Volume 1: The Jianghu is the main thing, who is the guest? Chapter 50 Ambush on a Rainy Night
The fight is over.
"Who was that dancer just now? You actually let her go."
The pleasure boat was in a mess, but Murong Ying seemed to be in high spirits. He continued to sit in his expensive chair, drinking wine and listening to dance music, but his words already contained a hint of accusation.
Li Muchan said calmly and with a smile, "Since you already have the answer in your heart, why bother asking more questions? It's not that I let her go, but I should be glad that she didn't kill me. After all, she possesses the 'Chuannv Mihun Dafa', which is not so easy to deal with."
Murong Ying's scrutinizing eyes changed, and she suddenly smiled softly, looking at the jade cup in her hand, and said with some amusement: "She is really a peerless beauty, charming to the core. Hehe, I just don't know how good she is in bed? I heard that she grew up in a brothel since she was a child, so she probably knows how to please men... I want her."
From her words, it was clear that he had guessed that the dancer was Shangguan Xiaoxian.
"Really?"
Hearing Murong Ying say these words, Li Muchan smiled even more in the rain, but while he was laughing, he reached out and pressed down his hat inconspicuously, covering the remaining half of his face in shadow.
For some reason, he suddenly had an irresistible urge to kill the other person, especially after hearing those last four words.
This feeling was very strange. It didn't mean that he had fallen in love with that woman and couldn't accept other people's coveting. Rather, Li Muchan already had a desire to win over Shangguan Xiaoxian, to defeat her, and to conquer her, as if this was a hurdle he had to overcome. He regarded her as an opponent and wanted to defeat her completely.
There has to be a winner.
He was very competitive, extremely competitive. I still remember that even when he was playing rock-paper-scissors with other kids, he could play for an entire afternoon just to win.
The same goes for Yan Shisan. When competing in perseverance, he never thinks he will lose. He just wants to win.
The same is true in the casino, he never loses.
For Li Muchan, if he does something, he either doesn’t do it at all, or if he does it, he must be the final winner, no matter who the other party is.
And now, if he wants to reach the end, reach the top, and see the scenery at the top, he is destined to win over many people.
In this vast world, many heroes have emerged and many outstanding people have come forward. Now that he has the capital to gain a foothold, of course he must take a step further and move forward... He has no room to retreat.
Suddenly, Murong Ying slowed down her movements while playing with the jade cup and glanced at him meaningfully: "You want to kill me, are you in love with that woman?"
Li Muchan lowered his head, looking very respectful, "I want her too, to defeat her and kill her."
Murong Ying's eyes had become dim, and he said slowly, "You really don't know how to be sympathetic to women."
Li Muchan asked softly: "What should we do next?"
Murong Ying glanced at him and said, "On April 9th, we will launch a general attack on Shenjian Villa. Don't miss it."
April 9th?
Isn't this the day when the "Qinglong Society" takes action?
Li Muchan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much. Instead, he picked up an umbrella on the ground and turned away.
Finally, Murong Ying's voice came slowly: "By the way, I have another good news for you. The leader's divine sword is about to be completed and will soon break through the barrier."
What this means is that the evil cult is about to move eastward.
In an instant, Li Muchan felt as if thunder had exploded in his heart, and he felt a great sense of crisis. A few words emerged in his mind -
[Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night]
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Li Muchan left the painting boat but did not go back to the Red Mansion directly.
Now all forces have gathered in Jinling just for the "Excalibur Villa". To be on the safe side, he took a few detours and avoided crowded places. In his mind, he was sorting out everything that happened today, especially the second young master Xie.
To be honest, before today, he didn't know that there was such a person in the Xie family. Even in the world, few people knew about this second young master of the Divine Sword Villa.
It would be terrible if this person's cowardice and weakness were all pretended.
There was a drizzle on the long street, and it was already three o'clock in the night.
Under the lights of thousands of homes, Li Muchan strolled along the quiet streets with an umbrella, stepping on the mottled stone slabs and listening to the dripping rain in the night, feeling particularly lonely.
But as he walked, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small stall on the street corner ahead. In front of the stall was a tattered sheepskin umbrella, and under the umbrella was a wooden cart with a boiler on it. In front of the pot stood a hunchbacked old woman, who was struggling to hold an iron spoon, as if stirring something.
A rich aroma of meat wafted through the wind and rain.
Li Muchan sniffed and walked closer.
