Chapter 62 The Covenant of Brothers' Severed Heads
This situation lasted for three days, and Chen Baoxiang felt exhausted.
His heart was divided into two halves, one half was at the rice shop and the other half was at Mr. Mu's place.
Fortunately, Luo Hongying's health is good and she is able to speak.
"I want to kill Zhao Wuji, find the second master, go to Scissor Lane, find Changchun Temple... The owner of the temple is his friend, he is there... Boss Chen, as long as you can kill Zhao Wuji and let me die...
…willing……"
Luo Hongying's eyes were red, and every teardrop she shed seemed to be stained with blood.
Chen Baoxiang immediately went to Changchun Temple in Jianzi Lane and asked to see the temple owner. He bluntly said that he came because of the internal strife of the Sharpshooter Association and wanted to see Long Qianli.
Only half a cup of tea later, Long Qianli appeared.
He pretended to be a Taoist priest, wearing a gray Taoist robe and holding a scripture in his hand.
Before Chen Baoxiang finished speaking, Long Qianli was already flushed with anger.
"How is it possible? How dare the third brother do this... The master ordered to check his account books, what does it have to do with the fourth brother? Kill the fourth brother, and then kill the little nine sister... Oh my God, the third brother is crazy, he must be
Crazy!”
Seeing Long Qianli, Chen Baoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and the next thing could be completely left to him.
How to eradicate the traitor and use Zhao Wuji's head to pay tribute to Ben Leihu is a matter for the second master of the Gunslingers Club.
When he left Jianzi Alley, he felt relaxed. At the entrance of Shengtang Alley, he bought ten halal sesame sesame cakes, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and sent them to Mr. Mu.
"It's solved. Soon, this matter will be completely solved and we will be fine."
Mr. Mu smiled as he ate the sesame seed cakes and didn't care about other things.
This is what true friends are like: they are trusted by others, loyal to others, do more and talk less, and have no complaints.
After eating the sesame cakes, Mr. Mu sharpened his ink to write Spring Festival couplets for Chen Baoxiang in advance.
Before the Japanese occupation of Jinan, every year from the 20th of the twelfth lunar month to the 30th of the new year, Mr. Mu would set up a stall under the overpass to write Spring Festival couplets. Yan Zhenqing's good calligraphy in regular script was all practiced in this way.
The two were chatting about couplets when the door rang and a man with a hat with a low brim and a scarf covering his face walked in quickly.
Chen Baoxiang had sharp eyes and recognized Long Qianli.
He let people in and pushed Mr. Mu away.
Seeing Luo Hongying's injuries, Long Qianli's eyes turned red: "Dog thief, dog thief... I didn't expect that it's hard to guard against day and night defenses, but it's hard to guard against domestic thieves. There is such a shameless person lurking around us. I promise to kill him and avenge my fourth brother.
!”
Luo Hongying burst into tears. Chen Baoxiang quickly took a handkerchief and wiped Luo Hongying's tears.
The master has said that if a patient has a serious chest injury, he should not grieve excessively, as this will damage his lungs and hurt his heart, as this will be detrimental to his health.
Long Qianli walked out of the bedroom with a solemn expression.
Before coming here, he made an appointment with three friends, all of whom were former allies and informants of the Gunslingers Association.
Since the young marshal led his team back to the pass, some people in the Sharpshooter Club chose to withdraw from seclusion and dispersed in major cities in the Central Plains.
When these people left, the young commander personally distributed the traveling expenses, each of them five hundred oceans.
Although these people have left the Gunslingers Club, they will never forget their former identities.
"Once we are brothers, we will be brothers forever. At any time, with an arrow piercing the clouds, thousands of troops and horses come to meet each other -"
"Boss Chen, the first boss once swore not to trouble these brothers until the end of the world. Now, the third boss has rebelled and killed people. This is when I, Long Qianli, are at the end of the rope, so I have invited a friend to come over and borrow your friend's territory to discuss what to do.
Kill Zhao Wuji. Please forgive me if I have disturbed you in any way."
Chen Baoxiang did not hesitate at all and promised generously: "As long as the second master can kill the traitors, let alone borrow the territory, I will accept it even if he lends me Chen Baoxiang's head!"
When Zhao Wuji strangled Ben Leihu and stabbed Luo Hongying, he really couldn't stop him.
He never wanted to be a "considerer of hindsight", but now, he entrusted all major matters to Long Qianli, because he believed that the other party would be able to uphold justice and avenge Ben Leihu.
"The second boss, as everyone in Jinan knows, kills to pay for his life, and pays for his debts. If Zhao Wuji does this, it's time to die!"
Chen Baoxiang did not leave until three people invited by Long Qianli came to the door.
The three men were dressed in extremely ordinary clothes. One was a porter carrying a pole, one was a barber wearing a white apron, and the other was a driver carrying a riding crop.
When Luo Hongying saw the three people, she became emotional. She stood up and sat up, rubbing her wound and frowning in pain.
"Xiao Jiumei, don't move, don't move..."
The barber immediately pressed Luo Hongying's shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
Luo Hongying's chest was already stained with blood. As soon as she stood up, the wound burst open and blood oozed out.
"Okay, Zhao Wuji rebelled, and we will not let him off lightly. The Sharpshooter Club has never produced a traitor in so many years. Second Master, please give your order. No matter how difficult it is, we must catch Zhao Wuji and let him be in Xiaojiu
In front of my sister, plead guilty and die!"
When the three people first came in, their expressions were dull and their eyes were confused.
At this moment, they showed their true colors, with sharp eyes and sharp edges.
"I have discovered Zhao Wuji's whereabouts and spread the news, asking the three of you to deal with him. I believe he will arrive soon. He has committed the crime of massacre of his fellow sect, and he must kill and silence him before he dares to leave. Three brothers,
I, Long Qianli, swear here that I will not kill Zhao Wuji and will never step out of Jinan——"
Chen Baoxiang's eyes became moist when he saw these former heroes reunited.
When the four of them were sworn sworn people, Wu Yixiao's rebellion happened. To this day, this is still a knot in his mind.
The Jianghu is a big dyeing vat. Many people come in and you can no longer be alone.
He did not covet anything else, he only hoped that Ben Leihu's death would not be in vain and that he would kill Zhao Wuji.
Night falls and the cold wind howls.
Chen Baoxiang and Mr. Mu set up hot pot in the living room and invited four people to eat.
The three people all spoke with Jinan accent at first, but in the end, they completely let go and spoke Northeastern dialect.
"Zhao Wuji deserves to die. He deserves to die for killing his own brother..."
"There has never been a traitor in the Gunslingers Club. He is the first."
"I hope it's also the last one..."
Long Qianli's expression was extremely complicated. At the moment, he was the top leader of the Sharpshooter Club in Jinan. He must handle this matter properly so as not to lose the face of the Sharpshooter Club.
Yu Shutong surrendered to the Japanese, and Zhao Wuji rebelled and killed his fellow disciples. These were both humiliating events.
For the sake of the reputation of the Gunslingers Club, he must make a decision.
"Everyone, if Zhao Wuji arrives, don't be polite. Attack him with the most vicious means. Let him be half disabled first."
Chen Baoxiang seems to have seen victory. With so many good friends around, Zao Wou-ki will definitely not be able to escape the French Open.
He breathed a sigh of relief. By doing this for Ben Leihu and Luo Hongying, he was worthy of his friends.
This is the responsibility of Jianghu people, which cannot be escaped and must be borne.
Zhao Wuji really chose the wrong place when he chose to kill people at the Rice Shop.