Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

The famous Sun Ge once said that all tactics change.

Changing homes is a term full of charm and a tactic that makes people want to stop. As a classic second- and fifth-year-old boy, Zhou Li has a natural love for the word "change of family", and he also has a certain talent.

For example, now, he and Han Shizhong have completely changed their homes.

Aren't you here to mess with Huang Silang? Don't you want to catch a turtle in an urn, while the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole behind?
I set off fireworks at your house, do you feel good about it?
Holding Han Shizhong's collar, Zhou Li looked at the soaring fire with a smile. He did not look at Han Shizhong, but still smiled and said softly:
"County Magistrate Han, you should have a lot of ledgers."

With Han Shizhong in their hands, these bad people naturally did not dare to act rashly. The horse bandits lurking not far away were even more anxious and wanted to rush forward and tear Zhou Li into pieces. But their eldest brother was currently holding him in Zhou Li's hand, and they didn't know what to do.

"Ledger..."

Han Shizhong's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something. He didn't yell out of control, nor did he curse Zhou Li. For him, the most important thing now is to get out of this predicament immediately.

But the problem is that Zhou Li's operation just now was too smooth. Regardless of whether it was a knee press or a body search, Zhou Li perfectly eliminated all possible hidden dangers. Even a talisman hidden in Han Shizhong's waist was found by him and thrown aside, leaving him with no chance of escaping. Opportunity.

We can only deal with it.

"Mr. Zhou, I don't understand what you want to do."

Therefore, horse bandits are the foundation of Han Shizhong.

Zhou Li nodded and said cheerfully: "County Magistrate Han is much smarter than me, so he will naturally not make such a low-level mistake. If you really have any shameful account books, you will never put them in the open. , at least not in the mansion."

Han Shizhong realized something, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"Yes I know."

Could it be that? !

A bad person is the right given to him by the prince. The Yamen were brought to him by the Anshan County Magistrate. Both have considerable combat power and a certain degree of deterrence capability. But ultimately, these do not belong to Han Shizhong. He only has the right to use them, but does not own them.

An unbearable smile appeared on Zhou Li's face. He held up Han Shizhong and said slowly in a slightly raised tone:
"You think I know nothing about Anshan, but you don't realize that there is no Imperial College in Anshan. The nearest Imperial College to you is in Beiliang."

It's chaos, it's all chaos.

A look of horror appeared in Han Shizhong's eyes, or in other words, this was the first time he had completely lost his composure. His body went limp, but he managed to steady himself, and said tremblingly: "What are you talking about?"

Looking at the soaring fire, Han Shizhong said calmly: "You should understand that people like you and me will not have such obvious clues as account books in the mansion."

Only then did Han Shizhong realize that what Zhou Li wanted to do was not to force out his account books or to seize his leverage. What Zhou Li wanted was to catch all the horse bandits under his command.

Zhou Li spoke slowly, and Han Shizhong suddenly realized something and his heart trembled.

"This is the fire set by the horse bandits."

"You want to use Painted Skin to attract my attention and make me waste my time on the Zhao family, which is the easiest to penetrate."

"Anshan has collapsed a long time ago, right?"

Zhou Li glanced at the dark alley not far away, and a sneer appeared on his face, "A group of horse bandits are hiding in Anshan, wearing mahjong masks, and calling each other by mahjong points. They are cruel and cruel, and their behavior is bad. Intention to set fire to the Anshan County Magistrate's mansion, Mr. Han, what should be done according to the iron laws of the Qing Dynasty? "

Han Shizhong was a little stunned. He didn't understand why Zhou Li would set this fire since he knew that he would not put the account books in the government office. You know, if someone sets a fire in the city intentionally, they will be beheaded. This is an iron law of the Ming Dynasty. Why did he take such a big risk and burn down his mansion?
"So, this fire has nothing to do with me."

What Zhou Li wanted to shake was Han Shizhong's foundation.

"Han Shizhong, I have some good news for you."

