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Gao Xiu put on his suit and the lotus badge of Dyeshe, and stood in front of Cen Zhuo.

"Take care of your temper, don't cause trouble, just follow Jiang Zongtao." Cen Zhuo instructed.

"I know."

"After entering, remember the route, as well as the main buildings, staffing, and firepower points along the road. The more detailed the better," Zhu Yeliang explained, "especially the things in the yard."

courtyard?Gao Xiu frowned and replied, "Understood."

Cen Zhuo patted him on the shoulder: "Go."

Gao Xiu got into Jiang Zongtao's car, the co-pilot's seat, and peeked at the majestic scarred face from the rearview mirror. Almost at the same time, Jiang Zongtao turned his eyes and met him: "Let's go."

The car departed from the Qingshan group and drove towards the headquarters of Beifutang. It took more than 20 minutes to drive, and there were several roadblocks in the middle. It can be seen that Beifutang is an overly cautious person.

Jiang Zongtao's car could go directly into the courtyard, and parked in the designated place of the group leader. They got off the car, the two younger brothers in the front opened the way, and the two younger brothers in the rear walked in the rear.

There are too many decorative elements such as rockery, quiet paths, and streams. Gao Xiu tried his best to keep the essential points in mind. When he went to the main building, he saw the big stone with the knife stuck in it. A knife?"

Jiang Zongtao turned back: "Do you know whose knife it is?"

"I don't know," Gao Xiu muttered, "Whoever's knife is not lucky."

Jiang Zongtao smiled: "That's Peony Lion's left knife and left lion tooth."

Gao Xiu was stunned.

"Isn't your president known as the ruler of the Peony Lion?" Jiang Zongtao joked, "He should come and see."

Gao Xiu was a little displeased when his elder brother was ridiculed: "Why is Peony Lion's knife here?"

"The Lion Hall was defeated, and the Peony Lion was captured, but when the cabin was opened..." Jiang Zongtao was present at the time, "but he didn't see the driver. He evaporated like air."

The hairs on Gao Xiu's arms stood up.

"According to the regulations, the bones above the four guardians must be destroyed, but the alloy hardness and ductility of the peony lion are beyond imagination, and it has been destroyed three times without success."

Gao Xiu was amazed, this is simply a legend.

"The bones couldn't be destroyed, and the master didn't catch them. The president ordered that all the armor, weapons, and motors of the peony lion be dismantled, and they were secretly distributed to seven places." I was afraid that one day, the peony lion would rise again and "send it to the North Mansion." Yes, it is Left Lion Tooth."

Gao Xiu looked up at the scarlet scimitar, it was the end of an era: "Why is it stuck in a stone?"

The morning light is just emerging, and the golden-red light shines through the forest tops and shines on the blade.

"In the last battle of Jianghan, the Peony Lion was besieged by [-] high-level skeletons from Dyeshe. He was outnumbered, and his left lion tooth was thrown into the big rock next to it."

Gao Xiu sighed: "Will no one come to pull out Peony Lion's knife?"

"Yes," Jiang Zongtao turned and walked towards the building, "Many people came, but none of them went back."

Gao Xiu followed him and walked into the main building of Beifu Hall. The first floor was the reception hall, where at least twenty younger brothers gathered. Seeing Jiang Zongtao bowing in unison, he raised his hand to indicate the elevator.

Take the elevator to the seventh floor, which is the tea room of the hall master. It's still early, and He Feifan is wearing pajamas, sobering up in it.

"Yo, Brother Jiang." Seeing Jiang Zongtao, he took a sip of tea and didn't get up.

It is common for him to sleep with the hall master. Jiang Zongtao nodded and sat down on the right hand of the hall master, with Gao Xiu standing behind him.

"You've got a new face," He Feifei glanced at Gao Xiu, "Young man is very energetic."

"Better skill," Jiang Zongtao said in a bad tone, "Brother, do you want to try?"

There was something wrong with the atmosphere, He Feifan didn't answer, but instead said: "Brother Jiang, the last time the hall master came to see you, why did you come and go, the hall master is not very happy."

Just as Jiang Zongtao was about to speak, there were footsteps in the corridor, indicating that the hall master had arrived.

A thin man with short hair brushed with pomade, a beautiful suit, and a waistline that seemed to be specially cut for him, delicate and straight, it can be seen that he spends a lot of time on dressing up every day.

"It's here, Old Jiang." His voice was gentle.

Jiang Zongtao and He Feifei both stood up and saluted according to the rules.

"Sit down," the hall master sat down at the main seat, raised his legs, and leaned towards He Feifan, "Old Jiang, it's not easy to find you here, I'll talk about the business first."

Jiang Zongtao knew what he was going to say.

"Your mother-of-pearl Maitreya, what's your name?" The hall master looked at He Feifan, and He Feifan gave him a gesture of his mouth, "Oh yes, Yao Huangyun, don't ask for it, okay?"

