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109 Who is Zhang San, I am Zhang San

Qinglong Club.

It is unclear when it appeared, but it has been recognized as the most mysterious and terrifying organization in the world for hundreds of years. It is rumored that there are a total of 365 branches, which corresponds to the 300 branches in a year.

For sixty-five days, they spread all over the rivers and lakes; there were also twelve halls, which formed the twelve evil spirits of Qinglong, and there were countless gangs under them, each performing their own duties and hiding in various places in the rivers and lakes, and no one knew about it.

Just this is enough to make people lose their minds.

Because these hidden people are most likely to be your close ones, your neighbors, or your enemies. The people you get along with day and night may be smiling at you one moment, but may be cold to you the next.

The sword of ice pierces your heart.

This is also the reason why the "Qinglong Society" dominates the world and scares people in the martial arts world. Everyone is afraid of death and no one wants to die. Over the years, no one knows how many people want to get rid of this malignant tumor.

But every time I think I'm done, I end up completely defeated in the blink of an eye.

People say that rivers and lakes are also divided into light and dark. In the bright rivers and lakes, swords, swords, shadows, grievances and hatreds, many things are on the bright side, which can be seen and heard clearly. But in the dark rivers and lakes, it is the Qinglong Society; it is very similar.

A person's shadow can never be seen without sunlight.

As long as they want to kill you, if they can kill you secretly, they will never let it happen openly. If they can poison you, they will never use a knife or a sword. They just want to kill you, and it doesn't matter what method they use to kill you.

It's easiest, that's what they want.

In the past few years, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, with only a few dozen figures, has become famous all over the world. He has defeated countless enemies with his sword. He has rarely failed in battles with masters from various sects. He is arrogant and arrogant, and he vows to eliminate the "Qinglong Sect".

"Will"; as a result, just after coming down the mountain, within three days, the body was found on the soft couch in the brothel. He was naked and the sword was not drawn out. He was still having an erotic dream when he died.

And above this layer, there is the most mysterious Qinglong boss.

No one knows who he is, whether he is male or female, old or young, not even the various hall leaders and helmsmen of the "Qinglong Club". It is rumored that this person has extremely high martial arts, but he has a fierce reputation.

He was impressive, but no one had ever seen him take action.

Because, when powerful people want to kill people, they don’t need to take action themselves. In recent years, the "Blue Dragon Society" has wanted to kill everyone without exception. This is an extremely terrifying thing in itself, and it is the simplest thing in the world.

Is there any simpler way to kill someone than not having to do it yourself?



The night is deep, the stars and moon are all hidden, the clouds are dark and the wind is high.

The manager of Fengyun Inn is the middle-aged scribe in blue robe from before. This man's surname is Gongsun, and his single name is Jing. He is known for his unique skills with hidden weapons and is unparalleled north of the Yangtze River.

It was dark and windy outside, but the lights were brightly lit inside the inn.

He sat in front of a low table, poured himself a drink, and from time to time recited a line or two of poetry in a leisurely manner.

His right ear suddenly seemed to tremble. Gongsun Jing had already smiled and greeted a banyan tree that was half exposed outside the far wall, "Since Gang Leader Miao is here, why don't you come out and talk for a while? I've prepared some fine wine. Let's have a few drinks together."

Not happy?"

Naturally, he was not talking to the tree. There was someone on the tree. A tree covered with thick shade suddenly swayed, and there were bursts of strange laughter like night owls in the courtyard. As soon as the laughter started, a person fell in the courtyard.

, there is no sound underfoot.

This man is tall, with red hair and a wide mouth, a lion's nose and protruding teeth. There are three gold rings hanging from the earlobe of his right ear. The man has fallen down, and the gold rings are still making a clanging sound. It is not anyone else, but it is the person who was hit this time.

Invited, Hedong Chifa, the leader of the "Chifa Gang" and the "Fire God" Miao Shaotian.

His hair was red, and his face seemed to be blushing under the firelight. His eyes reflected the flames jumping up and down. He stared at the middle-aged scribe in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, are you the Master Gongsun of the Qinglong Club?"

The middle-aged scribe raised his body and clasped his fists, saying, "Exactly."

Miao Shaotian's unique hoarse laughter suddenly returned. The louder he laughed, the shriller his voice became. "He is indeed the number one figure in the Qinglong Club. What a brilliant move."

Before the polite words were finished, under the shadow of a corner, a flash of bright sword light suddenly appeared, like a sudden flash, it turned into a white arc like a crescent moon; look again, the sword has arrived in the courtyard. No matter how fast the sword is, it still depends on the knife.

The person who uses the sword is carrying the sword.

A sharp knife without a sheath,

Insert it on his red belt.

The green cloth arrow jacket, the green handkerchief that wraps the head, the belt cloth is redder than Miao Shaotian's hair, and the red silk sword jacket flying in the night wind is like fire at the moment.

Taihang Zhao Yidao.

"The face of Gang Leader Miao seems to be not very good!"

Zhao Yidao smiled as soon as he came.

