Chapter 187

An hour later.

The hot sun rose and the setting sun was red.

To the north of Xiting County, the tall city buildings have completely collapsed, and the surrounding houses have become ruins.

Among the ruins, Guo fan stands with a knife.

At this time, he was bleeding all over, his long hair rolled in the wind and danced wildly, and his beautiful cheeks were like demons and ghosts.

Around him, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into a river, and countless broken blades were inserted into the ruins.

Under the sunset, everything depicts a purgatory scene.

Fight here.

Rao is that he has advanced congenital, Vajra is not bad, his divine skill is perfect, and he has the magic knife technique.

Also exhausted.

But his body was still straight, his hand holding the knife did not tremble, and his eyes were as firm as a rock.

"Hou... Hou Ye."

A man carefully appeared at the edge of the ruins, kneeling on one knee, afraid to see the figure in the field.

"Ask for instructions from the general. What should I do next?"

"A hundred people are a team. Each team is mixed with experts from two factories and six gates to attack the city."

Guo fan took back his knife and turned around and said, "there are not many experts in Changle gang. Be careful. It won't hurt."

"Tell them not to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Also, the transaction details and correspondence of Changle gang in recent years should be found one by one!"

"Yes!"

The visitor should bow down.

Not long.

The army went out and headed for the Changle Gang station.

With Guo fan fighting in front of him, the people of Changle Gang have no fighting spirit, and a little resistance can't stop the defeat.

The Garrison's charge hardly encountered decent resistance, so they rushed all the way into the Changle Gang headquarters.

"Kill!"

The crowd shouted and killed.

"Go!"

Several Gang experts are walking high and high, but they don't dare to do it. They just want to escape.

"Yu Tigong!"

There was a roar: "return my Gao family's life!"

"Boy, get out of the way!"

"No way!"

"Brother, let me help you."

A female voice sounded: "surnamed Yu, next year today is your death day, don't want to leave!"

"Changle sect leader Yu Tigong?"

Feng Zheng walked slowly forward, knocked a man unconscious and said with a smile, "unexpectedly, this man hasn't died yet."

"I thought he was already the soul of the Marquis!"

"There are always some cowards."

Steward Tang smiled: "just let this kind of rat become the leader of the gang. It can be seen that the disadvantages of Changle Gang have been deep."

"Shall we help?"

Feng Zheng turned his head sideways and looked into the distance: "two little guys, I'm afraid they're not Yu Tigong's opponents."

"No."

Tang steward shook his head: "don't worry, brother Feng. They can deal with it, not to mention the four women of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"I forgot."

Feng Zheng said with a smile, "they have already worshipped brother Tang as their teacher. It's not easy to catch a man who has lost his courage."

"Congratulations to brother Tang, who has got two good disciples!"

"Ha ha..."

Steward Tang stroked his beard and smiled: "they are really good. At least their filial piety is commendable."

When they talked and laughed, they also entered a lobby.

"Changle Gang, it's over!"

Feng Zheng glanced around, shook his head and sighed: "it's also a century old family business. I'm afraid it's in ruins after today."

"Not necessarily."

Steward Tang reached out to brush the wall beam and said, "this place is good. Keep it. Maybe it can be used by him."

"That's what I said."

Feng Zheng nodded and waved. Many East Hall Fanzi rushed in from behind and began to search for supplies here.

another side.

Although he didn't play, Yu tizheng, who had been frightened by Guo fan's murderous spirit, roared angrily.

Anyway, he is also the leader of one of the eight gangs and ten societies and a famous expert in the Jianghu.

This time, he was stopped by two young backup, and he couldn't help being angry and anxious.

However, the Gao brothers and sisters have been studying and practicing hard these days. In addition, their foundation is not weak, and they have made some achievements.

The two swords are combined and the sword technique is rigorous. Although they are not the opponent of the other party, they can barely resist at a time.

In particular, Yu ti is public spirited and has no fighting spirit. He is constantly wary of the four women of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting not far away.

When fighting, they are afraid of hands and feet.

In this way, the longer the delay, the more unfavorable his situation will be and the more dangerous it will be.

If you meet that evil star

Yu Tigong's heart was touched and he bit his teeth fiercely.

"It's you who want to die!"

With a low roar, his palms rolled. The palms were higher than one wave, and rushed towards them one after another.

"Be careful!"

The waiter's face changed slightly and he had to step forward.

"No."

Holding the piano, he stretched out his hand and falsely stopped: "it doesn't matter. They don't want us to intervene in this revenge."

"Don't worry."

The painting also smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. Didn't you see the thing between their two waists?"

"That's..."

The waiter's eyes flickered.

Rainstorm pear flower needle!

"Peng!"

Gao Siyan took a step back and suddenly fired the concealed weapon.

Countless steel needles the size of ox hair cover the land in front of you in an instant, and sharp steel needles are the enemy of internal power.

"Ah!"

Yu Tigong roared, his body retreated violently, and his palms also laid a layer of strong Qi in front of him to intercept.

"Peng!"

Another muffled noise came.

As soon as his heart was cold, he threw himself on the ground and rolled to the corner.

In the face of such hidden weapons, even he couldn't care to maintain his image.

"Hum!"

Gao Yunwen said coldly, "I lied to you. It's true this time."

Then he sipped his mouth again.

"Peng!"

The sound is clear and crisp, but it has a pattern.

"Thief!"

"How dare you fool me!"

Yu Tigong was furious and his eyes jumped wildly. He immediately pulled himself up and vowed to kill the other party under his palm.

"Peng!"

