City Marshal

Chen Taishan looked dignified and did not express his attitude.

Mortals don't know that Huo Wuzui had a miscarriage until now, so they do their best to help Zhulian with illusions: "With Chutian's character, he will not kill the Mohist family, and will definitely find someone to negotiate with the Mohist family. Send someone to guard the Mo family, and then send a peace signal to the handsome army envoy!"

Chen Taishan frowned again, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint sarcasm: "Doesn't that mean I should bow my head to Chutian to make amends? How can I, Chen Taishan, do such a thing that loses power and humiliates the country? If I really bow my head, it will be in exchange for Chutian's truce. What's the point? My colleagues in the underworld will also laugh at my incompetence in the Bamboo Union Gang!"

Fan Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not respond.

With his hands behind his back, Chen Taishan once again added righteously: "Even if I, Chen Taishan, lay dead on the street, I will never give in! Besides, Chutian may not be able to fight against the Bamboo Union Gang. Shuai Jun can kill hundreds of people and thousands of people. How can I kill them all?" Thousands of people? From today onwards, I will unite the four major families to conduct a blanket search in Taiwan!"

"Cooperate with the strength of the government army, I don't believe we can't find them!"

The room fell into silence, only the movement of Feng Yiyi stirring the sugar water, the mortal world no longer advised the self-willed Chen Taishan, the enemy is dark and we are clear!Confronting Shuai Jun with this attitude is tantamount to asking for humiliation, but the mortal world knows Chen Taishan's character well, and this person who values ​​face more than fate will not listen to the advice.

The evening wind kept blowing against the windows, and the bang bang hit everyone's hearts.

After all, Mortal sighed softly, and turned the conversation: "In any case, it is best for the lord to sit in the Taishan Garden during this time, so that he can keep himself safe, and he can quickly dispatch after something happens at the hall. As long as the lord is safe Here, the Bamboo Union Gang is here, and Shuai Jun can't make a big storm in Taiwan!"

These words were obviously pleasing to the ear, and Lao Chen's face softened slightly.

He opened the chair and sat down carelessly, then shook his head and said, "By the way, Mortal, I didn't notify Lingling according to your intention, so she doesn't know that you have returned to Taiwan or that you were seriously injured, but I I'm worried that she will know about your situation soon, so you should recover from your injuries as soon as possible!"

There was a touch of warmth on Fan Jian's face, he nodded and replied: "Thank you, Lord!"

Perhaps it was this dispensable concern that caused Fan Jian to persuasion again: "Master Chen, although I understand your excitement about finding an opponent, since Chutian can become your opponent, he must have someone to kill you!" The enemy loses eight hundred strength by one thousand, so you have to think clearly about fighting Shuai Jun to death!"

The words were very polite, so Chen Taishan didn't interrupt.

Fan Jian swallowed his saliva, and tentatively finished his sentence: "Although Chief Chen is an unworldly hero, he has excellent soldiers and good generals, and has never lost to anyone since his debut, but no one dares to say that the handsome army is just a mob. I don't doubt the wisdom of the chief And the Bamboo Union ended up winning, but I don't know if it's worth it."

The fruits of victory are always enjoyed exclusively by those in power, while the harm and pain covered up by the victory are inflicted on ordinary people without omission. This is the difference between superiors and ordinary people.

"Mortal world, when did you become so indecisive and bodhisattva-minded? Who told me that the tombstones of the winners are cast with the corpses and blood of the losers?"

Chen Taishan said with a hint of ridicule, "Just calm down and heal your wounds, I will find a way to deal with this matter!"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Fan Jian's mouth, he nodded slightly and remained silent.

When Chen Taishan was stubborn, the whole Mo family had the same opinion. Apart from not being able to bow to Chu Tian, ​​what was more important was that Shuai Jun had killed eight Zhongqing forces of the Mo family, making the whole Mo family look weak. Mo Yunfeng could now The only one to rely on is himself, and there are dozens of orphans and widows.

Mo Yunfeng looked across the room full of Mohist children, but there was no face of his own son.

Only Mo Yunfeng can experience that feeling of sadness. The old man has been in the world for half a century and has become the leader of the Mohist school, but now he has no one to continue and no one to provoke him. Said that they were all outsiders, belonging to the bones that were used as cannon fodder.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes were empty, and he sighed sadly: "Chutian, you are so poisonous!"

As soon as the words fell, the hundreds of high-ranking children of the Mo family were all filled with righteous indignation, and they clenched their fists and shouted angrily: "Revenge! Revenge! Kill Shuai Jun and kill Chu Tian to avenge my brother!"

