At night, after practicing martial arts, Chen Guanlou took a cold shower and went to bed on time. He woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. He picked up the dagger on the table and threw it to the roof, piercing through the tiles and stabbing the target. Suddenly, he heard a muffled groan. Without any hesitation, he picked up the big knife, ran out of the house, and jumped onto the roof. A masked man in black stared at him and turned to run away. Chen Guanlou immediately chased him. The other party seemed to intend to lead him to a certain place, how could Chen Guanlou do as he wished. Enough of playing, just cut it with a knife. The masked man in black was shocked, his feet were unstable, and he fell into the alley. A team of soldiers and horses passed by.
Chen Guanlou covered the mouth of the masked man in black and hid in the corner until the patrol was far away, then let go. "Who sent you?" "You...how can you have such profound martial arts?" The black-clothed masked man looked stimulated and dazed. Chen Guanlou was too lazy to talk nonsense. He stabbed the black-clothed masked man's thigh with a knife and covered his mouth to ensure that he could not scream. Cold sweat poured down like a waterfall. The black-clothed masked man softened completely. "Who sent you? If you don't tell me, the next knife will not be the thigh but the neck." Chen Guanlou stared at the stranger in front of him. He was sure he had never seen him before. Is it Boss Qi who has made a comeback? "White Lotus! I am a member of the White Lotus. You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will be against the believers in the world. At that time, all the White Lotus believers in the world will kill you." The black-clothed man finally told the truth. Chen Guanlou was very surprised, "Why did the White Lotus Sect send you here? To kill me? I didn't offend you, the White Lotus Sect, why did you target me?" "Who made you a running dog of the court? Do I need a reason to kill you?" "Sure enough, you came to kill me. Why? You'd better give a reason." "You abused the White Lotus Sect members, and everyone can kill you." The man in black spoke righteously, as if he was a righteous messenger who enforced justice on behalf of heaven. "Mad man!" Chen Guanlou cursed, "The Jinyiwei arrests you religious bandits every day, why don't you assassinate the Jinyiwei. You bully the weak and fear the strong, you are not worthy of dirtying my knife." With a force on his hand, he twisted the other's neck directly and threw him into the gutter. The White Lotus Sect bandits, a group of lunatics, dared to assassinate him. If the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think he is a sick cat. Early in the morning, Chen Guanlou came to the Tianlao to work as usual. He turned out Zhang Daohe's files and looked for clues. "Boss Chen, Zhang is so hungry that he is seeing stars. Do you want to continue?" Xiao Jin asked. Chen Guanlou did not raise his head, "Continue. Give him two glasses of water every day and make sure he doesn't die."
Xiao Jin did not obey the order and left, but said worriedly: "If he continues to starve like this, I am worried that something will go wrong." "What can go wrong?" Chen Guanlou raised his head and stared at him, "The six gates have no objection, why are you worried? He is just a religious bandit, killing people everywhere, doing all kinds of evil. I dare say that there are dozens of people who died in his hands, if not hundreds." "I am worried that he will starve to death, and it will be difficult to explain." "Even if he really dies, I will take the responsibility. What do you have to worry about?" Chen Guanlou was a little impatient, "Just do it, don't worry about it. If Zhang gives in, tell me again." "Yes!" Xiao Jin took the order and left, continuing to implement the hunger therapy on Zhang Daohe. In order to stimulate the other party, he deliberately brought a bowl of white flour buns. The steamed buns just out of the pot were steaming and the aroma of the buns filled the air. This was like a charge for Zhang Daohe, who had been hungry for several days. He struggled to crawl to the prison door, "Give it to me, give it to me." Xiao Jin held the bowl and deliberately slid it across his nose. Zhang Daohe reached out to take it, but was still a little slow. He had no strength left, and his whole body seemed to be drained. He leaned against the prison gate, "What do you want? How long are you going to torture me?" Xiao Jin laughed, "The rules of the Tianlao, no matter if you are a prince or a peddler, you have to pay to enter. Mr. Zhang, you broke the rules, do you know? If I don't punish you severely, you don't know how powerful the Tianlao is." "Now I know how powerful the Tianlao is. No wonder people say that jailers should be killed. If they are lined up and killed one by one, there will be no injustice. It's just money, I'll give it to you." "Where's the money?" "Let me eat first." "You want to eat without money," Xiao Jin laughed, "What kind of place are you in Tianlao? How can I allow you to bargain?" Zhang Daohe hated these jailers, and he only hated that he was so hungry that he had no strength at all, otherwise he would strangle the jailer in front of him. He took a deep breath, "The Yaowang Temple owes me some money. Just tell me my name, and six hundred taels is not a small amount." "Okay! I'll send someone to the Yaowang Temple to get the money. With the money, you can have white flour buns every day. Without money, you can only be a starving ghost." Xiao Jin got the news and immediately sent someone to the Yaowang Temple to get the money. That day, Zhang Daohe had his first proper meal after coming to Tianlao. Late at night, Chen Guanlou changed his appearance and hid in the Yaowang Temple. This lurking lasted for more than half a month, until the people of the Six Gates withdrew, and the people of the Yaowang Temple finally made a move. A few days later, a sensational rumor spread in the streets of Beijing: The Yaowang Temple was slaughtered overnight, and blood flowed like a river. It was miserable! Too miserable! Chen Guanlou sat in the yard, wiping the big knife. The knife drank blood and became more fierce. Today was a day off, so he didn't go anywhere. He just lay at home and spent an hour cleaning the house. Then he sat in the yard, holding a big knife in his hand, as if he was trying to understand the deeper meaning of the knife. There was movement on the wall. In a blink of an eye, Qi Wuxiu climbed over the wall and entered. Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to put away the big knife. He was introverted and looked like an ordinary jailer in Tianlao. "What are you doing in my house in broad daylight?" Chen Guanlou complained while pouring tea. He didn't plan to invite the other party into the house. Anyway, they were all martial artists and were not afraid of the cold, and they were the same indoors and outdoors.
He glanced at the other party. Hey, the second rank was promoted to the third rank, not bad. Qi Wuxiu seemed very proud. When he was promoted, he always had to find someone to show off. "Do you see any difference in me?" "Older!" "Guess again!" "Uglier!" "Ah! I knew you were jealous that I was more handsome and free-spirited than you and richer than you." Chen Guanlou laughed. It was possible that he was more free-spirited than him, but it was impossible that he was more handsome and richer than him. His handsomeness was personally verified by young ladies and wives. As for money, his personal wealth value must be higher than that of the other party. Family wealth, regardless of this. "Forget it, I'll tell you directly that I've been promoted to the third rank." "Congratulations!" "Why aren't you surprised at all?" "How about setting up a table for you." "Okay!" Qi Wuxiu really didn't know how to be polite, and it was clear that he was going to eat Chen Guanlou today. Chen Guanlou was also very straightforward. He gave money to Da Wang and told Da Wang to go to Guanmeilou to get a table of first-class dishes and send it while it was hot. These days, I think there are also takeouts. As long as the money is enough, the service is no less than five-star. Before the dishes are served, let's drink first. "What are you busy with recently?" Chen Guanlou just asked casually. Qi Wuxiu answered seriously, "I was busy with the Yaowang Temple case. The murderer was very vicious and cruel, and didn't let anyone go." "How many people died?" Chen Guanglou looked curious. "Only two people from Yaowang Temple died. The key is that a group of foreign merchants who stayed at Yaowang Temple were killed, and no one was left alive." "Then why do people outside say that all the people in Yaowang Temple died?" Chen Guanglou was really curious this time. "The rumor was deliberately spread to lure the murderer to the door."