The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 102
"Where did they go? Only Tian Zhongxin knows. He arranged it all by himself, but in that month, all the women were sent to Jardine House."

"As for the men, they were all sent to foreigners in America."

"If you want to find this woman, you can go to Jardine House."

Feng Ji's expression darkened completely.

He knew that Yihehang was one of the thirteenth, and Xiaoliuzi said that this place is mainly engaged in prostitution business!

The eldest sister was sold here?
For a moment, Feng Ji's heart was full of killing intent, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.

"boom--!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Feng Ji dodged subconsciously, only to hear the wood on the side window explode.

He looked down, but saw a large number of government arrests rushing over.

The leader is an official wearing a plume and holding a revolver.

Behind him, dozens of policemen in soap clothes armed with foreign guns followed.

"Bold and lunatic, dare to commit murder in broad daylight, let go of Mr. Pan!"

The official yelled loudly, but it attracted sighs and ridicule from all around.

It's just that he turned his head and cursed: "A group of untouchables, can you die if you want to?"

All of the onlookers shut up all of a sudden, but there was indignation in their eyes.

Someone murmured: "In the past, the newspaper officials did not see them coming so diligently."

"That's right, when Zhao Laosi came to Tongfuxing to look for his son, he was beaten half to death. His wife knelt at the gate of the yamen, and no arresters came over."

"Damn it, these court hawks and dogs are the officials who protect each other. They don't care about the grievances of ordinary people."

"A bunch of dogs!"

"This little hero is going to suffer."

"The gun team is here, no matter how good his skill is, I'm afraid he will be unlucky."

……

All around, people were talking in low voices.

At this time, the official waved his hand, and the musketeers behind him had lined up in three rows, and the first row was ready to reload, aiming at Feng Ji on the second floor.

The official shouted again, cursing: "The thugs upstairs, why don't you catch them soon?"

There was hope in Pan Zhiben's eyes, and he said with difficulty: "The people from the government are here, you can't escape, let me go, I can intercede for you, and I won't hurt your family."

"Think about it clearly. Once you are caught by the government, your parents and family members will also be implicated. Your son's background will be stained in the future. It will be difficult for him to donate to an official career."

"Don't think about yourself, and you don't think about your children?"

He knew very well that a person like Feng Ji dared to fight alone in Tongfu in broad daylight, and he was not afraid of death at all.

But he knows better that as long as he is human, he has weaknesses.

Family, affection, these are weaknesses!

For a woman, this person dared to rush into Tongfuhang and kill him. He must be a person who values ​​affection.

So family must be his weakness.

He asked himself that he had found the right direction, and he began to bewitch and threaten Feng Ji in words.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing, standing behind Pan Zhiben, an old man, and asked, "Are you waiting for them to rescue you?"

"You know, no matter who comes today, you will die."

"You have seen that portrait, and I will not ask your people to find the person in the portrait."

"If you have seen a portrait, you are doomed to die."

A steel knife slowly pressed against Pan Zhiben's neck.

In an instant, Pan Zhiben's heart was cold!
He suddenly understood what Feng Ji meant. He had seen the portrait, and if he found that woman first, he could threaten Feng Ji with that woman!

A person like Feng Ji would never allow such a thing to happen.

So anyone who has seen the portrait will die!
"you……"

puff--

The larynx was severed, and the carotid artery was sprayed with blood.

"Ho ho ho..."

Pan Zhiben desperately wanted to say something, but he could only hear the sound of air leaking from his throat.

When the officials below saw this scene, their faces changed drastically.

His face turned livid in an instant, he waved his hand, and roared angrily, "Shoot, shoot!"

bang bang bang...

Continuous gunshots sounded.

Pan Zhiben's body suddenly became a sieve.

The gun team fired in turn, and there was crackling sound inside the house, mixed with the screams of some members of the Tongfu Gang who were pretending to be dead.

After three rounds of shooting, the officer immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, go up and search!"

Immediately, a small team walked cautiously into Tongfu.

After a while, they came to the second floor, and their faces turned pale.

But I saw corpses all over the ground on the second floor, and the floor was covered with sticky blood.

Many of the corpses were covered with bullet holes, and many of them were shot to death by them just now.

For a moment, the leader of the search team, the policeman, looked ugly. He ran to the window and shouted: "My lord, the traitor brutally murdered his companions!"

He didn't say that he and others beat him to death, but put all the blame on Feng Ji.

The official immediately shouted: "Where is the traitor?"

"Run away, my lord!"

The official couldn't believe it, and suddenly became furious: "The whole city is wanted! Dig three feet of the ground for me, and find it!"

The onlookers applauded and laughed endlessly.

In the crowd, Little Six breathed a sigh of relief, his face full of excitement and excitement.

"Master Feng is so powerful!"

"If he can teach me every move, I...do I still need to pull a rickshaw?"

"If I'm as powerful as Young Master Feng, A-Lian will be able to enjoy happiness by following me in the future."

"I don't know if Young Master Feng will accept apprentices."

Little Six was thinking wildly, and suddenly someone patted his shoulder.

He suddenly became alert, but he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Go to Yihe."

"Master Feng!"

Little Six quickly turned his head, his face full of surprise and disbelief.

How...how did he leave Tongfuxing?

And... even changed clothes? !

Feng Ji's face was stern, and he got into the car, his thoughts were still on the safety of his eldest sister.

Seeing Feng Ji's gloomy face, Little Six didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly pulled up the rickshaw and headed straight for Yihehang.

