From the sword of the third master

After the battle of Feipengbao, Sun Jian has never been heard from. He didn't contact anyone, even the pigeon team couldn't get news. This time he suddenly appeared in Jiaxing, which seemed a bit too abrupt.

When Chen Sheng went outside, the alarm bell in his heart rang.

"So you are also..."

There was someone hiding upstairs just now!

That person's aura is extremely powerful, like a scourge, no need to ask, it should be his old friend - King Wanpeng.

With Steward Tie personally sitting in the town, and even King Wanpeng hiding here, would it be too exaggerated to hunt Sun Jian with such a lineup?

There must be something wrong with killing chickens with a sledgehammer.

Chen Sheng has already decided: get away with it first, and then talk, it's best not to act rashly.

The following three hall masters led their respective teams, and quickly split up, and the area Chen Sheng rushed to was in the west of the city.

Liao Baichuan was riding on the horse, looking at his face: "Mr. Lu, you don't seem to have much confidence?"

Chen Sheng said: "Yes."

Liao Baichuan said: "You think Sun Jian is not in Jiaxing?"

Chen Shengdao: "Tie Steward's information came in the early morning. It's hard to say whether the news is accurate or not, and it has been such a long time. Even if he is really there, he may have already escaped."

Liao Baichuan thought about it, but didn't speak for a while.

Chen Sheng said again: "I think Sun Jian may be passing through Jiaxing and going to another place."

Liao Baichuan asked: "Passing by? Then where is he going?"

Chen Sheng showed a cold smile, and speculated: "Maybe it will be Suzhou."

Liao Baichuan was surprised: "Go to Suzhou...to take revenge on you?"

Chen Shengdao: "Yes, after all, I am also his enemy. I have abandoned the garden, and Sun Jian will do it sooner or later. And King Wanpeng has always been erratic, so he is not so easy to lock. Since it is not easy to lock, let's pick a soft persimmon first." .”

Liao Baichuan agreed deeply and nodded.

After getting along with him during this period of time, he has a deep understanding of Mr. Lu's wisdom.

The so-called strong generals have no weak soldiers, under Sun Yubo's command, Mr. Lu and Xiao Wu are both dragons and phoenixes among men, and it seems that each is smarter and sharper than the other.

Except that Sun Jian was a little bit worse, and he was hindered.

Chen Sheng said: "No matter what, let's search first, what if we get something?"

Liao Baichuan said: "Yes!"

……

In the east of Jiaxing City, a certain deep house compound.

The owner of this yard is surnamed Wang, and his name is Wang Fusheng. He is a descendant of a salt merchant. He is decent and tall.

Boss Wang's family is quite superior, and he is just 36 years old this year.

For 36 years, he has been living a very well-behaved life, unassuming, unassuming, and seems to be just a low-key rich man.

However, the neighbors didn't know that Wang Fusheng had practiced martial arts, and he had also received the favor of the old man.

——The kind worth paying with life.

Sun Yubo likes to make friends very much.

Since gaining a firm foothold in the arena, he has become tolerant and generous. He has always made friends regardless of his status, let alone asking for anything in return.

True sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity. Therefore, despite the despotic power of the Twelve Feipeng Gang, most of his friends remain firm and are willing to give everything for him.

Wang Fusheng is such a person.

At [-]:[-] noon, the pampered Boss Wang put on an apron, cooked a few small dishes himself, packed them in food boxes, and sent them to the secret room.

After nearly 19 years of marriage, the existence of the secret room has never been known, even his original partner has been concealed.

Wang Fusheng went deep into the ground from the ground, pushed open the iron gate, and spoke in a respectful tone.

"Master, please have a meal."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Wang."

Hearing his voice, the person hiding below twisted his neck, his eyes revealed a faint joy, it turned out to be Sun Jian who had disappeared long ago!

Sun Jian is really in Jiaxing.

His appearance is still the same as in the past, but the person is no longer the person he used to be.

