Volume 4: Heroes Shed No Tears Chapter 112 Two trump cards
Zhu Meng is here.
Everyone on the street stared at him.
Although he was still unkempt and dishevelled, he had a different aura, like that of a lion.
"Who dares to touch my Zhu Meng's friends?!"
Zhu Meng came forward with big strides and roar.
This roar was very similar to the one that was said at the Red Flower Festival outside the city of Chang'an: "Zhu Meng's head is right here, take it if you have the guts!"
When Su Weiyun saw him, he knew that Zhu Meng was back. He couldn't bear to watch his friend die for him. He was still the lion!
Perhaps it was just temporarily extinguished before because it lacked a fire starter, but Su Weiyun's arrival had already ignited this pile of dry wood!
Some of the people on the street were the men of the Lion Hall. They were not bad men, but they were forced to rebel by the situation. But after seeing Zhu Meng, they all lowered their heads and dared not look directly at his majesty.
There are another group of people who are different. They are thugs recruited by Cai Chong from other places with a large sum of money. They only care about money and not people. Several of them looked at each other and were eager to try.
They also want to try to replace the old lion!
Hulala!
Instantly, more than a dozen people rushed up surrounded Zhu Meng, Ding Xie, Gao Jianfei, and Su Weiyun.
The two thin swords were the most vicious. They pierced into Zhu Meng's ribs with a "swish". His clothes, which were originally covered with mud and dust, were washed away by the gushing blood in an instant.
Zhu Meng didn't seem to care at all. He didn't even frown. He held the two assassins' heads with his two big hands, crossed them and slammed them together!
Bang!
Their heads hit each other, and the two assassins almost peed and shit all over the place, and they collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again!
Ding Xie used a gun and Gao Jianfei drew his sword, each of them dealt with the thugs around them.
Among them, Su Weiyun was the most ferocious killer. He killed seven people in just a few breaths!
These seven people had no power to fight back at all and were slaughtered like chickens and dogs.
Su Weiyun tore off the mask, revealing his true appearance, standing with a sword in hand.
The people on the street suddenly looked at him with fear, terror and panic.
Some of them were even thankful that they didn't fight this God of Death yesterday. Otherwise, even if they could kill him together, Tongtuo Alley would be a river of blood and corpses would be everywhere!
Su Weiyun killed the last person beside him, and suddenly put the sword to his side. He sank his Qi into his Dantian, gathered his internal strength in his chest, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen to me, it's not too late to take action!"
——All the people who should have left this street have already fled far away, and the people who stayed behind are like a barrel of explosives that may ignite at any time. If something goes wrong, the entire market will be immediately detonated!
But as soon as Su Weiyun said this, the emotions of both the Lion Hall disciples and the Fugitive thugs calmed down a little.
——It was only because Su Weiyun killed too quickly and too cruelly that no one dared to ignore what he said, and no one dared to doubt whether the Xiaoxiang sword would pierce their heart in the next moment.
Things in the world are often so wonderful.
Just a moment ago, he was an insignificant, despised and down-and-out character in the street drama; but in the blink of an eye, he was standing at the center of the world, becoming the protagonist, and no one dared to challenge his position.
Su Weiyun said slowly: "You are all disciples of the Lion Hall... When Master Zhu was driven away, you did not kill Cai Chong; now that Cai Chong is dead, it seems that there is no need for you to kill Master Zhu, right?"
Many people were stunned.
This statement is extremely disloyal, but it is 100% reasonable!
The disciples of the Lion Hall were filled with shame and could not face Zhu Meng anymore.
——When they came out to make a living in the underworld, they valued passion and loyalty, drinking together, eating meat together, and swearing together; but now, they were capricious and their yin and yang were in chaos.
They are breaking the dreams and persistence they once had.
At this moment, it really doesn’t matter whether they are worthy of Zhu Meng or not; what matters is that they seem to be not worthy of themselves!
There was blood on Spike's gun, on his body, and on his face.
He suddenly said, "Those are not all Lion Hall disciples. There are quite a few of them I have never seen before. They are the thugs that Cai Chong hired! "
Su Weiyun looked at the thugs and couldn't help but sneer, "You are just bandits who collect money and help others get rid of disasters. Now that Cai Chong is dead, he can no longer afford the price, why do you need to help him?"
