Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 23 Change

Lu's pawn shop.

This is the property of Heihutang, the front is a pawn shop, and the backyard is a gang stronghold.

In the inner hall, several people are counting the gains of the recent period.

"After the stocktaking this time, I don't need to work any more years ago, and I can have a good game." Someone said.

"Don't be careless." Huang Kui shook his head lightly:

"People from the Sifang faction have suffered a lot this year. I'm afraid they won't let us live in peace, so be careful."

"Hey!" One person sneered:

"The second child of the Sifang faction is injured, the three leopards are dead, and there is only one naked boss left, can we still turn the world upside down?"

"As long as the Sifang faction is cleaned up next year, our Heihutang family will be the only one in the city. In the future, we won't come here for the popular ones."

"Not bad!"

Thinking of the days to come, the faces of the few people were excited, and even the speed of counting the books was much faster.

"Speaking of which, he is still the third-rank leader. He is young, but his strength is no less than that of the boss of the Sifang faction."

"Of course, the origin of the third class's top family is now a master with internal strength!"

"However, Shi Xiao, the boss of the Sifang faction, should not be underestimated. The Hunyuan iron hand has been known for so many years, and his experience in fighting is even richer. Compared with him, the third-rank leader is probably not as good as him."

"Don't be afraid, our hall master is not easy to provoke..."

"Enough." Huang Kui frowned:

"Hurry up and stop talking so much nonsense!"

"Yes, yes." Everyone hurriedly responded.

There are five heads under the head of the Black Tiger Hall, Huang Kui is the fifth, and his status is naturally much higher than that of ordinary gang members.

"Stand head!" At this moment, a person hurried into the inner hall:

"Third gear is here."

"Oh?" Huang Kui raised his head and saw several people walking in the courtyard, one of them was Zhong Yunzhao, the head of the third gear, and he couldn't help laughing:

"I really can't help but say, we are talking about you, and you are here!"

"Brother Huang, what did you say about me?" Zhong Yunzhao stepped inside, cupped his hands and said:

"Didn't bother you?"

The five stalls are not arranged in order of age, so there is no certain rule in the title.

Zhong Yunzhao, in his early twenties, was the youngest of the five, and belonged to the family of the hall master. Although he was not considered handsome, he was still handsome, but his eyes were full of hostility, which made people feel intimidated.

"Don't bother, don't bother." Huang Kui put down the things in his hands and said:

"My brothers are talking about how brave the third gear is, but... you are a rare visitor here."

"Is there something wrong?"

The third gear doesn't like vulgar things and has a withdrawn personality, but he has never come to this kind of place.

"Yes." Zhong Yunzhao was not polite, nodded and said:

"I heard that someone under Brother Huang received a piece of iron essence?"

"Tie Jing?" Huang Kui was stunned, with a dazed expression:

"What is this?"

"It's a... a relatively rare refining material." Zhong Yunzhao's eyes flickered slightly, and said:

"It just so happens that I'm going to refine a sword. If I incorporate iron essence into it, it will increase its sharpness."

"Oh!" Huang Kui understood:

"It's a trivial matter. Do you know who took the third gear? I'll let him take it out."

Zhong Yun said: "I also just heard that the thing was originally in the hands of a scholar named Geng."

"I know." One person said immediately:

"It should be at Tian Hu's place. Yesterday he said that he found a piece of rare iron in the hands of a down-and-out scholar."

"So it's called Iron Essence?"

"Where is he?" Zhong Yunzhao's eyes lit up:

"Take me there to see!"

"Yes." The other party should be.

Huang Kui's eyes moved slightly: "It's just right, I'm fine, the third gear doesn't mind if I follow the past to learn more?"

This kind of thing can be sent by the people below, but the other party wants to go in person, which has to arouse his curiosity.

"Of course." Zhong Yunzhao had no objection.

Not long.

Kidnapper Street, crowded with people.

"Dead!"

"Who did it?"

"Even the city is not safe these days."

