Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Jia got off the carriage and saw some Tianhu gang members surrounding the alley. They all looked around with wide eyes.

Anyone who takes one more look will look at him fiercely.

Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry and did not dare to wait and see.

"Director Zhou!"

Sanniang came forward with pear blossoms on her face and red eyes:

"You're here too."

"Yeah." Zhou Jia nodded, followed her into the narrow alley, and asked at the same time:

"Have you found anything?"

"Not yet." Sanniang shook her head, her voice trembling:

"The deputy gang leader brought the widower over for an autopsy. The results should be available soon."

Zhou Jia nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

It was rumored that Sanniang was a mistress of Director Miao, and she had a deep relationship with her. Now it seems that the rumors are true and the other party is really sad.

The alleyway is narrow and dark. In the evening, it is already difficult to see where you can reach out. The smell of rotting vegetable leaves and turbid sewage is even more overwhelming.

End of the alley.

A group of people gathered around a corner.

There were many familiar faces among them, including Yuan Xisheng and Elder Chen. The most eye-catching one was a strong man wearing a purple cloak.

The strong man has white hair on his temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. It is obvious that he is no longer young.

The power on his body was like a mountain. Although he didn't say a word, it gave people a heavy pressure that made people breathless.

His appearance is plain, except for his pair of eyes, which reveal a sinister and vicious look.

Qiu Bowei, deputy leader of the Tianhu Gang!

He is also Lei Batian's sworn brother, a master in the middle stage of black iron, and helped Lei Batian build his current foundation with a pair of black iron weapons.

Zhou Jia stepped forward, bowed and said:

"Deputy Gang Leader!"

"Yeah." Qiu Bowei said expressionlessly:

"What do you think?"

Zhou Jia turned his head and looked towards the field.

This is a culvert connected to the waterway in the city. Due to lack of maintenance, all kinds of rotten things and dark silt are accumulated.

And at this time.

A corpse was lying inside, being carefully searched by two gangsters.

The corpse was short and stocky, with a full beard and a familiar appearance. It was Miao Kun, one of the six guardians of the Tianhu Gang.

At this time, Miao Kun was no longer as bold as he once was. His limbs were paralyzed on the ground, and a big hole opened in his chest, which was filled with filth.

"Boxing skills?"

Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed:

"Somewhat like the Qian family's iron fist."

Miao Kun can firmly sit in the position of protector of the Tianhu Gang, and his strength is naturally not weak. Although he has no hope of black iron, he is still a tenth-level peak powerhouse.

The person who struck it seemed to have penetrated his body with just one move.

Black iron!

I'm afraid only black iron masters can achieve this level.

The strength of the fist did not dissipate, and it only struck a point. There was a big hole in the heart, but other places outside the heart were not damaged at all.

There are not many boxing techniques that can cause such injuries, and Qian's Iron Wire Fist is one of them.

"but……"

Zhou Jia opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Qiu Bowei:

"It's the Qian Family's Iron Fist!"

Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly and he stopped talking.

Judging from the wounds alone, it does look like Qian's Iron Wire Fist, but there are subtle details. No one can be sure whether it is true or not.

And tell the truth.

The Qian family had no reason to attack Miao Kun.

After all, it took so much effort to get the gambling house matter to an end. If he takes revenge on Miao Kun, wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain?

But since Qiu Bowei said this, he must have meant it.

The guardians of the Tianhu Gang cannot die without knowing why. Someone must take responsibility. The Qian family is undoubtedly the best candidate now.

"Has Miao Kun looked for you in the past few days?"

"No."

Zhou Jia shook his head:

"I have been practicing quietly at my residence and have not gone out. However, there are news from the gambling house from time to time."

"Huh!" Qiu Bowei snorted coldly:

"You feel at ease!"

He disliked Zhou Jia very much and did not hide his dislike.

Deacon Zou, who was in charge of Xicheng Casino at the time, was one of his people, and he paid a lot of tribute every month, but he was killed on the spot by Zhou Jia.

If Zhou Jia hadn't had some background and had been doing things honestly since then, he would have exploded long ago.

It’s not just Zhou Jia.

He inexplicably disliked Yuan Xisheng, Shan Muhua, and even people from Madam Xing and Lei Qian's lineage, and felt conflicted in his heart.

"This matter originated from a gambling house, and you are responsible for it."

After looking at Zhou Jia, Qiu Bowei said coldly:

"Keep an eye on the Qian family. Don't let anyone out of the city recently. If anyone dares to disobey, we will kill him directly!"

"Elder Chen, please look at that old guy from the Qian family."

"yes."

Zhou Jia should be.

Elder Chen also nodded in agreement.

