A curved mountain road.

The rain fell down with the leaves, and the figure walking alone was walking on it. More than ten miles outside the river Nanfu City, on the road leading to Gaojiazhuang on Leigu Mountain, limping people rushed on such a rainy day.

Far far and near, it is like a lonely soul wandering in the dark mountains.

In the light rain, when the guard guard at the gate of Gao Mansion saw the other party walking slowly. His dim vision could not tell who it was, he became alert, tightened the weapons in his hand, and plucked up his courage, and asked.

"That person stood there...what did."

In the rain, the man was confused, with a package hanging on his body, and just raised his arm, "Gao family Gao Shi, Peng Liang! Come from Chongping County, and see the second master of the Gao family for urgent matters."

"The Third Master's Man?" A guard guard was suspicious and saw the bag hanging on his shoulders again. "What is the bag? Open it and take a look."

As he said that, he walked up to him. Another guard was cautious and pulled the corner of his companion's clothes, "Let him open it here."

The silent man glanced at the bag with dark red blood stains on his body, then raised his head, his tone as plain as water: "The third master's head inside, he was killed, I sent him back."

Over there, the two people under the stone steps suddenly heard this and were startled. The steps he took out shrank back, "People...head? Brother, don't joke around... Third Master's head..."

At this point, the two of them swallowed their saliva and looked at each other.

"Look at him, I... I'll go in and report." After that, one of them hurriedly turned around and ran towards the village.

The guard who was left behind retreated to the stone steps and stood under the eaves, "You are here and don't be allowed to move forward. Wait until the people who are spreading the news come back and then do theories."

The man nodded in the rain, probably in a hurry to rush forward, sitting in the rain weakly, gently folding his legs like an injured one, and his scattered hair was pressed against his face as if he was weighing a thousand pounds.

"Two days ago, the senior high school master went to Chongping County to design a person. It was smooth sailing... Unexpectedly, after the incident, someone killed him in turn. I was knocked out during the fight and escaped accidentally... When I woke up, the senior high school master was separated by the body, thinking about the old days... I took his head and sent it back, and I was not a homeless ghost."

"Brother... I don't make things difficult for you. If I were really malicious, I would have killed you long ago."

He sat on the wet ground, looking at the bag placed between his legs, shaking his lips that were chapped and flipping, as if he wanted to tell others what was blocked in his heart.

Under the roof, after hearing this, the wardrobe was not as afraid as before, but he was also staring at the other party carefully. Soon, he finally took out a piece of dry food in his arms and handed it to the other party.

Peng Liang took a mouthful of rain and ate it into his mouth with a hard cake. He felt the river from Chongping County for two days. Leigu Mountain in the south and north of the south and the north, crossed two or three hundred miles at night. Even the people in the green forest reached their limit. A piece of cake as big as a palm disappeared in two or three strokes, and then raised his hand to the guard guard to express his gratitude.

After half a cup of tea, he went back to the guard guard who had previously been sent to the public. Following him, a middle-aged and rich man and four or five guards were followed.

"My brother is dead?" Gao Quan stared at the bag with red eyes.

Peng Liang nodded, slowly got up from the ground, hugged his fists, handed the bag over, then opened the distance and stood in the rain. On the other side, the guard who took the bag trembled and untied it, slowly revealing a swollen and bruised face, eyes, nose, and some mucus flowed out from his mouth. At this time, the blood had already dried up.

When the head was completely exposed, the stench was hard to describe. Five or six people around him wrinkled their noses. They wanted to cover their mouths and noses, but they were afraid that Gao Quan would blame him, so they had to stand there and watch.

Although the human head looks ugly, it can still be seen that it is Gao Shi's face.

“…It’s really my brother…”

Gao Quan howled in pain, and his palm slapped his thigh hard. After a while, his fingers trembled slightly at the head and looked at the man in the rain, "...How did he die...How did he die... Was it done by Zhou Tong's father and daughter?"

