As Shang Que slowly told what happened in the past five days, the six people in the hall connected the known details of each incident one by one in their minds. They couldn't help but take a breath. This 'Master Zhen' also
For now, the most suspected mysterious killer is one whose meticulous thoughts and detailed plans make people shudder.
Even now, they still can't figure out this person's true identity, let alone his exact appearance.
There were seventy-two Earthly Demons in such a huge gate, and half of the people in Jinzhou City. After a few days, only seven people remained. It was desolate. Being helpless against an enemy made it look incompetent.
"My subordinates are incompetent and allow their opponents to succeed again and again. They cannot share the worries of the sect master. Please punish the sect master!" Rocky lowered his head and handed over his hands to plead guilty.
The remaining five people saw this and hurriedly followed: "Please punish me, Master!"
After hearing the words, Shang Que laughed and said: "Crime? What crime is there? If I am guilty, it is also the fault of my lax style as the master of the sect. Now that I have reached this point, I should stop being vain and conciliatory. I am tired of it. Punishment? Punishment."
Are you going to face the wall and think about your mistakes? Or should you order yourself to be punished for thirty years? And then watch you being killed one by one?"
Shang Que was smiling, his smile was very light and cold, as inhumane as his appearance made people feel, and no one in the hall dared to say anything anymore.
I heard Shang Que suddenly say sharply: "Master of the Sixth Hall, listen to the order!"
The six people seemed to be frightened, they cheered up and responded: "Yes!"
Shang Que opened his eyes, stood up, and said word for word: "I have sent three urgent letters, one asking for help from Tiangangmen, one to chase Hui Long, and one to urge Bi'e to hurry back to Jinzhou.
Yue Heng and Li Ansheng left Jinzhou from the South City Gate to meet the people coming from Tiangang Gate.
Zheng Yi and Yan Bingqiang went to the north gate to pick up Lao E and his party.
Huang Qinglei, go alone from the East City Gate and take a detour to meet the people from Tiangang Gate.
Luo Qi, you go to the west city gate to meet Lao Ying and others.
After all, this 'Mr. Zhen' is alone. If he leaves from four directions at the same time, he will have no choice but to block him all the way. If he is lucky, he may not encounter him.
After one stick of incense, it will be Chen hour. You are limited to one cup of tea and should be packed properly. You must leave the city before Chen hour.
If the two of you who are traveling with us are unable to wait for your companions at the city gate when the time comes, you don’t have to wait any longer and leave the city immediately.”
After Shang Que finished speaking, the six people responded: "Yes!"
Rather than saying that Shang Que's words were arranging operational tasks, it was more like explaining the funeral arrangements and sending the six people to flee for their lives.
The six people present can survive to this day, and they are obviously smart people. They have already heard that their sect leader's arrangements are completely to spread risks and reduce losses. What is his own plan? Is he going to meet with "Zhen" alone?
"Master"?
Lao Li secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Shang Que. He suddenly felt that the figure of this "young man" who was slightly younger than himself in the hall was a little lonely and a little loveless.
In his understanding, Shang Que has always been a man of few words. Unless he was fighting with other sects, he rarely spoke out to control the members of the gang.
People who are cold and cold always keep people away unnaturally, and Shang Que has always been like an ice cube in summer, seeming lonely and out of tune with everyone.
But Lao Li understands that for people like him, being able to be the master of the Disha Sect is like finding a chicken that can lay eggs at regular intervals for the family. Regardless of whether you pay or not, you will never be short of your share, and you will have more.
You can get more for your hard work. In today's world, it can be said to be an unbeatable golden rice bowl.
Many gangs have their own treasury, but Dishamen's treasury is definitely the poorest, because except for emergency funds, almost all the money earned by the gang falls into the pockets of each member, and the money is used to its best advantage.
, it can be said that most of what they, the little hall masters, have benefited from the Disha Sect’s gang rules, and these gang rules were set by Shang Que.
Therefore, most sensible and sensible people in the Disha Sect respect the aloof, cold-faced sect leader from the bottom of their hearts.
After hesitating for a moment, Lao Li finally couldn't help but ask: "What about you, Master?"
Shang Que replied: "I? This 'Master Zhen' is here for the Disha Gate. As long as I am still alive and still in the city, he will definitely not leave Jinzhou. I am dragging him here to meet this person on the way."
The person behind it.”
Now everyone was surprised, Huang Qinglei and Lao Li even asked in unison: "Didn't the sect master say that there is only one person on the other side?"
Shang Que said calmly: "One person is indeed enough to complete all the tasks in the past few days, but if we want to know all the treasures of our land and master everyone's preferences and even living habits, it will not be something that can be accomplished overnight. I think this 'Master Zhen'
'There must be someone behind the scenes making suggestions for him."
"I'm willing to share the worries of the sect master!" Yan Bingqiang said, his intention was very obvious, he was willing to stay and face the powerful enemy with Shang Que.
Shang Que chuckled and said: "You will be the greatest help to me by going out of the city. Don't worry, this person doesn't know how to fight. I can handle it on my own."
Seeing that Shang Que had made up his mind, everyone did not dare to disobey, so they all accepted the order and left.
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Lao Li was the last one among the six to walk out of Zhike Zhai. He walked slowly and was soon left behind by the others.
He was so focused on thinking about what Shang Que said before leaving that he almost forgot that the door owner had given them a time limit.
