Chapter 17, September 17

On July 17, it rained heavily.

Chang'an was shrouded in torrential winds.

Xiong Ershao has come to Chang'an, he is not in Chang'an, but outside Chang'an City, this time it took him a month to rush to Chang'an, and the reason for rushing to Chang'an is because of a person, a person who is almost like a god in his heart: Zhuo Donglai.

Xiong Ershao admires Zhuo Donglai for only one reason, to be precise, one thing: Zhuo Donglai in two years, his martial arts and wisdom and bright style of life and work persuaded the most important 39 road green forest heroes on the line from the Central Plains of Heshuo to Kanto, from the **** to the white road, organized into an unprecedented super dart game in the rivers and lakes, charged a reasonable fee, and protected the safety of all merchants and travelers on this route.

Protected by their "big" dart flag trimmed with purple satin, there was never a single dart that went wrong.

This is an unprecedented brilliant achievement in the rivers and lakes, and this kind of achievement is by no means something that can be achieved by relying only on "iron" and "blood".

He is a member of the Eagle Dart Bureau, but he is also a member of the 'Big Dart Bureau' Alliance, so he can't help but admire Zhuo Donglai, it is really hard to imagine that there is anyone else in the world today who can do this except Zhuo Donglai.

Thinking of this, Xiong Ershao's eyes were full of light again, he looked at Chang'an City, as if he had seen Zhuo Donglai who was still light in the face of thousands of troops, he had only seen Zhuo Donglai once, but he believed that no matter who saw Zhuo Donglai, he would be conquered by Zhuo Donglai's temperament, that is a very pleasant and comfortable person whenever and wherever he is, except for his opponent, of course.

Thinking of Zhuo Donglai's opponent, Xiong Ershao had already frowned, and his eyes were also shining with a cold light and a touch of jealousy.

Isn't the reason why he came to Chang'an City this time because of Zhuo Donglai's opponent?

Zhuo Donglai has a lot of opponents, if a person wants to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes and achieve a career, he will naturally encounter many opponents, but there are only a few opponents who may really have interest impulses at each stage.

Zhuo Donglai naturally has an opponent, but at this stage, there is only one opponent with the biggest conflict of interest with him, and this person is Zhu Meng.

Zhu Meng of the Lion Hall, there is no one in the other 39 green forest heroes on the north side road who has not heard of Zhu Meng, and there is no one who is not afraid of Zhu Meng. The Central Plains Lion Hall is the only organization among the 40 Green Forest Heroes on the North Road that did not participate in the Sima Chaoqun Covenant, and it is also the largest and most powerful organization among them.

Therefore, when this situation is formed, almost everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that sooner or later there will be a battle between the dart game and Zhu Meng, and the one who survives is the more powerful immortal hero.

Two years ago, the people of the Big Dart Bureau and the Central Plains Lion Hall were waiting for the confrontation between the two sides, no one thought that this kind of wait would be waited for two years, and two years later, because Yang Jian's confrontation was like a mountain of seas, it became a situation where you are either dead or I live.

In this situation, there is no other possibility, and there can only be one of the big dart board and the Central Plains Lion Hall.

On the way, Xiong Ershao had already heard a lot of things about the Big Dart Bureau and the Central Plains Lion Hall, he was not stupid, so he speculated that a big war might be about to start in Chang'an City, so he rushed to Chang'an on September 13.

There is still about a month to go before the fifteenth day of October when Sima Chaoqun opens his door to accept disciples, and he is indeed not too late, but it is definitely not the earliest.

He at least knew that thirteen groups of people had rushed to Chang'an City ahead of him, and among these thirteen groups of people and horses, there were either people from the Big Dart Bureau, or people from Zhu Meng of the Central Plains Lion Hall.

The Great Dart Game and the Lion Hall, which had been facing each other for nearly two months, would have a decisive battle sooner or later, and the most likely time for this decisive battle to break out was on October 15 when Sima Chaoqun closed the door to the big disciples.

Yang Jian is Sima Chaoqun's selected disciple to open the door, he is not a nameless person, but a very famous person on the Northern Road, and it is precisely because of his actions that he has changed the situation of the confrontation between the Great Dart Bureau and the Central Plains Lion Hall for two years.

The banquet has dispersed, but the wind and rain have not yet dispersed, Yang Jian sat cross-legged in front of the window, looking at the rain outside the window like broken beads and constantly falling, his eyes were full of unprecedented solemnity and depression, but soon he regained his calm and indifference.

Zhuo Donglai was wearing a purple robe and holding an umbrella, walked in front of Yang Jian with brisk and elegant steps, handed the valuable black robe in his arms to Yang Jian, and sat down beside Yang Jian by himself, and said softly: "Are you still used to living these days?"

Yang Jian said: "I eat very well, I dress very well, and there is nothing I am not used to." He replied in detail, but his voice sounded like that of a dead man.

Zhuo Donglai, who was observant, didn't seem to notice it at all, he gently hammered his knees, and sighed: "It is an extremely rare thing for a person to eat, dress and sleep well, but I haven't eaten well or slept well in the past two months." ”

Yang Jian's eyes finally flashed with a touch of emotion that a human should have, but he sneered, and he said coldly: "You seem to be very afraid of Zhu Meng?"

