Chapter 223

Xinzheng.

There is a mist lingering on the street in the dark night, which is very cold.

Holding the lamp, Han Fei staggered and hiccupped while walking.

There was already a curfew, and Han Fei saw no one on his way back home.Occasionally, soldiers on patrol, instead of turning around, saluted, and then left.

Han Fei walked slowly, turned across the alleyway, and walked onto the bridge, when a wail suddenly sounded in his ear.

When Han Fei found the source of the sound, there were already several people around.

Seeing the approaching flames in the distance, the leader was a little wary.

"Who?"

"What happened here?"

"Mind your own business."

Han Fei's curious voice elicited an angry shout, and the leader stopped the subordinate who was about to get angry, and bowed his hands.

"I have seen the ninth son."

"You recognize me?"

Han Fei scratched his face. The white-haired old man who had never met before him actually recognized him?

"The most important thing for those who eat our meal is to recognize this noble person in Xinzheng City. Otherwise, if you don't know when you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, you will be in trouble."

Han Fei smiled and glanced at a corpse not far away.Han Fei glanced at the crowd. Judging from their expressions, they were no strangers to this dead man.

"This seems to be your companion, why don't you report to the official?"

The leader sighed, his tone full of melancholy.

"The dark night has its own order, and people living in the mud also have their own rules of survival. Even if they report to the government, the government will not intervene, and at most record it. Why do you have to do it so many times?"

"It seems that Qijuetang has caused quite a lot of trouble."

Tang Qi was very surprised when Han Fei revealed their identities.This aloof Ninth Young Master actually knew about their Jianghu gang hidden in the darkness.

"How would the ninth son know about us?"

Han Fei smiled, didn't answer, just waved his hand, and left.

"The dew is heavy in the cold night, Tang Qitang master take care."

"This Ninth Young Master, really is"

Tang Qi looked at Han Fei's disappearing figure and murmured.

"Really what?"

Wei Zhuang's sudden appearance surprised Tang Qi, and everyone in Qijue Hall bowed their hands in salute.

"Boss Wei."

With white hair fluttering, Wei Zhuang glanced at the people on the ground.From the wounds on the corpse, it was easy to notice the difference.

"Can the night sky do it?"

"This brother has been hiding in the night. I'm afraid he got important news and wanted to bring it out, but he was discovered. We were one step too late and didn't rescue him in time."

Wei Zhuang smiled, and experienced a lot of traveling from south to north, his cheeks became thinner, but the edges and corners were sharp.

"It's a good thing you guys came a little late, otherwise, tonight, I'm afraid there won't be more than one corpse collected."

"Boss Wei, you still speak the same way as before, can't you be more tactful?"

The expression on Tang Qi's face was very embarrassing. Although Wei Zhuang was young, his swordsmanship was superb, and he took Qi Jue Tang for his own use.

"The truth is not pleasant, but it is very useful."

Wei Zhuang's falcon-like eyes looked through the night at the figure of Han Fei who had not completely disappeared.

"Who is he?"

"The Ninth Young Master from South Korea just came back from his study tour, and the world has rumored that he is a playboy. But the side just now didn't feel right to me."

Wei Zhuang felt a little coolness in the hand holding the shark's teeth. He looked up at the sky, as if it was raining.

"Your feeling has always been very accurate, how about this Ninth Young Master?"

"It seems frivolous, but it is actually unfathomable."

"Is it?"

With a smile on the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth, he left slowly in the night rain, leaving a word before leaving.

"Clean it up, I'm afraid Ye Mu will not let it go."

The rain is falling slightly, and the lake that was calm during the day is now roaring with waves.

In the Mohist guild hall, Zhao Shuang sat in front of the table and looked at the current situation of the Mohist strongholds in South Korea.

The twenty strongholds given by Yemu are now in operation, and they are functioning well.It won't be long before a large sum of money will be saved for his use.

It was late at night, Zhao Shuang was going to sleep, but Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared in the room.

It was silent, and none of the Mohist disciples outside noticed it.

A smile appeared on Zhao Shuang's face, looking at Wei Zhuang.

"The cultivation base has improved again, it's very energetic!"

Traveling from south to north, fighting with masters from all sides, what he gained was not only powerful subordinates, but also more and more advanced cultivation bases.

"The few people you asked me to find, I have already found them for you. But, what are you waiting for?"

Wei Zhuang's face was still very calm, even a little indifferent.But Zhao Shuang has long been used to Wei Zhuang's appearance.

Not long ago, when Wei Zhuang was traveling, he heard about what happened in Daze Mountain.

The rivers and lakes have undergone tremendous changes, and the situation has declined.

What the person in front of me brings to him is far from being as simple as being shocked.Everyone knows the deeds of the Mo family leader, and also knows that Luo Wang will not let it go.

But right now, they don't have enough strength.In other words, Luo Wang was unwilling to fight the Mohists head-on.

"For hundreds of years, the net has been hidden in the shadow of the Seven Kingdoms. Although the Six Swordsmen are dead, the frame of the net is still there. In South Korea, the allies of the net are just around the corner recently."

"Night?"

Wei Zhuang found a place to sit down, looked at the wine jug on the table, and drank on his own.

"This Iraqi is drunk, I have only one left"

Before Zhao Shuang finished speaking, Wei Zhuang stared at him.The other party's meaning is very clear, I will go through life and death for you, and you can't even part with a pot of wine.

"Drink, drink!"

Wei Zhuang withdrew his gaze, savored the fine wine, and murmured slightly.

"The night is not what it was a year ago. Now it is so deeply connected to the Korean court that it has already become a monster."

In the past year, the penetration of the night in South Korea's military and politics has reached a terrifying level.

In this aspect, the Mohists are far behind.After all, the Mohists are far inferior to Ye Mu in terms of unscrupulous means.

Today's night is constantly draining the value of South Korea.

"It's just that you don't care about Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei, do you?"

Wei Zhuang's words made Zhao Shuang smile.

"Indeed, as long as they don't attack the Mo family, they will be happy."

Zhao Shuang is not interested in helping Han Wang Yikuang Chaogang, nor is he interested in clarifying Yuyu for South Korea.What's more, Ye Mu can have the current momentum, and it is also inseparable from King Han.

"It's just that if Yemu can be honest, then it's not Yemu. When you came, you should have known about the matter at Qijue Hall."

Wei Zhuang smiled.This incident just happened, has Zhao Shuang received the information?It seems that his control over Xinzheng is beyond many people's expectations.

"The Mo family's momentum is so great that Ye Mu dared not make a move openly. But in the dark, the small movements have never stopped."

"This is why I brought you back. You are more familiar with the contest in the dark than I am."

I coded a chapter with a headache and brain fever, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

The remaining chapters will be added at the end of the month.

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(End of this chapter)

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