The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 98 Mr. Gan

"Mr. Gan!"

Outside the Hall of Yi Le, the figures that had been chased away by the sound of the explosion just now turned back.

"Let those people escape. I don't know where they came from. They have explosives on their bodies. They should be diverting the tiger away from the mountain... What about you?"

A group of four people, three men and one woman, all holding blood drops in their hands, covered in frost and snow, well dressed, coming in a hurry.

The four of them spoke very respectfully to the teacher, calling him "Mr. Gan", but when they saw the corpses all over the hall and the blood that was about to overflow, all of them changed their faces, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting.

The hall was pitch black, deathly silent.

"Commander!"

"Third Brother!"

When they saw the two lying corpses on the snow, their expressions changed again.

"Except for the two of them, the other two died too... The four masters didn't stop a rising star, it was a waste of all my hard work."

This Mr. Gan was wearing a gray long gown. He looked about forty years old, with short hair, gentle and pomaded, combed in half to seven parts, neatly tidied up, very much like a man who had just returned from studying abroad. figure.

This man does not look young, but he is not old either; a pair of black and white eyes seem to be full of sophistication, and there is also a kind of old fatigue that does not match his appearance. Temple brows, Chinese character face, wasp waist and ape back, with a good demeanor.

The only woman asked in a hateful voice: "That person escaped?"

Mr. Gan said indifferently: "How can it be, I just want to see what tricks he can pull off; besides, there is an extraordinary person in the capital, if not for that, I wouldn't be led out of the Summer Palace by him, and let that kid win for nothing." A great name."

This sentence sounds commonplace, but when you think about it carefully, it doesn't feel right.

Someone tentatively asked, "Can't that person even despise you?"

The teacher smiled strangely, and said casually: "The man's surname is Yang, what do you think?"

"hiss!"

The four of them looked at each other, there were quite a few people with the surname Yang in the world, but in Wumen Jianghu, there was only one domineering figure who was invincible in the world and could not be underestimated by Mr. Gan.

And the big name that day...

Several people cautiously looked at the dark Yile Hall.

Since the people inside are all dead, it is not difficult to guess where the name comes from.

The four people who had already realized something, their faces were completely pale, bloodless, their mouths were dry, and their breaths were trembling.

Mr. Gan didn't react much, he only glanced at the faces of the few people, and sneered mercilessly: "It's a pity that you are number one, and your courage is so weak. In comparison, I admire that kid quite a lot; single-handedly, To have accomplished what countless people have wanted to do for so many years but failed, and with one against four, few people can match this kind of courage."

The woman looked forty, full of charm, "Then what shall we do next?"

Mr. Gan's eyes fell, he looked at the woman up and down a little, and said meaningfully: "It depends on whether you have the courage and whether you want to reach the sky in one step."

A bald man beside the woman asked, "Then shall we dispose of these corpses first?"

Mr. Gan sighed, "If the corpse is disposed of, how can those foreigners keep their mouths shut? Since that kid has come all the time, he doesn't care about taking more lives, and those who died were all insignificant people. As long as the Queen Mother survives, the The sky of the Qing Dynasty will not collapse."

He looked at the hesitant woman, and said with a smile: "Do you know how many people dream of sitting in that chair? Now that the opportunity is in front of you, you are shrinking back."

The woman's eyes changed when she heard the words, then she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, then I will listen to Mr. Gan."

Mr. Gan nodded and said, "Go ahead and change that person's clothes. She lost her head. If she takes off her clothes again, no one will believe her even if she throws them out in public."

Looking at the dark Yile Hall, the woman took a deep breath and walked in.

After waiting for a while, after hearing the announcement from the hall, Mr. Gan ordered the other three people: "Go and carry the corpse out of the hall."

"Yes!"

The three responded hurriedly.

After a while, a pair of cold corpses had been laid out on the empty field in front of the theater building.

At this time.

Outside the Virtue Garden, some officials summoned a lot of guards and soldiers and hurried over.

First, one person wears a hard-collared robe, a jacket with horseshoe sleeves and arrow clothes, and then a mending suit; the top is a coral top, with a pair of peacock feathers on the back of the head, and the patch on the mending suit is a golden pheasant, which is impressive. At that time, he was a senior member of the second rank.

Behind him were several civil servants with high ranks, all trembling and terrified by the explosion just now.

Things have changed now.

Many officials in the south were killed by explosives. The generals of Guangzhou and the admirals of the Guangdong Navy were all dead.

The leader of the second-rank official was good at judging the situation. Seeing Mr. Gan standing outside the Yile Hall, he signaled everyone to slow down.

This person has a long face, narrow eyes, light eyebrows, steady steps while walking, and a long breath. He is actually a martial arts master, and his eyes are sharp and powerful, which is rare for civil servants. He seems to be a master of swordsmanship.

"My humble minister Yuan Shikai came too late to save me, so I ask Lafayette to make amends!"

Stepping quickly into the Virtuous Harmony Garden, there was still some distance from the Yile Hall. The second-rank official had already plopped to his knees in the wind and snow with his horseshoe sleeves.

It's just that there was no movement for a long time, so this person had no choice but to cast his eyes on Mr. Gan.

"Mr. Gan, I don't know Lafayette..."

Mr. Gan's eyes were as calm as water, and he stood with his hands behind his back, "Don't kneel down, Lafayette was a little frightened, and now no one is there. In addition, the origin of the assassin has been found out, and there is some causality with you. "

The second-rank official who claimed to be "Yuan Shikai" heard "Oh" and was a little surprised, "Shikai would like to hear more about it!"

Mr. Gan didn't seem to move, but he stood in front of the other party, and said slowly: "You should have heard about the assassination of Prince Yi back then. This man is the assassin, and you should be familiar with his master. It's the Great Swordsman Wu, you should be mortal enemies, right?"

Mentioning the Great Sword King Wu, Yuan Shikai's face froze with concern, and then quickly covered it up, with a look of hatred and anger on his face, "Sure enough, some master has produced some apprentice, if he comes to me, it's fine, how dare he do it Assassinating Lafayette is a real crime that deserves death, and I will make arrangements here to arrest this person with all my strength."

Mr. Gan listened with a half-smile, "No hurry, I will handle this matter myself. Also, many people died this time, all of whom were Lafayette's confidantes. If you really have the heart, don't forget to collect these corpses."

After all, people have stepped into the Hall of Yile.

Yuan Shikai stood in the snow, sniffing the lingering smell of blood in the air, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and looked at the wounds on the corpses on the ground, his expression became more and more strange.

Just as she was about to speak, an old voice suddenly came from the Hall of Yi Le, "Yuan Aiqing, Ai's family is in poor health, so there is no need to see each other again, just step back."

Immediately, Mr. Gan walked out again, striding into the wind and snow.

"Lafayette, don't worry, Gan will kill that guy!"

　Two more...

　　Take Yuan Shikai from Allure of the World to write, let's treat it as a historical fiction.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)