The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 532 Big gun is very depressed

After the case opposite Li Dao, the fat, 40-year-old, small middle-aged man with only the fourth grade was born in the Zheng family. If it is true about seniority, Zheng Baming, who is more than 20 years older than him , I still have to call him Uncle.

Originally, such a small character, even if he is the Zheng family, is not qualified to appear in the banquet at "Huibinju" tonight.

Because all the people present are basically masters of the sixth and seventh ranks, and there are even eighth ranks. These people are the faces of various sects in the outer eight states, the heads of each sect, or the agents of the heads.

This small, obese middle-aged man is really just a small character here.

But the problem is, he is a big shot, because he gave birth to a good son, his son's name is Zheng Yuanfeng, and he is the number one expert under the command of Zheng Baming of the big gun sect.

It is also likely to be the successor of Daqiangmen in the future. Of course, Zheng Yuanfeng is "dead" now...

However, this does not affect the status of the short, fat middle-aged man at all, because he is good at communication, and he has the final say on how to keep the Huibin Residence in order.

What's more, he is very capable of giving birth, and the ones he gives birth to are all good varieties. In addition to Zheng Yuanfeng, the eldest son, he has seven sons and two daughters, each of whom is extraordinary, and they are always teaching by Zheng Baming's side.

His name is Zheng Lu, and he has no characters.

Zheng Baming also has no characters. He was born in poverty. When his parents chose the name, they only hoped that he could live longer and that he had eight lives.

Da Qiang has narrowly escaped death countless times, thinking that the name his parents gave him is really auspicious.

"Hehe, Mr. Taibai invites you."

After a song and dance, Zheng Lu raised his glass, looked at Li Dao with a narrow smile, and said slowly: "I was negligent before, but it's my fault."

The attitude is very humble.

Li Dao didn't even pick up the wine glass, but poked critically at the dishes on the table with his chopsticks, and said, "It's okay, as long as everyone eats and drinks well."

He didn't care, and even said these in a bored tone.

Such a shameless behavior naturally attracted the attention of other people, and they looked at this side in amazement, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Shen Wansan, the head of Po Dao Sect, even winked at the bearded guest not far away.

The bearded man understood, laughed loudly and said: "Master Zheng, this friend of mine has always been like this, please don't take offense at him, he has a hot temper, I'll give it to everyone for him..."

"All right."

Li Dao interrupted, stood up impatiently, glanced at the bearded man, and said: "I just came here to watch the excitement, but I found no place to live, so I came here."

"It's your business if you like to make friends, why bother with me? I'm tired, go to sleep."

With these words, Young Master Jia in green robe and white clothes walked out of the banquet hall with Shi Shiran behind his back.

Seeing this, before Zheng Lu said anything, he saw someone coldly snorting and shouting: "What are you..."

"thing?"

Young Master Jia interrupted, and looked back at the man, only to see a small willow-leaf flying knife inexplicably appearing in front of the man's forehead, hovering between his eyebrows.

A kind of inexplicable "power" spread, and the seventh-rank master really felt his whole body stiff, cold sweat piled up, staring at the flying knife in front of his forehead, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Mr. Jia chuckled lightly and said, "Too much talk is not good, and I don't like killing people, so spare your life."

Suddenly, the flying knife disappeared inexplicably, Mr. Jia stepped out of the hall, everyone was amazed, the master of the jade bow and arrow was even more frightened and collapsed on the ground.

The whole hall was silent, silently watching that Young Master Jia leave.

After an unknown period of time, everyone came back to their senses and looked at the bearded companion Zhang Zhongjian who came with Mr. Jia, who called himself "The Bearded Man".

He wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

After a long time, Shen Wanxing, who was familiar with him, finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Brother, what is the identity of Li Taibai? I have been wondering about this for a long time."

The Seventh Young Master of Mingtang naturally wouldn't be stage fright at this kind of scene, so he just heard the bearded man sigh: "Little Li Feidao, there is nothing wrong with it...Everyone, it's better not to inquire about the origin of us, it's just a happy gathering, ask more It's not good for you..."

Like this, like this, under the words of the heroic bearded man, everyone didn't care about it, mainly because the throwing knife of Mr. Taibai was really sharp, and none of the people present could stop it.

Because of this, people had various speculations about that person's identity, and then some people checked it out, feeling horrified.

Looking at the bearded man again, he seemed to understand something, and he became more polite to him, and the atmosphere in the hall became more enthusiastic.

……

In the middle of the night, somewhere in the courtyard of Daqiangmen.

In a large study room, several disciples were reading documents beside Zheng Daqiang. While listening, he rubbed his brows in distress.

"And that's all?"

After listening, he began to issue various orders. After the disciples dispersed, he stood up with a headache, sighed helplessly, and planned to go back to rest.

At this moment, someone outside the door said: "Master, this subordinate has something to say..."

Hearing Zheng Lu's voice, Zheng Baming didn't want to see him at first, but when he thought of Zheng Yuanfeng's "early death" because of him, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

So he said, "Come in."

Zheng Lu pushed the door in, closed the door carelessly, and then talked about the abnormality at Huibinju just now.

After Zheng Baming heard this, he frowned and lightly stroked his gray beard. He was silent for a while, and murmured: "That means that Li Taibai of the 'Little Li Feidao' probably came from the Duke's Mansion? But, the Duke's Mansion What is the purpose of participating?"

Zheng Ludao: "Maybe, just passing by?"

Zheng Baming was silent, and after thinking for a while, he talked about other topics and asked, "Have you found anything strange in the tavern? Is there any abnormality in the corpse of that pretty woman?"

Zheng Lu shook his head: "There is nothing, everything is normal. According to the people around, the woman should have died of love."

Zheng Daqiang was silent, and waved him away.

Zheng Lu stepped back and left.

Recently, there has always been a fog in Da Qiang's mind. He deeply remembers that the pretty woman in the tavern led all his subordinates to surprise the seventh son of the sixth room in Mingtang.

But these were orders issued directly by him, and he didn't know why he did this, let alone that the pretty woman existed, but he kept ignoring her.

All kinds of demented behaviors made him doubt himself.

Zheng Baming realized that he was a master of the ninth rank, and he was probably controlled by some demon, and he was in doubt.

So he hurriedly sent people to Mingtang to explain, and told them various reasons, and asked them to tell them about the existence of the devil and the things he was affected by, hoping to calm Mingtang's anger.

However, he never expected that the reply from Mingtang was to hunt down and kill the seventh son of the "Magic Puppet" and tell him about the nameless matter of the "Heavenly Demon Sword".

When Zheng Baming heard it, he thought, this is a meritorious service by mistake, so he actively cooperated.

But now, he fell into distress again, muttering: "Li Gonghou's residence also wants to participate, but my side is getting more and more chaotic..."

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(End of this chapter)