"What's going on?" Jian Wei asked again, frowning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But he knew that there was no answer to this, and Gu Zhengqi sighed again, just to make this cold and biting room less deserted.

Since the moment of dawn, the gate of the Luoyang Beggar Gang has been a little busy, and the four or five bags of disciples who have come in and out, plus the six bags of disciples who are not shuttling among them, the gate of the Beggar Gang has unexpectedly revealed a "lively" scene.

If it weren't for the four signboard characters of "Beggar Gang Dividing the Rudder" hanging in front of the door, I'm afraid that no one would think that this is a beggar's nest.

"How dare they ......" Jian Wei, whose eyes were full of bloodshots, was sitting on a Yonghua chair at the moment, his hands tightly clenching the pair of delicate armrests, but his ten fingers were as white as the snow piled up outside the house, just like his complexion.

Gu Zhengqi sighed again, and decided not to pay attention to Jian Wei, who was muttering to himself and almost collapsed, but turned to the same sad face, and at the moment, he was staring at Jian Wei and his own seven bags of disciples worriedly and asked:

"Is Jia San still in the backyard?"

"Elder Gu...... This is the third time you've asked, and the brother who investigated just now hasn't come back yet. "The martial arts of those seven bags of disciples are not low, but at this moment, they don't have the slightest master's demeanor, not to mention the look on their faces, it is this slurping voice that makes Gu Zhengqi disgusted for a while.

"Why is it so slow?" Gu Zhengqi asked slowly, as if he didn't care, but no one in this room thought it was really the case.

"Elder Gu, less than half a cup of tea...... You've asked three times, and there are so many mechanisms in our backyard dungeon......"

"Okay, got it. Gu Zhengqi still looked like he was in his chest, but it was a pity that the little anxiety in his eyebrows couldn't escape from the eyes of these seven-bag disciples.

"Our people are making such a big move...... I won't let Sun Weiheng and them grasp this......" The Qibao disciple who was questioned by Gu Zhengqi was still talking in a slurred manner, but this made the little anxiety in Gu Zhengqi's eyebrows gradually magnified.

"At this time, we still have to think about what Sun Weiheng and Zhu Dongshan think? In a short time, I'm afraid they will come over. The people under Sikong Lone's hands betrayed Sikong Gu? This must be Sikong Gu's trick again, right? We have fallen for Sikong Gu's trick again. Although Jian Wei was sneering, everyone could see the madness in his sneer.

This kind of madness was terrifying, at least in the room, except for Gu Zhengqi, all the Seven Bags of Disciples of the Beggar Gang Dirty Clothes Sect felt trembling.

"The messenger of the Divine Gate...... A seven-bag disciple was trying to find a life-saving straw, but Gu Zhengqi's cold snort made him shut up immediately.

"The appearance of Man Hongsha at this time is not a confirmation of our 'collusion with the Divine Gate'? The relationship between his Pure Clothes Sect and the Divine Gate is also unclear, why do we say that we 'collude with the Divine Gate'?"

"Whoever speaks first will become famous, but it's really not good......" Jian Wei stood up slowly, and in his voice was the decisive decision that an eight-bag elder should have.

"Jia San is still there. A seven-bag disciple hurriedly broke in through the side door, but he didn't pay attention to the occasion, and he was stunned to report an unimportant news to Gu Zhengqi.

"If they find Jia San's body, then we will really jump into the Yellow River and we won't be able to wash it away. Gu Zhengqi sighed, he was calmer than Jian Wei, of course, it can also be said in another way, that is, Gu Zhengqi was more cautious than Jian Wei, "The story of Han Xin and Zhong Lifu, Elder Jian shouldn't forget it, right?"

Jian Wei shook his head and said: "After we are literate, we don't need to read any Four Books and Five Classics, but books such as "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Warring States Policy", and "Taishi Gong" must be read, and this story will naturally not be forgotten, but does he Sun Weiheng think he is Liu Bang?"

"But we're not Han Xinna either. Gu Zhengqi smiled bitterly, "How did they know that Jia San was detained by us? I heard that Su Moyun, who had defected to the Pure Clothes Sect with everyone, surrounded an inn early in the morning, and their informant on our side would rather reveal his identity and find out about Jia San......

"Are you saying that Sun Weiheng believes that we colluded with outsiders to kill the Ma gang leader?" Jian Wei stared at Gu Zhengqi in surprise, but saw that Gu Zhengqi's eyes quickly avoided his gaze, and Jian Wei seemed to understand something.

This Eight Bags Elder, who was regarded as the leader of the Dirty Clothes Sect, suddenly burst out with green tendons on his forehead, grabbed Gu Zhengqi's clothes, and waved his hand to stop those Seven Bags of disciples who had not yet reacted, gritted his teeth and asked Gu Zhengqi: "What other deal did you make with Sikong Gu?"

"Sikong Gu told me that he would kill the horse gang leader at the banquet. Gu Zhengqi no longer dodged, but met Jian Wei's pair of fire-breathing eyes.

"So you ......"

"Sikong Gu's speed is very fast, just like this time, before I could tell the helper, the helper was killed by Sikong's lonely. ”

"Who is it?"

"The murderer is in the backyard. ”

Although the conversation between the two elders was a bit cloudy, the seven bags of disciples who clearly heard their conversation were all stunned, they didn't expect that Gu Zhengqi, who had always been generous and upright, would actually make a deal with Sikong Gu, instead of Gu Zhengqi telling them: "It's just a trap".

“...... Jia San?"

Gu Zhengqi felt the hand grabbing the placket of his chest and gradually lost his strength, and the best friend in front of him, whose eyes were still breathing fire, looked like he had lost his soul at this moment.

"Not bad. ”

"This time, we're sinners. ”

"Not bad. ”

Gu Zhengqi generously admitted it, but it made Jian Wei lose his temper at all, but the seven bags of disciples who were still like bystanders raised their heads, and their hearts burned with anger that was enough to burn Gu Zhengqi to the point that there were no bones left.

"Ziyo (Jianwei characters), we will eventually become sinners. ”

Gu Zhengqi said this sentence with a wry smile, and the anxiety in his eyebrows disappeared without a trace, and he stumbled a few steps before standing firmly.

Jian Wei's re-determined gaze made Gu Zhengqi understand what Jian Wei wanted to do.

"Ziyue, I'm not Zhong Lifu. ”

"I know. Jian Wei sneered, "His Pure Clothes Sect is not a Han Gaozu who can sit on the throne. ”

"It's not good for the beggars to fight a fish to die now. Gu Zhengqi felt that his voice was very flat and empty.

"I know that the people in this room right now are the brothers that we Dirty Clothes Sect can really trust. ”

"They're not going to be there in less than half an hour. ”

"It's huge, Luoyang City is not small, they went from Xicheng to Dongcheng so quickly, they are also very tired when they think about it. ”

"We haven't done anything to our own people for a long time, have we?" Gu Zhengqi's voice finally lowered, as if reading a eulogy.

"Yes," Jian Wei's red eyes scanned every familiar face in the room, "Beggar Gang, it's been a long time since there has been civil strife." (To be continued.) )