Doomsday Rise

Hong Chengtao was the second most powerful general in "Yongtai City", and Chu Yingchen was the first. Hong Chengtao was shot dead by Nie Pohu, and Chu Yingchen was beheaded by Yuan Xiaoyuan. As a result, the strength of "Yongtai City" was directly reduced. Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen are indispensable for "Yongtai City" to have the power it has today and radiate to surrounding areas. It can be said that Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen are the two business cards of "Yongtai City".

Liu Wei'an didn't know this. He was not familiar with the Central Plains, and he was even less familiar with "Yongtai City". However, he could probably judge from the strength of Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen that their status in "Yongtai City" should not be low. This is good news for him. The more high-level officials die, the more "Yongtai City" will take him seriously.

His growth experience told him that when you have strength, others will be more tolerant to you than you imagine. When you don't have strength, even if you are reasonable, others will just treat you like a piece of shit.

Everyone in "Yongtai City", whether they were shopping or sleeping at home, knew that a group of fierce people had come to the city and were killing people. Even Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen were involved. Some people were excited, and some People are uneasy, and several major families in the city are paying close attention. They expect the city lord's palace to take a tough attitude. After all, others are attacking at the doorstep. If something is not done, "Yongtai City" will become a joke in the eyes of others.

"What technique does that finger of this person use?" Mr. Jun squinted his eyes. If Liu Wei'an hadn't intervened, Chu Yingchen would not have been defeated, and the outcome would have been different.

A wisp of finger wind could actually block Chu Yingchen's full blow. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it.

"The Finger Wind has a Buddhist aura. As far as I know, the only ones with such power are the Vajra Finger and the Thunder Finger. However, they are both strong and fierce, and they are not so silent." He Zaidao said.

"There is another **** method." Master Zeng said.

"Are you holding the flower finger? Or the little Wuxiang finger?" Young Master Jun asked.

"None of them!" Master Zeng shook his head slowly and uttered three words: "Ask your heart!"

Young Master Jun was stunned. He had never heard of "Ask the Heart", but hearing the name, he knew it was something special. He Zaidao frowned slightly and fell into deep thought, as if he remembered something.

"Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen are dead, who else can stop these people?" Young Master Jun looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. Hong Fenghe must be in a dilemma at this moment.

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The city lord of "Yongtai City" is named Hong Fengyu. People who come to "Yongtai City" for the first time think that he is related to the second most powerful general Hong Chengtao. In fact, the two of them just happen to be named Hong and have no ancestral relationship. The relationship between the two in "Yongtai City" is not harmonious either.

Hong Chengtao wears a pair of trousers with the deputy city lord Agate. Agata is a strong candidate for the next city lord of "Yongtai City". Unlike other hereditary cities, "Yongtai City" is a very democratic city, and the city lord has voters to vote. Elections are held every 10 years. Hong Fengyi has been re-elected for two terms. The next general election will begin next year. Agata poses a great threat to Hong Fengyi.

"Is Mr. Hu back?" Hong Feng asked his subordinates, with a hint of anxiety in his tone. At this moment, he was the one who least wanted anything to happen to "Yongtai City". Stability was the most important thing. However, things went against his wishes. He didn't want anything to happen. Something happened, and hundreds of people died, including the first and second most powerful generals. This matter could not be suppressed no matter what.

What he is thinking about now is how to solve this matter perfectly. Just being reasonable is definitely useless. His strength is higher than the first and second fierce generals, but there is a limit to how strong he can be. He knows that he can only rely on himself. It's useless for people to come forward. There must be someone who can suppress Liu Wei'an, and Mr. Hu is the best candidate for this candidate.

In fact, there are still a few old monsters with unfathomable strength in the city, but Hong Feng knows clearly that these old monsters will not help. The only one he can turn to now is Mr. Hu.

"Still... not back yet!" The fate of his subordinates and Hong Fengyi are tied together. He hopes more than anyone else to solve Liu Wei'an and others. He naturally thinks of everything Hong Fengyu can think of. He is the first to think of it. Time went to the place where Mr. Hu lived, but to his disappointment, Mr. Hu did not come back.

"This is a bit troublesome." Hong Feng stroked his forehead hesitantly. He was in urgent need of information now. However, he had already asked several people, but none of them knew the details of this group of people. He was a little confused. Where did such a powerful group of people come from? If a person comes from a big family, the big family will do things in a measured way and will not kill so many people. After all, a big family wants reputation. Even if they kill secretly, they will not do things so carelessly openly. consequences.

If it is a new force that emerges, it is possible, but what new force can appear for no reason? It is difficult for poor people to get ahead, but even if they get ahead, they still have opportunities. People grow up step by step. It is impossible to grow up all at once and become a peerless master all of a sudden.

Hong Fenghe has been in charge of "Yongtai City" for twenty years. Before becoming the city lord, he also served as the deputy city lord for 9 years and as a strong general for 5 years. He has stayed in "Yongtai City" for more than 30 years. He has no idea about the situation within a thousand miles. Dare to say that he knows everything, but he knows a lot about the heroes from all sides, but he just can't remember any information about this group of people.

He already had a hunch that these people came from farther away, which made it useless to establish relationships. They didn't know each other, and no middlemen could be found. Now, it seemed that there were only two kinds of people in front of him. To choose, to show weakness, to meet the demands of this group of people and to suppress them with force requires the support of super masters.

"City Lord, how about..." the subordinate said hesitantly, "In the prison, that person in the prison..."

