"Well, it's good that Zhongyong has this determination. It is the wish and determination of our beggar gang to punish this boy severely. However, we must not do anything recklessly, otherwise, we will not wait until now and have not taken action. The more cautious we are, the more they will
You will be careless." Quan Guanqing nodded and said, looking very pleased. Wu Zhongyong knew that he had escaped this punishment.
"Master, after he is just a bandit, do we need to be so cautious?" Wu Zhongyong glanced at Quan Guanqing and said, "The disciple promised the master that as long as the disciple finds him, the disciple promises to capture him and bring him to justice.
"
"Haha, if we arrest and bring him to justice, think of yourself as a government agent." Quan Guanqing said with a smile, "Okay, I'm glad that you have this intention to become a teacher. However, you must not act recklessly in dealing with that kid. You must obey everything.
It’s the teacher’s instructions.”
"Yes, Master." Wu Zhongyong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It would be best not to arrest anyone. He paused and asked, "Master, do you know where that kid lives?"
The reason he asked Ma Hanshan where he lived was because he wanted to go back and give Shi Songzhi an explanation. He couldn't have no news at all. Shi Songzhi would think he was incompetent. Once Shi Songzhi thought he was incompetent, he would definitely not keep him by his side. Then the task would be
It cannot be completed.
He stayed with Shi Songzhi not for the mission of the Beggar Clan, and the Beggar Clan had no mission for him, because although he was Quan Guanqing's disciple, he did not join the Beggar Clan.
"What do you want to do? I told you that you are not allowed to act without permission. You must have a plan for everything." Quan Guanqing said seriously.
"Master, this disciple will not act without permission. I just thought that I could send someone to pay attention to his every move." Wu Zhongyong glanced at Quan Guanqing and saw that he was unwilling to give up and continued, "He hurt Shi Songzhi tonight, then
The boy is so angry that he must take revenge. The Shi family is so powerful that all the yamen will give him face. With an order, as long as he is still singing, he will be found. In this case, why don't we sell him a favor? "
Wu Zhongyong was right. If he sells this favor to Shi Songzhi, there will definitely be unexpected returns.
However, the Beggar Gang has never had any contact with the government. Will the gang leader blame him for doing so? Quan Guanqing is a little hesitant.
"Master, the disciple is not a gang member, so even if you cooperate with the government, it will not violate the gang rules. What's more, what we sell is not the government, but the historians." Wu Zhongyong saw that Quan Guanqing had no objection, so he
Then he said, "Master, why do you have to do the hard work yourself when you can use your strength to do something? Let Shi Songzhi deal with that bastard, not only can you save energy, but it can also make it clear why we are not doing it?"
Why do you have to work hard on your own when you can do something with your own strength? Quan Guanqing agrees with this. But other people in the gang may not agree. Elder Man sitting next to him does not agree so much. He thinks that other things are not
You can do it through other people's hands, but you can't let others do it for you when it comes to revenge.
Therefore, he opposed Wuzhong's suggestion and made Wuzhong so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat the old guy.
For ordinary people, revenge means having to do it yourself to feel the pleasure. If you don’t find the pleasure, then what is revenge? Isn’t revenge just about finding that moment of pleasure?
"I object, Captain. Revenge is our own business and we cannot let others do it for us." Elder Man said.
"Haha, Elder Man, I don't want others to avenge us on our behalf, but I want to use other people's power to catch that bastard. If he arrests someone, I want someone... Once I get someone, I can take revenge however I want." Wu Zhongyong
explain.
"He is also seeking revenge. How can he give someone to you? He is not your son." Elder Man said.
"Haha, Elder Man, although he is not my son, he is more obedient than my son in many things." Wu Zhong said with a proud look on his face.
"Hmph...I don't believe it..." Although Elder Man said this, he no longer stopped him.
Wu Zhongyong got the news from Quan Guanqing that Ma Hanshan lived there, and hurriedly said goodbye and left the Lin'an Branch of the Beggar Clan.
When Wuzhong Yong came out from the Beggar Clan, it was already ugly time. The night sky in late April was very clean, and a crescent moon hung on the horizon. Although it was not very bright, it was enough for a night traveler practicing martial arts.
The Lin'an branch of the Beggar Clan is located in a village outside the city near Renqing Temple. It is actually not far from Baoshishan Villa where Ma Hanshan lives. Wuzhong looked at the sky and listened to the sound of clappers in the city, and was sure
After a while, I thought about it and walked towards Gemstone Mountain.
He felt that if he went to investigate Mahanshan now, he would never expect it.
When he arrived at the foot of Baoshi Mountain, he was dumbfounded. There were many villas for wealthy people here, and the buildings in each of them were similar. Which one belonged to the Meng family?
After walking around, he finally determined that the house with the strange lamp hanging at the door belonged to the Meng family.
He really guessed right. The house with the strange lantern hanging at the door was really the Meng family's villa. The so-called strange lantern was actually an angry wind lantern. Ma Hanshan replaced it with this kind of lamp after he moved in.