It seems to be discussing with him, but the tone seems to be talking about an item.

Jiang Zongtao clenched his fists: "Master, you should know why I didn't enter the core layer of Jianghan."

"I know, I know," the hall master frowned, looking impatient, "The current situation is special, my hall master is about to be slapped by Jiang Han, do you sacrifice for Beifu?"

Jiang Zongtao didn't speak.

"Zong Tao, I won't make your sacrifice for nothing," the hall master patted his leg, "Whatever you want, you say, as long as it's not my position, I'll give you anything!"

Jiang Zongtao still didn't speak, and the meaning of rejection was obvious.

The hall master's face turned cold, and He Feifan's eyes showed slyness. Suddenly, he looked at Gao Xiu and said without thinking, "Hall master, my leg hurts."

The hall master took it seriously, and immediately asked: "What's the matter, did you let the wind blow last night?"

He Feifan stared at Gao Xiu: "It's okay, just find someone to rub it with you."

The hall master followed his gaze and understood that Jiang Zongtao didn't want to show face, so he vented his anger on his subordinates and killed his prestige: "You, come here, rub the legs of Team Leader He."

Gao Xiu was stunned, he was the imperial master, the third-ranked cadre in the Garan Hall, his face was tense, and he stood still.

"Old Jiang, what's the matter, can I use your people?"

Jiang Zongtao was in a dilemma, and was about to turn around, when Gao Xiu bowed deeply: "Master, I am from the Qingshan group, and if I serve someone other than my elder brother, it would be unrighteous to my elder brother."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were stunned.

"Even your eldest brother belongs to me, why are you talking about injustice with me!"

Gao Xiu nodded: "I am responsible to the eldest brother, the eldest brother is responsible to the hall master, and the hall master is responsible to the northern branch. If the hall master is asked to rub the legs of the southern branch, will you rub it?"

"you……"

Gao Xiu's words are justified and well-founded. It is a great injustice for the head of the northern branch to rub the legs of the southern branch.

He Feifan was surprised, stared at Gao Xiu, and swallowed his breath: "No, I'm much better."

He swallowed it, but the hall master who took him so seriously couldn't swallow it: "Jiang Zongtao!"

The hall master's eyes changed, became irrational, and even intensified something, Gao Xiu immediately came out from behind Jiang Zongtao, and knelt down on one knee beside the tea table: "As a member of the Qingshan group, I have to disobey the hall master's order , but as a member of the Beifu Hall, I made a mistake, please calm down the hall master!"

The hall master has been heaving a sigh of relief, and now he said: "I want to see, how do you admit this mistake!"

Jiang Zongtao was faintly worried.

He Feifei remained calm.

In front of him was a glass tea table, nearly one centimeter thick, Gao Xiu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and smashed his head on it with all his might, only to hear a loud crash, the whole tea table shattered into pieces in front of the three of them, and the teapot and cup fell to the ground .

"You boy!" Hall Master stood up abruptly, staring at him in disbelief.

Gao Xiu raised his head, there was a large bruise on his forehead, there were several wounds cut by broken glass, blood dripped over his browbones and onto his eyelids: "I, on behalf of the Qingshan team and our team leader, confessed to the hall master!"

He surprised people, talked big and offended his superiors, but his ruthlessness and tenacity did not make people angry.

"What's your name?" The Hall Master took out a handkerchief from his pocket and threw it on his chest.

"The nameless rat," Gao Xiu leaned over, "I made the hall master laugh."

The hall master looked him up and down, angry, but also reluctant to be too angry, waved his hand: "Go back and rest."

Jiang Zongtao stood up, buttoned up his suit, bowed to the hall master, and strode out. Gao Xiu covered his forehead with the white handkerchief, and followed closely behind.

After leaving the building, passing Zuoshiya, and getting into the car in the group, Jiang Zongtao leaned on the back seat and cursed: "Fuck you boy!"

The car drove out of the yard of Beifutang, and returned to the Qingshan Group along the way. Gao Xiu was a little confused, and murmured: "I can't rub He Feifan's legs, and there is no expedient solution."

Jiang Zongtao smiled: "It's easy to break, have you heard of it?"

"I don't understand," Gao Xiu said angrily, "I haven't even rubbed my elder brother's legs!"

Jiang Zongtao suddenly asked: "Would you like to help me?"

Gao Xiu paused: "No, my blood is not as good as my elder brother's fur."

He remembered the knife that Cen Zhuo stabbed in the Liberation Army, he was just imitating it just now.

"I can't tell." Jiang Zongtao didn't understand Cen Zhuo.

"He is a bit naive, and sometimes his brain short-circuits, but his spine is really strong."

Jiang Zongtao nodded: "You will also be the big brother in the future, you are the material."

