"Mulin Mansion's accent is much more difficult to speak than Qingzhou."

Xiao Wu looked around and listened to the communication between pedestrians, and was a little overwhelmed and couldn't understand.

Naturally, Yang Yu did not have this burden.

In order to practice martial arts, he learned a lot of local slang, and naturally he understood the accent of Mulin Mansion.

After casually finding a place in the inn, they settled down a little, and then went up to the second floor, ordered a table of wine and food, and feasted.

"Mulin Mansion..."

Looking through the window, the traffic flowed on the streets and the crowds were buzzing. Yang Yu whispered in his heart, but his eyes looked at the corner of the street.

A sneaky man looked around and left quietly.

"The four people can't underestimate it."

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly, knowing that he was being targeted, but he didn't care much, and he was even eager to try.

He has no time for more than a month.

...

...

"Huang Piao horse, old carriage, Qingzhou accent..."

The man with a sling-eyed star carefully looked at the restaurant behind him, and ordered his companions to continue stalking. He twisted his body and rushed into the crowd.

He had a good martial arts foundation and was very fast among the crowd. Not long after, he had bypassed several streets and went to another restaurant.

More than ten people have sat down on the private room on the sixth floor, and the momentum is solid.

Some people were turning their wine glasses, some were constantly cupping and chopsticks, some were holding dry tobacco in their mouths, and some were sitting upright, waiting for something.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke the congested atmosphere.

At the top, the old man with a solid body and a scar on his face condensed his eyes, and the man with a horn-eyed eyes had already entered the private room.

"Gangmaster, that captain, has entered the city! At this moment, he is in the 'Welcome Building', with a cold accent in Qingzhou, and a groom with a martial arts skills. Yes, it's him!"

The man with a horn-eyed look saluted respectfully:

"Beheading knife, Yang Yu!"

call!

In the private room, everyone took action.

"The head captain of the Six Gate Bronze Shredder, the beheading sword of Yang Yu. Hehe, it's such a big name!"

The old man who was kneading a pair of iron eggs sneered and looked at the old man with scar on the upper head:

"Gangmaster, when will you take action? As long as you give the order, you won't be able to put his head in front of the desk for an hour!"

"Yan Laosan, are you going?"

A long bearded middle-aged man sneered: "According to our information, Yuchi Long, Sima Yang, and Qin brothers were all in his hands. How are you better than them?"

"Luo Laoqi!"

When Yan Laosan heard this, he snorted coldly:

"You can't beat that Yuchi Long, do you think we can't beat him? You can't even win a Heishan County. Such a person with a reputation is considered a master?"

"you!"

"Enough!"

The old man with scar slapped the table heavily.

His name is "Han Jing", the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, and his "Splitting Sea Palm" is famous for Mulin. He has a great reputation in Qingzhou.

As his cold eyes swept over, everyone shut their mouths, and the noisy two people sat down and dared not speak.

"If this man didn't have a few tricks, how dare he come to Mulin Mansion? I heard that this kid's target is the leader of the seventh palace of Liansheng Sect, 'Qi Longsheng'!"

Han Jing looked gloomy:

"If it's easy, you might as well sell their favors. If it's a thrust, we don't need to pay attention to those companies!"

As he said that, another spy walked in outside the box.

Han Jing glanced coldly, and the spy immediately trembled and knelt down, unable to ask, and had already bowed to respond:

"Gangmaster, that beheading knife, went to Qiufeng Tower..."

The whole seat was silent, and everyone looked at each other:
Chapter completed!