Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 155

  Chapter 155 The Qian Family

   Zhou Jia got out of the carriage, and saw some Tianhu gang members surrounding the alley. They all opened their eyes wide and scanned the surroundings.

   Whenever someone takes a second look, they will stare viciously at them.

  Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, not daring to wait and see.

   "Director Zhou!"

  San Niang greeted her with pear blossoms on her face and red eyes:

   "You are here too."

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

   "Did you find anything?"

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

   "The deputy gang leader brought Wu Zuo over for an autopsy, and the results should come soon."

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

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

  The alleyway is narrow and dark. In the evening, you can't see your fingers. The smell of rotten vegetable leaves and turbid sewage is even more overwhelming.

  The end of the alley.

   A group of people surrounded a certain corner.

   There are many familiar faces, including Yuan Xisheng and Elder Chen, and the most conspicuous one is a strong man wearing a purple cloak.

  The strong man has white temples and wrinkles around his eyes, obviously no longer young.

  The power on his body was like a mountain, and he obviously didn't say a word, but it gave people a heavy pressure, making people breathless.

  The appearance is ordinary, except for a pair of eyes, revealing a vicious buttocks.

  Qiu Bowei, deputy leader of the Tianhu Gang!

  It is also Lei Batian's sworn brother, a master of the black iron mid-stage, with a pair of black iron heavy maces, to help Lei Batian lay down today's foundation.

   Zhou Jia stepped forward, bowed and said:

   "Vice Gang Leader!"

   "Hmm." Qiu Bowei remained expressionless:

"What do you think?"

   Zhou Jia turned his head sideways and looked towards the field.

  Here is a culvert connected to the waterway in the city. Due to lack of care, various rotten things and black silt are piled up.

   And at this time.

  A corpse was lying in it, being carefully searched by two foremen.

  The corpse was short and stocky, with a 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 before, his limbs were limp on the ground, and a big hole was opened in his chest, which was full of filth.

   "Fist?"

   Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes:

   "It's a bit like the Qian family's iron fist."

  Miao Kun is able to sit firmly in the position of the guardian of the Tianhu Gang, so his strength is naturally not weak. Although he has no hope of black iron, he is a top tenth-rank strongman.

  The striker seemed to have blasted through his flesh with just one move.

  Black iron!

   I am afraid that only black iron masters can achieve this level.

  The strength of the fist did not dissipate, only one point was hit, 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 the Qian Family Iron Line Fist is one of them.

"but…"

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

   "It's the Qian Family Iron Fist!"

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

  Judging from the wound alone, it really looks like the Qian family's iron fist, but there are subtleties. No one can be sure whether it is true or not.

   And be honest.

  The Qian family had no reason to attack Miao Kun.

   After all, it took so much painstaking effort to get the gambling house settled, and this time to take revenge on Miao Kun, wouldn't all the previous efforts be useless?

  But since Qiu Bowei said so, he must do it.

   It is not clear why the Tianhu gang's guardians cannot die. Someone must take responsibility. The Qian family is undoubtedly the best candidate now.

   "Did Miao Kun look for you in the past few days?"

"No."

   Zhou Jia shook his head:

   "I have been cultivating in my residence, and have never gone out, but there are news from the casino from time to time."

   "Hmph!" Qiu Bowei snorted coldly:

   "You are at ease!"

   He dislikes Zhou Jia very much, and he doesn't hide his dislike.

   Deacon Zou, who was in charge of the gambling house in Xicheng back then, was one of his people, and he paid a lot of filial piety every month, but he was beaten and killed by Zhou Jia on the spot.

  If it weren't for Zhou Jia's background, and since then he has been doing things honestly, he would have exploded long ago.

   Not only Zhou Jia.

  Yuan Xisheng, Shan Muhua, and even people from Mrs. Xing's and Lei Qiu's lineage, he inexplicably disliked them, and felt conflicted in his heart.

   "This matter was caused by the casino, and you are responsible."

  Looking at Zhou Jia, Qiu Bowei said coldly:

   "Keep an eye on the Qian family, don't let anyone from the Qian family go out of the city recently, if anyone dares to refuse, just shoot and kill!"

