Sanshui Town, Moon Tower, adjacent to the Wang family.

Speaking of this Wang family, the boundary of Huashan is famous. Without him, because this is the residence of Wang Mingguang, the leader of the Golden Knife Gang in Huashan Realm.

Speaking of Wang Mingguang, passing high-rollers will give a thumbs up and praise a good man. Wang Mingguang is hospitable and makes friends all over the world. I especially like to have a banquet in this Moon Tower, so the business of this Moon Tower has always been very good.

On the surface, the owner of this restaurant is a little-known old man, but in private, Wang Mingguang is ingenious and robbing, accounting for ninety percent of the dry shares, if you really want to calculate it, it is actually just one of his industries, undertaking a share of the Wang family's entertainment expenses.

The Moon Tower is five stories high, from the bottom to the top, and the decoration is more and more gorgeous. In this small Sanshui Town, being able to entertain guests on the fifth floor of the Moon Tower represents an ordinary status. Sitting on the fifth floor, you can overlook the entire Sanshui Town, and you can see the scenery. People can't help but give birth to the heroism of "being at the top of the mountain and seeing the mountains at a glance".

Every month, there are always a few days, there will be a teenager, sitting by the window on the second floor, looking at the Wang family in the distance through the window, drinking silently. A single broken sword rests on the table, decorating his armed identity. The young man is only seventeen or eighteen years old, his face is immature, and he looks very vicissitudes when he drinks.

The wine was inferior rice wine, and the young man drank it very slowly, one sip, one sip, as if he was drinking a bitter past. He didn't pay attention to what was happening in the restaurant, just drank in silence, his eyes were vague, and he looked out without focus, not knowing what he was thinking.

The shopkeeper knew this young man, named Ning Muchen, who was a martial artist from a nearby mountain villa. It is said that one of his beloved girls married a steward of the Wang family, and since then it is rare to see a beautiful woman, and every time she comes to drink a sullen wine. Even if you can't see the beauty, just take a look at this huge royal family, and know that the life of your beloved is good, which is a great comfort.

Since this Moon Tower is the stronghold of the Wang family, it is indispensable to inquire about some news. Everyone who came in would be silently interrogated by the shopkeeper, and it was good if he wasn't an enemy. Although it is only said that every time he sees him coming, the shopkeeper sends rice wine, and he inevitably shakes his head when he turns around. Hey~ Poor man.

Ning Muchen seemed to use wine to dispel his sorrows, looking down, but in fact, the corners of his eyes were squinting at the Wang family's every move. I drank three bottles of rice wine, asked for four plates of steamed buns, and drank slowly from noon until it was almost dark.

He didn't drink to kill his sorrows, he was to suppress his fright, to suppress his excited nerves.

"After many years, I can finally have the opportunity to have a family feud. How many years of anger and resentment, just look at tonight, what if there are many people? I must kill him upside down. Ning Muchen's hand holding the wine glass tightened involuntarily, and then tried his best to relax. Even if there is a lot of murderous intent in his heart, he must hide it well now.

The master is very keen on murderous aura, any wind and grass, a little murderous aura may lead to the other party's defense, only by not showing his face, one hit will kill is the true meaning of the killer.

Throughout the afternoon, he watched several waves of people leave the Wang family, and watched several people scan the surroundings vigilantly, quietly hiding behind the door. But it doesn't matter, it's just the scenery.

For the past few days in a row, Ning Muchen has been sitting here idlely.

He knew that tonight, Wang Mingguang, the leader of the Golden Knife Gang, would stay in Wangyue Tower.

He knew that there was a special private room on the fifth floor of the Moon Tower, which was reserved for Wang Mingguang.

He knew that Wang Mingguang stayed in Wangyue Tower because there was a top-brand Qianqian girl in Wanhuayuan, and Wang Mingguang ** this top-brand.

He knew that the fourth floor would be guarded by three waves of masters.

...

He knows everything.

It was precisely because the more he knew the Dao, the stronger the killing intent in his heart. Wang Mingguang is so dignified, he knows the Tao too well.

Ning Muchen glanced at the road outside. There were a few little girls on the road who were happily playing a game similar to an eagle catching chickens, so happy. But he couldn't laugh. His mind returned to his memory....

He thought of his sister, Xiaoli.

He remembered that back then, the Ning family was also a solid family in Sanshui Town. When I was young, what a joy.

He remembered the person he still hated - Wang Mingguang.

That year, Xiaoli was also at the age of youth, but she was only eleven or twelve years old, and she was already slim and delicate, tender and red. How do you know that it was because of a glance at the beautiful little sister that Wang Mingguang, the young master of the Golden Knife Gang at that time, who was over thirty years old, was worried about it. I have to marry and be an aunt's wife.

The Ning family was unwilling, so Wang Mingguang came to harass him several times. This Wang family is very powerful in this Sanshui Town, and although the Ning family is solid, they really can't stand such trouble. At that time, the head of the Ning family sent Ning Muchen and his little daughter Ning Yuli to a relative's house in Jiangbei to borrow them.

How do you know the way....how do you know the way....

As soon as he thought of this, Ning Muchen couldn't help but be angry, and his hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tremble: how many times, he dreamed of killing that beast, what a beast, he couldn't marry it, and he actually called a group of masked people to wipe out more than 20 people in the Ning family on a dark and windy night!

The originally carefree young man suddenly became a homeless person, and the original borrowing became a loneliness under the fence.