One of the leaders, a man in black holding a large iron sickle, hesitated for a long time, and finally stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "There are so many of us, are we still afraid of these four people? Let's go up and chop them up together!"
"I think you're planning to kill Zhu Meng and become the leader of the Lion Hall yourself!"
Su Weiyun had already taken action when he said the first word, and when he said the word "kill", he was already in front of the black-clothed leader.
The black-clothed leader was shocked, but his reaction was not slow. He subconsciously used his sickle hook to hook Su Weiyun's sword.
However, it seemed as if he was destined to be unable to dodge this sword. He thought he had blocked the green sword with his weapon, but when he looked again, the sword was already at his chest.
Chi.
There was a slight sound, and the whole street fell silent.
The black-clad leader slowly fell down.
Once the black-clad leader died, the rest of the people dared not move.
Su Weiyun asked: "Now that your leader is dead, who do you plan to make the leader?"
There was complete silence and no one dared to speak.
"Why did the Lion Hall come to kill us? Why not just disband right here?"
After a long time, a sinister voice sounded: "Whoever kills this kid will be the new hall master!!"
The voice came stealthily from the crowd, as if it was deliberately concealed.
Before Su Weiyun could say anything, the man in spiked shoes rushed into the crowd!
Click! Click!
Spikes was stabbed in the waist by a sword, and his shoulder was shot by a hidden arrow from somewhere!
But he still gritted his teeth, grabbed the person who was speaking, and pulled him out!
"Are you worthy enough to be the head of the Lion Hall?!"
Spikes' face flushed, he grabbed his collar and yelled loudly.
Su Weiyun sighed, "It turns out that the disciples of the Lion Hall would rather let a bunch of desperate killers be the hall master. They would rather let a bunch of trash ride on their heads. Brother Zhu, why don't we just leave?"
Once these words were spoken, they caused a huge uproar, and the impact was even greater than killing Cai Chongshi!
"Who wants these bastards to be the head of the hall? I don't agree!"
"These cowards are worthy?!"
"I've been annoyed with them for a long time!"
“…”
“…”
Someone actually drew a knife and slashed into the face of the person who was speaking!
"ah!"
The long knife was embedded in the face. The man who was speaking screamed, but he was not dead yet. His expression was even more terrifying.
Nailed Shoes endured the pain, took out the hidden arrow from his shoulder, and pulled out the sword from his waist.
"I know the general trend is irresistible, and we are all forced into this situation, but Master Zhu has returned. If you are still willing, please lay down your weapons..."
Bang!
The arrow was poisoned and he fell.
…
On the eighth day of February, heavy snow fell again.
In the cold wind and snow, four carrier pigeons set off and flew from Luoyang to the white Chang'an.
The journey was extremely cold and difficult, but in the end only two carrier pigeons reached their destination - Chang'an City, the Big Escort Agency.
Zhuo Donglai opened the envelope and said slowly to Sima Chaoqun: "Cai Chong is dead."
Sima Chaoqun was slightly surprised: "He doesn't look like someone who will die soon."
Zhuo Donglai said: "Anyone who meets Master Su from Chang'anju will easily die."
Sima Chaoqun frowned and asked, "Did he do it again?"
Zhuo Donglai sighed, "He just went to find Zhu Meng, but Cai Chong attacked him without knowing the consequences."
Sima Chaoqun said silently: "Then Cai Chong's death was not unjust."
Zhuo Donglai said: "But now the Lion Hall has been reorganized, and the former lion Zhu Meng seems to have returned."
Sima Chaoqun sneered: "But you still have a way, right?"
Zhuo Donglai said: "I still have two trump cards."
Sima Chaoqun drank a bowl of hot Shaodaozi, and seemed a little unwilling and reluctant. He asked loudly: "Is Diewu used to deal with Zhu Meng? What is the other one?"
Zhuo Donglai, wearing a purple sable fur coat, slowly turned around and left: "The other one is used to kill Master Su within seven days."
Sima Chaoqun no longer needed to ask.
If Zhuo Donglai said that he would kill a person within seven days, then it would not be more than a day, not even an hour or a quarter of an hour!
