I Honor

Chapter 343

North Street

“North Street” Qingshou Daifei heard Wang Siyuan’s words relayed by Meng Qi, put his hands behind his back, frowned, and paced back and forth.

At this time, Yu Wangyuan, Yinzhang’s headhunter, Sun Ke, the leader of the money gang, and Qingyu, the “Five Emperor Swordsman”, left each other for their own affairs, and only Yu Mengqi and Jiang Hengchuan stayed with him.

Neither of them spoke, they waited patiently for Dai Fei to speak.

After a while, Dai Fei finally stopped, and looked at Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan expectantly: “I need your help in this matter.”

“Why did Dai Qingshou say that?” Jiang Hengchuan returned the courtesy.

Dai Fei organized his language: “North Street is backed by Jinshui, and the people are mixed. It is really an excellent hiding place. To be honest, if it is elsewhere, no matter which heresy is strong or there are many killers, as long as we six The Shanmen, Wang, and Dajiang gangs have made up their minds, and no one can stop us from blocking the streets and searching forcibly.”

“If that’s the case, there will be an exterior guard at each of the four corners of the street to prevent the people inside from jumping over the wall in a hurry, and then arrest the head, and the police will search from house to house, and if there is no problem, they will be kicked out of the street. As the number of people decreases, no one can Hide.”

He first described the method that puts the most emphasis on the situation, and convinced Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan that the six doors were not shirking their responsibilities, and showed sincerity.

Meng Qi nodded lightly. This is the attitude and strength that a force representing righteousness should have.

Dai Fei changed the topic: “However, North Street has been in chaos for a long time, and various forces are at odds. I don’t know how many houses have tunnels leading to other places. If they are forcibly blocked and searched, they will scare the snake away, let the wolf king leave from the tunnel, or sneak into Jinshui, or Go to other streets in Maoling, and then leave.”

“The people in North Street are very familiar with the masters of Maoling. If I go in, it will also arouse vigilance. The two are outsiders. They have not been in Maoling for a long time. As long as they change their clothes, they will be able to enter smoothly. Don’t excite the big ones. If there is any movement, find the shadow we planted, and look for the wolf king’s trace.”

“Once it’s confirmed, the two of you will send out a signal. I guarantee with my official position that at least one of the outsiders can arrive in the shortest possible time. I believe that with the strength of the two of you, even if you encounter a surprise attack by the wolf king, you will be able to support us.”

He sneered secretly, hoping that the two would agree.

Being attacked and killed for no reason, Meng Qi hated the Wolf King Zheng so much, he thought for a while, and immediately replied: “Su is fine.”

I’m such a vengeful person

“Jiang did not askquestion. “Jiang Hengchuan’s expression hinted that he was eager to try.

“Thank you two, you can use our six doors in the future, just open your mouth.” Dai Fei happily cupped his hands, “I’ll arrange for a head-captor who is good at dressing up to come over. You two can enter North Street with whatever image you want. You can order him.”

Image Meng Qi’s heart skipped a beat: “Dai Qingshou, prepare a white robe for me.”

In the room, Meng Qi was arranging his clothes, the white clothes were more snowy. With a long sword across his waist, and a bag containing the “Heaven’s Wound” on his back.

After patting the front of his clothes, Meng Qi walked to the bronze mirror with a smile and examined his own face.

“The smile is too bright, it doesn’t fit the image of the white clothes.” He pinched his face.

“There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, only showing two points”

“There must be a little coldness in the smile, so that it is in line with the hidden coldness of the swordsman”

“You can’t stretch your brows, you have to look serious, otherwise you’ll be frivolous”

“No. This kind of smile is too evil and crazy, it is not suitable for the high-cold swordsman of Flying Immortal.”

“It doesn’t work if you’re too cold. You have to be a little suave”

“Bah, bah, why does he have a stiff, dead face? Was he infected by Senior Brother Qi?”

After a while, Meng Qi finally opened the door.

The Qingshou headhunters Dai Fei and Jiang Hengchuan outside had their eyes brightened, and they almost didn’t dare to recognize anyone. The previous “Crazy Sword” Su Meng had outstanding facial features, but overall he looked heroic and masculine. But now, he is dressed in white like snow and has a handsome appearance. There was a hint of a smile in the corner of his mouth, he looked coquettish and stern, and with the long sword at his waist, the indescribable demeanor of a swordsman rushed towards his face.

“Okay” Dai Fei came back to his senses, and shouted “Okay, even I almost dare not recognize Brother Su, let alone not seeing your North Street people very much.”

Jiang Hengchuan chose the most suitable modification for himself, restrained the natural sense of harmony between man and nature, and added a little trace of sun and rain. He really is a standard farmer. No one can believe that this is the top of the list. Ten young talents.

He smiled wryly: “Young Master Su, if we walk together, others may think that I am your follower.”

“Old Jiang, with your image, don’t even think about being a book boy. You should just be a servant honestly. There is a bright future.” Meng Qi said “seriously” in the tone of a son-in-law.

Jiang Hengchuan shook his head and laughed: “It’s fine, it’s fine, follower is follower, lest others be surprised.”

Meng Qi took off Ziwu from his waist and held it in his hands. He stepped out of the hall door in a leisurely and unhurried pace:

“Not fast enough to keep up”

Both Jiang Hengchuan and Dai Fei were stunned, they got into the drama so quickly

When the two entered North Street, it was already late, but there were many pedestrians on the road, some sold flowers, some sold chestnuts fried in sugar, and some sold cakes and jewelry, and it was as lively as daytime.

