Chapter Twenty-Nine: The White Wolf Gang is in trouble

Zhang Feng's hand control zhì is very exquisite, and the strength is immediately received. The book changed from movement to stillness in a moment, and even the soul destroyer and others were far from being able to do it. When they came back to their senses, several people were more and more in awe of Zhang Feng in their hearts.

"The exercises in the teaching are low, this is what I got from the outside, you can practice them for the time being, and I will give you better exercises in the future. Zhang Feng said lightly.

The five halls are the backbone of the Divine Cult, and it is necessary to improve their strength.

The butcher couldn't wait to open it, but Zhang Feng's next words made him reluctantly put it away.

"You go back and see, Soul Destroyer, you tell me about the situation of the White Wolf Gang. Zhang Feng turned his head and said to the soul destroyer. The soul destroyer is in charge of Tongming Hall, and the intelligence is the most familiar.

"Yes!" Soul Destroyer put the cheats into his arms, and then said: "The White Dragon Gang is entrenched on the White Wolf Mountain, and the White Wolf Mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is only one path leading to the top. The last time we attacked the White Wolf Gang, we had just reached the halfway point of the mountain, and the stones, rolling wood, and oil on it were continuous, so that the soldiers were lost. But if it weren't for the wolves and the others, we might have been able to break through their defenses. According to the information they got, his subordinates deduced that Gong Yu, the leader of the White Wolf Gang, had extraordinary martial arts and could fight with three people like me without falling behind. Soul Destroyer said simply. "So my subordinates think that the best way is to trick that Gong Yu down the mountain, when the time comes, we are outnumbered, and the sect leader is strong in martial arts, it will be easy to annihilate them. ”

"How to trick that Gong Yu down the mountain? He has been on the White Wolf Mountain for so many years, has he been deceived by ordinary schemes?"

"Why should we deceive Gong Yu? Can't we deceive others? As long as we can get rid of the White Wolf Gang from the world. Zhang Feng said lightly.

"Wonderful!" Zhuang Yuanlang's eyes lit up, and the paper fan and brush were one, clapping his palms and shouting.

"What do you mean? Why don't I understand?" the butcher felt that Alexander, it was uncomfortable to be with these smart people, and it was refreshing to use a knife.

"Our purpose is to go to Shandong to exhibit, as long as we can achieve the goal. We don't have to do it ourselves, let those people in the rivers and lakes with a strong sense of justice do it well, and then we can reap the benefits of the fisherman. Zhuang Yuanlang smiled.

"The exhibition of our Divine Cult is already biased, and those people in the rivers and lakes may not be able to help us. "Soul Destroyer.

"The White Wolf Gang has a bad reputation in the area of White Wolf Mountain, as long as I let the merchants under my command go out to spread the bad news of the White Wolf Gang, it is estimated that someone will come to clean them up. Not to mention anything else, under the leadership of Qiao Feng in the past few years, the beggar gang has taken it as their responsibility to punish rape and eliminate evil. Those hundreds of thousands of beggars, not too many, as long as a few dozen people are enough for the people of the White Wolf Gang to drink a pot. Zhuang Yuanlang smiled treacherously.

"We didn't break through White Wolf Mountain with two hundred men last time, are those stinky beggars better than us?" the butcher expressed disdain.

"Your subordinates were killed, will you come out?"

"That's nature, whoever kills my men, Lao Tzu will take him to the torture hall and enjoy those ten days of hell. The butcher said angrily. The Ten Days of Hell was the harshest form of punishment in the torture hall, where the prisoners were tortured for ten days and ten nights. During this period, he was begging for death, begging for death, and he was sent to hell after ten days.

After the butcher finished speaking, he immediately came to his senses and said admiringly: "The sect leader is wise and martial, and he has just played the beggar gang known as the number one gang in the world between applause. Under your leadership, why worry about the Divine Cult not being able to accomplish great things?"

Zhang Feng was happy when he heard this, and it was more refreshing to play with people between applause. Especially what a beggar gang, a big force like Shaolin.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Zhang Feng said.

"Yes!" replied with a nodding head.

"Since someone is taking the lead, let's go back to cultivating!" Zhang Feng said.

When Zhuang Yuanlang and the others left, Zhang Feng came to the forbidden land. Seeing Feng Lin practicing that move by move, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction. Although Feng Lin is not as talented as Zhang Feng, his talent is also superior, otherwise Zhang Feng would not have taken them as confidants.

"Alright, stop! I have something to say to you. Zhang Feng said lightly.

"Sect Master!" Feng Lin came to Zhang Feng and saluted.

"Your Haoran swordsmanship is good, pay attention to everything you should pay attention to, then I will leave with confidence. Zhang Feng nodded.

"Leave?" Feng Lin said suspiciously. Why did you just come back and leave?

"I have a plan, don't ask more. Zhang Feng said.

"Yes. Feng Lin lowered his head.

"Do you know why you're called Shadow?" Zhang Feng said casually.

"The Sect Master wants me to be your shadow. Feng Lin said.

