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Chapter 43 A gentle knife

ps: Thanks to the leader of the mysterious world, for the reward of the time that has fallen

Li Zhichang decided to respond to changes in the same way, smiled faintly, and said, "I still don't want to care about this case." [23[w]x"

Gongsun Lan said, "Okay, just forget it if you don't care, then I'll leave, goodbye." After that, she really turned around, and the graceful curves were clearly visible in Li Zhichang's eyes. She really didn't stop walking out from outside. She really left as she said she could leave.

Li Zhichang watched Gongsun Lan disappear outside the door. He stood in the yard and thought silently, but he didn't find anything wrong. But the other party was definitely not a person who gave up halfway, and he just wanted to tease Gongsun Lan. The other party walked so simply, which made him feel something was wrong. However, he couldn't figure out exactly where the wrong was. Fortunately, he always put the things he couldn't figure out, and maybe he would figure it out one day.

Li Zhichang walked out of the gate lazily. He had long remembered the map of the capital. He also ate breakfast outside, turned left and right, and finally arrived at Liushemen at noon.

The orthodox six gates are collectively known as the Three Laws and Offices, referring to the Ministry of Justice, Dali Temple and the Censorate. Naturally, people in these places cannot be mastered by people from the gangsters. All of them are from the 2nd, 3rd, and 2nd, and second only to the sirens of the Hanlin Academy.

The Six Gates that Li Zhichang wanted was a secret organization that integrates martial arts masters, spies, constables and killers. Because of the secret nature of this organization, and because the headquarters hall is one after another facing north and south, with doors facing south and west, there are six doors on each side, so it is called "Six Gates". The members of the organization are also called "Six Gates" because of the secret operation. Because this organization has strange actions and fierce means, they specialize in handling major cases. The majesty and terror of the Six Gates are widely circulated among the people. Over the long time, everyone knows the Six Gates in the world, and everyone knows it. Although Jin Jiuling is not old, he was the head of this secret organization when he was nineteen years old. After more than ten years, it is not all his disciples, but others are also people close to him. It can be said that although he has resigned, his words, actions, and actions can affect the major decisions of the Six Gates.

Over the past ten years, Jin Jiuling's power was mixed, so although he was not going to resign, the emperor wanted to move him away from this position. Wei Ziyun had been in the officialdom for a long time and naturally knew the depth of the water, so he was beaten to death and was unwilling to wade into this muddy water. The emperor ordered Li Zhichang to come here, so he naturally valued him as a representative figure of Qingyilou, a newly rising force in the world. He had nothing to do with big names such as Shaolin Wudang, or other underworld forces, but had conflicts of interests. He was about to use Li Zhichang to muddle the water.

Li Zhichang had long known that Jin Jiuling would commit a heinous case. Therefore, the emperor agreed to the order and could justify the investigation of the embroidery thief's case and thus gain Jin Jiuling's wealth. It is hard for everyone in the world to think that Li Zhichang knew that Jin Jiuling would commit a case before Jin Jiuling committed the case. This is also Li Zhichang's advantage in these worlds.

Lu Xiaofeng is right. Li Zhichang is not as smart as Lu Xiaofeng in any case, but Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know that Li Zhichang has the advantage of being foresighted in this world. When others are still puzzled by a mystery, he has long known the ins and outs of it, which has also led to Li Zhichang being quite bored about the things he has experienced in several worlds.

When he entered the hall of Liushemen, Li Zhichang saw several people, and there was a lewd cry inside. A monk on the left was holding a beautiful girl. The monk was bare chest and exposed his breasts. The girl was Fangling and constantly struggling on his strong chest, but the monk just refused to let go and let the girl roll in his arms like a kitten. The monk didn't care at all about other people present, and he actually wanted to pronounce lust in the daytime. If Li Zhichang hadn't known that this was indeed the headquarters of Liushemen, he would have thought he had been to the bandits' den.

At the same time, on the right is a boy who looks like sixteen or seventeen years old. The boy's skin is very white and he is sharpening the knife. A five-foot-long scimitar is repeatedly polished on the whetstone. It is white and shiny. Such a sharp knife will definitely not cause pain to others when killing people.

In the middle of the lobby is a table, a table writing copywriting, and the table is filled with mountains of desk clans. A man in green is flipping through page by page. He is not very fast to look at the desk clan, but the paper of the desk clan is slowly decreasing at a constant speed in front of him.

The three of them turned a blind eye to Li Zhichang coming in and turned a blind eye to him, and did whatever he should do.

Li Zhichang said softly: "Hello everyone, I am your new head."

The three of them didn't say anything and continued to ignore him.

