"Master, it's unusual."

Mr. Jiang stood in the center of the courtyard, taking care of his pear blossoms. Spring was in full bloom, and it was a pleasant time. However, things always broke into places where they shouldn't be, disturbing people's leisure. He did not look back.

He just held a palm full of flowers and admired the rain, looked at it carefully and said, "Tell me."

"Chu Xuehai is missing, and Chu Tao hasn't done anything."

"What should he do?"

"Shouldn't the Zhuyu Sword Sect be investigating everywhere? Unless he, Chu Tao, really plans to seek refuge with Jiang Shaoyun."[

Mr. Jiang's clogs clicked on the bluestone floor, making a creaking sound, accompanied by a long and lazy laugh: "He? The father's hatred is irreconcilable, how can he spare Jiang Shaoyun lightly! Even if Chu Xuehai is in Jiang Shaoyun's hands

So what about here?"

"How can I still be calm and calm when my sister is in the hands of others? If the old monster is vicious, wouldn't such a beautiful girl be ruined? Hasn't he always loved his sister the most?"

The clog's voice was still as slow as usual: "Konoha's trick is easy to scare ordinary people. Unfortunately, it was a wrong opportunity. Chu Tao is gaining power, how can he be allowed to be arrogant——"

The buyer continued to retort: ​​"However, Chu Tao is not a sentimental person..." The words were cut off by Mr. Jiang's sudden promotion of his disciple: "But he knew better that if Jiang Shaoyun still expected to cooperate with him, he would not dare to treat Chu Xue

Haixia’s hand is too heavy.”

The commoner suddenly sighed: "What a dangerous game!"

Master Jiang quietly stretched out his hand to the falling flower, and when the remaining petal flowed through his fingers, he suddenly grasped it, and what flowed out was just a piece of powder in the dust. He smiled lightly and said: "How can you know success or failure before the end?" This is

After competing with Chu Tao for many years, this was his favorite sentence.

"Sir, you are brilliant!" The commoner bowed deeply, buried his head in the shadows, and secretly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

A frightened waiter suddenly rushed in outside the door, shouting out of breath: "Master Jiang, this is terrible, Master Jiang!" He didn't take a steady step and stumbled towards the threshold.

Master Jiang looked at his embarrassing face and sighed deeply: "Take it easy, don't look like you were screwed..."

The boy struggled to get up, pressed the bruises on his face, and endured the pain: "I'm really... really beaten..."

"What?" Buyer and Mr. Jiang both cried out in surprise.

"Where?" The cloth man grabbed the boy's collar and asked.

"pier."

"who?"

"Thank you Junhe..."

"Him?" Buyer said in disbelief.

Mr. Jiang smiled: "It would be a good idea to leave the things that Chu Tao himself is unwilling to do to save his face to Lai."

The commoner asked: "Could it be that they have found something?"

Mr. Jiang's eyes swept over him coldly: "What can we find out?" [

The half-sentence in Buyi Ke's mouth was immediately reduced to two words in shock: "What if..."

"So what?"

"Be careful..." The man's back was as arched as a shrimp.

"What does Chu Tao dare to do to me?" Mr. Jiang said, breaking the willow branch in his hand into two: "Go to the dock!"

At the wharf under the black stone cliff, thousands of sails passed by, and the endless flow of cars, horses and people rose and fell before our eyes. There were a lot of gossips in Ningxiang Pavilion, and this place has always been a place where Jianghu people openly and secretly use knives and guns. It should not be underestimated.

Those civilians in simple attire might be some of the unnamed people.

Chivalry, don't underestimate the coolies who load and unload goods. There is immeasurable blood hidden under the short and ugly body. Don't underestimate those accounting gentlemen who are wearing abacus and long robes and looking elegant. Most of them are crazy.

Their vicious debt collection tactics are hidden behind their mean smiles.