Everyone in the scene understood that regardless of whether the Qian family did this or not, the Qian family was probably going to be doomed!

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The sun is rising.

The scorching sun did not bring warmth to people, but everyone in the Qian Mansion felt their hearts were cold.

Outside the gate.

The Tianhu Gang brazenly blocked the streets and drove everyone out by searching for the name of the murderer.

The long street was deserted.

The Qian Mansion seemed to be isolated, isolated from the rest of the world, and everyone inside was in panic.

Mr. Qian is already eighty-nine years old. Even though he is a master of black iron and has much more energy than ordinary people, he is still at the end of his life.

Under a head full of white hair, age spots and wrinkles were all over his face, and his once majestic eyes had become cloudy.

"Ahem..."

After coughing a few times, he spoke slowly:

"How to say?"

"Negotiations are ongoing." Qian Wen, as the head of the Qian family and the fourth son of the old man, had taken over the family affairs more than ten years ago.

But over the years, there has never been such a dangerous moment involving the life and death of the family.

His complexion couldn't help but turn a little pale.

"It was us who killed Miao Kun when the Tianhu Gang was killed. There has been no reply from the city lord. Leader Zhao only said that we should wait for the news in peace of mind."

"Anxiety?" Mr. Qian raised his head and spoke slowly, with a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world:

"It seems that they don't plan to continue to contribute."

"Ah……"

"I am still old after all. If I were a few years younger, how could they dare to fight to the death and bully our Qian family?"

"Plop!"

Qian Wen knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily, and cried bitterly:

"It's the children who are incompetent!"

"Get up." Mr. Qian shook his head:

"Who can guarantee that aristocratic families will produce black iron from generation to generation? Here, there are no aristocratic families with a history of a thousand years, and the Tianhu Gang has only been here for a few decades."

"Successful kings and defeated bandits, the strong are respected. This has always been the case. With the way the Black Tiger Gang is doing today, it will definitely end badly if it happens one day!"

Having said that, no one will be willing to accept it when it falls on them.

"The city lord is cowardly and not worth relying on."

After thinking about it, Mr. Qian said:

"After all, our Qian family has contributed a lot to the Family Alliance. People named Zhao will not ignore it, otherwise it will definitely make other people feel cold."

"You continue to contact him, and no matter how much it costs, he must hold back the Tianhu Gang."

"yes!"

Qian Wenying should be:

"But dad, I'm afraid the Tianhu Gang won't give up so easily."

Even if they can escape this time, their family's financial resources will be completely wiped out. The old man will not have many days to live. When the time comes...

The Qian family is just a piece of fat in the eyes of others, and sooner or later it will be eaten by others.

"rest assured."

Mr. Qian lowered his eyebrows:

"In Shicheng, the Tianhu Gang is not the only one."

Qian Wen looked up, as if he thought of something, his eyes flickered back and forth.

…………

night.

There were no stars or moon, it was pitch black.

In a relatively remote house in the south of the city, a study room was dimly lit.

Mr. Qian, who was still in charge of the Qian Mansion during the day, now appeared in the house.

"Senior has broken Qin!"

Qin Wuying from Tianshui Village stretched out his hand to help Mr. Qian up and sighed repeatedly:

"When you were famous, Qin was still an unknown person. He tried to climb high but couldn't."

"How could we end up in such a situation now?"

As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly with emotion on his face.

"Palace Master Qin, I don't treat you as an outsider, so just tell me." Mr. Qian said in a dull voice:

"Please also ask Tianshui Village to rescue the Qian family. From now on, there will be one hundred and thirty people in the Qian family, but Hall Master Qin will follow suit!"

"Why do you say this?" Qin Wuying looked horrified:

"The Qian family is a rich and powerful family in the city. Although they are encountering some twists and turns, it shouldn't be difficult. Is the Tianhu Gang so ruthless?"

As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly:

"It's too much!"

"Yes." Mr. Qian nodded slowly:

"We didn't kill this person. Just one word from them will destroy my Qian family, but there is no one in the city to help. It's really heartbreaking."

"Indeed." Qin Wuying said with a serious face:

"Senior, please rest assured, Qin is bound to do this!"

"only……"

His voice paused and he said:

"Qin also wants to help, but the Tianhu Gang is powerful after all. Qin alone can only save one more life."

"But if Tianshui Village takes action..."

"Master Chu Wuming!"

As he said that, he looked deeply at Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian has lived for such a long time and has become a mature man. How could he not hear the voice in the other party's words? He nodded and said:

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's nothing." Qin Wuying said:

"As we all know, our Tianshui Village and the Tianhu Clan are at odds with each other. If the Qian family wants to take refuge, all they need to do is get a certificate of surrender."