Then they all looked at Mo Yunfeng: "Patriarch! Give the order! Let us sneak into the capital and burn Qianlong Garden, and tear Chutian into pieces!"

When Mo Yunfeng was about to say something, a Mohist disciple ran in in a panic.

Although the old man was haggard, he still had the majesty of many years. He glanced at the reckless boy with sharp eyes. The latter was so frightened that he fell to his knees at the door, and said in a panic: "Report to Patriarch, a young man came outside, He claims to be the envoy sent by Shuai Jun to negotiate peace, and he is waiting outside the door now!"

These words immediately startled everyone, Shuaijun envoy?at this time?The Mohist disciples who reacted instantly went crazy, copying guys and shouting to kill, the corners of Mo Yunfeng's mouth twitched slightly, his fists first tightened and then loosened and said: "Help me out, I want to see what the handsome army envoy is! Not only killed more than a hundred of my disciples in the morning, but also dared to come to the Mo family to negotiate peace in the evening? How dare you eat a leopard!"

Hundreds of Mohist disciples flocked out, and Mo Yunfeng staggered forward on crutches.

A ray of sunset came down from the west, Lie Yi stood like a pole among the Mohist flags, his whole body seemed to merge with the air, because no one could see the slightest ups and downs from his face, and his right hand pressed Holding the Tang knife, the stability makes people feel that the sky will fall and it will not shake.

More than a hundred Mohist disciples rushed out from the inside and surrounded Lie Yi from all directions. The latter remained calm but disdainful. When he saw Mo Yunfeng coming out, he said meaningfully: "I heard that the Mohism in Taiwan is a thousand years old. Mozi's original sect continues martial arts, morality, propriety and shame, is it just a vain name?"

Mo Yunfeng was slightly stunned, with some surprise in his eyes.

Although he is suffering from the pain of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man, he still has the demeanor of a general who has weathered many storms. Now seeing Lie Yi flogging their siege with the original meaning of the Mohist school, he can't help but sigh secretly. Suppressing his anger, he shouted: "All the disciples of the Mohist family retreat to me, and the two armies will fight without beheading!"

More than a hundred Mohist disciples knew that the Patriarch was unwilling to follow through, so they had no choice but to raise their swords and retreat.

After all his subordinates receded like a tide, Mo Yunfeng concentrated his eyes, stared at Lie Yi and said, "You are the messenger of Shuai Jun? Shuai Jun killed my own son, nephew, brother, and nearly a hundred disciples and grandchildren in the morning. Now How dare you send you to seek peace? Is Chu Tian too arrogant and ignorant, or are you too stupid and naive?"

"Are you afraid that I will chop you into meat sauce at the command of me?"

Lie Yi didn't waste any more nonsense, and responded clearly: "Arrogance and stupidity don't matter, Mo Yunfeng, I came here today to convey the young commander's will to you. If the Mo family wants to resolve the grievances between the two sides, they must compensate the commander-in-chief [-] million Taiwan dollars. Zhong Li will no longer work for the Bamboo Union Gang! Otherwise, the Mo Mansion will be bloodbathed!"

After saying this, the Mohist disciples fry the pot again.

Everyone felt that Lie Yi was too rampant, and that Shuai Jun was bullying too much. Immediately, two Mohist disciples ignored Mo Yunfeng's order, and shot at Lie Yi angrily, but the latter did not dodge any way while holding the Tang knife. Mo Yunfeng, who wanted to stop his disciples, suddenly became curious, and wanted to see how Lie Yi was doing!But this kind of curiosity only flashed for two or three seconds.

The Mohist disciples approaching suddenly discovered that Lieyi had a familiar beast aura, and the murderous aura erupted instantly. Knowing that they were going to suffer, they suppressed the fear and retreated quickly. They didn't even dare to look at Lieyi's extremely cold eyes. , but it was too late, they suddenly found this person rushing straight in front of them.

A ray of brilliance pierced the sky.

In the next second, their heads flew out of their bodies and fell to the ground.

The Mohist disciples, who were unwilling to die in peace, never thought that this man would use this way to kick off the curtain.

Life and death are but a moment.

Lie Yi's body drew an arc and landed in the distance. At the same time, a few murderous words gently floated into Mo Yunfeng's ears: "Mo Yunfeng, the young commander left a few words before I came. !"

"I have heard that the Mo family has been good at defense and offense since ancient times, and he is willing to be the No. 1 in Po Mo Mansion!"

The implication is to wash the Mo family with blood!