Cleaning yourself up at the pier is the smartest thing to do. People going north and south usually deal with each other with nods and fake smiles, but at critical moments they suddenly start to confront each other, completely disregarding the friendship of meeting each other.

Xie Junhe stood quietly by the long river, listening to the sound of the tide crashing on the shore, and held the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Where has the sea of ​​snow been swept by the waves of the rivers and lakes?

Even Chu Tao couldn't find out the news here, so he had the confidence to find out the details?

How dare you not check if twitching the corners of your mouth is considered a forced smile?

It seemed like he had a long dream, one for ten days. Ten days, in this river and lake, is enough to bury a person so that he can't even smell the rotten smell of the corpse. But at this time, Chu Tao withdrew all inquiries for information.

Are you discouraged, Ranger? Some Jianghu people said so. Xie Junhe didn't dare to speculate like this, but he was glad that Chu Tao didn't kill him.

Although I don’t feel too nostalgic about Zhuyu Sword Sect, I don’t want to be kicked out for such a shameful reason.

However, the rest of the journey is his own.

When a mud cow enters the sea, where can it be found?

Looking around in confusion, a sudden idea flashed: There are not many places on the south bank where the Zhuyu Sword Sect can't smell the slightest breath.

As a result, it was as if a ferocious and cruel lion had entered the Jiang family's shop, causing everyone to scream and jump up and down wildly. When this storm violently blew through the shop, they were caught off guard and chaos arose.

There was a "thud", and a body was thrown out, like a winter melon falling to the ground. Before everyone could recover, they heard another "thud", and the burly body that flew out hit the ground with its face vividly. Look.

People on the street were stunned

There were muffled sounds one after another, and the people in the room who were trying to stop him were thrown out of the door before they could say anything. The boy on the floor rubbed the creaking bones all over his body and couldn't sit up for a long time, so he had to remind him with difficulty to come forward and help him.

Several people: "Quick, find Mr. Jiang!"

When the boy who delivered the message rushed away, Xie Junhe had already turned over and entered the accounting room. He dragged the accounting clerk from under the table who was so frightened that he could not even recognize him, and pushed him to the table.

"Big... hero..." The accountant's teeth and tongue were numb and dull.

"Who the hell doesn't care who you are, Mr. Jiang. If you offend me, just come and try my sword!" Xie Junhe looked down at everyone arrogantly, and the chaos was immediately suppressed. "I don't like to talk nonsense, and I don't like to listen.

Nonsense!" The broken sword shone slightly in his hand, causing the whole shop to emit a roar.

He was very satisfied with everyone's cooperation. He raised his lips coldly, pressed the accountant's shoulders heavily and said, "Manager? Will any of your merchant ships leave the port within ten days?"

Mr. Accountant cleared his mind and said with an apologetic smile: "Headmaster Chu has already sent someone to ask questions. Of course he wouldn't dare..." [

"Chu Tao's question was decent and courteous, but it was just a reminder to your master. It will be different when I come here." Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, the good sword was unsheathed, and it was directly placed on the neck of the accountant.

Pressed against the wall.

"My lord..." The accountant's legs couldn't help but trembled so much that he couldn't stand straight.

Xie Junhe ignored it and picked up the account book with still wet ink on the table, flying past the pages. The things in the account book were far more efficient than the lies. Sure enough, he was writing on the page.

I found several familiar names on the Internet, which were linked together into a series of mysterious facts: Three days ago, there was a team

Mr. Jiang's merchant ship has just left the shore. Under the banner of "Feng Lei", it sailed from Heishiya to Bilianzhou and then to Tang Yao in Fenghuoling. It was just a batch of silk business. But who would believe that this was an ordinary silk business?

?Especially because of the Chiang family’s tight-lipped attitude on the matter and the coincidence of the date.

"Wow!" The account book was thrown directly on the face, shattering like leaves in the wind. The accountant's face instantly turned from blue to gray to a mixture of purple and green with embarrassment.

Xie Junhe chuckled: "Tang Yao's business? Great!"
Chapter completed!