Beiyin Great Sage

On the wine table, there are three to five desserts and several plates of side dishes. Although the portions are not large, they are all exquisite and full of color, fragrance and flavor.

After three rounds of drinking.

Chen Ying's face was flushed and her eyes were drunk. She looked at Zhou Jia and smiled foolishly:

"Other people say that after we have been together for a long time, I don't know the beauty or the ugly. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it 100%."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"Yeah?"

"Why not?" Chen Ying pointed at him:

"Look now, you're not ugly, you're a bit handsome."

"Maybe..." Zhou Jia chuckled:

"I am quite good-looking. Only when we get along with each other for a long time can we discover the beauty of it."

"So you can also joke." Chen Ying's delicate body trembled and she shook her head:

"No!"

"I took a closer look and found that you still don't look good. I can only say that you are ordinary, but to be honest, you really can't be considered ugly."

"There are mostly ordinary people in this world." Zhou Jia didn't take it seriously:

"There are rare handsome men and beautiful women."

The two have been together for a long time, and although they have not been able to develop so-called emotions, their relationship has become closer and closer, and they can barely be regarded as friends.

"Just like the Qian family."

The two of them were sitting on the second floor of the restaurant. Zhou Jia pointed towards the mansion in the distance through the window:

"In such a wealthy family, after several generations, there is only one third young master who is unparalleledly handsome."

"Third Young Master Qian." Chen Ying moved her hands for a moment, then sighed softly, with a look of regret on her face:

"Pity!"

She had met the third young master of the Qian family. He was handsome, and together with the incompetent young master of the Su family, they were known as the Shuangyu of Stone City.

Even though she was attracted to a strong person, she had to admit that the other person's appearance made her attracted.

It’s just that his cultivation and strength are slightly inferior.

The world is in a dilemma!

"What?" Zhou Jia tilted his head:

"You also think the Qian family can't escape this?"

"Even if you can escape, so what?" Chen Ying shook her head:

"Uncle Qiu killed Protector Miao by killing him. It was the Qian family that did it. The gang leader was even more furious. If we hadn't been concerned about the family's face, we would have invaded the Qian Mansion long ago."

"Even if the Qian Mansion can find a way out this time and avoid disaster, I'm afraid the family will be completely depleted. In addition, the old man is not going to die soon..."

"In short, the decline is certain!"

Speaking of this, he smiled mysteriously:

"Speaking of which, a few sisters came to me a few days ago and asked me to show mercy to Third Young Master Qian. It would be best to capture them alive."

"They're willing to pay big bucks for it!"

Zhou Jia was stunned and shook his head speechlessly.

He knew that most of Chen Ying's 'sisters' were already married and had children.

But this is normal.

The brothels in Shicheng not only entertain male customers, but also a large number of female customers. The love of beauty never distinguishes between men and women.

It can also be seen from this point that there are already many people waiting to share the Qian family's property.

Among them, I am afraid there are people from the Family Alliance.

"Actually, they probably won't be willing by then." Chen Ying smiled and shook her head:

"Qian Sanshao can have such magnanimity because he has the support of his family behind him. When his family declines, his whole person will be like an eggplant beaten by frost, without the energy he once had."

"I've seen this kind of thing a lot. Every time a noble family dies, the once aloof young men and young ladies will change drastically."

“After playing it a few times, I’ll probably lose interest!”

"Really?" Zhou Jia was not sure about this.

"director."

At this time, a person hurried up to the second floor and said:

"Leader Li is missing!"

"Um?"

Zhou Jia frowned:

"What's the number?"

"The... third one." The person replied in a low voice with his body trembling.

"Three." Zhou Jia took a deep breath and said in a cold voice:

"I told them not to act alone. They deserve to be in trouble. They will continue to be on guard. No one should act rashly without the gang leader's order."

"yes!"

Chen Ying put down the wine cup, and a trace of clarity appeared in her drunken eyes:

"Did the Qian family do it?"

"How brave! Now that things have happened, they have no idea how to save the situation, and they dare to attack our people without knowing whether to live or die!"

"Maybe..." Zhou Jia said slowly:

"This is the Qian family's method."

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head slightly.

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It's late at night.

Zhou Jia sat cross-legged and practiced as usual.

Thanks to the blessing of the Dragon-Tiger Xuantai, his cultivation qualifications are undoubtedly among the ranks of martial arts wizards in the Dalin Dynasty.

Coupled with taking the secret medicine, although the cultivation level is not a thousand miles, it is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Well……"

Under the candlelight, Zhou Jia slowly opened his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he walked out of the house, turned around a few times, and stopped at a secret sentry in the corner outside the courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, the strong wind swept by, and the secret whistle hidden in the grass and dead trees rolled out, silent and obviously dead.