But the dim remaining light cast a ball of light in the night rain, so that each strand of the old woman's silver hair could be clearly seen, messy and sparse, and covered with raindrops.
The old man was really too old, and he was trembling. His hands were skinny and bony like dried orange peels, his eyebrows were drooping, and his loose face was covered with brown spots. It was very moving and pitiful to see him.
Li Muchan sighed. Once upon a time, he also did a small business like this, but he was targeted by someone and almost had his clothes stripped off.
He walked over and asked gently, "Old man, what are you selling?"
"Meat soup, fresh mutton!" The old woman slowly raised her face. On her old face, one eye glowed coldly, and the other eye was blinded by a sword or a hidden weapon. The skin and flesh were turned inside out, and the tendons were densely covered, forming an ugly old scar. At first glance, it was scarier than a demon. "Hey, young master, do you want a bowl?"
Li Muchan held up an umbrella and glanced at the boiling soup pot. She pursed her lips and looked at the milky white soup with oil floating in it. Suddenly, she frowned and said, "It's too bland. I put a lot of thought into this business when I started it. Everyone who has eaten it says it's good. Even though it's a small business, it's full of tricks."
The old woman was stunned, obviously not expecting Li Muchan to say such a thing. She opened her one eye and was unable to react for a moment.
Li Muchan continued to talk to himself, "Look at your soup. The blood foam hasn't been skimmed off yet. It smells fishy and muttony. It's overcooked, and the meat is rotten. The key is that when the soup boils, all the hair at the bottom floats up. It's not appetizing at all."
He spoke very logically, with a smile on his face, but his narrowed eyes showed a cold light.
Behind the wooden cart, a bloody corpse was lying on the ground.
He turned around again and saw that there were more people on the road he came from and on the street ahead.
These people are tall and short, fat and thin, male and female, old and young. The women include prostitutes with heavy makeup and half-exposed breasts, peasant women with big hands and feet and coarse linen clothes, and the old woman selling soup; the men include scholars, young men, beggars, merchants...
These people were holding umbrellas, blue paper umbrellas, and were walking towards him slowly, neither hurried nor slow, but with murderous intent hidden in their hearts.
Li Muchan took a breath of cold air, his eyes turning sinister.
"Qinglong Society!"
He didn't say it, but he was sure of it in his heart.
And then another name popped up in Li Muchan’s mind.
"Thank you Longteng!"
It can only be this person, and only him.
It seems that this person is not only very powerful, but also extremely scary. Because if even one of the seven dragon heads of the "Green Dragon Society" is not scary, then is there anyone scary in the world?
Li Muchan didn't expect this either. He only guessed that the other party might be a member of the "Qinglong Society". He didn't expect that he still underestimated the second young master Xie.
If he wasn't the leader of the Qinglong Society, how could he mobilize so many killers in such a short time?
This is not a bug at all, it is clearly a poisonous dragon that has been dormant for many years and wants to swallow up the world.
Who could it be?
Li Muchan was already thinking about where he had revealed his true colors just now? Or did the other party realize that his identity had been exposed?
But no matter what, we can't avoid a fierce battle tonight.
Li Muchan folded his umbrella, leaned it against the wooden cart, and slowly walked to the center of the street.
Tonight, he doesn't want to retreat anymore. He should face his true heart and realize his ambitions.
In this world, strength is ultimately what matters.
"Hey!"
With a deep shout, the old woman in front of the stall suddenly appeared with a ferocious face. With skills that did not match her age, she flipped over like a monkey, and moved her hands forward and backward. Two flying needles flew out of her sleeves and shot straight at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stood tall, without even looking, and turned the knife in his hand with his wrist. With two ding-ding sounds, the flying needle was swept aside, and an old beggar not far away fell down immediately.
The old woman missed her attack and wanted to attack again while in mid-air, but the next moment, her one eye suddenly bulged out, and she saw a piece of scabbard breaking through the wind and rain, as fast as a black light, and silently pierced into her throat.
"puff!"
The old woman's throat was shattered, she spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and fell at Li Muchan's feet.
He lifted the brim of his hat and pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand. Suddenly, the scabbard sank a little more and pierced through the old woman's throat. It sank into the stone, as if it was rooted in the ground and stood upright.
"bass!"
With a trembling sound, the long sword was slowly pulled out of the sheath in Li Muchan's hand, and a green light was revealed.
