Chapter 53 Who is wearing a wet shirt beside the pavilion?

Most people in Chang'an know that for some reason that no one knows, Chunfeng Ting has always been reluctant to mention the name of his gang: the Yulong Gang. He prefers to call the largest gang in Chang'an Chunfeng Ting. Many people speculated that this was because he had lived on Chunfengting Henger Street since he was a child. His enemies secretly ridiculed him, thinking that he had killed too many people, made too much money, done too many bad things, and did not want others to call him vulgar. So he insisted on linking himself, his gang and the seemingly elegant name Chunfengting.

Chunfeng Pavilion is located in the slums of Dongcheng. The buildings are in dilapidated condition. From day to night, it is filled with stalls and hawkers and idlers walking in the streets. It is not even quiet, and naturally there is no elegance at all. But today the Chunfeng Pavilion area is exceptionally quiet and quiet, so quiet that the sound of falling rain is like thunder, and so quiet that the sound of the cool spring breeze blowing over the sign of the dilapidated bakery is like pine waves. The streets and lanes from Heng 4th Street to Heng 1st Street, There were no passers-by walking in the rain, not even a baby crying. It was as if nothing else existed except the wind and rain and the streets shrouded in a sense of solemnity. It was so quiet that it was deadly quiet.

The distance from Lin 47 Alley to Chunfeng Pavilion was not too far. The two of them walked slowly like tourists, and it didn't take long before they walked into this quiet street and dark alley.

The Spring Breeze Pavilion in front is hidden in the night and the sound of wind and rain. Only a dilapidated small pavilion can be vaguely seen, but no one knows how many enemies are also hidden inside and outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion in the night and wind and rain.

Ning Que, who was wearing a black mask and carrying a lot of things on his back, walked conscientiously behind Chao Xiaoshu and held an oil-paper umbrella, playing the role of an assistant waiter very well - I don't know when he took over. He passed the umbrella in Chao Xiaoshu's hand.

Chao Xiaoshu was walking with his hands behind his back as always, with a faint smile on his face even though his green shirt was mostly wet by the rainwater dripping from the oil-paper umbrella, which illuminated the windy and rainy night outside the umbrella.

There was deathly silence all around the shabby little pavilion.

None of the people ambushing here expected that instead of the three thousand green-shirted brothers they imagined, there was only Chunfengting Laochao alone, and then he broke in with a silent young man, accompanied by wind and rain.

For a long time, it is determined that there are only the old dynasty and Ning Que of the Chunfeng Pavilion. The enemies hidden in the night of the night no longer hide their whereabouts. The knife slowly pulled out the friction of the scabbard, and hundreds of faces came out of the alley from the lane from the side of the pavilion.

The old dynasty and Ning Que of Chunfeng Pavilion stood not far from the tattered small pavilion, and quietly looked at the black pressure crowds poured out in all directions. Chao Xiaoshu smiled slightly, and did not ask the boy behind him to be afraid of this boring question. He raised his arms and wiped the rain on his face, and pointed to a slightly fat middle -aged man in the middle of the crowd and said:

"This man is Master Meng, and the south city is the house. The shaved man next to him is called Song Tietou. Master Meng is the elder brother of Song Tietou.

As the middle -aged man in the blue shirt raised his arms, the crowd around the rainy night suddenly commoted, holding the sharp blade standing at the forefront to show his boss to show his brave man, his expression was slightly rigid, and he took a step back subconsciously. Ning Que stood behind him and looked at this scene quietly. He generally learned about the status of Yulong Gang in the night world of Chang'an City, and learned how deterrents of the five words of the Chunfeng Pavilion Old Chao in these rivers and lakes.

Chao Xiaoshu smiled, and did not talk to the other party. He said at the depths of the crowd on the east side and said, "This name is Junjie, the main master of the West City, and there are also many people under his hand. On weekdays "" "

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the people who stood in a small circle to the pavilion and frowned slightly: "Those who are all uncle Cat. Uncle Cat has always been mixed with Chang'an House. He will be afraid of him, but since his aunt is the chamber of the recording of Chang'an Mansion, he gives him some face. "

"Those men are more troublesome. They are all retreated by the city gate army. There are real kung fu on the bottom of the hand. What is even more troublesome is that because the freight lines I managed to pay for them, the city gate army itself I have a good opinion of me, kill them, I don't know if the city gate army will continue to make trouble. "

Among the wind and rain in the spring night, hundreds of people in Chang'an City gathered around the Chunfeng Pavilion, just to surround the first gangster of Changan. However, in the face of this situation, he introduced it very gentlely for Ning Que Which characters came tonight, all of them were omitted, and they looked particularly patient, or confident.

Ning Que lowered his voice and said, "You can introduce the introduction, but don't introduce me. These are the Chang'an City underworld. If you know my identity, how can I mix in Changan City?"

"After tonight, if these people have not been killed, they will probably be killed." Chunfeng Pavilion looked at the crowd in the rainy night, and said calmly: "In this case, why should you be afraid of them?"