"It's a pity that the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, Zhao Yun, is my classmate. She told me that her younger brother Zhao Long is a person who attaches great importance to family ties. So, when I realized that Zhao Long didn't care about his father's traces, "

Zhou Li lowered his voice and said softly: "You are already afraid. You are afraid that this piece of thunder that has been stored up for a long time will suddenly explode, and you are afraid that it will explode in your hands. Han Shizhong, you don't have much time."

"Old Han, you really dare to do something like this."

Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Do you think that I will take you into Zhao's house now and kill Zhao Long behind the painting in front of everyone? Then, I will kill you here again, and then take out a pair of clothes with you The extremely similar human skin mask means that you are a substitute disguised by the Painted Skin Cult. What do you think of this? "

will die.

Will die meaninglessly.

Han Shizhong's back was soaked with cold sweat at this time, and he suddenly discovered a terrible fact. I used the painted skin to teach this chess piece, but it brought me a hidden danger that was extremely difficult to get rid of.

"Also, the most important thing..."

Zhou Li's smile was still tight, as if he had thought of something. He smiled and pinched Han Shizhong's shoulder, leaned into his ear, and whispered:

"Sun Defeng is my eldest brother."

Push away, back up, raise your gun.

boom! ! !
The bullet hit Han Shizhong's chest directly, leaving horrific bloody holes. He looked at Zhou Li in disbelief and fell backwards, unable to believe that Zhou Li would really kill him.

"Big brother!"

The bad guys were completely shocked by this scene. The death of the controller left them unable to take immediate action. However, Jin Yiwei took action. Long knives came from the darkness, some cut off the crossbows, and some were placed on the necks of the bad guys to make it difficult for them to move rashly. Along with the rustling sound, the original fierce murderous aura completely disappeared. But the horse bandits from the darkness rushed out, holding knives and rushing towards Zhou Li with ferocious eyes.

"Kill without mercy."

Zhou Li watched indifferently as three men wearing mahjong masks rushed out, and were then shot to death by random arrows from Jin Yiwei on the roof, in the dark, or in the grass. After screaming in agony, the horse bandits lay on the ground, lifeless.

Lifting his feet, he slowly walked to Han Shizhong who could not close his eyes. Zhou Li leaned over and looked at Han Shizhong, who had blood bubbles in his mouth and couldn't say a word. He could only make a whooshing sound with his throat, and said calmly:
"My lord, the county magistrate, you are not Zhang Mazi. You are just a dog official who colluded with Huang Silang to make a lot of money for himself. It was just a dream he had just before the thunder in his hand was about to explode."

"You colluded with the Painted Skin Cult and tried to completely control the four major families. You put down the barrier not to cut off Huang Silang's retreat, but to cut off channels for external communication during this period. Han Shizhong, Anshan is about to collapse, right? You have discovered that this huge mountain in Anshan is going to collapse in your hands, right?"

Are they two right? They pierced Han Shizhong's heart like two sharp arrows. He raised his hand in disbelief and pointed at Zhou Li, trembling as if he wanted to say something or question something.

"You want to ask me why I know that, right?"

Zhou Li's eyes were cold, without any emotion, like a pool of stagnant water. He pressed Han Shizhong's head, turned his head in the direction of the wonderful melting pot in Anshan, and said softly:
"Master Han, didn't you see it?"

"The furnace has already begun to eat people."

The Anshan Furnace requires countless sources of fuel and steel as raw materials to continuously release power and unfold the barrier. Since the barrier was deployed, there were originally homeless people and wanderers in Anshan. Now, the entire Anshan is as clean as a cleaned street, without any stains.

However, is this a possible thing?
"The Purcell didn't even find the endless energy source, can you find it?"

Zhou Li looked at Han Shizhong, who was gradually losing his breath and refusing to look back, and said calmly:
"Old Han, Anshan's economy is in dire straits, and too many people have died. You want to wipe out the four major families in one fell swoop and use all the wealth of their four families to make up for the shortfall. But you are worried about doing so. It will trigger a counterattack from the forces behind the four major families. I’m afraid you can’t bear it, so you want to find three knives to prevent your hands from being stained with blood.”

