City Marshal

The legendary Master Tianzang did not come here in Chu Tian's imagination.

"Is there any news from Dongpu recently?"

Chu Tian asked Yingming and Mei lightly: "Is Master Zang inclined to come out of the mountains that day?"

Although Chutian made the worst plan for the Dongying incident, he did not put all his focus on Masako Jinggong, so nine days after No. 40, the three major families were destroyed, Chutian began to focus on other incidents , Dongying handed over to Yingming Kazumi to be responsible alone.

Yingming and Mei shook their heads, sighed and said: "No, an expert outside the world is an expert outside the world, if you are invited out of the mountain by Prince Jinggong with a few words, it is commonplace. It is rumored that Masako Jinggong ate it the first time she went to see her." The door was shut, and Tianzang, who seemed to know what she meant, refused to see her because he was unwell."

There was a smile on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, and then he responded calmly: "Then, is Prince Jing Gong giving up?"

Ying Minghemei smiled wryly, and took over the topic and said: "No, Masako Jinggong didn't give up even though she was rejected. I heard that she took the emperor's name card and then paid a visit to this royal master, but Tianzang refused to meet her first. Kneel on the top of the mountain for 49 sunrises and sunsets."

"Kneeling for 49 days, Tianzang will consider seeing her."

A flash of praise flashed in Chutian's eyes, and he sighed softly and said, "Jinggong Masako has gone crazy in order to kill me. Master Tianzang asked her to kneel for 49 days because she wanted her to calm down, and hoped that when she stood up, she could Restore her princely mind, and smile away all grievances!"

"Forget it, let's ignore her for now, we are preparing for the Qingming Festival."

Chutian asked Shen Binger and the others to prepare for Qingming sacrifices.

"A handsome army must have a place of honor for the dead!"

This is when Chu Tian spoke to Shen Binger and the others word by word during the high-level meeting of the handsome army: "Over the years, although the deceased brothers and sisters have been buried in a grand manner, and their families have received generous pensions, this is far from enough , we must remember them with actions.”

"Remember their names, remember their exploits."

Amidst the doubts of Feng Wuqing and Hattori Hideko, Shen Binger was the first to understand Chu Tian's meaning, took the topic and replied: "Young commander, do you mean to engrave stone tablets for them? Take all the brothers who died in battle Sisters remember one by one? Well, I think this method is very good."

Feng Wuqing sat up straight, hesitated for a while and asked: "Will this be too ostentatious? After all, erecting a stone monument..."

Chu Tian breathed out, put his hands behind his back and said, "Standing up the stele is indeed a bit ostentatious, and it's easy to be questioned by the authorities. Let's build a hill and use it as the tomb of the dead brother, and make it a spiritual symbol of the handsome army. Let the brothers They can leave their names even when they die in battle.”

"People are always forgetful, and only words can be passed down for a long time."

Shen Binger nodded lightly, and responded after thinking for a while: "Young commander, it is easy to build a mountain, and you can get it done by throwing a lot of money, but where to set up this cemetery? And how should the admission criteria be set? If Every brother is sent in, ten mountains are not enough to bury loyal bones."

Chutian seemed to have made plans in his heart, and he raised his finger and said, "Of course the cemetery should be located in Shanghai. The power in the capital is complicated, and setting up the cemetery will easily lead to unexpected disasters. The criteria for admission to the cemetery are left to the Xiao family sisters." I thought, in short, let the dead brother be proud to enter the cemetery!"

Shen Binger nodded: "Okay! I'll make arrangements later."

Chu Tian raised his head slightly, and said a few more words in a steady voice: "This project is estimated to be completed in about a year, but we Qingming can't be idle, ruthless, you list the brothers who died in the past two years, Write down their merits, and let's go to Shanghai in Qingming."

Feng Wuqing opened his mouth and responded, "Understood!"

At almost the same moment, at the Tangmen Headquarters in Shenzhen, He Lingyan, the head of Tangmen's intelligence team, handed Tang Wan'er a piece of information, and then said in a low voice, "Miss, Tiandaomeng will hold an annual high-level meeting in two days. Meetings will be held near the open ocean in Hawaii."

Tang Wan'er took over the information and glanced at it, with a look of murder flashing across her face, she replied: "Very well, I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, the Tang Sect's blood feud can finally be avenged, and grandpa can no longer be saddened. To sacrifice the heads of the Heavenly Dao League to my father and elder brother."