An arrow in his neck was the cause of his death.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Jia gave a high-five with an expressionless face.

"director!"

"Director Zhou!"

Several people jumped out from the darkness, and when they saw the corpses in the field, their expressions changed.

"go."

Zhou Jia stretched out his hand to signal:

"The murderer is over there, find them."

"yes!"

Several people should be jumping into the darkness one by one.

far away.

Two black figures quietly shrank down, and one of them sounded annoyed:

"What should we do? The guy surnamed Zhou is just like a turtle. We deliberately showed our whereabouts several times, but he didn't follow us."

"I heard that Zhou Jia is very powerful, but not good at light kung fu. I'm afraid the rumors are true." Another person looked thoughtful and whispered:

"Maybe he couldn't catch up with us, so he didn't come over."

"What should we do?" The person in front said helplessly:

"In a head-on confrontation, I'm afraid the two of us are not strong enough for him to chop with an axe. Once we get close, we will be dead, let alone attract people."

"Forget it." The companion sighed:

"First take down the others and then see if Third Sister succeeds."

"It can only be this way."

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Several black shadows passed over the high wall and landed in a quiet courtyard.

"uncle!"

A woman spoke in a low voice:

"We're back."

"Crunch..."

The door opened and Qian Wen, dressed in gray, walked out. He glanced at the people and nodded slowly, with a look of satisfaction on his face:

"It's good to be back. Where is little Thirteen?"

There was silence.

Is the Tianhu Gang an existence that can be manipulated at will? Even if they set traps and plots deliberately but not intentionally, how could there be no casualties?

Qian Wen lowered his eyebrows:

"Don't worry, after this incident, I will help him bury him with dignity!"

"No need!"

A loud shout came from the darkness:

"Master Qian, Hu will send you all over for a reunion today."

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the bluestone wall shattered, and rocks the size of millstones were smashed into the crowd by the roaring wind.

There was also a figure holding a mace hidden among them, swooping over.

"careful!"

"It's Poisonous Wolf Jiang Sheng!"

Qian Wen's expression changed, and just as he was about to take action, he stepped back suddenly. At the same time, a cold light fell in front of him.

"Locust Stone Qin Wu!"

His face turned cold. He looked up and saw a man standing on the wall opposite. The man was holding several pebbles the size of goose eggs and throwing them back and forth.

"Master Qian, do you really think we are vegetarians? It's too disrespectful to send a few juniors just to keep me waiting."

Another voice sounded, and the rear window sash was opened. A sixty-year-old woman jumped into the house holding two short swords and looked directly at Qian Wen.

"Bury my mother-in-law!"

Qian Wen's eyes narrowed.

These three people are all famous tenth-level masters of the Tianhu Gang. Although they are not top experts, they are all veterans who have been around for many years.

This time they joined forces, they were obviously well prepared.

"hey-hey……"

The funeral mother-in-law sneered again and again:

"Qian, you have assassinated our people over and over again, why didn't you expect that we would find your hiding place?"

Outside the hospital.

The poisonous wolf Jiang Sheng brandished his mace and rushed towards a group of juniors from the Qian family. In front of him, the seventh and eighth graders were almost vulnerable to a blow.

In just the blink of an eye, several young people from the Qian family were killed on the spot.

the other side.

The mourning mother-in-law also fought with Qian Wen, with Locust Shi Qin Wu assisting her, firing hidden weapons from time to time, and actually gained the upper hand.

"Hey……"

Jiang Sheng smashed a person's head with a stick, strode towards the house, opened his mouth and spit thick phlegm, and said with disdain:

"The head of the Qian family, I thought he was a person, but it turned out that he only had a few moments, and the Iron Fist was entrusted to someone else!"

really.

The famous Iron Thread Fist combines hardness and softness, and is known as the interchange of yin and yang. It is a black iron level martial arts, but it does not show its edge in Qian Wen's hands.

If you are hiding your clumsiness, there is no need.

Under the siege of the two men, he was repeatedly in danger. It was obvious that Qian Wen's strength had been fully demonstrated.

can only say.

As the head of the Qian family, he spent too much time dealing with various affairs and neglected his martial arts, resulting in a lack of strength.

"die!"

Jiang Sheng roared angrily and struck down the mace with the evil wind.

"snort!"

Qian Wen hummed, his fists suddenly shook, and he struck at the mace with his bare hands.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, the ground beneath their feet shattered, and the surrounding walls and roofs collapsed under the impact of the strong wind.

In the chaos, a figure jumped out and flew into the distance.

"Want to escape?"