Ning Que supported the umbrella and looked at his back very seriously: "I'm not afraid of killing, but I'm afraid of trouble."

Under the umbrella, the two talked softly, and the crowd on the rainy night finally couldn't bear the humiliation of the Changan heroes as nothing to look at.

Although watching the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion is the end of the old dynasty, to tell the truth, not to look at the person closed his eyes without his own eyes, and no one dares to be in front of the other side. The most powerful forces are the greatest, and they are also most pressed by fish dragons.

"Jolly grain, move library, logistics support of the military department, guarding the periphery of the households' warehouses, our Datang's most profitable secret work, all of which have been used for your fish and dragons in these years, not even a little soup. Brothers, Sheng Tianzi in the reign, is there really such a reason in this world? "

Master Nancheng Meng looked coldly and said: "You should know what is called criminal anger. In the past, the brothers of all families watched you three points on the years of your Chunfeng Pavilion. You, you still don't get in oil and salt, then don't blame us to be polite to you. "

"The level of humanity of mixed rivers and lakes has not been high, so they can only say so many words when they turn over and over. I needed to come forward to negotiate with others in the early years. This kind of words are really about to be called calluses."

Chao Xiaoshu stood under the umbrella, watched Master Nancheng, who was talking about, and said with a smile. He naturally did not say to the other party, but to listen to the back of him behind him.

When Master Nancheng Meng saw him so indifferent, his complexion became extremely ugly. He had a crutch in his hand and drank: "The fish and dragon gang is known as the three thousand green shirts, but you and I are clear. More than two hundred people, now your best brothers, are all suppressed by the nobles in the Yulin Junxiao camp, I want to see how you can get out tonight! "

Chao Xiaoshu looked at his fat face that was twitching slightly, and suddenly Zhan Yan replied: "Back to your first question first, whether it is to solve food, move warehouses, or transportation. I can dominate these business for so many years. I am qualified to dominate. Whether you are or Shun Jie or Uncle Mao, none of you have the ability to dominate these business, and even these businesses are in front of you, you dare not eat. "

"You don't have to test whether I have any back hands, I can tell you that no one will come around the Chunfeng Pavilion by the brothers of the Chunfeng Pavilion. Your home, I believe at this time, there is no uncle to be quiet at this time,

As these words echoed around the dilapidated pavilion, the crowd in the rain suddenly became more commotion. They surrounded Chao Xiaoshu here and sent people to follow Chao Xiaoshu's whereabouts. Who would have thought that Chao Xiaoshu was actually using himself as bait? They were lured here, but they sent all the remaining strength of the Yulong Gang to their lair!

"No harm to your wife, children and home!" The men who retreated from the city gate army shouted harshly: "Chao Xiaoshu, you are going too far!"

Chao Xiaoshu looked slightly cold, then shook his head slightly and said: "You are surrounding me in front of my house. If I hadn't dispersed the family members early, would this be considered a disaster to the family? But don't worry, I, Chunfengting Laochao, always do things well. There are rules, and I don't intend to kill you on your doorstep and make your parents, wives, and children heartbroken."

After a brief pause, he looked at everyone and said calmly: "But after tonight, don't even think about having a home in Chang'an City."

Don't even think about having a home in Chang'an City.

A simple sentence made many images appear in the minds of everyone in the room - these five words "Chunfengting Laochao" are a fidelity guarantee, and he will definitely not move if he can't help everyone's relatives - However, on a slightly cold spring rainy night, The old, sick, sick, wife and young children at home were rudely kicked out of the house, and then the house and shop that he had run for many years was turned into rubble by those green-shirted men from the Yulong Gang. Who could accept such a thing happening to him?

Nancheng Master Meng's fat face twitched again. The umbrella he held did not cover all the rain. This twitch actually knocked out a few raindrops on his flesh. He said in a cold voice: "No house can be built again, and a person dies." There is no way to live again, as long as I kill you Chunfengting Laochao, the world will be different from now on, Chang'an City... will be ours!"

"Chang'an City will always belong to His Majesty the Emperor." Chao Xiaoshu smiled mockingly, looked down at the sword at his waist, raised his head and showed a heart-breaking smile, and said: "Speaking of killing me, you have seen me Take action?"

Behind him, Ning Que gathered up the oil-paper umbrella and threw it casually at his feet. He raised his right hand and pointed diagonally at the handle of Yuyun's knife behind his back.

Chao Xiaoshu slowly stretched out his hand to hold the sword hilt at his waist. The moment his slender fingers grasped the rain-stained sword hilt, the blue shirt on his body vibrated slightly, and countless raindrops were bounced off into fine gouache, like Misty fog.

The middle-aged man with a gentle smile suddenly became murderous, as if he had turned into another person. The cold rain around him seemed to feel something, and he swayed and tilted silently to avoid it. Not a drop dared to touch that green shirt.