They stopped talking, and the only sound in the car was the hum of the engine.

When Jiang Zongtao left in the morning, Yao Huangyun got up from the bed, ate some high-quality protein, and went to the parking lot.

Jialantang's heavy-duty truck was parked in a secluded place. He didn't have a key, so he pried open the door with an iron hook, pressed the power button, and opened the trunk cover.

There were many bones inside. He climbed in and saw the swallowing knife, the familiar dark green armor, double cannons, and a special smell of chemical toxins.

"Brother Ma..." His lips trembled, and the bridge of his nose felt sore for a moment. He endured it and entered the controller's cabin from the second stage.

The connector hangs quietly in the cabin, it is very long, but only the front three centimeters enters the brain, he picked it up, aimed at the already narrow access opening, took a deep breath, and inserted it hard.

In an instant, a huge force exploded in his mind, and countless images flashed in front of his eyes like bubbles, which were the memories of Ma Shuangcheng carried by the Tunsheng Dao.

The laughing child, the heavy breathing when wrestling with someone, the smoke formed by the shell explosion, and the whizzing bullets, the wailing, the blood, the clash of blades... Then he saw himself, in his teens With a knife in his hand wrapped in a sports bandage, he smiled proudly: "Brother Ma!"

Tears were streaming down, her pulse and heart rate were already speeding up, but Yao Huangyun didn't notice it.

In the final battle, Lion Hall and Dyeshe competed in Jianghan. Everywhere you could see were bones, heavy and light, high-level and low-level, and filled every corner like ants. The peony lion was the sight Scarlet in the center, waving the left and right lion teeth, harvesting on the battlefield like a sickle.

On the east side of him is Qinglong Hall, on the west side is Xuanwu Hall, and... Maitreya, with indescribable light shining all over his body, and his long sword piercing the enemy's heart repeatedly, not far from him is Jiang Zongtao's big black sky, obviously It's a hostile camp, but they follow him at the same pace, so close, I didn't pay attention at all at that time.

Yao Huangyun began to tremble violently, it was a rejection reaction of neurons.

In the icy and snowy world, Tunshengdao was trudging against the wind. It seemed to be carrying something heavy on its body. The cold and heavy load made the power light flicker on and off. It knelt down in the snow and did not move.

"Ignition device..." It was so weak, but it was still talking to itself, "Go get your..."

Yao Huangyun started to vomit, it was an overload, he vomited out all the protein he just ate, his limbs twitched, he had difficulty breathing, his hands scratched out of thin air, he couldn't do it, he knew that next time, in order to protect the neurons of the warrior, the bones would automatically cut off the connection, and there would be It was pitch black, which meant that his control over the Swallowing Knife had completely failed, and his last hope was about to be shattered.

"No—!" He roared from the depths of his throat, persisting, refusing to faint, even if the neurons were damaged, even if he became a cripple for the rest of his life.

He worked hard to establish a connection with Tunshengdao, trying to grasp the key fragments from the images that kept flashing before him, and then he saw, through the eyes of Ma Shuangcheng's memory, he saw himself on the battlefield for the first time.

Maitreya with mother-of-pearl, moonlight-like figure, holding a pearl-colored long sword, wherever the blade goes, the steel is torn apart, and the flesh and blood are scattered into mud. "I" ran up to him and patted him on the back appreciatively.

Laden Maitreya turned his head, still smiling proudly: "Brother Ma!"

That was the beginning of it all and he really didn't want it to end!

Then, it went dark.

"Ha, ha, ha..." Yao Huangyun panted hurriedly. He failed and disconnected. He clenched his fist unwillingly. At the same time, he heard the long-lost sound of mechanical friction.

He lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly with the Tunsheng Knife.

In the driver's cabin, the power light flickered on and off, indicating that the chemical battery was low in power. He raised his head, only to find that the trunk cover fell down at some point, resulting in darkness in the trunk.

He succeeded... Successfully controlled the Swallowing Knife!

He should be ecstatic, maybe even weeping, but no, he just calmly cuts the power, pulls out the connector, cleans up the mess, and then comes out of the knife and restores the truck to its original state.

When he returned to the building, Jiang Zongtao had already returned. The kid named Gao Xiu in Jialantang had hurt his forehead, and Cen Zhuo was helping him to deal with it. When he passed by Zhuyeliang, the guy suddenly turned his head, and the optical eyepiece quickly focused.

"Huang Yun, why did you go?" Jiang Zongtao asked from the sofa.

Yao Huangyun didn't answer.

Zhui Yeliang stood up, walked past him, and said softly: "I didn't expect that, congratulations."

Yao Huangyun was terrified, how did he know?

"Huang Yun, I'm talking to you." Jiang Zongtao walked towards him.

Yao Huangyun rolled his Adam's apple, he was not ready to betray this person.