At this moment, Young Master Sun has lost his impetuosity and youthfulness, and has become cold, resolute, and mature, just like his father in his youth.

Sun Jian finally grew up.

There are many factors that can make a man mature, but absolutely none of them can surpass hatred.

Love may fade over time, but true hatred does not.

Because it was a knife across the heart, the longer the time, the deeper the pain, perhaps only death can dispel it.

The reason why Sun Jian has survived until now is precisely to avenge the killing of his father.

He raised his chopsticks and didn't eat much.

In addition to cooking, Wang Fusheng also brought a few jars of good wine this time. Sun Jian used to be a person who had no drink and no joy, but now he doesn't even touch it.

"The city-wide search has already started?"

Wang Fusheng said: "Well, it has begun."

Sun Jiandao: "I'm afraid Tie Butler would never have imagined that Zuixian Tower is your property."

Wang Fusheng clasped his fists in emptiness, and said with a smile: "Ashamed, it all depends on the shadow of our ancestors. In this city, Brother Yu's property is not limited to the Zuixian Tower."

"What is there to be ashamed of if you don't steal or snatch things left by your ancestors?"

Sun Jian also smiled and said: "Even the land of Happy Forest was once yours, and it was later transferred to my father."

Wang Fusheng said: "Yes."

Sun Jiandao: "Brother Wang, how long will it take for them to find your house?"

Wang Fusheng thought: "Jiaxing is not big, but it is not small. If you search every family and search carefully enough, you may have to wait until dark."

Sun Jiandao: "Very good, besides Tie Yi, Lu Xiangchuan is also here?"

Wang Fusheng said: "Yes."

Sun Jian's pupils tightened instantly, emitting a terrifying murderous intent, and this murderous intent was so deep and violent that even Wang Fusheng was shocked when he saw it.

"He deserves to die too."

Wang Fusheng said: "Those who break their promises really deserve to die."

Sun Jian asked again: "Then where is King Wanpeng?"

Wang Fusheng shook his head: "King Wanpeng has always been surreptitious in his whereabouts, and he has not shown himself so far. Maybe he...is not in Jiaxing."

Sun Jiandao: "It's a pity. But I will find them one by one, and no one can escape."

Wang Fusheng believed in his determination.

Sun Jian's martial arts are of course far inferior to Wanpeng Wang, but martial arts does not represent everything.

——If you can annihilate your own humanity and do everything you can, then any opponent can be killed.

Sun Jian raised his head and stared at Wang Fusheng: "Brother Wang, how are you preparing?"

Wang Fusheng said: "According to the young master's instructions, the family has already made preparations."

Sun Jian suddenly said: "Sister-in-law and the child... what should they do?"

Wang Fusheng's face was very calm, but a complex emotion flashed through his eyes.

It was profound pain and sorrow.

Wang Fusheng pinched his nails, and the nails pierced into the flesh.

"I have sent them out, and stuffed a lot of banknotes in my luggage, so I shouldn't starve to death in this life."

Sun Jiandao: "Money is not everything. Women don't have husbands, and children don't have fathers. How will they gain a foothold in an unfamiliar environment? And what if the money is accidentally exposed and the villains target you?"

Wang Fusheng said: "I can't control that much!"

Sun Jiandao: "Brother Wang, if you chase out at this time, maybe you can still catch up. With the female relatives around, the carriage will not go too fast."

Wang Fusheng said lightly: "No need."

Sun Jiandao: "Is there really no need?"

Wang Fusheng said: "It's really not necessary."

"it is good."

Sun Jian looked at him deeply, and suddenly tears filled his eyes.

He is not a person who sheds tears easily, and the last time was when he said goodbye to his father forever in the valley of Feipeng Castle.

He stood up.

Sun Jian, who had never bowed his knees all his life, actually bowed down and kowtowed three times to Wang Fusheng.

Heavy three ringing heads.

"Brother Wang... goodbye."