"I heard that the Nine Red-haired Monsters encountered a tough situation?"

"hehe!"

Miao Shaotian glared, and the night owl-like laughter sounded again, but it was a bit more chilling. He said with a smile, "Lao Jiu was blinded by someone, his tongue was cut out, and he was ruined."

Face!"

Zhao Yidao said calmly, "I heard that he is also a businessman!"

"Da da da--"

At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly appeared outside the wall, and it seemed to come very leisurely, very slowly, but no matter how slow it is, it will arrive in time.

"Wow!"

But I saw the lamp on the corner of the table suddenly swaying violently, the fallen leaves rustling, the sound of horse hooves stopped, and there were two more people on the wall. The one on the left looked dull and silent, and the one on the right was hanging down.

His eyelids were like water, and his eyes swept over the three people in the courtyard with interest.

"Offended, offended, it's too late!"

It was Su Qing who came.

"White Horse Zhang San?"

What Miao Shaotian was looking at was the man with a dull face. One was east of the river and the other was west of the river. They were fishing for food on the same road. They had had many interactions with each other. At this moment, he didn't expect the arrogant little Zhang San.

, how could he look like a servant now, following behind the green robe man?

Bai Ma Zhang San had no expression on his face and his tone was stiff.

"Master Miao admitted the wrong person. I am the Vajra Warrior, and he is White Horse Zhang San!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, with extremely strange expressions. Some were surprised, some were suspicious, and some squinted to take a closer look. They were looking at the man in green. At this glance, their expressions changed again.

White Horse Zhang San is already recognized as handsome in the world, but standing next to this person is like a fairy flower with a dog's tail grass planted next to it.

It's Su Qing.

He smiled and said, "White Horse Zhang San has met you all!"

"Hehe, I really opened my eyes. It's not uncommon for people to tell lies with their eyes open. But this is the first time I, Miao Shaotian, have seen such a shameless self-deception like you!" Miao Shaotian's eyes were cold and he couldn't help but smile.

stop.

Gongsun Jing also frowned, his sharp eyes falling on Su Qing's face. The two looked at each other for a moment, and he said lightly, "I advise you not to joke!"

Su Qing put her hands in her sleeves with a funny look on her face. "You are really weird. Is there anything special about the white horse Zhang San? Oh, by the way, the white horse. My horse is tied outside. It's very white. Do you need to hold it?

Come in and take a look?"

Zhao Yidao glanced at him coldly. "According to your wishes, if I have a white horse, I can also be the white horse Zhang San!"

Su Qingri nodded thoughtfully, then pursed his lips and smiled. "It's okay. Don't say it's White Horse Zhang San. If you want, you can also say that you are the boss of Qinglong, and no one will stop you!"

As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Jing's face turned a little blue and white, as if he was frightened by a certain name. He stared at a pair of miserable blue eyes and said word by word, "This joke is not funny at all!"

"You have such a sharp mouth, so I want to stop you!"

Zhao Yidao's expression changed and he said coldly.

"I want to stop you too!"

Miao Shaotian also glared at him and said harshly.

What they care about is not White Horse Zhang San, but what's inside. One less person means one less person to fight for. Su Qing's sudden appearance naturally provokes tit-for-tat.

Su Qing said, "You two like to stop people so much. I guess no one will come again, right?"

Miao Shaotian smiled ferociously and said, "What a pity, I didn't stop you!"

Zhao Yidao said calmly, "I don't stop people. I just like to treat illnesses and treat headaches for others. Three friends from Twelve Link Wound, Yangtze River Waterway and Chenzhou Yanjiaquan suddenly got a strange disease on the way and had a splitting headache. So,

I treated them!"

Su Qing said "Oh" and asked curiously, "Is it cured?"

Zhao Yidao looked a little strange. "If your head falls off, it won't hurt anymore!"

Su Qing looked at White Horse Zhang San with interest and asked, "Can I also treat people's illnesses?"

Bai Ma Zhang San's cheeks trembled.

"Yes, the people in Wanzhu Villa and Qixing Feiyu Pond couldn't sleep at first, but now they are all asleep!"

Su Qing nodded, and slowly took off his sleeves with both hands. Gongsun Jing's face suddenly changed again, as if he could change his face, turning green and white for a while. He looked at Su Qing's left hand slowly withdrawing from the sleeves.

, as if he was remembering something fiercely, his voice was a little astringent.

"The palm print on the wall is yours?"

"Yes or no, you will know if you try it!"

Miao Shaotian seemed to have been patient for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly got angry. The three golden rings on his ears were picked up by him at some point. While Gongsun Jing was asking questions, the three golden lights were thrown out of his hands with a "whimper".

, like three scurrying golden snakes, biting at Su Qing from three different directions.

"If you can catch it, you will be White Horse Zhang San!"

Taihang Zhao Yidao also sneered and took action. The bright steel knife on his waist suddenly flew up, and the bright light of the knife flew toward Su Qing's neck like an arrow.

But at this time.

"stop!"

Suddenly a loud shout was heard.
Chapter completed!
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