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

"Yes."

   Zhou Jia should be.

  Elder Chen also nodded in response.

  Everyone in the venue understood that no matter whether it was done by the Qian family or not, the Qian family might be doomed!

  The sun is in full bloom.

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

  Outside the gate.

  People from the Tianhu Gang blatantly blocked the street, and drove everyone out by searching for the name of the murderer.

  The long street is empty.

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

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

  His head full of white hair, age spots and wrinkles are all over the face, and a pair of once majestic eyes have become cloudy.

   "Ahem..."

  After coughing a few times, he spoke slowly:

"How to say?"

   "We are negotiating." As the head of the Qian family and the fourth son of the old man, Qian Wen took over the family affairs as early as more than ten years ago.

  But over the years, they have never encountered such a dangerous moment involving the survival of the family.

   His face turned pale.

   "We killed Miao Kun because of the Tianhu gang's death. The city lord has not replied yet. Chairman Zhao only said that we can rest assured and wait for the news."

   "At ease?" Mr. Qian raised his head, his voice was slow, with a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world:

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

"Ah…"

   "I'm still old after all. If I'm a few years younger, how dare they fight to the death and bully our Qian family without anyone?"

   "Plop!"

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

   "The children are incompetent!"

   "Get up." Mr. Qian shook his head:

   "Who can guarantee that the family will produce black iron from generation to generation. Here, there is no family with a thousand years, and the Tianhu Gang is only a few decades old."

   "Win the king and lose the bandits, the strong are respected. It has always been like this. With the way the Black Tiger Gang behaves today, it will definitely end badly!"

   Having said that, no one will be reconciled when it falls on their own head.

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

  After thinking for a while, Mr. Qian said:

   "After all, our Qian family has contributed a lot to the aristocratic family alliance. The one surnamed Zhao will not ignore it, otherwise it will definitely make others feel cold."

   "You continue to contact, no matter how much it costs, let him drag the Tianhu Gang."

"Yes!"

  Qian Wen should be:

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

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

"rest assured."

  Mr. Qian lowered his eyebrows:

   "Stone City, the Tianhu Gang is not the only one."

  Qian Wen raised his head, as if thinking of something, his eyes flickered back and forth.

   night.

  No stars, no moon, pitch black.

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

  Mr. Qian, who was still sitting in the Qian Mansion during the day, has already appeared in the house this time.

   "Senior beat Qin!"

  Qin Wuying in Tianshui Village stretched out his hand to help Mr. Qian up, sighing again and again:

   "When you were famous all over the world, Qin was still a nobody. At that time, he wanted to climb high, but he couldn't get high."

   "Now, how come this situation?"

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

   "Master Qin, I don't treat you as an outsider, so I'll just say it straight." Old Master Qian's voice was dull:

   "Please also ask Tianshui Village to save the Qian family. From then on, the Qian family will have 131 people, and only Hall Master Qin will follow!"

   "Why did you say that?" Qin Wuying looked terrified:

   "The Qian family is a rich and wealthy family in the city. Although they have encountered some small twists and turns today, it should not be difficult. Tianhu gang is so ruthless?"

   Said, shaking his head again and again:

   "Too much deceit!"

   "Yes." Old Master Qian nodded slowly:

   "People, we didn't kill them. Just based on their words, they will destroy my Qian family, but there is no one to help them in the city. It is really chilling."

   "Indeed." Qin Wuying looked serious:

   "Senior, please don't worry, this matter is incumbent upon Qin!"

   "Just..."

  He paused and said:

   "Qin also wants to help, but the Tianhu Gang is powerful after all. If Qin alone, it is just an extra life."

   "But Tianshui Village has to take action..."

   "The teacher is born without a name!"

   As he spoke, he took a deep look at Mr. Qian.

  Grandpa Qian has lived such an old age, he has already matured, so how can he fail to recognize the voice in the other party's words, 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 gang are in the same situation. If the Qian family wants to join us, all they need is a vote."

