Riots and bloodshed, at dawn on the night of the decisive battle. ●⌒，

Thousands of gamblers, holding gambling vouchers in their hands, gathered at the gate of the "God of Wealth Gambling Group" set up in "Beiliang City", and the angry shouting and scolding continued from morning to evening.

Outside the crowd, at the intersection in the distance, cars and horses are urging.

Looking at the girl in Tsing Yi who came to see her off, the fat horse with a light fur, and the high-spirited Zhao Qinghou, at this moment, he actually had the melancholy before parting.

"Thank you for helping me, uncle. Leng Ruoshuang made a happy face: "Thank you for helping the people of 'Liangcheng', out of this evil breath." ”

"Actually, the second girl should be grateful for An Tianming," Zhao Qinghou said: "Although he has already been infected, he took the initiative to give up, otherwise it will not be easy for me to win him." ”

Leng Ruoshuang turned his eyes to An Tianming, who was on the horse: "Where is the Great Commander's illness?"

An Tianming smiled faintly: "In the liver, Doctor Bai said that I will not live to be thirty years old at most." ”

Leng Ruoshuang said: "So Tan Yonglin didn't betray you." ”

Glancing at the figure behind the army, An Tianming smiled lightly: "So Sect Leader Tan is still alive." ”

Zhao Qinghou turned around slowly: "Next month, my Shun'er will have the opportunity to serve as a deputy in the 'Forbidden Army', and I will be promoted by the commander." ”

An Tianming smiled lightly: "A deputy commander position, in exchange for my three-year life, it seems that I earned it." ”

While speaking, the crowd at the door of the gambling game suddenly became restless.

Confusion, fighting, swearing, blood.

In a short time, several mutilated and unrecognizable corpses were carried out by more than a dozen servants in the baptism of saliva and rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs among the red-eyed people. Due to the excitement of the people who gathered around Zhenmin, those few tolerances were not spared by the pond fish, either the official clothes were torn to shreds, or their faces were full of garbage and sewage.

The golden shopkeeper grabbed a middle-aged servant and whispered, "What's going on?"

The middle-aged official said angrily: "The person in charge of the 'God of Wealth Gambling Group' here, Li Yuanfang, the fifth God of Wealth, swept away all the gold bets in the gambling game. ”

An elderly official who was with him sighed and scolded: "Li Yuanfang, this bastard, my coffin was also abducted by him, let me catch him, I have to cut him with a thousand knives!"

"You're not the only one who hates him," the strong official said angrily: "Lord Hai of the prefect was also thundered by the pit surnamed Li, and issued a general order, and anyone who discovered, reported or arrested Li Yuanfang will be rewarded with a hundred gold." ”

The golden shopkeeper said: "Li Yuanfang ran away with a huge amount of money in the gambling game, how can he have a minimum of three million taels of gold in his hand, and a bounty of one hundred, which is nothing." ”

I heard my daughter-in-law Xiaoyu say coldly: "If you have money to make, you also have to have a life flower, the five gods of wealth are all such powerful characters as Li Yuanfang, what about the four gods of wealth and the three gods of wealth that are counted up? What about the two gods of wealth? What about the big gods of wealth? Will those big people let go of Li Yuanfang, the five gods of wealth who lost the public funds of the gambling group? The second girl took us off the cliff of the 'stock market' and gave us a job, we are already two lifetimes, you are still honest and honest in 'Liangcheng' to help Leng Ye take care of the inn, don't think about those windfalls all day long!"

was robbed of white by his daughter-in-law, and the golden shopkeeper hid behind Leng Ruoshuang, covering his old face with his sleeves, and didn't dare to speak again.

"My days are numbered, and I finally have a chance to live with red tears. An Tianming laughed and walked away: "Second girl, please tell your grandfather Xiaobei that you will go to the 'capital' another day, and I will invite him to drink." ”

Zhao Qinghou was hesitating to say goodbye to Leng Ruoshuang, and the commander of "Feiyunwei" Leng Mo came to the saddle and said in a low voice: "Master Hou, we should also go on the road, Mrs. and the third lady urged." ”

Looking back at the intersection of the guards, Chu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yu's mother and daughter in the soft sedan were looking at this side, Zhao Qinghou was anxious, and said a strange word: "Ruoshuang, the gift of love that night of 'provoking the pig forest', Xiaohou will never forget." (See Chapter 4 of The Parting Hook)

Leng Ruoshuang's face turned red, and she scolded angrily with a smile: "Get out!"

Then, Marquis Zhao obediently rolled out.

Leng Ruoshuang stood lonely in the chaotic crowd, until the group of riders disappeared from sight, and then returned to an indifferent expression, and separated the crowd with the golden shopkeeper and Xiaoyu.

After only a few steps, Leng Ruoshuang saw two fat men in brocade clothes with round faces and shy bellies, like two New Year's pictures posted on the wall, waiting for her hand in hand in the middle of the road.

"You're here. Leng Ruoshuang greeted with a smile, laughing more ugly than crying.

"We know that Li Yuanfang has swept away all the gambling silver, including the 400,000 taels of gold that our 'Fugui Group' lent to you to the 'Liangcheng Inn'. "The fat man who spoke was a little older, about forty-seven or eight years old, and he looked more earthy than a dirty melon, but a bit like a nest melon that had just been dug out of the mud.

His surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Jianlin.

The other one is younger, shorter and fatter than him, if Wang Jianlin is like a nest melon, this benevolent brother is like a nest melon that has been flattened by someone.

His surname is Ma and his name is Ma Yun.

-- The four giants of the "Fugui Group", "Gui" refers to the cardinal ministers Tong Guan and Liang Wang Chai Ruge, and "Fu" refers to Ma Yun and Wang Jianlin.

"The silver is lent to you'Liangcheng Inn', in black and white, in business, Li Yuanfang ran away, we can only be counted on your heads, we're 'Fugui Group' has always been to convince people with morality, and children are not bullied. Ma Yun smiled kindly, and it didn't look like he was here to ask for debts, but to send red envelopes for the New Year.

Then, the two of them laughed together, and the two nests suddenly turned into two old foxes, round and fat foxes.

Leng Ruoshuang gritted her teeth, and gave them a reply coldly: "Don't worry, even if you chase to the ends of the earth, I will turn out the profiteer, get back the three million taels of gold, give an explanation to the two bosses, and give the people justice!"

"100 days is limited, and there is no waiting for the deadline. Hearing this assurance, the two smiled and walked away holding hands, and when they turned around, the two fat foxes turned into two inconspicuous nests.

Of course, the two nests did not leave by themselves.

In front of and behind the two, there is always a group of ordinary people who are dressed ordinarily and look ordinary.

Their eyes, movements, and movements are obviously deliberately hidden. Some experienced old rivers and lakes quickly discovered that all the characteristics of first-class masters can be found in these ordinary people.

There was no one to send a master of this level, because each of them could take charge on his own, and each of them had the strength to command thousands of troops.

However, they are now all the bodyguards of those two fat scumbags who have been dirty.

People have speculated about the true identities of these two nests.

A crazy gambler, cloaked, foaming at the mouth, running rampantly.

Seeing that this heartless madness bumped into the larger nest melon, among those "ordinary" bodyguards, an "ordinary" person came out casually and whispered a few words in the face of the madman, and the madman was instantly quiet.

Lying straight on the ground, as quiet as a dead man.

That group of masters who can kill people in an instant, of course, also has their own blades.

The man who killed the madman was as soft as a snake at the waist and had a pair of "curved swords" stuck in his face. Now it is very rare to know how to use the "arc sword" on the rivers and lakes, and it is certain that the person who uses this extremely difficult Qimen blade, as long as he does not appear, will be an absolute master.

"He is 'kill or bury' Song Zhong!" "The old official said in a lost voice: "The 'Killing Workshop' is the top ten gold medal killers, and the ranking is still before the fire meteor." ”

The middle-aged servant asked, "He has killed a lot of people?"

The old servant said: "He only kills occasionally. ”

The middle-aged servant asked, "How many people has he killed?"

"No more than three. The old servant smiled gloomily and said, "No more than three a day." ”

The group of officials left the chaotic crowd, carried the corpse and chatted and walked, and gradually walked into a small remote alley, narrow and difficult to walk.

The old servant was still laughing gloomily, he stared at the young servant, and the other party also stared at him and smiled, the more the two of them laughed, the happier they became, laughing so hard that they beat their chests and feet, and laughed breathlessly.

The old servant smiled and said, "Four gods of wealth, a whole three million taels of gold! Now my two brothers have made a fortune!"

The middle-aged servant replied with a smile: "Five God of Wealth, if I share these three million taels of gold alone, I will be even more rich!"

The old servant laughed and burst into tears: "Four God of Wealth, you think beautifully!"

The middle-aged official laughed out the knife: "Five God of Wealth, you go to die!"

The sharp knife pierced the heart of the elderly servant, and the blood flowed like a pour.

The middle-aged officials shouted: "Do it!" The "corpses" on the stretcher suddenly all moved, and as soon as they moved, they all killed the officials who were carrying them on the spot.

The smile of the old servant was still frozen on his face: "Four God of Wealth...... You...... Want to eat alone?"

The middle-aged servant took off the leather mask on his face, revealing Shen Zhongxia's majestic face: "Master Li Yuanfang, Master Li, three million taels of gold, this amount is too tempting, the fourth brother can only be sorry for you, the gold belongs to me, and the black cauldron belongs to you, you have no opinion, right?"

Li Yuanfang, the god of five wealth who disguised himself as an elderly servant, of course had no opinion.

A dead man can never have an opinion.

Mid-Autumn Festival, golden chrysanthemum, green wine.

Leng Ruoyan turned the tambourine and made a "dong dong" sound, which made Qingqing in the rocking car babble and eagerly want to try; Guo Shovel and Lace Skirt burned incense and worshiped in front of Guo Ershao's spiritual seat, babbling about something.

Cold North City toasts.

Lei Xiaoya also raised a glass.

The two men looked up at the same time, looking at each other, as if they had a lot to say, but they didn't even say a word.

"Embroidered Spring Building" in the garden of the wooden leaves Xiao Xiao, a lonely goose, Lingding flew by, gradually flying away. (End of volume)