"That's right, after I leave, you go to my room and put on my master's clothes. You don't need to be in front of everyone often, as long as people can know that the 'Sect Master' has been staying in the Cult of God and has not gone out. Zhang Feng said. He knew that there must be traitors in the sect, and that any force would inevitably have spies from other forces.

Zhang Feng's purpose was to let people know that he and the Waning Moon Divine Sect were two different people. There is a chivalrous Zhang Feng in the rivers and lakes, and the leader of the Remnant Moon God Sect has always been in the sect, so others naturally don't associate the two together. I have to say that Zhang Feng is really cunning, and this move deceived the people in the whole rivers and lakes.

"I see. Feng Lin nodded and said. Feng Lin is smarter, if he can't do this little thing, hell it.

Although the Divine Cult was heavily defended, it was like a fictitious for people with strong martial arts, and Zhang Feng quickly left quietly and changed his clothes in a small cave. Then he silently sneaked for a hundred miles before he appeared openly.

After buying a horse, Zhang Feng rode the horse to the east, west, south, and north. The whereabouts seem completely inscrutable. If you draw his route on the map, you will see that he is heading towards the location of White Wolf Mountain.

Half a month later, with three days to go from White Wolf Mountain, Zhang Feng led his horse to a hotel.

As soon as Zhang Feng walked in, there was a sudden silence in the noisy store, and they all looked up, but they quickly retracted their gaze, and the shouts sounded again.

Zhang Feng saw an empty table, so he sat down and ordered some wine and food.

"Xiao Er, bring me another jar of wine!" Two tables away from Zhang Feng was a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes, his face was flushed, his face was full of wine, he slapped the table with his big hand and drank loudly.

"This master, you have drunk so much ......" Before Xiao Er finished speaking, he was angrily abused by the middle-aged man.

"Fuck, even you son of a son of a brunch came to bully me, Lao Tzu is not without money, hurry up and bring me wine!" The middle-aged man snapped, and a silver ingot was slammed on the table by him.

Xiao Er took the silver and left, and after a while, Xiao Er walked over with a jar of wine.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to grab it, uncovered the mud seal, and looked up to the sky and grunted. The slightly yellow wine sloping down from the mouth of the altar, like a small spring. Most of the wine went down his cheeks, and after a while, the whole person was like being fished out of the water, and he was wet.

The middle-aged man drank his fill in one go, and with a bang, the wine jar was heavily placed on the table by him, and the dishes on the table crackled with such a force.

"Isn't there a king's law in the world? God-damn son of a bitch, the white wolf will help you die a good death!" the middle-aged man stood up, dancing with his hands, and cursed in his mouth.

Zhang Feng's heart moved slightly.

"This brother, why is he so grief-stricken, how can there be anything in the world that can't be solved? After all, it's not a way to use alcohol to dispel sorrows, so it's better to think carefully about how to solve the difficulties!" someone stood up and said to the drunken middle-aged man. On the table was a sword, dressed in a power suit, in his thirties, named Li Hui.

"Solve it, I have no power to tie the chicken, how can I beat those bitches raised by the White Dragon Gang?" the middle-aged man sighed drunken and shook his head.

"White Dragon Gang, why are they again?" Li Hui frowned, his voice a little unhappy.

"This brother, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing? What's wrong with the White Dragon Gang, tell the little brother what they have done. Someone stood up and said.

"What have they done that hurt the heavens and the people? Sue you, they have done all kinds of evil, and there is nothing worse in the world than them. Lao Tzu was a merchant who went to the north to do business, and bought wool, tiger skins, ginseng, etc., with all his family's wealth. I finally climbed the mountain and waded back, and I saw that I was going home to earn him a fortune, but I was snatched away by the white dragon gang in the White Wolf Mountain, this is my old king's life!" The middle-aged man raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, his voice was grief-stricken.

Some people pouted with disdain, the feudal social hierarchy was scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants, among which merchants had the lowest status. Those literati thought that businessmen were treacherous and cunning, and that they could get a great share of profits without doing anything to produce! The businessman is belittled all the time, so at this time, this middle-aged man's business is taken away, but some people gloat.

"Brother, your things were robbed by them, how did you run away hundreds of miles away?" someone said in confusion.

"There's no money to pay off the debt!" the middle-aged man lowered his head and his mouth squirmed.

Even if it suddenly dawned, the feeling guy owed a lot of debts and didn't dare to go home.

"Dude, thank God for your merchandise. "Someone is humane to middle-aged.

"What are you talking about, all my property has been robbed, do I still want to thank them?" the middle-aged man glared at the other party.

"Hehe, it's the younger brother who said it wrong, but the elder brother probably doesn't know that in the past few days, it is not only you who have been persecuted by the White Wolf Gang. It is said that not long ago, a member of the staff took a family to visit relatives in other places, but as soon as he arrived at White Wolf Mountain, he was killed by the people of the White Dragon Gang. The body was also taken to feed the dogs, and the young and beautiful woman was snatched back up the mountain to be the lady of the village. So, brother, it's good that you can pick up a life," the man laughed.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and most of the drunkenness on his body disappeared.

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