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Chapter 58

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, the children in the cage subconsciously huddled in the farthest corner of the cage, trembling, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

Looking at this scene, Yu Chen felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

But because of his scary grimace now, he didn't continue to move forward, but took out a paper man, transformed into the appearance of the old rice shop, and walked into the dark room.

"Ni'er, don't be afraid, grandpa is here to save you."

The old and hoarse voice echoed in the dark room, causing more than a dozen children to raise their heads subconsciously.

Among them, the little girl from the rice shop felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes widened, and when she saw the familiar figure under the dim butter lamp, she burst into tears!

"grandfather!"

"grandfather!"

"It hurts! They beat Nier!"

"Nieer is in pain!"

It was as if the spirit suddenly relaxed after being extremely tense, and the emotion of fear poured out like a flood from the gate!

The little girl cried loudly!
Seeing this scene, the children around couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.

The entire dark room was full of crying!

"Don't be afraid, Nier, don't be afraid, everyone, the bad guys have been beaten away, and someone will come to save everyone later."

The paper figurine who turned into the old rice shop man comforted, and then Yu Chen, who was squatting in the dark shadow of the corridor, took down the bell of Dangling Soul and shook it.

Jingle Bell--

Amidst the crisp ringing of the bell, a dozen or so children only felt in a trance for a while, and the fear and exhaustion of several days broke out in an instant, and they were all tired from crying.

Yu Chen watched this scene, sighed, walked out of the corridor, came to the window, took out another paper crane, and let it fly out.

The paper crane circled in the air and flew towards the Wei River.

——He naturally has no way to settle down these children. For professional matters, it is better to find professional people to do them well.

But before that, Yu Chen had one more thing to do.

--Wait.

He walked to the table in the winery, sat down at the place where the four of Zhu Chu played cards, and looked out the window.

The sky is getting more and more gloomy.

The wind and snow gradually became anxious.

Weishui, south of the city, and the Blackwater Gang.

In a Nuoda room, beside the table, a lean man in his 40s with half-blown hair was also sitting by the window, looking out the window without saying a word.

It's just that, in those eyes sunk like a falcon, there is a deep anger like the sea.

Hidden and unpublished.

The members of the Black Water Gang passing by outside the room hurried past without daring to raise their heads.

——In the past half a month, everyone knows that Liu Ye is very unhappy!

Who dares to touch this mold?
As for the reason?
Everyone is also tacit.

As we all know, Ji Liuye, the sixth head of the Blackwater Gang, has no relatives and no reason, except for the three children entrusted by his sister before her death.

Ji Liuye treats these three children in every possible way, loves them very much, and basically gives them whatever they want.

It also created the domineering temperament of the three brothers.

Originally, with a head of the Blackwater Gang as their backer, they were enough to run amok in Weishui.

In fact, they did do this, bullying men and women, rampant in the streets, and every time something happened, Master Liu would wipe their buttocks.

But I have walked a lot this night, how can I not encounter ghosts?
No, half a month ago, the three brothers of the Ji family were brought to Zhang's mourning hall, their heads were screwed off, and they knelt in the snow.

After this incident happened, Ji Liuye of the Black Water Gang will always be on fire in his heart!
Almost mobilized all the people under him to look for the head-picking ghost with a grimace in black!
But half a month has passed, hey, the head-picking ghost is really like a ghost, and there is no trace of it.

Day by day, Ji Liuye's patience was gradually worn down, and his temper became more and more irritable.

——Last night, a member of the gang was kicked and hit the wall by Liu Ye because his voice was a little louder while eating wine, and five ribs were broken.

A lesson from the past, a teacher of the future.

So the whole gang of the Black Water Gang have been avoiding this master for the past two days!
But the so-called, blessings come without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly.

Before there was any news about the murderer who killed the three brothers of the Ji family, a red-footed pigeon flew over in the wind and snow and landed in front of Master Liu's window.

——The red-footed carrier pigeon came from the direction of the winery, which is enough to explain one thing.

The stronghold of the winery encountered a terrible crisis.

You know, that is the transit base for the Blackwater Gang's population business.

Although it may only send dozens of fish to Zhoucheng every month, the profit from the black water gang does not account for a large proportion.

But it's not all about money!

For example, a big man in charge of shipping in the state capital, just like that, has to accept tribute from the Blackwater Gang every two or three months.

It is also because of this that the business of the Black Water Gang on the water is unimpeded because of the green light given by that big man.

Passepartout, Passepartout.

That's what it's saying.

Something happened to the winery stronghold today, how could Ji Laoliu not be in a hurry?Why not angry?
Coupled with the fact that the head-picking ghost who killed his three nephews was missing, the fire in Master Ji Liu's heart was completely ignited!

Immediately, he took the weapon, brought a dozen or so masters from the gang, got on his horse, and galloped away!

Da da da!
Da da da!
The hurried horseshoes stepped on the official road, like dense drumbeats, playing a bloody song in the wind and snow!
In just two quarters of an hour, Master Ji Liu with a gloomy face rode his horse outside the winery, turned over, kicked open the gate, and hurried away.

Behind them were a dozen or so martial arts masters in heavy attire, with lead-like black clouds rolling over their heads, full of murderous aura!
As soon as they entered the door, the spicy smell of wine mixed with a strong smell of blood rushed to their faces, directly piercing their nostrils!
Even the black water martial arts masters who had worked hard in the bloody storm frowned for a while.

The first thing that came into view were four horrific corpses. Judging by their clothes, they should be Zhu Chu and others.

One had a collapsed chest, one had a broken neck, and two had their heads shattered, lying in a mess of wine and blood.

And at the end of the room, beside the square table, sat a dark figure.

Hearing the sound outside the house, he turned his head. Under the dark hood, there was a grimace mask that seemed to be crying and smiling.

At that moment, Master Ji Liu's pupils shrank instantly!
- Head-picking ghost!

Almost at first sight, he recognized it!

This guy is the head-removing evil spirit widely rumored in Weishui City, the murderer who killed his three nephews!
"It's you! This is really—"

Ji Liuye licked his dry lips, his eyes were filled with anger or excitement, and his voice seemed to come out from between the upper and lower teeth, "There is nowhere to find it if you break through the iron shoes, it will take a lot of effort to get it!"

He walked towards Yu Chen, staring at him with both eyes, as if he was afraid that he would run away: "Do you know who I am? Half a month ago, the three children whose heads were taken off by you are my nephews." For half a month, I have been looking for you, looking for you, looking for you..."

It was as if the extremely suppressed emotion had exploded in an instant.

Ji Liuye's face became ferocious and distorted, and he walked towards Yu Chen step by step, "Finally! Today! I found you!"

"Hey! Are you a head-picking ghost? Or a murderer? You are a human being, so I will peel your skin and cramps you! You are a ghost, and I will also break your soul!"

At the same time, the dozen or so martial arts masters behind him drew their weapons and stepped forward!

They could see that Liu Ye had a fire on him.

That is a fire that can only be extinguished with the blood of the ghost-faced man in front of him!
For a moment, the atmosphere in the whole room became tense!

It's just that what Ji Liuye and the other masters didn't expect was that the head-picking ghost had no intention of running away.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He stood up and walked in their direction, speaking as he walked.

"That red-footed pigeon was released by me. Ji Lao Liu, it wasn't you who found me, it was I... who found you."

(End of this chapter)