   "Senior, please don't worry, as long as the Qian family is interested, this matter will be settled in Tianshui Village!"

  This matter, for Tianshui Village, has no harm at all.

   Save the money family.

  It can increase one's own power, and can also make a good impression in the family alliance. As for offending the Tianhu Gang, the two parties already have many disputes.

  Adding such a one will have no effect.

   On the contrary, some time ago, the Tianhu Gang found evidence that the Tianshui Village had fornicated the mermaids, and they joined the City Lord's Mansion, directly destroying a large part of the Tianshui Village.

  For this enmity, the village owner Lin Wuduan has always wanted to get back this place.

   "Vote certificate..."

  Grandpa Qian was thoughtful, and nodded slowly after a long time:

"it is good!"

  If the Qian family wants someone to help, they will not give something. After this encounter, it is impossible to sway between the two forces.

   "Hallmaster Qin."

  Looking at Qin Wuying, Mr. Qian finally spoke:

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

   "Didn't you do it, senior?" Qin Wuying was stunned, and then waved his hand:

   "It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter who did it now?"

"good."

  Old Master Qian lowered his head, his voice was low and gradually inaudible:

   "Who did it, and what difference?"

  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, it's nothing more than relying on his old man in front of me, but he still suspects that I killed Miao Kun."

"but…"

   "Who the **** did it?"

   Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it.

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

   "Hope, don't let me down!"

   Taking another deep look at where the Qian family was, Qin Wuying returned with a flick of his sleeves.

  In order to prevent outsiders from climbing the walls, most people in the city will plant grass, vines and flowers with spikes on the walls.

   "Shua!"

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

  The slender and sharp persistence held up the ghostly figure without bending at all, and the figure stood firmly on it.

   "Old Qian."

  Chen Cun spoke slowly:

   "It's late at night, and the wind and cold are very strong. You are already so old. If you go out so late, I'm afraid your health will not be able to bear it."

  "Elder Chen." Mr. Qian appeared in the alleyway with a snake-headed stick in his hand, and looked up at Chen Cun:

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

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

   "The murderer hasn't been identified yet. When the murderer is found out, the Qian family will be cleared. Of course, if it is really the Qian family's hands, it will be a different story."

"Hey!"

  Master Qian sighed softly:

   "You should be clear that the death of Protector Miao was definitely not the work of the Qian family. The old man is already old, so how can he easily kill Protector Miao?"

  The rest of the Qian family are theoretically not Miao Kun's opponents.

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

   "Elder Qian led me here, but my body is not weak at all, it should not be reduced from previous years."

   "Really can't take a step back?"

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

   There was silence in the field.

  Grandpa Qian raised his snake-headed stick expressionlessly:

   "Although the old man is no longer useful, he still wants to see Elder Chen's invisible sword. Please teach me a thing or two today."

"Oh!"

  Chen Cun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the old guy opposite really planned to do something to him.

"it is good!"

   "Old Qian please advise!"

  With a low howl, his figure suddenly disappeared from the wall, and the sword energy whizzed over, but there was no flash of sword light.

  Compared to Chen Ying's invisible sword, Elder Chen's swordsmanship is considered superb, invisible and invisible.

   "Well done!"

  Master Qian hummed, his stooped body straightened suddenly, like an enraged beast, a ferocious force emerged from himself.

  But in the view of Elder Chen, although the other party is imposing, he is suspected of being strong on the outside and doing nothing on the inside.

  'This old guy is dead! '

'Um? '

  'He knows he can't do it, but he is still sure to lead here, what is his plan? '

  Muttering in his heart, Chen Cun didn't dare to go all out, his eyes flickered when he drew his sword, guarding against possible sudden attacks.

   "Chen Cun is gone!"

in the dark.

  Qian Wen walked out slowly, watched the two figures move away one by one, then waved lightly, and attracted a few people:

   "Remember, only look for those few people, don't touch other people, safety is the top priority, if it really doesn't work, retreat to the place I said."

"Yes!"

   Several people should be, looking at the list in their hands.

in.

   Zhou Jia's name is impressively on it.

  (end of this chapter)

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