He Lingyan lowered her head slightly: "Miss, what should we do now?"

Tang Wan'er put the information back into her hands, and then spoke clearly: "It's very simple, secretly gather a group of people for me, thirty elites are enough, and let people buy a batch of firearms in the United States in advance, then I will Personally lead the Tang Sect loyalists to a beheading operation."

He Lingyan's fingers trembled imperceptibly, but she quickly regained her proper calm: "Understood! I will immediately select a group of elites with clean backgrounds and loyalty to the lady, and then purchase firearms from American arms dealers through relationships, so that the lady can Easily destroy the Heavenly Dao League."

"Very well, you can arrange it right away."

Tang Wan'er waved her hand resolutely, and her voice was gentle and forceful: "Remember, things must not only be swift but also secret. No one should tell except you and me. Even the brothers who are carrying out the mission will keep it secret for the time being. If the news gets out , I want your head."

He Lingyan's body stiffened, then she lowered her head: "Understood."

"By the way, how is the situation in Taiwan now?"

Tang Wan'er suddenly remembered something and asked He Lingyan a question. These days, her focus was basically on the United States and the interior of the Tang Sect, and instead she paid less attention to the hot land of Taiwan: "Did the Bamboo Union Gang take advantage of the chaos of the Tang Sect to fight for territory? Has that Fan Gang come out to make trouble?"

He Lingyan smiled lightly: "No, everything is fine!"

Speaking of this, she straightened her body slightly: "It is rumored that the internal crisis of the Zhulian Gang is full of dangers, and the elites headed by Wei Pozhu and Zhao Coffin have the tendency to fight against Chen Taishan, so the Zhulian Gang has no spare energy to torment us recently. Like a stone sinking into the ocean without a sound."

He Lingyan looked at Tang Wan'er and added: "However, the elite of the gang have been wiped out seven or eight times long ago, and the remaining evils will not be difficult to develop in three to five years, so you can rest assured, Miss, that they will definitely not take any action while we are going to the United States for revenge. Even if there is, there will be no waves."

"What's more, Mr. Jiang is in command at home."

Tang Wan'er glanced at He Lingyan, and when the latter lowered her head subconsciously, she said, "Why do you suddenly become eloquent and eloquent, and you analyze it so logically? It seems that you have grown a lot these days, and you are no longer a The captain who can only gather information but has no opinion.”

"Everything is due to the young lady's training."

He Lingyan's complexion tightened slightly, and she took up the topic in a loud voice: "Lingyan has always been dull and difficult to do anything. She was promoted to captain in the past because of the love of Tang's gang leader, and the lady spared no effort in cultivating Lingyan to be what she is today. If there is no Miss Tolerate, Lingyan has long been a pile of bones."

Tang Wan'er frowned lightly, then waved her fingers lightly and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense! You know I don't like to be perfunctory, if you can grow and you can help me, I will naturally give you glory and wealth, go on and do things, wait This time, I will give you credit for killing the high-level members of the Heavenly Dao League!"

"Understood! Thank you miss!"

He Lingyan raised her head: "I'll arrange it right away."

After He Lingyan left, Tang Wan'er sat on the sofa and meditated, holding a white mobile phone in her hand. Her slender fingers lingered on Chutian's number several times, but she still didn't press it. She believed that if Chutian knew her If you sneak back to the United States for revenge, you will definitely stop it.

Or, Chu Tian would ask to go with her.

Tang Wan'er didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. After all, it was an opportunity to destroy the core of the Tiandao League in one fell swoop. At the same time, she didn't want Chutian to follow her to take risks. She knew that her man was also entangled in trivial matters now, and the danger from Dongpu did not follow him. Time passes.

She also received news that Prince Jinggong knelt on Mount Fuji.

Although being a Martial Arts Venerable temporarily ignores these mundane affairs, it is hard to guarantee that one day she will be sincerely moved down the mountain by the Prince Jing Gong, so Tang Wan'er does not want Chu Tian to be so busy that she will be attacked by the enemy, so she still did not tell Chu Tian after all, and instead decided to go down on her own. Lead people to the United States for revenge.

Ten minutes later, a text message flooded into Yunnan Wang Fangjun's cell phone.