"Senior, please rest assured, as long as the Qian family is interested, Tianshui Village will fight against this matter!"

This matter is of great benefit and no harm to Tianshui Village.

Save the money family.

It can increase one's own power and gain a good impression in the Family Alliance. As for offending the Tianhu Gang, the two parties already have many disputes.

Adding this one won't have any impact.

On the contrary, some time ago, the Tianhu Gang found evidence that Tianshui Village was having an affair with a shark, and together with the city lord's palace, they directly destroyed a large branch of Tianshui Village.

For this reason, the leader of the village, Lin Wuduan, has always wanted to get this place back.

"A certificate of submission..."

Mr. Qian was thoughtful and nodded slowly after a long time:

"good!"

If the Qian family wanted someone to help, how could they not do something? After this, it was impossible to sway between the two forces.

"Hall Master Qin."

Looking at Qin Wuying, Mr. Qian finally spoke:

"I don't know about Tianshui Village, but do you know who killed Miao Kun?"

"Senior, didn't you do it?" Qin Wuying was stunned, then waved his hand:

"It doesn't matter. At this point, it doesn't matter who did it?"

"good."

Mr. Qian lowered his head and his voice became low and gradually became inaudible:

“Who did it, what difference does it make?”

Watching Mr. Qian disappear into the night, the smile on Qin Wuying's face quietly dissipated, and he snorted coldly:

"An old guy who is about to die is just relying on his old age in front of me, but he actually suspects that I killed Miao Kun."

"but……"

"Who did it?"

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

As I said just now, it doesn't matter who killed him now. What matters is what choice the Qian family will make.

"Hope, don't let me down!"

After taking another deep look at the location of the Qian family, Qin Wuying returned with a flourish.

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In order to prevent outsiders from climbing on the walls, most people in the city plant spiked grass, vines and flowers on the walls, both to prevent theft and to serve as decorations.

"Uh-huh!"

Under the night, a ghostly figure appeared on the wall of a certain house.

The slender, sharp insistence, holding up the ghostly figure, did not bend at all, and the figure stood firmly on it.

"Mr. Qian."

Chen Cun spoke slowly:

"It's late at night and the wind is very cold. You're already so old. If you go out so late, I'm afraid your body won't be able to withstand it."

"Elder Chen." Mr. Qian appeared in the alleyway with a snake-head staff in his hand. He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Cun above:

"The Tianhu Gang really doesn't plan to let the Qian family go?"

"Why did Mr. Qian say this?" Chen Cun shook his head:

"The murderer has not yet been identified. Once the murderer is identified, the Qian family will be able to be cleared. Of course, if it is really the Qian family, that is a different story."

"Why!"

Mr. Qian sighed:

"You should know that the death of Protector Miao was definitely not caused by the Qian family. The old man is already old, how can he easily kill Protector Miao?"

The rest of the Qian family were theoretically no match for Miao Kun.

"I don't think so." Chen Cun shook his head:

"Mr. Qian led me here, and my physical skills are not weak at all, no less than in previous years."

"You really can't take a step back?"

"Hand over the murderer and we'll leave!"

There was silence.

Mr. Qian expressionlessly raised the snake-head staff in his hand:

"Although the old man is no longer useful, he still wants to see Elder Chen's invisible sword. Please give me some advice today."

"oh!"

Chen Cun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the old guy opposite him actually planned to fight him.

"good!"

"Please ask Mr. Qian for advice!"

With a low whistle, his figure suddenly disappeared from the wall, and the sword energy roared in all directions, but there was no flicker of sword light.

Compared with Chen Ying's invisible sword, the sword technique in Elder Chen's palm can be regarded as superb and invisible.

"Well done!"

Mr. Qian groaned, and his rickety body suddenly straightened up. His whole body was like an angry beast, and a ferocious force emerged from him.

But in Elder Chen's view, although the other party is powerful, he is suspected of being strong on the outside but in power on the inside.

‘This old guy is dying! ’

'Um? ’

‘He knew he couldn’t do it, but he still managed to lure him here. What’s his plan? ’

Muttering in his heart, Chen Cun did not dare to go all out. His eyes flashed as he drew his sword, guarding against a possible sudden attack.

…………

"Chen Cun is gone!"

in the dark.

Qian Wen walked out slowly, watching the two figures move away one after another, and then waved gently to attract a few people:

"Remember, only look for those few people. Don't touch others. Safety comes first. If it doesn't work, retreat to the place I told you."

"yes!"

Several people looked at the directory in their hands.

in.

Zhou Jia's name is clearly on it.