"The horse bandits are your own force and your best knife. They can be discarded at any time, or they can be your most satisfying knife. They can also draw out the Painted Skin Cult, which is the most dangerous one. The most versatile knife. With a substitute and a different person, you have countless reasons to escape the counterattack of the forces behind the four major families. "

After finishing speaking, Zhou Li thoughtfully stuffed Han Shizhong with a quick-acting heart-saving pill to prevent him from dying too quickly. Zhou Li Huigu tirelessly explained like a standard villain: "In the end, you found me. If my guess is right, you went for Liu Haizhu at the beginning. A straightforward and powerful Taoist priest, It’s the best knife for doing dirty work. It’s a pity that I accidentally appeared in that place and ruined the good show you put on for Liu Haizhu.”

"But, after you think about it, you think I'm not bad either. They're all knives anyway. Just throw them away after use. You don't care what happens to them. So, you pulled me into your camp and used zombies and slaves to The Painted Skin Cult lured me into the situation. Unfortunately, you were too impatient. If you had not appeared here today, Liu Haizhu would not have rushed into your house and let the horse bandits set fire to you, and I would not have killed you directly today. "

"Because I don't know whether you are making money for yourself or for the prince. Your appearance made me understand that you are eager to control Huang Silang, or directly kill him and quickly blockade the Huang family, just to prevent this The incident reached the prince’s ears.”

"Old Han, you are really greedy."

Zhou Li smiled and stretched out his hand to close Han Shizhong's eyes. Then he stood up and said to the people behind him: "Let's go, it's settled here."

Xu Xuan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his brain still not understanding what happened. She didn't understand why today's plot happened so fast, as if she was driving at ten times speed.

In just one night, the top villain Huang Silang was completely controlled and died. Then according to common sense, it should go through the stages of "surface cooperation - investigating the truth - collecting clues - uncovering the mastermind - confronting Han Shizhong - exciting game", and then the ultimate villain Han Shizhong emerges ,died.

Just die.

With a bang, he died.

well? Isn't this plot development wrong?

Why is this happening?

Xu Xuan was hugged by Zhuge Qing in a daze and left this dark alley. But Ying Yuan just stood in front of Zhou Li obediently, and her charming appearance made Zhou Li lose his mind. Later, Zhou Li showed unprecedented emotional intelligence and calmly held Ying Yuan in his arms.

Yingyuan's eyes are crescent-shaped, as cute as crescent moons. She buried her head in Zhou Li's arms without saying a word, just enjoying the joyful breath with peace of mind.

Just like that, the originally noisy alley became quiet. Han Shizhong's body was placed on the ground, motionless, and his eyes were still staring in the direction of the furnace until he died.

Click.

Click...
"How careless..."

Zhao Long slowly climbed out of the ground and stood stiffly on the ground like a zombie. He bent down, covered Han Shizhong's face with his hands, and closed his eyelids. He looked at Han Shizhong's pale face, laughed strangely, and said slowly:
"To think that a beast like Zhou Li is so normal, Han Shizhong, you didn't die unjustly."

Lifting Han Shizhong's body up and holding it in his hands, Zhao Long glanced at the broken musket on the ground. Then he shook his head, returned to the land, and walked in slowly.

What Zhao Long didn't see was that among the messy grass, a picture stone that had been thrown in at an unknown time was lying quietly on the ground, emitting a strange light.

Zhou Li did not take everyone back to the small courtyard given to him by Han Shizhong before. He mainly felt that it was unlucky. He chose to come to an unexpected place and find an unexpected person.

"Sun Defeng is my eldest brother!"

Zhou Li stood under the plaque with the four characters "Fish Market Giant" and said loudly to the dumbfounded servant: "You listen to me, you and Sun Defeng report it and tell him that his good brother Tang Cen from Beiliang Taixue has come. Visit me and ask him to come to me with ten plump yellow croakers!”

"No, this..."

When a domestic slave is in trouble, Sun Defeng is considered a well-known figure in Anshan. He dares to address his name so directly and speaks plausibly. This person must not be a good person. But the problem is that Sun Defeng really has something to do right now, not at home.

"Master Sun, now, now..."

A trace of inappropriate shyness appeared on the house slave's face.

"In the brothel." (End of chapter)