Zhao Li stood there, looking at a loss.

I tried to say something several times, but I didn't say it out in the end.

He turned to close his mouth, lowered his head, and his face turned pale a little again.

What Fang Xiu and Meng Kui and others decided was not something that he, a small disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect, could control.

This has nothing to do with anything else, it is just a matter of strength and identity.

"only!"

I stopped talking but stopped.

Meng Kui said, "What are the concerns of Master Fang? Why would you say it out?"

"The concerns are not worthy of it."

Fang Xiu said: "But, the Feiying Hall has been spending a lot recently. Once a head-on conflict with the Haijiao Gang, if there are brothers killed or injured, it is probably a problem to provide for the pension."

I already said so clearly that Meng Kui and Lin Xu were ashamed of their position as the leader of their gang.

"Meng thought it was just a matter of money. Although the Tiger Gang is not a great cause for everyone, it can still help a little bit of effort.

When I return to the gang, I will ask my brother to send it to Master Fang!"

Meng Kui laughed and said indifferently.

In the past, his Tiger Gang was not under the jurisdiction of Feiying Hall, and with his own strength, he did not need to pay the offerings to Feiying Hall.

But today is different from the past. If you want to survive peacefully, you still have to do what you should do.

Meng Kui also understands the choices contained in it.

"Yes, I'm willing to do my best to cut off the woodcutters!"

Lin Yan also said in agreement.

Fang Xiu delayed the vacation and said, "How can this make it cost a lot for Gangmaster Meng and Gangmaster Lin? This is the matter of Feiying Hall."

"Mr. Fang said this too much. This is what our two gangs should do. Master. Fang should not postpone it anymore, otherwise we will be uneasy."

"Well, then Fang has thanked you two on behalf of Feiying Hall!"

Fang Xiu gritted his teeth and accepted it.

If I just looked at the expression, I would think he had encountered something difficult.

He is not very old and has a very cunning life. No wonder he can firmly sit in the position of the leader of the hall in the Feiying Hall.

Meng Kui and Lin Yu looked at each other, and both saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

Before they dealt with Fang Xiu, all their perceptions of Fang Xiu were at a vague level.

But when they really come into contact with each other, they realize that the other party’s methods are no less than some old people.

He has a strong martial arts skills and is backed by the Flying Eagle Gang, a big tree in the sky, and is also deeply aware of the way of dealing with people.

Such a person will definitely shine as long as he does not die in the middle of the journey.

Meng Kui and Lin Xi were both secretly alert.

It may not be a good thing for them to have people like Fang Xiu in Feiying Hall.

The inner activities did not affect the expressions on the faces of the two.

After the matter was finalized, the three of them chatted for a while and then stood up to say goodbye.

"Master Fang, after this matter, I will say goodbye first. There are still some things on the gang that I need to go back and deal with."

Meng Kui and Lin Yu stood up and said goodbye.

Fang Xiu said: "Okay, Fang gave one and two."

"You are welcome to be polite, I will do my own thing, let's say goodbye!"

"Come!"

Fang Xiu shouted and said to the disciple of Feiying Temple who came to hear the sound: "You send me a gift to Gang Meng and Gang Lin for me, don't lose your courtesy."

After saying that, Fang Xiu said to Meng Kui and Lin Xi again: "Gangmaster Meng, Gangmaster Lin, see you later!"

"See you back and say goodbye!"

After Meng Kui and Lin Yu left, only Fang Xiu, who was sitting on the head seat, was left in the hall, and Zhao Li, who was standing there with pale faces.

Fang Xiu took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Do you know me?"

"Recognize, know, the master of Feiying Hall, how could the little one not recognize the little one?"

When Zhao Li heard Fang Xiu's voice, his body trembled unconsciously, and his face was full of force and smile.

But with that pale face, it makes people look weird no matter how you look at it.

"What are you afraid of? Can I eat people?"

Fang Xiu came to Zhao Li, walked around and said slowly.

Zhao Li did not move, swallowed, and said with difficulty: "The Lord Fang is too majestic. The young man was a little too nervous when he first met."

"Yeah?"

“Yes, yes.”

Zhao Li tried hard to calm down, but he still couldn't control his tone.

Suddenly, Zhao Li's body trembled again, and Fang Xiu's palm had already rested on his shoulders at some point.

A faint voice came from my ears: "How much do you know about the murderer about the destruction of the Poison Dragon Gate?"

Zhao Li was stiff and did not dare to turn around. He said with a tough bullet and said, "The little one knows, and they have already said it. At that time, the men in black were all covered with faces. The little one only heard the sect leader say that it was from the Haijiao Gang, and the rest didn't know."

"Then do you really believe that the Haijiao Gang is the murderer?"

Fang Xiu's tone was calm, as if he was saying some ordinary home-cooked words.

The hand that was placed on Zhao Li's shoulder moved unconsciously and approached the other party's neck a little.

Zhao Li did not dare to move around, and his eyes unconsciously swept to the hand on his shoulder, his heart pounding unscrupulously, and he said while swallowing his saliva: "The sect leader said that the other party was from the Haijiao Gang, and the other party must be from the Haijiao Gang. I believe the sect leader would not read it wrong."

"So that's the case. In this case, the murderer is really from the Haijiao Gang."

Fang Xiu said, and withdrew his hand on Zhao Li's shoulder.

In an instant, Zhao Li was moved that his back was soaked with sweat. From Fang Xiu's hand on his shoulder to taking it back, it seemed as terrible as if he had experienced a life-and-death ordeal.

"You seem to be very scared. You just don't be afraid to this extent when you see me simply, right?"

At some point, Fang Xiu sat back in his seat and looked down at Zhao Li, who was soaked in sweat below, and said lightly.

Zhao Li wiped his forehead, looked down and saw that his palms were covered with sweat. He said with a forced smile: "I am timid and can't stand the big scenes, let alone facing a big figure like Master Fang, it's natural to be afraid."

"Tell me, where are you from, how long have you been in the Poison Dragon Gate?"

"The young man is not a native of Liucheng, but he fled to Liucheng and had no money on him. He was caught by the sect leader in hunger. Seeing that the young man had some strength, he put it in the sect and gave the young man a full meal.

It’s been almost four or five years now.”

Zhao Li answered truthfully.

"So, is the Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect still your savior?"

"I am a small life-saving benefactor."

"Then I will destroy the Poison Dragon Gate and kill Chen Jiansheng, do you have any resentment in your heart?"

"yes……"

Zhao Li answered instinctively, and reacted in an instant, looking at Fang Xiu, who was calm and looked pale and ugly.
Chapter completed!