It was raining for several days in a row, with rain pouring, and many low-lying places were flooded.

Today, the rain finally stopped gradually, and at dusk, the sky was drizzling.

Xingfuchang, the lights are bright, as lively and noisy as ever.

This is the base camp of the Evil Wolf Gang, a large house that goes in and out of three places. One courtyard is a gambling file, the other courtyard is an opium restaurant, and the back is the residence of the gang leader Song Laoke. There is a small hall in the middle, which is specially used for cashiers to collect money.

In Shencheng, the Evil Wolf Gang is a small character. There is a street and two alleys within the sphere of influence. Xingfuchang is doing gambling and drug business, which is a place where people eat and don’t spit bones. I don’t know how many people divorce their wives and children for this, and even their families are broken.

In the small hall, Mr. Song crossed his legs, held a cigarette pipe in his hand, put it in his mouth from time to time, and then slowly spit out the smoke rings, which was very comfortable. Not far away was placed a large wooden table, with an account book stacked on the table, and handfuls of fragmented paper banknotes, as well as a lot of copper plates, silver dollars, etc. Two people in long gowns were fiddling the abacus and calculating the number.

A short-shirted gang member walked in: "Gangmaster, Liu Afu from Xingyang Lane can't pay the money."

Mr. Song asked: "How much does he owe?"

"Li Gongli, there are already five silver dollars."

Song Laokuo suddenly glared: "What are you waiting for? Don't he have a twelve-year-old daughter? If he has no money to pay it back, he will pay the bill with his daughter. He caught the person and sold it directly to Zuichun Tower."

The gang members grinned: "Gangmaster, should you send his daughter to you first and be fucked?

Mr. Song raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you know? Only the rules of Zuichun Tower can be sold at a price. Besides, the thin and lonely yellow-haired girl can't touch two taels of meat, and I'm not interested at all. Please stop talking, go and do it quickly."

“Yes yes.”

The gang members responded repeatedly and retreated.

Listening to the sound of rain outside, the rain was falling again, Song Laokui asked impatiently: "Have you settled the accounts today?"

"It's almost..."

A man in a long gown quickly answered.

"Hurry up, I'm going back to the house."

Downtown!

Another gang trotted in and said excitedly: "Boss, I found that little slut."

Mr. Song asked: "Which one?"

"It's from the Tiger Roar Hall."

Upon hearing this, Song Laoke became energetic: "Where is he?"

The gang members replied: "It's not far outside, sheltering from the rain under the eaves of a family."

Mr. Song asked: "What is he doing there?"

The gang members shook their heads and said, "Maybe they were out to buy things. It was raining heavily, so avoid it. Boss, this is an opportunity."

Thinking of the wounds he suffered in the Hu Xiao Pavilion that day and his damaged face, Old Song's eyes flashed with resentment and shouted, "Call Acai and Rotten Pi in."

Soon, the two arrived, two cruel and ruthless young men, powerful thugs from the Wolf Gang, with several lives on their hands, and a complete desperation.

Mr. Song looked at them and ordered, "Acai, you are so angry, that little bastard has never seen you. You will go out in a while and pretend to be sheltering from the rain. When you are hit, you will give him a knife."

A Cai asked: "Do you want to die or live?"

Song Laoke spat: "Nonsense, it must be dead. I did it, and then transported the body away with Rotten Pi and threw it to Huangsong River. In this way, even if the two old men in the Tiger Roar Hall were suspicious, there would be no evidence."

Rotten asked: "Boss, will this little bastard learn martial arts when he entered the Tiger Roar Hall? I heard that two brothers in the gang were injured by him last time."

Song Laokuo glared: "Last time it was an accident. How long has he been in the martial arts hall? What kind of bullshit skills can he learn in this little time? As long as A Cai approaches, he stabs it with a knife, even the master will capsize in the gutter."

A Cai smiled and said, "Don't worry, boss, I'm familiar with this, so I'll leave it to me." He is not a trainer, but his hands are ruthless and accurate.

Song Laoma waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, so that he won't run away. This little bastard entered the Tiger Roar Hall to learn martial arts, and he was quite adaptable. We can't do anything to Wu Laogui and the others for the time being, but they lost their disciples and broke the Tiger Roar Hall's roots. They couldn't hold on soon. Humph, this martial arts hall is located on our land, it's simply a thorn in our eyes, which makes people feel uncomfortable."

After a while, he said, "After you finish your business, you will be able to take three oceans and two rotten leather collars."

There was a brave man under the heavy reward, and the two of them hurried out to do their business happily.

The twilight was deeper and the rain was heavier. It was vast and I couldn’t see clearly in the distance. There were no pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops on both sides were closed.

At the door and windows of a house where doors and windows were closed, Tang Ye stood there. He was wearing a felt hat and carrying a bag of things in his hand. When the wind blew, the person couldn't help but shrink his neck, as if he was a little chilled.

Tattata!

A sound of wading water sounded, someone was running on the street, and then a cat got under the eaves.

He was a thin young man with a thin face. His clothes were mostly wet, and his hair was covered in water. He dripped and dripping. He patted the rain on his body and cursed: "This ghost weather was still light rain just now, so why did it suddenly get heavy?"

Tang Ye looked at him and then gave in to him.

The young man looked over and pretended not to care, put his hands in his sleeves, murmured: "When will the rain stop? I'm so annoying..."

His body had already been rushed to Tang Ye.

Under the eaves at the door, the two of them quickly got very close to each other. The young man suddenly made a move, holding a dagger more than half a foot long in his hand, and stabbed Tang Ye directly into his waist.

It was so close that it suddenly started to attack, and there was no time to be prepared.

A grim smile had already appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth...

But the next moment, the grim smile turned into astonishment. His wrist was grabbed by one hand, and he was grabbed tightly. Seeing that the sharp tip of the knife was less than one centimeter from Tang Ye's waist, he stopped there and could not move.

What a big hand strength!

The young man saw the childish and beautiful face under the felt hat, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, as if they could illuminate the hearts of a person, which made people feel inexplicably nervous.

"This little bastard actually really learned kung fu..."

At the first moment, this thought flashed through the young man's mind. Then he had to open his mouth and send a signal to his companions - in the established plan, he should stab Tang Ye to death, and then take his body to meet with his companions who were ambushing not far away, and then go to Huangsong River to sink the corpse. But now there are variables and we must call for help loudly.

The young man was about to shout, but his throat was pinched by one hand, and his hand seemed to be a powerful iron pliers, while he was like a duck that had been pinched to his throat.

Click...

Something seemed to be broken.

In an instant, the young man lost all his strength, his eyes wide open, and his face full of disbelief.

"Bloody 3!"

The prompt sound of vicissitudes, without any emotional fluctuations.

so much?

Tang Ye was a little surprised.

The last time they were injured, they were 1 in blood, but this time it was 3 o'clock.

So, is it because of the direct killing? Or is it because this person has done many evil deeds, so the reward is more generous?

This matter still needs to be verified, but there is no need to hurry, there are many opportunities next.

Tang Ye felt that his blood and blood were gradually evaporating, as if he was ignited.

The rain is falling, and the blood is burning.
Chapter completed!