Zhuo Donglai smiled and said: "Of course I'm afraid of him, I know he has two skills: first, he can ask someone to help him work hard, and second, he dares to work hard, anyone with these two skills, I will be afraid of him for three points, respect for three points, after all, there are many people who say that they are desperate, but there are very few people who really dare to work hard and can make people work hard for him." ”

Yang Jian was silent, compared to Zhuo Donglai, he naturally knew Zhu Meng better, he stayed by Zhu Meng's side for many years, and was one of the four favorite generals that Zhu Meng relied on the most. It's just that at this time, he can't help but admit that Zhuo Donglai seems to be very clear and understanding of Zhu Meng.

Zhu Meng will definitely not be afraid to work hard, and there are definitely people who are willing to work hard for Zhu Meng.

There are 3,800 people under Zhu Meng who are willing to work hard for Zhu Meng, and Zhu Meng himself is willing to risk his life, who is not afraid of this kind of person?

Yang Jian has already shown fear, he was originally very jealous of Zhuo Donglai, and now he is even more jealous of Zhuo Donglai, he himself is afraid of Zhuo Donglai, and he is also afraid of Zhuo Donglai for Zhu Meng, if anyone has such an opponent as Zhuo Donglai, it is definitely very dangerous, and it is difficult to sleep and eat.

Zhuo Donglai is so terrifying, so how powerful is Sima Chaoqun, the legendary master of the big dart game?

Zhuo Donglai didn't seem to notice Yang Jian's thoughts at all, he continued to speak: "I know that there are more than 3,800 people in the Central Plains Lion Hall, and I also know that the 3,800 disciples in the Lion Hall under Zhu Meng are willing to sacrifice their lives for Zhu Meng to take a breath and lose their heads, without complaint or regret, I also know that Zhu Meng is also a person who has the courage and strategy to dare to work hard, but I am not afraid of these people at all, as long as they dare to come to the big dart game, then they can only die." ”

Yang Jian smiled coldly, "You always seem to be so confident?"

Zhuo Donglai smiled slightly and sighed lightly: "If you have calculated everything very clearly like me, then you will be as confident as me." ”

Yang Jian has changed color, he is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, nor is he a person who likes to overflow his emotions on the surface, even many of Zhu Meng's subordinates think that Yang Jian is a person with a gloomy mind and a deep city, he is indeed such a person, but he found that when he met Zhuo Donglai, he could no longer control his emotions.

He took a few breaths, clenched his fists, and barely spoke after a while: "Since you are not afraid of Zhu Ye, and you are not afraid of the Lion Hall, then why did you still come to see me, aren't you already in control?"

Zhuo Donglai smiled slightly, he looked at Yang Jian, who was already extremely depressed and extremely contradictory, and said softly: "You are wrong, although I am not afraid of Zhu Meng or Xiongshitang, but I am still afraid of a person, a person who may take off my head at any time, and you may take off your head at any time, you said that if a person's head is taken off, then what is the point of this person even if he wins?"

Yang Jian's eyes were shining again, and there was a bright color between his eyebrows, he looked at Zhuo Donglai, looked at the god-like person in front of him, and said, "It seems that you came to see me this time to ask me if I know the information or even the whereabouts of that person?"

Zhuo Donglai clapped his hands happily, looked at Yang Jian and chuckled: "Very good, it seems that you are not stupid." ”

Yang Jian didn't pause, stared at Zhuo Donglai coldly and said, "Do you think I know?"

Zhuo Donglai shook his head, his answer was both unexpected and expected by Yang Jian, he said: "I don't think you know, but there is a very small chance to know." ”

The smile on Yang Jian's face became even colder, and he sneered: "I have to admit that this time you are still right, I don't know, I really don't know." ”

Zhuo Donglai nodded, he didn't speak, and the person had already stood up.

For him, the things he wanted to ask had already been asked, and he had nothing left to do, so wouldn't he just leave now?

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhuo Donglai to leave without any temptation, the others had already stood up, looked at Zhuo Donglai, and a pair of cold eyes revealed a treacherous smile that neither Zhuo Donglai nor Sima Chaoqun had ever seen.

He didn't laugh out loud, but anyone could already tell he was laughing, and he was.

He turned and closed the window, ready to continue lying on the chuang, but at this moment there was a man sitting at the table, a man with a hat, carrying a box, a very old box.

Could it be that this box is the most terrifying weapon on the rivers and lakes in Sima Chaoqun's mouth?

Now no one seems to know.

Yang Jian walked up to the chuang and walked down, he didn't seem to see the man with a hat sitting quietly drinking tea, he walked on the chuang, and the person was already asleep.

Zhuo Donglai didn't sleep, he held an umbrella and walked in the pouring rain.

This is the big dart board, he knows every place here very well, and even the flowers and plants in that place he knows very well.

He's always been an insecure heat, so he's used to being in control and controlling anything he can.

Now that everything in the big dart game is under his control, he is moving forward in an orderly manner according to the track he has set, so he is very happy.

It's just that in the middle of the conversation, he stopped when he was laughing the most happily, and his person was already frowning.

-- He knew everything up and down the board, so he noticed that the situation had changed.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the torrential rain flew down like a sharp sword, at this moment Zhuo Donglai gave birth to a chill, his face showed a rare solemn emotion, he didn't know anything, only one thing.

- There must be a terrible killer staring at him at this moment.

Zhuo Donglai trusts his own judgment, his judgment has never missed, and this time it will not be wrong.

Who was this man?" he thought to himself, "Could it be the man with the box?" Thinking of this, the hairs on his body stood on end. (To be continued.) )