King of Black Mist

"It turns out Marshal Li's son is also a fool." The man sneered.

Li Changzhou glanced out of the corner of his eye. He was a man in his forties, with a pale face. In the dim light, he looked like a dead man lying in a coffin.

Li Changzhou indeed didn't hear his heartbeat, and didn't even notice him before he took action.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero." Li Changzhou smiled flatteringly, "Brother, if you have any questions, just ask. How much does it cost? Who in the prison do you want to save?"

"Money? I want your life!" The man's knife went a little deeper, and blood oozed from his neck.

"No, no, no! Brother, I have something to say! I have something to say!" Li Changzhou shouted hurriedly, shrinking back like a layman.

The man didn't follow the knife, stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of his suit, pulled him in front of him, staring at him like nails.

"Eat it." The man handed over a white meatball.

"W-what is it?" Li Changzhou lowered his eyes and stared in fear.

"Eat whatever I ask you to do. Do you want to die?"

"Eat! Eat!" Li Changzhou reached out and took the white meatball, looked at it for a moment, and put it into his mouth.

After the man confirmed that he had really eaten it, he said quickly in a low voice: "If you don't want to die, come to Liyuan at 8 o'clock in the evening on April 28 to listen to the performance of 'Spring Emperor'."

After saying that, regardless of whether Li Changzhou agreed or not, he opened the car door and swooped out.

The car door shook twice, and the sound of gunshots came in as if it had found an entrance.

In the carriage, Li Changzhou raised his finger that had pinched the pill. The king cobra stood up and licked the forked snake letter.

He raised his left arm again, and the king cobra bit it gently.

"Interesting." Li Changzhou rubbed the cut made by the knife with his right hand, rolled the blood into beads, and threw it into his mouth.

I originally thought that there would be no opponents in 1928, but I saw so many strange people and strange things in one night.

Liu De had a contemplation method, and the man hiding in the car also had a contemplation method to weaken his breath.

These two people are not very strong, but there must be stronger people in Song City.

April 28th, the day after tomorrow.

The King Cobra opened its mouth and disappeared into the air. The two teeth marks that were carefully bitten slowly healed.

"Second Master." Liu De came back, full of blood and anger, "The first assassin was shot to death randomly, but the second one was rescued by reinforcements."

"Forget it, go back."

"Yes." Liu De responded and shouted to Lin Mansion, "Come out and wash the floor!"

When Lin Ziwen and others came out, Li Changzhou's three cars happened to drive away.

"It's over!" Lin Ziwen beat his chest with regret.

"What's the end? Is Mr. Li injured?" Mrs. Lin asked hurriedly.

Lin Ziwen had no time to pay attention to her at this time. A guest who had not had time to leave said: "Second Master Li was assassinated here. If Lin Mansion did not come forward to help, it would be the end of it."

There was some ridicule and fun in the words.

The Lin family has been in a bad situation recently, and now they have offended Mr. Li, who is about to take charge of Songcheng. Who would care about their faces.

"Those people have guns, what can we do? Mr. Li won't blame us for this, right?" Mrs. Lin's face became paler as she spoke.

Lin Yin looked at the bullet marks at the door, the shattered car, and the bullet-pierced corpse, and his face was equally pale.

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Li Changzhou didn't take the assassination seriously, firstly because he had been sneak attacked by players since the beginning of the value game. Although sneak attacks on players were not commonplace, they were not worth making a fuss about.

Second, he was still thinking about his biological sister and Miss Yang.

Third, he is more concerned about whether he can learn something from the dungeon than the task. Now two masters suddenly appear (one of them is a subordinate, but it will take some time to find out), which suits his wishes.

Liu De followed the second master and saw that he was walking in a leisurely manner and did not take the assassination seriously at all. He couldn't help but admire this young master who had returned from abroad. He was worthy of being the handsome son.

The temporary marshal's mansion is luxurious and extravagant. Not long ago, Li Xinghua had already moved in with his wife from the seventh room. Soldiers were stationed in Songcheng to prevent trouble.

Uncle Li Li Bichang was also there, but he found a foreign-style building to live in outside.

Second Master Li, Li Changzhou, has been abroad for many years. When he returned this time, he was asked by Marshal Li to live in the Marshal's mansion. Not only did he not see him for many years, but he also wanted to protect his second son who had no confidants.

After passing through the courtyards one after another, I didn't know how many corridors I passed, and passed several moon gates, I saw the female servants in the house, including old ladies and girls in their twenties and thirteen years old.

If you see him from a distance, avoid him. If you can't avoid him, salute him early and shout: "Second Master."

When had Mr. Li been so respected?

I remind myself in my heart: Li Changzhou, Li Changzhou, you are the successor of communism. You must not be corrupted. You must be a healthy successor of communism.

The yard is brightly lit, with electric lights burning everywhere. You can see jujube trees, willow trees, peonies, and beautiful large water tanks filled with lotus flowers.

There were more flowers and trees, but Li Changzhou couldn't recognize them because it was dark - mainly because he didn't know their names at all.

"Second Master, the Marshal wants you to go to the living room." A girl came over.

"Well, thank you." Li Changzhou nodded and walked towards the living room.

The living room is a Western-style building with a red carpet at the door. It looks like a European palace.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard the sound of frolicking.

"I just ate two buns and didn't touch them. Where did the Yawa come from?" A woman said in a high-pitched voice. It was a bit noisy, but the tone was quite beautiful.

"You lost money, are you planning to default on your debt?" Another woman spoke, Wu Nong said softly, she turned out to be from Gusu.

"Sir, you kept calling me "Peng" and I didn't touch a card for three rounds. Did I tell you that?"

"Are these two the same thing? Should I touch some of them? Commander, someone is cheating here."

