sand, his face was full of beard, his tiger eyes were shining, and his whole person revealed an explosive sense of power.

Beside him, there was also a group of people, uniformly dressed and wearing black scarves, with the logo of Turtle Rock Ridge embroidered on their chests.

"Man Xiong, everyone is on the road, and they are not young children who have just entered the rivers and lakes, this matter is obviously a false accusation, and someone wants to provoke a fight between you and me......

It is impossible for me to hand over people, you go back and bring a message to Chen Ran, if he wants to start a war because of this, we are not afraid of Baimeng. ”

Ruan Huang's eyes drooped, his eyes wandered around the several corpses on the ground that had become so poisonous that they couldn't look like people, his eyes were like thunder and lightning, and his tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze people into ice, and he snorted and turned around and brushed away.

"Hehehehe, if the two of you want to do it, I, Wu, still say that, don't disturb the normal order in the city, you two can be a little more careful. ”

There was another shrill voice from downstairs, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's bones, like a little woman's sigh.

However, the person who spoke was a white-haired man wearing a brocade robe embroidered with a wolf's head.

The white-haired man smiled softly, his eyes were as bright as the moon, his lips were redder than those of a woman, and his skin was white as if powdered.

He wore a big black cloak and a high black crown, and sat in the hall on the first floor of the green building.

Opposite him, there was also a person sitting, bronzed skin, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with flying eagles, the same dress, but different temperament.

The face of the person on the other side is like the hardest wood, unchanged.

A pair of eyes are like the tips of two swords, and whoever stares at the body will be so uncomfortable as if someone is holding a sword to their throat.

When he doesn't speak, his eyes seem to be able to speak, telling others how good he is.

These are the two hundred households of the East and West No. 2 Factory in Taiyuan City.

One is named Wu Yuan, the other is named Wan San, and all of his subordinates are in command of 100 people.

At this time, twenty or thirty tall and exquisite-eyed masters stood beside them, all wearing brocade robes embroidered with wolf heads or eagles, and embroidered with spring knives under their ribs.

......

It's almost dawn outside.

Jiang Cheng leaned against the pillar in the corner of the camp and breathed a comfortable breath, he was almost rested.

Presumably, the scene that was carefully played yesterday has been able to stimulate the nerves of some people, but the people of these two big forces are not all stupid, and they are more endurable than he imagined.

He thought that he had withdrawn for so many days, and after these two families divided some of the resources of the Heavenly Demon Sect, they couldn't help but rub sparks, but they always restrained each other and endured patience.

I don't know if this fire can be completely burned.

Even if he couldn't, it didn't matter, he still prepared some plans for the follow-up.

If one fire doesn't work, then two fires, three fires, make this Taiyuan City completely chaotic.

I felt the acupuncture points that have been opened up in my body, and the three yin meridians have begun to open up to the second vein, and the acupoints of the whole body have opened fifty-six paths, and there is still residual strength.

Jiang Cheng estimated that when he completely opened up the second vein of the Three Yin Meridians, and then opened the third vein, he might face a dilemma.

With the internal strength of the current twenty years of cultivation, compared to some martial artists in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, it is still top-notch.

But if you compare it with some people who have attained great perfection the day after tomorrow, then it cannot be said to have much advantage.

There are too many martial artists who have failed to open up the hundred knots in their bodies, and many of them have not been able to open up a hundred knots until they die of old age.

If he wants to open up to more than 100 places, this bit of internal force cultivation is still not enough, and he still has to make use of the great 'method'.

It just so happened that now that the xenomorph internal force in the body had been completely refined, it was time to continue to tonify.

"Get up, get up, get up for me, get up quickly, and get out to work. ”

Outside, the overseer's rough reprimand came, the sky was already slightly bright, and the sound of the tide of the sea was very pleasant to hear, but the sea breeze was blowing with a cold feeling.

Everyone got up from the grass bunk, and some of them rubbed their hands in the cold.

Jiang Cheng thrust the narrow knife into his waist and got up and walked out of the camp.