"It should be a gang vendetta, don't care about our business, don't talk nonsense, the people from the yamen will be here in a while."

There was a constant buzz.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The people from Heihutang dispersed and drove away the crowd, and made room for the two leaders to observe closely.

In the middle of this narrow street, two corpses were lying on the ground, with dark brown blood all over their bodies.

"Tian Hu, Zhao Da." Huang Kui clenched his teeth, and the veins in his hands popped out:

"Who did it!"

"Old Wu!"

"yes."

Hearing the sound, one person stepped forward and quickly inspected the corpse, and saw that the technique was as good as that of a skilled yamen clerk.

"One-hit kill!" Old Wu narrowed his eyes and said:

"The person who made the attack was a master swordsman. The sword just tore open the throats of the two of them, and the depth was the same."

"The speed is very fast, and it is a double kill with one sword, without using any extra effort, this accuracy is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people..."

"Seeing the position of the sword, it is stabbing from the bottom up. This person should not be tall, and he is using a short sword, which is a bit strange."

"Short sword, short stature?" Huang Kui frowned:

"The Sifang faction doesn't seem to have such master swordsmen."

Old Wu replied: "Maybe it wasn't the hand sent by Sifang, maybe someone deliberately lowered their body to confuse us."

"Where is the thing?" Zhong Yunzhao had a gloomy face, he didn't care about the death of the two of them, he just wanted to know where the things were.

That thing is related to his future, and he must not lose it!

"He was taken away." A person in the ruined temple lowered his head and replied:

"Tiantou went to the street to buy things, and he has already bought them. We have already asked people in the market about this."

"Take it away?" Zhong Yunzhao clasped his hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

"Don't worry." Huang Kui calmed down at this moment, stretched out his hand and looked towards Old Wu:

"Can you catch up with the killer?"

"It's been too long, and the smell of blood is not enough. I'm afraid it's choking." Old Wu shook his head and gave an uncertain answer.

"It's okay, give it a try." Huang Kui signaled.

"Yes." Old Wu nodded, then took out a packet of powder from his body, sprinkled a handful on the ground, then picked up a little and put it in his nose for a light sniff.

next moment.

A faint smell of blood appeared in the sense of smell.

"This way!" His eyes moved, and he hurriedly followed the fading blood smell.

Huang Kui, Zhong Yunzhao and others hurriedly followed.

A group of people ran quickly, crossing streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a large courtyard.

"It's gone." Old Wu said regretfully:

"The smell is too weak, you can't smell it here."

"Where is this?" Zhong Yunzhao's eyes were cold:

"The person who started the attack entered this courtyard?"

"This is He Mansion." Old Wu hesitated for a moment before replying:

"It is true that he entered the courtyard, but it may not be the hands of the people of the He Mansion."

"Heh..." Zhong Yunzhao smiled coldly, and was about to walk towards He's house.

"Don't." Huang Kui hastily stretched out his hand to stop him, and shook his head slightly at him:

"The He family is not a small family. It is related to many families in the city. Don't be impulsive."

"..." Zhong Yunzhao's face turned cold when he heard this, and he slowly pressed one hand on the hilt of his waist.

…………

Under the night.

In the bedroom of the pharmacy warehouse, Mo Qiu curled up with sweat on his forehead, and suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

His eye sockets flickered, and it took a long time for his heartbeat to calm down.

Looking back on the experience of these days, he couldn't help showing bitterness.

From the panic at the beginning of the murder, to the anger of Senior Brother Wei, to the calm expression today.

In a short period of time, he has changed a lot.

Not just external changes.

Even more so in my heart.

In the face of bandits disguised as mountain people, Mo Qiu can be said to be passive killing, forced to do it.

By the time of Senior Brother Wei, he was half active and half passive, killing people in order not to be plotted against.

today……

If the people in Heihutang ignored him, they might never interact with him for the rest of their lives.

"kill."

Don't ask for complicated eyes.

Only when he meditated late at night did he realize that he had changed so much.

This world...

Who can blame?