Qin Wu shouted, and several Locust Stones shot out with lightning. The figures dodged, and the Locust Stones collided in the air and shot out again around the arc.

"Peng!"

Amidst the muffled sound, the figure stumbled uncontrollably.

After a short pause, Qian Wen fled again.

"ha!"

The three people behind were overjoyed and saved in order:

"Qian, you are dead!"

Killing Qian Wen was a great achievement, not to mention the Qian family's private treasures. I'm afraid I could also torture him out of the other party's mouth.

The four of them fled and were chased by three, and in a short time they had already run several miles.

"Uh-huh!"

Compared with others, Qin Wu had the highest light skill. He jumped to the top of a tall building and looked towards the somewhat deserted courtyard below:

"Qian, you have no way to escape, right?"

Qian Wen was panting, rushed into the house, waved his sleeves and closed the door, and there was no sound.

"careful!"

The funeral mother-in-law stopped Jiang Sheng and looked at the room with wary eyes:

"There may be an agency."

"good!"

Qin Wu above nodded:

"I forced him to come out!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands, and countless hidden weapons the size of soybeans, like stars in the sky, broke through the window sash and shot into the house with a rustling sound.

"Crackling..."

There was a loud noise, and then thick smoke billowed into the house.

The thick smoke not only obscures the view, but is also highly corrosive. House walls and window sashes are melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the smoke dissipated and the house was riddled with holes, but there was still no movement inside.

Qin Wu was stunned and raised his eyebrows suddenly:

"No, there may be a secret passage in the house leading to other places!"

"Suffer!"

Jiang Sheng had a hot temper, slapped his thigh hard, and rushed in with his mace, sweeping away the two doors with one blow.

"Clang..."

The sight that caught his eye made him stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed:

"Qian, you're still here!"

In a corner of the room, a figure stood quietly. Although his body shape seemed to have changed slightly, there was no doubt that it was Qian Wen.

The two people behind were cunning and cunning. They followed Jiang Sheng after he broke into the house. They felt relieved when they saw that their target did not escape.

"Of course I'm here."

For some reason, Qian Wen, who was panting and anxious before, suddenly became calm and walked step by step from the darkness:

"Qian, we are waiting for you three here."

"you……"

"That is?"

"Run away!"

After seeing the scene in front of them clearly, the expressions of the three people suddenly changed, and their eyes were filled with fear. Without saying a word, they suddenly turned around and ran away.

"Want to escape?"

Qian Wen sneered:

"Can you escape?"

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In the ruins, three faceless corpses lay on the ground.

They seemed to have been tortured horribly before they were alive. There was nothing intact about them, their flesh and blood were mangled, and their muscles and bones were twisted.

One person held a short sword and carefully cut off their heads.

"With the heads of these three people, it's enough to do a good job."

Qian Wen sighed:

"What a pity, Xiao Shisan and the others."

Fortunately, the real elite of the family did not take action. Those who did it were the younger generations who usually didn't pay much attention. However, the enthusiasm of the young people made him feel a little emotional.

If I had known this, I should have trained them well from the beginning.

On the other hand, among those who had carefully cultivated them, few of them truly became talented, and all of them were worried about death, showing no sense of responsibility at all.

Packing the head and holding it on his back, Qian Wen stood up and turned around.

"clatter……"

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

A tall and muscular figure appeared in the field at some point, with his arms folded and looking at him with interest.

"Zhou Jia!"

Qian Wen narrowed his eyes and stared at the visitor:

"I didn't expect you to come too."

"Master Qian, it's been a long time." Zhou Jia raised his hands towards the other party with surprise in his eyes:

"What you are wearing...could it be the legendary Black Iron Mysterious Armor?"

But at this moment, Qian Wen was suddenly wearing a piece of armor that was dark in color, reflected metallic luster, and exuded a ferocious and fierce look.

Different from the armor he had worn before, this armor was like a living thing, sucking in the power of heaven and earth all the time.

And Qian Wen, who was wearing this armor, had a breath that jumped from mortal level to black iron.

Zhou Jia had heard of this kind of thing before.

Xuanbing armor!

A unique creation, mostly from the top alchemists in Feimu world, with incredible abilities, but this one seems to be a little different.

Zhou Jia didn't know exactly what the difference was, but it felt like it didn't match the magic in Fei Mu's world at all.

It seems to be a product of another civilization.

"You know that I'm wearing Xuanbing armor, but you still dare to show up?" After the shock, Qian Wen smiled faintly and regained his attitude of controlling everything:

"I am somewhat impressed by such courage!"

Zhou Jia laughed and touched the ax handle behind his back with his right hand.

After thinking about it, he touched the soft sword at his waist instead.