When the news came, Ning Muchen and Ning Yuli both cried and fainted. Entrusting his sister to a relative's house, Ning Muchen took the old servant back to his hometown to take care of the funeral.

The Ning family belongs to Mr. Yes in Sanshui Town, and he never offends anyone, Ning Muchen can guess even with his feet that it must be Wang Mingguang's ghost.

On the top of the mourning hall, Wang Mingguang still pretended to say that there was any need, although he brought it up. Bitter hatred filled Ning Muchen's eyes, he was helpless at that time, in addition to crying, he still cried, but Ning Muchen, who was still young, remembered this ugly face deeply.

...

It's night.

Mochizuki Tower has a good business and has not closed.

There was a drunken drunk man dangling at the door, dressed very gorgeously, with good satin, fat body, nouveau riche dress, don't look at Wang Mingguang like a businessman all these years, in fact, his martial arts have not fallen. It's just more camouflage.

Not far behind, a few family members followed closely.

Ning Muchen's eyes flashed, and he regained his composure, he lowered his head and took another sip of wine, pretending not to find anything. That face, he will never forget this face when he dies, this person is Wang Mingguang.

Wang Mingguang, who had just finished entertaining, raised his feet and walked upstairs, and a person behind him turned sideways and went upstairs to arrange in advance. This Qianqian girl has been placed on the fifth floor a long time ago.

When passing by the second floor, Ning Muchen didn't look, but just glanced at it from the corner of his eye. A clever killer will not show the slightest breath before an assassination. He is just a passerby, as if the life and death of others have nothing to do with him.

"Xiao Er, settle the bill!" Soon after Wang Mingguang went upstairs, Ning Muchen, who was a little drunk, went downstairs to settle the bill, and then stepped into the night step by step. Walking to no one's place, Ning Muchen dodged and hid in the shadows of a small building. Looking around at the lack of people, he climbed up to the second floor of the small building, changed into a night coat, and ran down in a few flashes. The eyes are as sharp as ever, where is there any drunkenness.

Ning Muchen was like a black shadow falling into the shadows, slowly swimming towards the Moon Tower.

The fifth floor of the Mochizuki Tower is brightly lit. Ning Muchen lurked in the shadows in the distance, his eyes staring at the high place motionlessly.

"Tonight, old thief, is your time to die! Ning Muchen said to himself while wiping his weapon repeatedly with a short dagger. The blade is made of dark black material, which is not reflective at night, and there are grooves on it, which are used for bloodletting, and as long as it hits, the blood flows like a pour, and the enemy will often bleed to death.

As the night wore on, the lights on the fifth floor had stopped. The entire town of Sanshui fell asleep. Occasionally, a few coquettish gasps would come from somewhere, and there would be a bit of reverie throughout the night.

Ning Muchen hibernated for a long time, counting that the time was almost up. He slipped around the corner like a cat in the dark. Climbing up the pillar behind the Moon Tower, a harrier turned over and landed lightly on the roof of the second floor.

It's quiet in the Mochizuki Tower. Ning Muchen's body was as light as a catkins, and he landed without sound. At this moment, his breath was faintly visible, and he bypassed several corridors and quietly touched the fourth floor.

He attached himself to the window on the outer wall of the fourth floor, concentrating and calming, and could vaguely hear seventeen breathing sounds on the fourth floor, and his ears trembled, like an owl aware of the strength and direction of their respective breathing sounds. But he didn't alarm these people, just quietly settled, went around and leaned under the fifth-floor window.

There was a "squeak" sound in the room, the man's gasp, and the woman's shy scream. Don't think about it, it's pretty beautiful inside. But Ning Muchen had no effect, his state of mind at the moment was quiet, cold, and solemn.

Ahh

The man's wheezing intensified, and the woman seemed to scream louder.

Outside, there were few stars. Ning Muchen took out a short pipe from his arms, dotted the window paper with saliva, and quietly blew some smoke in.

"Don't worry, let you be a ghost. Ning Muchen sneered. The scene didn't affect his movements in the slightest. After blowing, he changed to a tube, which contained a bracket that could eject a needle-like concealed weapon, and he aimed it at the inside.

Yes!

A low roar, panting like a cow inside.

"It's now!" Ning Muchen calmly pressed the machine with one hand at the moment, and a turquoise needle shot silently towards the dumb hole behind the ear of the person inside in the dark night, and disappeared in a flash.

Inside, Wang Mingguang didn't feel any discomfort, only felt as if a mosquito had bitten. Then, her head was a little dizzy, and the Qianqian girl also tilted her head and fainted.

Ning Muchen waited for a while, and after hearing no sound inside, he opened the window with a dagger, jumped into the room, and jumped into the room. Holding the dagger back, Ning Muchen moved forward step by step, until he confirmed that there was no danger. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew!" Looking at the twisted and twisted bodies of the two white flowers, Ning Muchen turned his head away and spit. "Wang Mingguang, you also have today. After that, Ning Muchen didn't say much, he walked over directly, wiped his throat, and blood sprayed directly, dying red**.single, staining Qianqian's white and swaying body, and also dying Ning Muchen's eyes.

"Dad, mother, the unfilial son has finally avenged you. Ning Muchen's voice was a little choked and he muttered.

After confirming that he had succeeded, Ning Muchen packed up some valuable money and went down the same way. Quickly get away.

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