The reason why Wuzhong Yong was sure that this one was the Meng Family Courtyard was because there were words on the lanterns hanging in front of other houses or on the lintels of other houses. In these houses with words, no one named Meng could be found. So,
Isn’t this the only family with no characters?
Whoosh!
Wuzhong's light kung fu was not very good, but it was not difficult for him to jump over a wall less than one foot high. He could jump over it in two steps.
Although it cannot be said that it fell to the ground like a leaf floating down, Wu Zhongyong believed that the sound of his landing would never wake up the sleeping people in the room.
I half-crouched on the ground and listened for a moment. Sure enough, no one was awakened and there were no dogs in the yard. It was great.
After looking at the scenery in the courtyard, he started to move towards the wing next to him. He thought that as the host and guest, Ma Hanshan should live there.
He had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt something tripped under his feet. Just when he was about to check, the bells were ringing loudly in the courtyard. He was shocked, but found that no one made any sound. He couldn't help but feel very strange. It's impossible, even if that bastard Ma Hanshan was shocked
If he doesn't wake up, how can the people around him not be awakened?
While he was surprised, he suddenly discovered that someone had come out of the house in the haze... Damn, these bastards are so cunning. They were clearly awake, but they didn't make a sound or light a lamp, and just rushed towards them with weapons in hand... Damn, it's really weird.
How do they know where the intruders are?
Let's go. Don't hesitate any longer. If you don't go, you won't be able to leave in a while.
Wu Zhong made a decisive move and jumped out of the wall... Bang! As soon as he jumped up, the place where he was standing exploded.
With the sound of an explosion, Wu Zhongyong jumped over the wall and landed outside the wall. He ran wildly without even thinking about his direction.
Damn, it's too dangerous. It's just a blink of an eye. If you hesitate for a moment, the thunderbolt will definitely explode on you...
After running for several miles, Wu Zhongyong stopped. He bent over and took a deep breath for a moment. He stood up straight and felt the coolness on his body. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked, as if he had been fished out of water.
Looks the same.
The cold sweat was the cold sweat caused by the fright just now. He knew very well that he would never sweat so much after running so two miles.
It was really too dangerous just now. In the blink of an eye, if his reaction had been a little slower, the explosion would have definitely left him behind.
Damn it, that bastard is so difficult to deal with, he has such an exquisite defense device.
Thinking of the danger just now, Wu Zhong sat down on the ground and broke into a cold sweat again.
In fact, there are no exquisite and strict defense devices in the courtyard. It is just the anti-theft bell installed by Mahanshan. The courtyard is too big and manpower is tight, so Mahanshan has to do this for defense.
However, Ma Hanshan was very insidious. The tripping line he installed was not on the wall or at the foot of the wall, but he accurately calculated the position where he would jump in, two or three steps ahead.
No matter who they are, when they enter someone else's yard at night, they will definitely check before entering or before and after landing. However, after landing safely, no one will look at the situation nearby and will only pay attention to the environment far away. Besides,
Even if you look up close, you can't see anything. The line used by Mahanshan is too small.
Therefore, as long as someone jumps over the wall like this, the alarm will definitely sound. Except for those experts who fly around like gods, no one can avoid the "early warning" system arranged by Mahanshan.
Although he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, Wu Zhongyong was not without success. He could at least be sure that Ma Hanshan lived in this courtyard.
Wu Zhongyong sat on the ground and rested for a while, then he realized that he had run around and ended up near the tile house in the west of the city. He couldn't help but relax for a while. He was very familiar with this place. When he got here, he was not afraid even if someone was chasing him.
In the alleys, no one could hope to find him.
The outside of the city is different from the city. The tile houses in the city are open all night, but it is not that safe outside the city, so all the shops or sheds in the tile houses are closed at midnight.
The entire residential area was very quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs, everything seemed to be still.
Should he go back to Shi Songzhi's place or his own place? Wu Zhongyong thought for a moment and neither went to Shi Songzhi's place nor his own place, but entered an alley...
At the end of the alley is a small hill with a small forest...
There is a house at the very back of the alley, with a single door and courtyard, and a large loquat tree in the courtyard.
The lights are on in the house, but is there anyone in this household who is still awake?
Of course, there are still people who are awake, because this is a half-open door of a home-based "entrepreneur", that is, someone who runs a flesh-and-blood business at home.
Wuzhong Yong walked through the alley like a civet cat and walked to the door of this house. He patted the door gently. Someone inside asked who it was. Wuzhong Yong gave his name and the door opened. Obviously, this person
Everyone is familiar with him.
Of course we are familiar, because he is a regular customer...oh no...a regular customer...a regular customer.
There are four women "doing business" here, an eldest sister in her thirties, and three girls in their teens to twenties.
Wu Zhongyong is the eldest sister's only "guest". It seems that since the eldest sister came here, he has been her only "guest".
Wu Zhongyong crossed the yard, entered the house, went straight to the backyard and knocked on the door of the back hall.
The eldest sister welcomed him in and asked him why he came at this time. He said he missed her, then picked her up and went into the house...
Everything is like a lover meeting, but the difference is that what they speak is not Dasong dialect or Lin'an local dialect, but Northern Mongolian language.