In the rain, Peng Liang nodded and shook his head.

He told the other party the cart and finished speaking without saying a word. His tone did not fluctuate much, but at the end, his voice changed tone.

"….. After the sneak attack failed that night, he returned to the Third Master's residence. At that time, Zhao Dongzhi from the Honglei Gang of Chongping County responded to the invitation of the Third Master to have a drink together. Later... a man named 'Ghost Prison Knife' came, his name was Huang Zheng..."

Speaking of this, Peng Liang raised his low gaze and continued to say with lingering fear: "The more than 80 members of the Honglei Gang and the third master's subordinates could not stop each other... The 10 or 20 people from the old leader of the Honglei Gang were also killed there..."

"But... I know someone next to that person! He is a follower next to Zhou Tong. Even if he was not killed by Zhou Tong, he has a lot to do with the father and daughter."

Gao Quan gritted his teeth, raised his head and closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of rain falling on the ground, leaves and rubble. After a long time, he took a deep breath and then said, "Come in with me."

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With a loud bang, the teacup broke to the ground, and the porcelain pieces splashed in front of the kneeling person.

"….. Zhou Tong, that old guy... Don't think you don't have to die if you go to prison. There is also that knife, I'm going to peel him off."

In the hall, an angry figure raised the hand that had just thrown out the teacup in the air. In front of the shattered porcelain piece was Peng Liang who entered the room, but he looked down without saying a word, listening silently to Gao Quan's angry roar.

At this time, the hall door was closed, and the people naturally heard the broken things and the roars inside, so they did not dare to approach. Gao Quan walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, cursing constantly, and his voice was loud. After a while, he stopped, glanced at the kneeling figure, and found the chair beside him to sit down.

He slapped his palm on the table.

"…. Since that man is very skilled in martial arts, it is true that Zhou Tong is in prison. He avenged his new and old grudges!" As he said that, he turned to Peng Liang, "How did you say Gao Shi treat you normally?"

The man stared at the ground and his lips moved: "Okay!"

"good!"

可

He slapped his palm on the table again, Gao Quan shouted, stood up, pointed at him and said, "Since that's the case, I'll send someone to inform my eldest brother, he is a figure on the official side. It's impossible to ignore it when you find out that his younger brother is dead. After you rest for a while, immediately go down the mountain to gather Gao Shi's hands. Let's press over with the black and white paths together. I don't believe that the ghost prison knife can withstand it. Anyway, Zhou Tong is a thing in the prison. If they have any relationship, they will naturally not run away."

"Until then... let's force them to death." Gao Quan raised his hand in the air and trembled in anger. After a while, he calmed down and said word by word: "No matter what, I will let them die this time."

"Yes, I naturally want to avenge my third master."

Peng Liang clasped his fists.

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at the same time.

In the northeast of Chongping County, heavy rain covered the mountains with mist. More than ten figures were wearing straw raincoats and hats, climbing and walking. They stopped on a certain hillside, and five figures stood there.

Looking at the distant rainy curtain, the outline of the city walls looming.

Standing on the far right was a man wearing a purple robe with a beast-swallowing pattern on his waist. He was thin and thin, his eyes were dispersed and unconscious, and his eyes were swollen. He squatted down and looked down, "I took the dart from the Red Mansion... I don't know what this job is like. Protect one person, tsk, it seems not easy to let our five poisons come out together."

There were four other people around him, all dressed in strange identities, among which there was a woman's sarcastic voice: "…. So what? After killing someone, just go back to receive the reward, why? Will the 'ruthless' hesitate?"

The man licked his lips and looked back, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hehe...haha..." A dark laugh came from his throat.

Immediately, I pounced down the cliff.

Behind him, the four of them sneered, "unswallowed," "human-faced, beast-faced, and crazy. They all sneered. They just glanced at the city in the rainy curtains in the distance, and then jumped to the bottom of the cliff...
Chapter completed!