"In prison?" Hong Feng hesitated and his eyes shrank, shooting out a terrifying light, and then his eyebrows slowly opened. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly made up his mind and said, "Bring two jars of Fufeng wine."

"Subordinates, go right away!" The subordinates hurried out. Fufeng wine is a famous wine in ancient times, which means soaring up to 90,000 miles. The names given by the ancients are all very romantic. Hong Fengyu entered a ruins twenty years ago and got it by luck. He was reluctant to drink some Fufeng wine after only one jar. This wine has been preserved for at least several thousand years and is of inestimable value.

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Seeing that "Yongtai City" did not send anyone to disturb them, and there were no ignorant people on the street, Liu Wei'an and his party arrived at the largest "Yongfu Inn" in the city. Judging from the expressions of the waiters, they were unwilling to receive them. However, he didn't dare to say no, because his smile was uglier than crying.

After killing so many people, including Hong Chengtao and Chu Yingchen, all fools knew that the city lord would not let them go. If "Yongfu Inn" received this group of people, would the city lord be angry with them? They still want to hang out in "Yongtai City". Even if the city lord doesn't say anything now, it will be troublesome for Qiu to settle accounts, but do they dare to turn people away? Don't dare!

"Yongfu Inn" can achieve such a large scale because of the backstage and background. The boss is also a rare master in the city, but he is only between brothers and Hong Chengtao. Even Chu Yingchen is dead, and the boss of the inn has never thought about it. Because he didn't know how to deal with Liu Wei'an and his group, he simply hid and let the people below receive them.

If he can't afford to offend him, he can only hide. Although he knows that this kind of ostrich behavior is not acceptable, he doesn't want to show up, whether it is to deceive others or to deceive himself.

The big inn may be more expensive, but the taste of the dishes is still good. Hunjiang Beef, Yuan Xiaoyuan and others were all a little hungry after a fierce battle, so they feasted.

The young man in colorful clothes and the old man Shenxing were still eating steamed buns and pickles, but neither of them showed any displeasure and looked indifferent. Suddenly the old man Shenxing paused, and then he picked up a mouthful of pickles and put it into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

Hunjiang Niu, Nie Pohu, Luotuo Xiangzi and Yuan Xiaoyuan were horrified. They looked at the beggar who suddenly appeared on the seat and rudely grabbed a bear paw and gnawed it. His hands had not been washed for an unknown amount of time. After that, my nails were full of black dirt, my clothes hadn’t been washed or changed for an unknown amount of time, and they exuded a strong odor. My hair was messy, and lice were crawling along my hair. For all this, Yuan Xiaoyuan and the others They all ignored that the reason why their hair stood on end was when this person appeared. They didn't notice at all, as if the beggars were sitting together to eat after the banquet started.

"Waiter, open another table." Liu Wei'an shouted. There were many chefs in the big inn. Soon, another table of delicacies was served. Liu Wei'an asked Yuan Xiaoyuan, Fu Jianhu and others to move to that table. Eat and leave him alone. The beggar didn't seem to see it, maybe he didn't care, he just gnawed on the food. He ate very quickly. He had already eaten two bear paws and a cow head, and now he was holding the leg of a bicolor deer.

In contrast, Liu Wei'an's eating style can be said to be gentle. He eats very quickly, but he uses chopsticks so that fat and vegetable juices will not drip on his clothes. The waiter keeps serving food and can barely keep up with the two of them. Sweeping speed.

"Do you want to drink?" Liu Wei'an slowed down after eating until he was seven or eight full.

"Drink!" the beggar responded vaguely.

"Waiter, serve the wine!" Liu Wei'an shouted, and the waiter asked in a low voice what wine to serve. There were seven or eight kinds of drinks in the store.

"Whatever wine is good will be served. I am not short of money." Liu Wei'an was very angry. The waiter nodded and left. He naturally knew that Liu Wei'an was not short of money. Not to mention how rich he was, just the people on the street The items collected from the corpses were enough to buy the inn several times.

The waiter served the wine and skillfully poured it for the two of them. Liu Wei'an had just picked up the big bowl and the beggar had already spit out the wine and cursed: "What kind of bird wine is worse than horse urine!" Liu Wei'an paused, whether he was drinking or not drinking, but judging from the aroma of the wine, although this wine was not as good as the famous wines he had drunk, it would never be as good as horse piss. Level, the waiter on the side was so frightened that he was trembling, not knowing how to explain it. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com

Liu Wei'an put down the wine and looked at the beggar, feeling that it was time to take action, but saw the beggar wave his hand, and a wine jar exuding an ancient atmosphere appeared on the table. The wine jar was very heavy, and the table sank under it. Liu Wei'an An took a closer look and saw, oh, a stone altar!

Today's wine jars are all made of pottery, clay sculptures and then fired. The ones taken out by the beggar are carved from a whole piece of stone, and the inside is hollowed out to make a wine jar. This practice only appeared in ancient times. During the period, because they had not yet mastered the method of firing pottery, they could only use this stupid method. However, it must be mentioned that the effect of stone jars on preserving wine is far better than that of pottery jars.

Just by looking at the jar, you can feel how special this wine is. The ancient flavor cannot be faked. There is no such sense of vicissitudes of life without a certain age.

The beggar wiped his dirty hands, and the seal of the jar disappeared. Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine wafted out. In an instant, the entire "Yongfu Inn" was filled with a strong aroma of wine. The aroma of wine floated out towards the street, come and play. Pedestrians stopped, with expressions of shock and joy on their faces.

“Good wine!”

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