This time, it was an oncoming steel needle.

"Ah!"

With a scream, he could not escape. Although he avoided the key, he was also pierced into the flesh by a steel needle.

When the steel needle entered the meat, it suddenly curled up and twisted its muscles. The pain became more and more unbearable.

"Go!"

"Aggressive!"

The Gao brothers and sisters were so powerful that they shook their hands and shot one after another with throwing knives, plum blossom darts, dark youth and poison needles.

Yu Tigong hasn't stabilized his body yet. How can he escape.

He was covered with steel needles. He was shaking and strong. He was really attacked by this concealed weapon.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Both of them yelled while throwing concealed weapons.

Seeing that the enemy's vitality gradually disappeared and finally fell to the ground with concealed weapons, they couldn't help crying loudly.

"Hey!"

Behind them, the four women looked at each other and shook their heads gently.

Although the great revenge was avenged, it was difficult to come back after all. They had a deep understanding of this feeling.

Because their families were also killed.

At this time, Guo fan is carrying his hands and walking slowly along the street.

There were many soldiers behind him, even people from two factories and six gates.

But these people were obviously very afraid of him, almost half a street away.

"Hou Ye."

The Ding brothers came from the front.

They were full of heat and heavy breath. It was obvious that they had also been fighting.

"The rest of the Changle Gang retreated to the county government. There were many officials and a Liu family."

"So..."

"So what?"

Guo fan raised his head and looked into the distance: "the Changle gang and local officials here collude with each other."

"What do you have to worry about them?"

"Hou Ye."

They bowed their heads, and their voices hesitated: "are you serious?"

"If not?"

Guo fan looked sideways.

His eyes were dark and cold. When they just touched, they felt cold and did not dare to look again.

"Kill in!"

Guo fan's voice was indifferent and said, "tell the people inside to catch them and wait for them. If you resist..."

"There is no amnesty for killing!"

"Yes!"

As soon as their hearts coagulated, they immediately shouted.

…………

After the war, the city was deserted.

Everything needs time to be repaired slowly, whether it is destroyed buildings or disturbing people.

In the evening, there were no pedestrians in the street because of the curfew.

Only the sound of Erhu sounded from nowhere, hoarse and sad, making people feel lonely.

The fallen leaves fluttered disorderly in the long street, which was even more desolate.

"Cha..."

The boots stepped on the fallen leaves and walked slowly alone.

It's Guo fan!

It's only a day and a night away from the broken city, but I feel very strange when I come here again.

"Hou Ye."

The Ding brothers followed behind without accident.

"From what we have found so far, the Changle gang has done more evil than we thought."

"Good."

"Even the ladies of the capital and the ladies of the official family dare to plunder. It's lawless!"

"Not only that."

"They collude with officials and even have contacts with several ministers. Millions of silver are sent to the capital every year!"

"This is really..."

They shook their heads.

Guo fan's face remained unchanged and said, "the woman tried to find it. Did you write down the names of those officials?"

"It has been written down."

They nodded and said, "however, I'm afraid these things have been presented to your majesty through the two factories."

"But I don't know what to do?"

"Disposal?"

Guo fan smiled lightly: "do you really think the court will deal with these people?"

"Isn't it?"

They were stunned.

Although they are the top experts in the Jianghu, they don't know much about the intrigues of the court.

Although I feel that Guo fan has been cruel, now I feel happy to see the situation found.

"I hope so."

Guo fan walked forward and said, "but the world always likes compromise. Few people dare to break with the past."

"Emperors have always hoped that the world would be peaceful and the people would be happy, but most of them do things in miniature and dare not let go."

He disdained the tape and said, "my heart is not firm and uncertain. I can only talk about checks and balances, swing left and right, and my heart will slowly learn to compromise!"

"Do you think so?"

"Old gentleman."

He turned sideways and looked at an old man with an erhu at the corner.

The old man bowed his back and pulled the string. His clothes were ragged, his figure was bent, his breath was weak, and he was not eye-catching at all.

But Guo fan asked with a solemn face.

"Hum..."

The sound of erhu is melodious, sad and desolate. It is wispy, broken and connected, like clouds and fog.

"Confucianism stresses the golden mean."

The old man raised his head and his voice was hoarse: "people have privacy, and saints do not seek perfection. Only abiding by the golden mean is a long-term truth."

"Just a corrupt scholar!"

Guo fan stood with his hands down and his body straight: "if you do evil, you will be punished. A temporary concession will only bring more evil thoughts and deeds."

"Hey!"

The old man sighed and pulled the Hu string slowly.

"What about the Marquis?"

"Of course, kill!"

He made a sound, shook the void and rushed into the sky.

"Kill him clean and happy, so that we can return the world to peace!"

"The best is like water. It's hard and easy to break."

The old man shook his head, and his voice was deeply sad: "it's easy to break after a hard time. Hou Ye's killing nature is too heavy."

"That's not good!"

"The way is different."

Guo fan shook his head: "I have always respected the Buddha and the way, and I admire good officials, but if I make a mistake, I have to let it go, but it is extremely difficult to tolerate!"

"Lord..."

At this time, the Ding brothers also noticed that it was wrong. They stepped forward and touched the hilt with their hands.

"Zheng..."

The sound of Erhu suddenly rose.

The sound wave vibrated, as if it could connect people's desires and manipulate the operation of Qi and blood. They turned white immediately, but they almost couldn't hold the sword in their hands.

"Hou Ye."

The old man hung his head and said, "how about this?"

"If the Marquis agrees, I'll leave now. From then on, I won't ask anything in the Jianghu."

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