Fang Jun glanced over, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's time, it's time..." The legendary Master Tianzang did not come here in Chu Tian's imagination.

"Is there any news from Dongpu recently?"

Chu Tian asked Yingming and Mei lightly: "Is Master Zang inclined to come out of the mountains that day?"

Although Chutian made the worst plan for the Dongying incident, he did not put all his focus on Masako Jinggong, so nine days after No. 40, the three major families were destroyed, Chutian began to focus on other incidents , Dongying handed over to Yingming Kazumi to be responsible alone.

Yingming and Mei shook their heads, sighed and said: "No, an expert outside the world is an expert outside the world, if you are invited out of the mountain by Prince Jinggong with a few words, it is commonplace. It is rumored that Masako Jinggong ate it the first time she went to see her." The door was shut, and Tianzang, who seemed to know what she meant, refused to see her because he was unwell."

There was a smile on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, and then he responded calmly: "Then, is Prince Jing Gong giving up?"

Ying Minghemei smiled wryly, and took over the topic and said: "No, Masako Jinggong didn't give up even though she was rejected. I heard that she took the emperor's name card and then paid a visit to this royal master, but Tianzang refused to meet her first. Kneel on the top of the mountain for 49 sunrises and sunsets."

"Kneeling for 49 days, Tianzang will consider seeing her."

A flash of praise flashed in Chutian's eyes, and he sighed softly and said, "Jinggong Masako has gone crazy in order to kill me. Master Tianzang asked her to kneel for 49 days because she wanted her to calm down, and hoped that when she stood up, she could Restore her princely mind, and smile away all grievances!"

"Forget it, let's ignore her for now, we are preparing for the Qingming Festival."

Chutian asked Shen Binger and the others to prepare for Qingming sacrifices.

"A handsome army must have a place of honor for the dead!"

This is when Chu Tian spoke to Shen Binger and the others word by word during the high-level meeting of the handsome army: "Over the years, although the deceased brothers and sisters have been buried in a grand manner, and their families have received generous pensions, this is far from enough , we must remember them with actions.”

"Remember their names, remember their exploits."

Amidst the doubts of Feng Wuqing and Hattori Hideko, Shen Binger was the first to understand Chu Tian's meaning, took the topic and replied: "Young commander, do you mean to engrave stone tablets for them? Take all the brothers who died in battle Sisters remember one by one? Well, I think this method is very good."

Feng Wuqing sat up straight, hesitated for a while and asked: "Will this be too ostentatious? After all, erecting a stone monument..."

Chu Tian breathed out, put his hands behind his back and said, "Standing up the stele is indeed a bit ostentatious, and it's easy to be questioned by the authorities. Let's build a hill and use it as the tomb of the dead brother, and make it a spiritual symbol of the handsome army. Let the brothers They can leave their names even when they die in battle.”

"People are always forgetful, and only words can be passed down for a long time."

Shen Binger nodded lightly, and responded after thinking for a while: "Young commander, it is easy to build a mountain, and you can get it done by throwing a lot of money, but where to set up this cemetery? And how should the admission criteria be set? If Every brother is sent in, ten mountains are not enough to bury loyal bones."

Chutian seemed to have made plans in his heart, and he raised his finger and said, "Of course the cemetery should be located in Shanghai. The power in the capital is complicated, and setting up the cemetery will easily lead to unexpected disasters. The criteria for admission to the cemetery are left to the Xiao family sisters." I thought, in short, let the dead brother be proud to enter the cemetery!"

Shen Binger nodded: "Okay! I'll make arrangements later."

Chu Tian raised his head slightly, and said a few more words in a steady voice: "This project is estimated to be completed in about a year, but we Qingming can't be idle, ruthless, you list the brothers who died in the past two years, Write down their merits, and let's go to Shanghai in Qingming."

Feng Wuqing opened his mouth and responded, "Understood!"

At almost the same moment, at the Tangmen Headquarters in Shenzhen, He Lingyan, the head of Tangmen's intelligence team, handed Tang Wan'er a piece of information, and then said in a low voice, "Miss, Tiandaomeng will hold an annual high-level meeting in two days. Meetings will be held near the open ocean in Hawaii."

Tang Wan'er took over the information and glanced at it, with a look of murder flashing across her face, she replied: "Very well, I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, the Tang Sect's blood feud can finally be avenged, and grandpa can no longer be saddened. To sacrifice the heads of the Heavenly Dao League to my father and elder brother."

