Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 19: Silent Street
On the south gate tower, a man with a golden silk tied around his wrist stood shoulder to shoulder with the soldiers guarding the city.
After seeing a short but thrilling battle outside the city, the man immediately wrote a few words on silk with a carbon stick. The silk was tied to an arrow. Then, he bent the bow and shot an arrow. The arrow flew more than 60 meters in the air and landed accurately on the railing on the third floor of a restaurant in the city.
A man who had been waiting here for a long time immediately pulled out the arrow, took off the silk, and used his lightness skills to climb walls and fly over several restaurants and shops He ran for a few breaths and came to a courtyard. He handed the silk to a majestic old man sitting in the main seat of the courtyard.
This old man was none other than the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, Wang Feihu.
The Golden Sword Sect has a history of eighty years and has developed a complex network of relationships in this city. People in both the black and white worlds have to respect Wang Feihu.
However, each of the other three people sitting in the courtyard at this time is the head of a faction, and their status and position are no less than Wang Feihu.
The four of them can already represent the leaders of the underworld forces from this city to several cities, prefectures and counties in the northwest and northeast.
After Wang Feihu took a look at the silk, he sighed, "Sure enough, it's here."
A horse-faced man sitting on the west side said excitedly, "It's finally here. It's time for us to take action."
A one-eyed old man in the east saw Wang Feihu's difficult expression and advised: "As the saying goes, everyone has to make a move in this city. When that person dies, no matter whether Brother Wang succeeded or not, you will be suspected. You might as well do it for real."
"That's pertinent." A middle-aged scholar in the south said, "According to the rough information collected by my disciples, there are already 23 gangs that have arrived in this city during this period. In addition, there are 19 established sects with a history of more than 50 years. There are no less than 40 famous masters in the underworld entering the city. This chaos is inevitable."
"Brother Wang, rather than just ignore it and end up with a mess and serious suspicion, why don't we join forces to grab the grains from the fire and explore the treasure together? Then it will be easy to change our appearance and rebuild a foundation."
The three of them took turns to persuade him, and Wang Feihu nodded heavily: "I have already heard the interests involved clearly analyzed by the old brothers in the past few days. There is no need to worry that I will change my mind at the last minute. Let's discuss it carefully and decide what to do next."
Wang Feihu spread the silk on the table and said, " Since chose this route, everyone knew that this city was a must-go place. He must also know that the city is full of dangers. There are only two ways to deal with it. One is to use disguises and other methods to hide his tracks and get away with it. But he fought directly with others outside the city, so this point can be ruled out."
“The second way is to be fast.”
Wang Feihu slapped his palm on the table and said, "Ride on the horse and gallop from the south gate to the north gate, breaking through the obstacles at the fastest speed. As long as the speed is fast, the time will be short, and the number of people he really needs to fight and repel will be less. This is a dangerous road, but also a way to survive."
"From the South Gate to the North Gate, go straight along Ginkgo Street, turn left in front of Yuelai Inn, cross the Drizzle Bridge, enter Maple Street, and then go north to exit the city." The one-eyed man said, "The area around the Drizzle Bridge and above and below the Yuelai Inn are the best places for ambush, but others also know that there are already many people ambushing there, and we can't get in."
Wang Feihu pointed at the map on the table and said, "So let's take a gamble. We bet that this young boy can gain the trust of the Beggars' Sect. He must be quite capable and can get through the numerous ambushes ahead and cross the Drizzle Bridge."
"All our personnel are stationed in the middle of Maple Street."
There was no time to lose. Since the place of action had been decided, Wang Feihu and his four men, together with a few of their close confidants, were about to set off for the ambush site. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the disciple who was good at light skills came with silk to report the news.
Wang Feihu looked at the words on the silk and was stunned. The other three people hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
"He didn't choose one, nor did he choose two." Wang Feihu's face was obviously confused. "After Fang Yunhan's fast horse broke through three ambushes at the south city gate, he entered the city, but found an inn nearby to tie up his horse and was walking leisurely on Ginkgo Street."
"this……"
The other three also looked at each other.
Although Fang Yunhan had no reputation in the martial arts world before, since he was trusted by the Beggars' Sect to do this and was able to get here safely, he must not be a brainless and incompetent person.
But this was a really stupid thing to do.
Walking slowly into the city, do you really think you have unrivaled martial arts skills? No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still made of flesh and blood. There are hundreds of people, and they are even masters with some reputation in the martial arts world. If they fight one after another, I am afraid they will be chopped into meat paste in the end.
"Could it be~" Wang Feihu pondered, "Could it be that he wants to stir up trouble and let the various forces in the city fight each other first to relieve the pressure on his way later? Or maybe..."
The old man suddenly seemed to have discovered a big secret, and clapped his hands, "Look! We only rely on the picture to identify people, why didn't we think that Fang Yunhan who came into the city might be someone else's disguise? This fake guy is stalling for time here, even at the risk of his life, while the guy who really has the treasure map is taking advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters."
The one-eyed man frowned and said, "It's no use for us to speculate here. How about this? You two should go to the ambush site according to our previous plan. Brother Wang and I will go to Ginkgo Street to see what's going on."
Everyone nodded and split into two groups.
When the one-eyed old man and Wang Feihu arrived at Ginkgo Street and found the location chosen by the man who had delivered the intelligence before, they leaned out and looked down from the railing. Suddenly, they seemed to feel an unusual oppression, pressing down on their hearts and faces.
It was still early at this time, and the vendors who usually set up stalls on both sides of Ginkgo Street had not gone out yet, but a lot of people had gathered on both sides of the street .
These people were dressed differently, most of them wore coarse cloth, but the bulges under their wrists, around their waists and behind their necks, as well as the occasional dull luster, could easily distinguish them from ordinary people.
There were also many people who openly carried knives and swords.
These people were either alone, or in groups of three or five, or even dozens of them gathered together. While they were on guard against each other, they were also paying attention to the person walking down the street.
The long street of 380 steps was filled with people, as silent as a snowy field. Even the noisy guests in the restaurants and inns on both sides who didn't know what was going on were silenced.
Half of the city was silent. Only the handsome young man in plain black clothes and a silver headband was walking leisurely in the middle of the long street, surrounded by wolves.