"Commander, she is cheating!"

A man laughed angrily: "Ladies, don't be angry. Just give each of you a kiss and this matter will be over."

"I hate it, Yingru is still here."

"Commander, I won't suffer any loss. If you kiss me, I will kiss you too."

"Okay, kiss! Kiss!"

"mua~"

Alas, these days are almost comparable to playing games alone at night.

Li Changzhou walked in and saw Marshal Li being put lipstick on his face by a seductive woman with a fierce appearance and a fierce figure.

There are two mahjong tables in the living room, surrounded by a circle of girls waiting on them, and food and drink are all placed aside. It is more exaggerated than a snack shop, pastry shop, or delicatessen.

"The long day is coming!" A dignified-looking woman greeted.

"Second aunt." Li Changzhou called with a smile and called the remaining five aunts again.

The biological mother of two brothers, Li Bichang and Li Changzhou, is not here - the game fills the mind with some of the most basic character relationships.

The youngest of the six concubines in front of him is three years younger than him, only seventeen (or maybe sixteen) years old. She is the concubine that Marshal Li took after he came to Songcheng.

In addition to these people, there is also Li Bichang's wife Zhong Yingru. She sits at a table full of women and plays mahjong with her.

Li Changzhou called sister-in-law again.

Zhong Yingru smiled at him, nodded, and replied: "Second uncle."

This is a young woman with an exquisite face, wearing a waist-cinched red silk flag shirt with a black background and a peony pattern. Her hair is tied with golden toad beads, and a Spanish hard-shell fan flower is inserted diagonally.

Li Dashuai counted his six wives, plus Zhong Yingru, there were exactly eight people, and they gathered together two tables of mahjong.

"Boy, come here." Marshal Li greeted while shuffling the cards.

Li Changzhou walked over.

"Sit." Marshal Li tilted his head to the side and motioned for him to sit down on the stool.

"Second brother, what do you think of Lin Yin? Does it suit your taste?" asked the hot-figured third aunt, who was sitting on Marshal Li's right hand.

Li Changzhou was on Dashuai Li's left hand side, sandwiched between Dashuai Li and the fourth concubine of Gusu named Shen.

Directly opposite Marshal Li was the youngest Qi Aunt, whose eyes were timid but also looked at Li Changzhou curiously.

"Looks pretty good on the outside." Li Changzhou smiled.

"Appearance?" The fifth aunt at the other table asked. She had a charming appearance and flirtatious behavior. She was originally a dancer.

"Not satisfied?" Marshal Li asked.

"That's it." Li Changzhou said.

He didn't remember who the Li family's second son's first wife was in history, but no matter who he was, he would stay here until July at most, and he didn't want to waste time on women's matters.

"Yes." Marshal Li nodded, "After all, it is my promise. It doesn't matter if you marry me, or if you are not satisfied, you can take concubines. Having many wives and children is a sign of good fortune."

Li Changzhou smiled but said nothing.

Marshal Li was just about to touch the cards when the hot mistress shouted: "Touch!"

"Don't you want to talk about what happened tonight?" Marshal Li, who had nothing to do for the time being, asked Li Changzhou again.

"I'll take care of this little thing myself."

"Okay! I have your temper and I'll see how you solve it! By the way, the money I gave you has arrived. Just use it. During this period, your brother and I will go out to suppress bandits. Anyone who comes to me, please go to me." Even though your brother said he's not here, you have the final say in Songcheng."

The bandit Li Dashuai got up. Fighting relies on ruthlessness, making a fortune is always robbing, and doing things is always ruthless and determined.

With that said, it was his turn again.

"bump!"

"Damn it, are you still letting me get started?"

"Commander, don't be angry. Each of us will give you a kiss and this matter will be over~"

"Grandma's, two bites!"

Marshal Li was enjoying the pleasures of the harem. Li Changzhou said goodbye and left without even having time to nod.

Walking out of the living room and standing under a jujube tree, in late April, the jujube flowers were fragrant. Smelling the fragrance, Li Changzhou admired the moon a hundred years ago and felt that the game was incredible.

Is this really going back to the past? Or is it a virtual game where they are actually sleeping on the train?

There were footsteps behind me.

"Second uncle."

Li Changzhou turned around and saw his sister-in-law Zhong Yingru, who was the representative of beautiful young women. Compared to the living room, she had put a shawl with red flowers on a white background between her wrists.

"Sister-in-law." Li Changzhou nodded.

"The assassin didn't hurt you, right?" Zhong Yingru asked with concern.

"No, sister-in-law?" Li Changzhou held down the hand she extended.

"What?" Zhong Yingru's gentle and concerned eyes turned cold, and she asked, "That Lin Yin is so good that you don't recognize me as your sister-in-law?"

The word 'sister-in-law' is very important.

"?"

Li Changzhou hurriedly searched his memory, but there was only some key information in his memory. It was impossible to give him all the details about who the second son of the Li family had slept with.

"Do you think I really came here to play mahjong with those ladies? I didn't just want to meet you, a gentle beast!" Zhong Yingru whispered.

"No, sister-in-law, I'm in a bad mood today."

"I don't care if you are in a bad mood or you are attracted by some young lady. Come to Liyuan at 8pm on the 28th. I will wait for you in the box."

It was the same time and place requested by the assassin.

Is Zhong Yingru undercover?

Or should I say, something terrible happened in Liyuan at 8pm on the 28th?

"Remember," Zhong Yingru lowered her voice, "take a shower before going out, especially down there, otherwise don't touch me!"

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After watching Zhong Yingru leave, Li Changzhou put his hands in his pockets again and looked at the bright moon among the treetops.

My Qinglan, where are you? There is a tigress trying to eat me!