He Lingyan lowered her head slightly: "Miss, what should we do now?"

Tang Wan'er put the information back into her hands, and then spoke clearly: "It's very simple, secretly gather a group of people for me, thirty elites are enough, and let people buy a batch of firearms in the United States in advance, then I will Personally lead the Tang Sect loyalists to a beheading operation."

He Lingyan's fingers trembled imperceptibly, but she quickly regained her proper calm: "Understood! I will immediately select a group of elites with clean backgrounds and loyalty to the lady, and then purchase firearms from American arms dealers through relationships, so that the lady can Easily destroy the Heavenly Dao League."

"Very well, you can arrange it right away."

Tang Wan'er waved her hand resolutely, and her voice was gentle and forceful: "Remember, things must not only be swift but also secret. No one should tell except you and me. Even the brothers who are carrying out the mission will keep it secret for the time being. If the news gets out , I want your head."

He Lingyan's body stiffened, then she lowered her head: "Understood."

"By the way, how is the situation in Taiwan now?"

Tang Wan'er suddenly remembered something and asked He Lingyan a question. These days, her focus was basically on the United States and the interior of the Tang Sect, and instead she paid less attention to the hot land of Taiwan: "Did the Bamboo Union Gang take advantage of the chaos of the Tang Sect to fight for territory? Has that Fan Gang come out to make trouble?"

He Lingyan smiled lightly: "No, everything is fine!"

Speaking of this, she straightened her body slightly: "It is rumored that the internal crisis of the Zhulian Gang is full of dangers, and the elites headed by Wei Pozhu and Zhao Coffin have the tendency to fight against Chen Taishan, so the Zhulian Gang has no spare energy to torment us recently. Like a stone sinking into the ocean without a sound."

He Lingyan looked at Tang Wan'er and added: "However, the elite of the gang have been wiped out seven or eight times long ago, and the remaining evils will not be difficult to develop in three to five years, so you can rest assured, Miss, that they will definitely not take any action while we are going to the United States for revenge. Even if there is, there will be no waves."

"What's more, Mr. Jiang is in command at home."

Tang Wan'er glanced at He Lingyan, and when the latter lowered her head subconsciously, she said, "Why do you suddenly become eloquent and eloquent, and you analyze it so logically? It seems that you have grown a lot these days, and you are no longer a The captain who can only gather information but has no opinion.”

"Everything is due to the young lady's training."

He Lingyan's complexion tightened slightly, and she took up the topic in a loud voice: "Lingyan has always been dull and difficult to do anything. She was promoted to captain in the past because of the love of Tang's gang leader, and the lady spared no effort in cultivating Lingyan to be what she is today. If there is no Miss Tolerate, Lingyan has long been a pile of bones."

Tang Wan'er frowned lightly, then waved her fingers lightly and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense! You know I don't like to be perfunctory, if you can grow and you can help me, I will naturally give you glory and wealth, go on and do things, wait This time, I will give you credit for killing the high-level members of the Heavenly Dao League!"

"Understood! Thank you miss!"

He Lingyan raised her head: "I'll arrange it right away."

After He Lingyan left, Tang Wan'er sat on the sofa and meditated, holding a white mobile phone in her hand. Her slender fingers lingered on Chutian's number several times, but she still didn't press it. She believed that if Chutian knew her If you sneak back to the United States for revenge, you will definitely stop it.

Or, Chu Tian would ask to go with her.

Tang Wan'er didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. After all, it was an opportunity to destroy the core of the Tiandao League in one fell swoop. At the same time, she didn't want Chutian to follow her to take risks. She knew that her man was also entangled in trivial matters now, and the danger from Dongpu did not follow him. Time passes.

She also received news that Prince Jinggong knelt on Mount Fuji.

Although being a Martial Arts Venerable temporarily ignores these mundane affairs, it is hard to guarantee that one day she will be sincerely moved down the mountain by the Prince Jing Gong, so Tang Wan'er does not want Chu Tian to be so busy that she will be attacked by the enemy, so she still did not tell Chu Tian after all, and instead decided to go down on her own. Lead people to the United States for revenge.

Ten minutes later, a text message flooded into Yunnan Wang Fangjun's cell phone.

Fang Jun glanced at it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's time, it's time..."