Chapter 185 Blood pressure soarsThe waiting time passed quickly. Xu Xin and Dong Chang, who were hiding in a street inn a hundred meters away from the gambling house, often saw black cars carrying batches of Japanese strangers coming to visit the new head of Quan Xing. The relationship between superiors and inferiors seems to be reversed. Rather than saying that the target is a traitor who sells out his country for personal gain, it is better to say that he is an object of flattery by the Japanese devils, and it is suspected that there is an important transaction going on in private. After waiting for a full half month, Gu Qi'an was like a coward, staying in the gambling house without going out. Xu Xin and Dong Chang tried several times to use the illusion barrier to sneak in, but each time ended in failure. Whenever they tried to get closer, they would inexplicably feel palpitations. Such a strong premonition would easily disrupt their breathing and stop them in their tracks. The reason lies with the elderly man on duty outside the gambling house. He was dressed in rags, over seventy years old, and blind. He was not a Japanese devil, but a remnant of an unknown nature. His pair of big ears were rough and covered in dirt, but they could hear movements from all directions. Even the slightest movement of Qi could not escape his special sensing range. With such a door god blocking the way, Xu Xin and Dong Chang had no choice but to wait, and secretly went to the black market to buy gunpowder and grenades. When they were preparing to evacuate, they ambushed the Japanese who drove to the gambling house from time to time. It was not until the end of May of the lunar calendar, at midnight, that he finally got his chance after staring at the two people for more than 20 days, with his eyes full of fatigue and bloodshot. The head of Quanxing Sect, Gu Qi'an, appeared, with his left hand hanging naturally and his right hand habitually tossing a black bone dice, chatting and laughing with several old Japanese guys.
He had a handsome face and looked to be around 27 or 28 years old. He was dressed in clothes as white as snow, which made him look out of place with the kimono-clad figure beside him. There was a scarlet wine gourd hanging around his waist. In a moment, five cars started slowly, ready to drive away. Xu Xin and Dong Chang jumped out of the window, holding the explosive bags with lit fuses, climbing the walls and chasing frantically. "Fuck you, you little bastard!" "Still want to leave? Stay with your grandfather!" At a distance of ten feet, Xu Xin's expression turned fierce, and he suddenly exerted force with his right hand, like a fully charged bowstring that suddenly exploded, throwing the explosive pack downwards at such a speed that only a trace of afterimage was left. "Swish!" Dong Chang's explosive pack followed closely. "run!" Without stopping for a moment, they slid down rapidly from the edge of the eaves. Before they could stand firmly, they heard a loud noise not far away. "boom!!!" "boom!!!" Explosions continued in the ears. As the city beneath their feet was still occupied by the Japanese, Xu Xin and Dong Chang knew the situation was dangerous. They had no time to be happy or go over to check. They simply fled and disappeared into the night. The streets were ablaze with flames, and only wreckage was left of the five cars. The drivers and several weaker Japanese aliens were killed on the spot. However, Gu Qi'an walked out calmly, as if he was unaware of the high temperature around him. With a wave of his hand, a cold wind suddenly blew, swallowing up the astonishing heat and extinguishing the flames in an instant. Beside him stood several frightened old Japanese men, who were covered with bruises and furious from the explosion. "Chase!" "Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find the person who did it!!!" The fourth day of the sixth lunar month. The news of the thirty-six people forming an oath of brotherhood had not yet spread, but the city where the Lu family lived welcomed a short man dressed in a black robe. He walked through the streets and alleys, following the familiar route to the Lu family's ancient residence.
"Ok?" Seeing this man lowering his head and acting suspiciously, the guard shouted, "Stop! What do you do?" "I'm a messenger." Just three words were the reply. The man casually handed over the envelope in his hand. After the guard took it, he left without looking back. "Da da da!!!" After turning the corner, Zhang Huaiyi's heart rate soared due to the feeling of being a thief. He felt a chill down his spine and quickened his pace toward the city's branch of Jianghu Inn. Even though he realized that this might lead to a bloody storm, he did not dare to slow down. He had to strike first before everyone else. In this way, even if he was exposed in the future, his choice would at least allow the Tianshi Mansion to be less implicated. If he was lucky, as long as he hid for a lifetime without being found, did not return to Longhu Mountain, and did not appear in the world, he could probably save his life. Under Zhang Huaiyi's arrangement, the secret of the thirty-six brothers' oath of brotherhood was spread across the country in just one day, with the small inn as the outbreak point and telegraph and telephone as the media of communication. That evening, when the leaders of the major sects implicated received the tragic news, their minds went blank, followed by extreme anger. In the Tang Clan's meeting room, Tang Bingwen, who was usually calm and composed, now had a livid face. Veins appeared on his old face, and his right hand, which was holding the letter paper, was shaking violently. Looking at the names of the thirty-six people on the list, especially the two disciples whom he had spent a lot of effort to cultivate and who might inherit the position of the head of the sect in the future, Tang Bingwen was filled with rage, and his only eye was filled with terrifying murderous light. Especially Dong Chang, who told him not to worry before leaving, but now he has become a brother to the target of assassination. This absurd result would not only make many of the disciples who had grudges against Quan Xing go crazy, but if word got out, the reputation that the Tang Clan's ancestors had earned with their lives would become a laughing stock and be condemned by thousands of people. Mr. Hong, Tang Jian and Yang Lie, who were drinking tea with him, were seeing the head of the sect with such an inappropriate expression for the first time. They were all startled and thought that something was wrong. "Captain, what's wrong?" Mr. Hong is one generation older than Tang Bingwen. When other juniors did not dare to ask, he opened his mouth to inquire about the details. "Two traitors emerged from within the sect" When he said this, Tang Bingwen felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. The news came from Xiaozhan and was trustworthy. Given the current situation, all other sects should have known about it. He was so troubled by the huge mess that Xu Xin and Dong Chang had created that he didn't know how to solve it. Mr. Hong took the letter from Tang Bingwen. When he saw the content, his face darkened, as depressing as the dark clouds before a storm. "." "Master Hong?" Tang Jian asked tentatively. The uncontrollable anger of the two elders made him feel even more uneasy. "Xu Xin and Dong Chang, these two bastards went to swear brotherhood with Quan Xing's Wu Gensheng. Where did they put those fellow disciples who died at Quan Xing's hands?" "boom!" Mr. Hong was so angry that he slapped the mahogany tea table hard, making the teacup make a crisp sound. "what?!"
Tang Jian and Yang Lie both had solemn expressions, almost unable to believe it, but the murderous looks of the two elders made them realize that things had reached a point where they could not be reversed. Their senior and junior brothers have become corrupt along with Quan Xing. (End of this chapter)