Chapter 758

The popularity of mahjong hall surprised the seven zongmen.

The giants who reacted subconsciously wanted to make a profit. They found that there was only a little oil and water, not even enough to fill the gap between their teeth.

The seven zongmen soon lost interest.

meanwhile.

Inspired by Zheng Feiyue, Zhao Yun opened a mahjong restaurant next door to the immortal bar. He took Han Shizhong and them to play mahjong all day. Sometimes Li Wanqing of Xinmo valley would come and have a seat.

Playing mahjong has become a very popular way of entertainment on the east bank. I didn't invite some relatives and friends to sit in the mahjong hall for a day.

Blood knife city.

As the largest city under the jurisdiction of the evil god sect, it is only thousands of meters away from the evil god mountain. There is a fairy net in the city and the city is prosperous. Most of the disciples of the evil god sect walk around.

In Nanfang City, the city of blood knife City, there is a mahjong hall called "hurricane". The field is huge, with hundreds of tables, which can accommodate nearly 1000 people for entertainment at the same time.

It's said that the shopkeeper came from Tianxiang city and was rich.

The sound of people in the mahjong hall is boiling, and the sound of mahjong rubbing can be heard all the time.

"Die!"

Suddenly heard a roar, several disciples of the evil god sect lifted the mahjong table and knocked one person down to the ground.

It is strange that the beaten man is also a disciple of evil god sect.

"How did the good guys fight?" the shopkeeper hurried over and asked after seeing the mess.

Several disciples of the evil god sect who beat people, the first one with a fierce face, pointed to the beaten person and said, "the brother of garbage is also garbage. I found that you hid your cards. You can't run away from this severe beating."

Several other disciples also gathered around.

The shopkeeper seemed to have a lot of courage. He hurriedly stopped in front of the beaten person and said with a bitter face: "senior, playing mahjong is about fun. Hiding a card is not enough to start. Besides, you are a disciple."

"I bah!"

The fierce looking disciple of the evil god sect disdained to say, "your brother once wanted to kill the young leader. Now the young leader returns and disdains to get angry with you. Our brother has to spit out this evil spirit for the young leader."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he secretly said that where is the hidden card? It's obviously deliberately looking for trouble and trying to hit people.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The beaten disciple of the evil god sect looks white and tender. He looks a little weak, but he is also hard hearted. He said: "when my brother was here, you didn't even dare to fart in front of me. Now my brother is dead. It's bull's spirit. The shopkeeper, get out of the way and let them fight!"

The shopkeeper looked angry and cruel. He took out some bottles of good pills from his arms and handed them to the fierce friar. He smiled bitterly and said, "senior, I was not qualified to take care of your gratitude and resentment, but after all, it's in a small shop. If you really can't stop playing good or bad, the evil god will be blamed by his old family, and the villain can't afford it.

These pills are for the villain to show filial respect to the elder. Today's matter has been exposed. If the elder thinks of this evil spirit in the future, the villain will never care. "

The latter weighed the pill in his hand and said with a low smile: "in the end, it's from Tianxiang city. It's two bottles of demonic pills. Well, for the sake of the pill, I'll spare the boy today. Brothers, have a drink!"

The fierce friar left the mahjong hall with people.

The shopkeeper turned back and picked up the man, fed him a pill and sighed, "little brother, the situation is stronger than people. If you should bow your head, you have to bow your head. Why should you argue for this tone?"

"It's none of your business."

The shopkeeper sighed slightly and said, "I saved you somehow. At least tell me your name? I heard the friar say that your brother wants to kill the young patriarch. What's the matter?"

"My name is Lian Hao."

The beaten friar wiped the blood on his face, stared at the direction the people left, and said fiercely, "my brother's name is Lian Zhan. He is a peerless genius of the evil god sect. Later, he died in the small world."

"It's Lien Chan's brother, no wonder..." the shopkeeper showed a sudden look.

Lian Hao showed his grief and anger and said, "that Wang Xiaohua is crazy. He keeps saying that my brother wants to kill him. Obviously, he doesn't like my brother and killed him!"

The shopkeeper's expression moved slightly and sighed: "I heard that many people were killed by shaozongzhu. The evil gods and even evil gods were alarmed about this. I'll fly a sword and send a message to other sects."

"Wait, I'll avenge my brother sooner or later! Shopkeeper, I'll write down my kindness today and I'll repay you if I have a chance."

Then Lian Hao went out.

The shopkeeper looked at his back when he left, took out a small notebook from his body, recorded Lian Hao's name, and marked a triangle behind his name.

There is more than one name in the book.

……

A month later.

Lv Bu, who had disappeared for many days, returned to the immortal bar and came to the secret room with Zheng Feiyue.

Lv Bu took out a small book from his arms, handed it to Zheng Feiyue and said, "the contact list of each large door has been preliminarily determined. I checked it one by one. There is no problem."

Zheng Feiyue's eyes swept one name after another, and finally fell on the names of the evil god sect. He asked, "this Lian Hao..."

"Lien Chan's younger brother is the focus of the liaison officer's attention," Lu Bu said.

Zheng Feiyue nodded: "very good. It seems that mahjong hall is right. In a month, the heat is almost the same. Try to contact these people in the name of the club."

"I see."

Lv Bu put away his small book and waited for Zheng Feiyue's further instructions.

Zheng Feiyue thought for a moment and said, "after successful contact, choose some talented ones and cultivate them secretly. Since you want to insert nails into the seven Zongs, insert some solid ones."

"I see."

"Let's do it first. Everything should be carried out according to the plan. Remember the principle of confidentiality. I want you to do it. Even if something happens, you can't find us." Zheng Feiyue said.

"OK."

When they left the secret room, Lv Bu didn't stop much and hurried away again.

Zheng Feiyue was about to go back to his room to have a rest when he suddenly saw Li xiner floating over. His feet were silent, like a ghost.

"What's the matter? You want to scare me to death and inherit my fairy?"

Zheng Feiyue glared.

Li Xin'er waved his red robe and said faintly, "why has Lv Bu gone? I haven't seen him for some time recently. What's the furtive ghost?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Zheng Feiyue glanced at her and turned back to the house.

Li Xin'er stamped angrily and shouted at the house, "My Valley master is very unhappy to know about Zhao Yun and Li Wanqing. She wants you to take care of your people, or she will go out in person."

Zheng Feiyue's voice came from the house: "how can I manage the matter of mutual love?"

"Sister Wanqing is the next leader of Xinmo valley. According to the rules handed down by our ancestors, heirs are not allowed to fall in love with men." Li xiner said.

A creak.

Zheng Feiyue opened the door, poked his head out and said, "are there such regulations?"

"Of course."

"Then tell Nangong to be careful and let her change her successor."

"Die!"