There is a burst of makeup, and in the yards of the seemingly low and old houses on both sides, from time to time, there are pretty-looking women who come out to attract guests, dancing red scarves, or singing sweetly, and soft words are touching.

“Don’t underestimate them, maybe there are a few outstanding killers hidden inside, who will give you a fatal blow when you are there.” Jiang Hengchuan is from Jiangdong, and he has heard of Maoling North Street.

Meng Qi was holding a long sword, his white clothes fluttered, his eyes were fixed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made him even more stern.

“Really?” he said briefly.

Jiang Hengchuan dutifully worked as a follower: “Yes, it is rumored that people from other places have come to North Street. If they don’t know how to restrain themselves and their martial arts are not outstanding, they may be found lying on the side of the road the next day, with all their belongings looted. If there is no background, it is even more likely to be dead in the corner.”

He looked around, looked at the little girl selling flowers and the little boy playing on the street, and said in a deep voice, “When necessary, they can all become killers in an instant, making it impossible to guard against.”

“It’s a nice chaotic place.” Meng Qi said calmly.

He has outstanding demeanor and suave white clothes, attracting many eyes.

Then, Meng Qi said in a voice transmission: “There can be no real chaos where there are people. With the precipitation of time, orderly rules will be formed under the initial chaotic appearance. Killers have killer rules. There are their leaders People, fans also have their rules. Those who have their words, as long as they grasp the real context, they can peel off the cocoons, see the truth through the chaos.”

“Yes.” Jiang Hengchuan said happily, “It’s like in some places, if the purse is stolen, it’s useless to find a headhunter. But if the right person is found, the purse will be returned to the hand as it is in no time, what we are looking for That’s the right one.”

At this time, a little girl came over with a flower basket: “My lord, buy a bunch of flowers, all the girls like it.”

She was fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features, and she tried her best to squeeze through the crowd. Just as she was about to approach, she suddenly saw the scabbard-wrapped sword hit her flower basket. Let the inside make a few metal crisp sounds and clangs.

Her expression changed, but she saw the young man in white passing by without squinting. It seems that the person beside him is not a thief or a killer, but a real flower girl.

Meng Qi sighed inwardly, feeling that there was indeed filth in the world of mortals, and if given the chance, he would never let go of those bastards who turned children into killers of humanity.

“Li Xingkong is such a correct person.” He said the goal calmly. After the scene just now, there are no flower sellers and sugar-fried chestnuts along the road to pester.

Li Xingkong, one of the small talkers in Beijie, raised by his subordinatesA group of swordsmen and swordsmen. Protecting a group of people who make a living from intelligence and information, they secretly invested in the six doors. It was Qingshou’s captor Dai Fei who asked the two of them to find the primary target.

The moonlight was dim tonight, and the small building away from the main street was shrouded in darkness. Only a little candle flickered.

In the small building, Li Xingkong held the knife in one hand and covered the knife wound on his waist with the other. He leaned against the beam and looked at the people in front of him bitterly: “We are brothers, why did you betray me?”

The blood from the fingers of his left hand couldn’t stop overflowing, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

The candlelight flickered in the room, and there were many shadows, making it unspeakably gloomy.

The leader on the opposite side was bathed in shadows, and snorted coldly: “You are too ignorant to refuse the Snake King’s solicitation. Our brothers go through life and death, for the sake of glory and wealth, and the countless gold and silver you have for your own!” Status, for the sake of selfishness, don’t consider us at all, why have you ever treated us as brothers?”

It was a flushed face with excitement. He was in his thirties and looked pretty good. Because of what he had done, his figure trembled slightly, but the hand holding the knife was unusually steady, and there was still blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

It was this knife that was inserted into Li Xingkong’s waist just now.

There are four people around him, all of them are brothers who have built the current foundation together with Li Xingkong, but at this moment, they all betrayed him.

Injured by a dagger, heartbroken by betrayal, Li Xingkong gritted his teeth, and was about to roar that he had paved the safest and least troublesome escape route, when suddenly his eyes froze and he looked out the window.

The person who gave Li Xingkong a knife looked at him, his eyes were also frozen, and he saw a handsome man in white clothes like snow standing on the trees outside the building. He was young and handsome, and his eyes looked at him without emotion. There is a chilling sternness in it, just like the sword in his hand, sharp, sharp, cold, and straight

Then, he saw a moonlight, the most beautiful moonlight in his life.

It was also the last time he saw the moonlight.

After the body fell down, Meng Qi stepped into the small building, followed by Jiang Hengchuan, who looked like a farmer.

“What good did the Snake King give you?” He pointed down with his long sword, and strands of blood pooled into liquid droplets at the tip of the sword, and then slowly dripped on the wooden board, with a miserable color.

The other four were terrified and speechless.

They fought in the North Street, and they were all good at assassination and sneak attacks. Suddenly seeing Meng Qi’s back in white clothes fluttering towards himself and the others, they immediately looked at each other, and suddenly drew their swords.

Meng Qi didn’t even turn his head. The sword light flashed and landed in front of the throat of one of them, making him stop in a hurry, while the other three clutched their throats and fell down.

“You can answer now.” Meng Qi’s voice was indifferent, and he was learning from the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

At the same time, he signaled Jiang Hengchuan to treat Li Xingkong’s wound with his eyes.

“I, I said.” The only survivor was scared out of his wits and nearly collapsed. to be continued

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