——Someone is making suggestions for this "Mr. Zhen", but this person is not good at martial arts.
At first, he suspected that the sect leader was thinking about their safety, and used this person's lack of knowledge of martial arts to make them feel at ease.
Then, after thinking about it carefully, there really is such a person in Jinzhou City who knows their evil sect very well. However, he is not a member of the martial arts world and does not know martial arts. More importantly, this person has a delicate mind and often makes suggestions for others.
After thinking about it carefully, the answer was already coming out in his mind. Old Li could not figure out the purpose of this person helping "Mr. Zhen" to deal with the Disha Sect. Could it be that "Mr. Zhen" was a righteous person in the world?
Suddenly, a trembling hand grabbed him, startling Lao Li who was deep in thought.
The shocked Lao Li calmed down after seeing clearly that the middle-aged man in front of him was little Lao Zhao.
I saw the tears in Lao Zhao Qiang's eyes, his trembling lips making it difficult to express the thousands of words on his lips, and his trembling hands tightly grasping Lao Li's sleeves, refusing to relax at all.
Seeing that something was wrong, Lao Li quickly squeezed Lao Zhao with his free right hand, trying to calm him down, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, what's going on?"
Old Zhao seemed ashamed to face Old Li. Old Li's question made him unable to control his eyes anymore and burst into tears.
Lao Li hurriedly said: "Brother, brother, please speak slowly if you have something to say. Don't be in a hurry. I'm here."
He said this, but Lao Li's heart froze. This Lao Zhao has been living for most of his life. When has he ever lost his temper like this? Could it be that something big happened?
Suddenly, he found that the back of Lao Zhao's hand was covered with a layer of cold sweat, so that the palm of his hand resting on it was also extremely cold.
Joy can bring warmth to people, but fear can bring people coldness. This old Zhao was so scared. Could it be that his life was threatened?
At this juncture, Lao Li couldn't help but wonder about "Mr. Zhen". Could it be that "Mr. Zhen" had come looking for him? Why would he bother Lao Zhao?
After a long while, Old Zhao finally spoke: "Old Li, my brothers can't help you, don't ask anything, just follow me."
After saying this, Lao Zhao seemed to have gained strength and insisted on pulling Lao Li away. Lao Li felt increasingly uneasy and didn't know what to ask, but his feet followed Lao Zhao involuntarily.
He had a vague intuition that if he had any resistance to Lao Zhao, he would die immediately.
At least where they are going now will make him feel at ease. They are heading to the east of the city, which is the direction of Lao Zhao's house.
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To the east of the city, Zhao's grocery store.
Squeak!
The door of the house was pushed open, and Lao Li followed Lao Zhao into the house. After seeing the scene in the house, his heart sank and he was speechless.
The house was on the second floor of Zhao's grocery store. Perhaps the people in the house had already heard the footsteps of the two going upstairs, so they were not at all surprised by their appearance.
In the small room, apart from the common round tables, chairs, stools, beds and other common items, there were only people left, more than ten people packed full of them.
Without counting them in detail, Lao Li could tell who these people were at a glance: Lao Zhao's family of five, Lao Qian's family of three, Lao Sun's family of four, and his wife and youngest daughter, a family of three.
For some reason, these little babies all seemed very well-behaved today, neither crying nor fussing. Seeing him and Lao Zhao arriving, their brows seemed to be quite happy, but they didn't show any more.
As for these adults, their expressions ranged from joy to worry, and they seemed to have mixed emotions.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Lao Li could guess without thinking that it was the "Mr. Zhen" who gathered these people here, and he understood why Lao Zhao behaved like that.
The closest relatives and loved ones around them will always be their weakness.
And Lao Li was secretly glad that he had not rejected Lao Zhao just now, otherwise not only would he have been killed on the spot, but the thirteen living beings in the house might not have been able to get out of this narrow door.
Squeak!
This was the sound of the door being closed. From the time Zhao and Li entered the house until now, there were only two sounds in the house.
No, there were new footsteps, one more person came in.
Lao Li quickly turned around, and sure enough, it was "Mr. Zhen" standing by the door.
Although Lao Li has never met Mr. Zhen, they have been searching for this person's whereabouts for the past two or three days, and finally pieced together the general appearance of Mr. Zhen from everyone's opinions.
He has a straight face, gentle eyebrows, two small mustaches, and is slightly thinner, matching the person in front of him.
I saw Mr. Zhen suddenly grabbing his face with his right hand. His face, which was already thin, seemed to have lost all its flesh. It was so thin that it made people feel distressed. The two small beards had disappeared.
When Lao Li saw this, he thought to himself: "Master Zhen shows his true face in front of us. Is he going to kill us to silence us?"
When Mr. Zhen took off the linen wrapping of the sword in his hand, revealing the purple jade on the hilt, Zhao, Qian, and Sun immediately opened their eyes, and almost simultaneously said in surprise: "So you are the swordsman in white!
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Old Li was completely panicked now. This Young Master Zhen was actually a swordsman in white. They should have thought of this. In this way, at least five more of his fellow disciples would die in his hands.
After Jiang Yichen revealed his true face, he made no other moves. He stared straight at Lao Li and said, "I have killed many people who shouldn't be killed, and I don't care if I take fifteen lives of your four families. I won't say much more."
, now the choice is in your hands, choose to die for Dishamen, or choose to die for your family and friends?"