Li Zhichang was not upset, but continued to speak in a calm tone: "I am not here to get involved with you, but to inform you that you will be under my control in the future."

Speaking of this, the monk Hua put the girl on his body aside, and the girl didn't bother him. He smiled and said, "Jin Jiuling can't even care about us, who are you?" He smiled, like Maitreya Buddha, but the words he said were like steel smashed out, cold and scary.

Li Zhichang sighed and said, "Even if I am a green onion, you still have to listen to me. Wouldn't you scold yourself in this way?"

The monk smiled, laughing even brighter, and said, "What if this onion is gone?" He suddenly rushed towards Li Zhichang. His pounce was very particular, as if he had watched a big tree. As soon as he rushed over, the wind would sweep away the clouds, which could crush Li Zhichang.

The monk's speed is not fast, and it can change at any time because it is not fast. Moreover, if Li Zhichang avoids it, his natural momentum will not be invincible, and it will be difficult for others here to convince.

Li Zhichang's hand was still in his sleeves, and he sighed and said, "If I were you, I would never be the first bird." While Li Zhichang was speaking, he brushed his sleeves. This is the skill of the world in his sleeves, with the sleeves covering the sky and bringing a strong wind.

The monk said in the cold voice: "Okay."

He made his hands like scissors and wanted to cut off Li Zhichang's sleeves. At this time, his arms were exposed, and it turned out to be golden. It is conceivable that his hands must have mastered a very powerful skill.

But even the universe in his sleeves can cover it. Even Optimus Prime is useless even if his hands are Optimus Prime, let alone his hands are not Optimus Prime.

When the monk cut it, he was in vain. However, before he could see Li Zhichang's face clearly, he saw a large dark cloud on his head, covering his bare head.

He knew that the other party's sleeve contained extremely powerful internal strength. When he smashed it, even if he practiced the iron-headed qigong, he would definitely not feel good. So in a hurry, he raised his hands, looking like a pillar of support, with his hands golden, and pressing against the smashed sleeve. At this time, he and the other party's strength were stirred up with each other, and he felt that the other party's power was suppressed like a mountain of Tai. He was smashed to the point of being deaf and blind.

Soon the floor tiles under his feet cracked, and he used the method of taking root to leverage Li Zhichang's strength to vent. How could the floor tiles withstand this great force? At the same time, his upper body was not well-dressed, and he shook it and exposed his upper body naked. At the same time, his legs were sinking inch by inch down.

Even though he was quite extraordinary in hard qigong, he was still dizzy and could not help himself and made a muffled sound. Finally, Li Zhichang stopped, and at this time he was already in deep feet and had no strength to speak, so he couldn't say a word.

Li Zhichang said softly: "Are you convinced?"

The monk nodded weakly, but at the same time a gentle voice came from the right, the sound was very nice and soft, "I don't accept it."

Li Zhichang saw that the young man who sharpened his knife did not sharpen the knife anymore. The young man did not sharpen the knife because he was ready to use the knife. Once he took action, he would either hurt others or himself. It was Li Zhichang who would hurt him as he looked.

Li Zhichang said: "Why don't you accept it? You are not afraid of being disobedient like him."

There was no expression on the boy's face, like an iceberg, but his voice was still very soft, at least not cold. He said, "If you win my knife, I will naturally listen to you."

Li Zhichang said: "A teenager like you shouldn't experience failure, so why bother challenging me?"

The boy still looked cold and expressionless, but said in a soft voice: "My name is Xiaobai, I hope you don't die under my knife." I don't know if he would report his name every time he used a knife, but Li Zhichang knew that this boy would report his name every time he used a knife, and he also used such a gentle tone, no matter whether the other party was a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly, he would do it.

Li Zhichang had known that in addition to Jin Jiuling, there were three other people in the Six Gate. One was the monk just now. It is said that he was the descendant of the lineage of Lu Zhishen in Hua Monk. He was extremely powerful and had a strong Qigong. Only Jiang Chongwei in the world was better than him. Although this monk Hua was named Kong Yuan, he was still very lustful even after entering Liu Shuling to do things. Even if the person who was a hard qigong was not a boy, he had to keep an eye on the essence. However, when he passed by the flowers, he could still practice powerful Qigong. He was naturally really good. If he had not met Li Zhichang, ordinary martial arts masters would be far from his opponent.

Now the person in front of Li Zhichang is called Xiaobai. He always speaks in a gentle tone. It is said that he is naturally paralyzed and has a deformed throat, which leads to this appearance. There are many great thieves who have died at his hands in the past or two years. Because he will be killed before he takes out the knife, his tone is gentle, so the nickname is "Gentle One Knife".
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