The rickshaw ran all the way, and in the evening, it came to Yihehang.

The Jardine House is closing, and the work at the door is installing the door panels.

Feng Ji got out of the car and came to the door, stopped the work, and asked, "Is the shopkeeper there?"

The clerk was taken aback, looked at Feng Ji up and down, shook his head and said: "It's closed, the shopkeeper has gone back, you want to find our shopkeeper, come tomorrow?"

Feng Ji took out an ingot of silver, about ten taels, and said, "Brother, I have a batch of goods that I need to sell urgently. Do me a favor. Where does your shopkeeper live?"

The guy's eyes lit up, he took the silver ingot and bit it, and when he saw the row of teeth marks on it, he immediately laughed, his attitude turned 180 degrees, and he said, "It's easy to say, our shopkeeper lives at No. 102 East Street, You can find it over there."

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes: "East Street?"

"Yes, but it's the American Concession over there, you'd better wear a foreign dress, or you'll be kicked out easily."

The buddy looked at Feng Ji and kindly reminded him.

Feng Ji didn't say anything, turned around to greet Xiaoliuzi, and went directly to Dongdajie.

After such a delay, it was not until evening that they arrived at the concession.

At this time, the concession was under martial law, and there were foreigners patrolling the streets.

Most of these patrols are Indians.

There was turmoil in Guangzhou, and people of the White Lotus Sect were everywhere, hating foreigners, so martial law was immediately imposed on the concession at night.

Feng Ji glanced at it, and said to Xiaoliuzi: "You go back first."

Little Six wanted to say something, but Feng Ji disappeared on the street in a blink of an eye.

He was dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes, full of surprise.

"Master Feng?"

After calling a few words, he was secretly startled, could it be that Young Master Feng is possessed by a ghost?

This is going too fast.

……

"boom!"

The tea bowl crashed to the ground, Pan Zhidong's face was full of anger!

"Can you say that again!"

In the hall, several brothers of the Pan family were sitting in the room, and standing below were officials who wore flower feathers during the day.

The official's name is Pan Huaixiang, the eldest son of the second master of the Pan family. The official position he got by donating a lot of money was mixed up with the county magistrate.

Pan Huaixiang's face turned bitter, and said: "Uncle, when I arrived, the gangster had already started killing, and I surrounded him, but I didn't see how he escaped."

Pan Zhidong had a gloomy face: "What do you mean, our co-workers and shopkeepers of Tongfuhang were killed in broad daylight, and we couldn't even catch them?"

boom!
He was furious, slapped the table, and shouted: "Is this place fucking Guangzhou? Huangpu Ancient Port, Thirteen Lines, when did this happen to my Pan family, and I suffered this kind of grievance?"

"Huaixiang, I don't care what method you use, three days! Within three days, you must catch this ignorant pariah for me!"

Pan Huaixiang had no choice but to say: "Uncle, I'm trying to figure out a way. I have already asked someone to draw a portrait of this person. I will go out tomorrow and investigate one by one. It's just that my yamen has so few people, and you know it."

Pan Zhidong waved his hand: "Let Uncle Shun help you."

"Okay." Pan Huaixiang nodded.

At this time, others also spoke.

Pan Zhiming, the second master of the Pan family, said: "Brother, we have so many people in Tongfu, who can kill them single-handedly and they have no power to resist? When did Guangzhou have such a number one person?"

"Yeah, big brother, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Could it be someone from another family?" The youngest Pan Zhixue also asked.

"The well-known masters in Guangzhou, everyone knows the basics, I'm afraid it's a dragon."

"Brother, we still have to investigate this person's motives, why is he staring at us, Tongfuxing?"

Pan Zhidong frowned, and after listening to his brothers' analysis, he calmed down, looked at Pan Huaixiang, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Pan Huaixiang said: "According to some of the guys who survived the scene, it seems that this person is looking for a woman."

"What woman?"

"I don't know, he has a portrait, but only Fei Laosan and Uncle Ben have seen it, but they are all dead."

Pan Zhiming immediately said in a deep voice: "Good tricks, this guy doesn't leave anything behind, he's very skilled."

Others were puzzled and looked at Pan Zhiming.

Pan Zhidong also immediately understood Pan Zhiming's meaning: "You mean he is afraid that we will find the person he is looking for first? He deliberately did not leave any clues?"

"Yes, it seems that the person he is looking for is very important to him. If we can find this person first, we will be able to take the initiative, and this person will not escape our grasp."

Everyone present couldn't help but nodded slightly, these people are all smart people.

Rather than looking for a needle in a haystack, it is better to hit the vital point.

Pan Zhidong pondered for a while, and said, "Let Wu Shun find out the last month's pig list, what other characteristics does that person have?"

Pan Huaixiang immediately said: "That person's accent is not like a southerner, but a northerner's accent, but I can't tell where it is."

"It doesn't matter. Most of the pigs brought back by Ren Yazi are from Guangdong and Guangxi. There are not many from the north. Let people check one by one to see if there are any pigs from the north."

"Father, some of the pigs from two weeks ago were sold to Jardine House, and some were sold to foreigners. How can I find out?" Pan Huaifu, Pan Zhidong's eldest son, asked.

"First check the unsold ones, and then contact Jardine House. As for the foreigners... Forget it, if they really fall into the hands of foreigners, we will not come back."

"Yes, Dad."

　The monthly pass is 240. Brothers are so helpful. When it is 500, it will be updated. I will save the manuscript quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)