Chapter 147
"Why did you come here now? The purple and blue swords have already arrived. Where have you been?"

Seeing Gao Feng sitting down with his hands empty, Liansheng, who was sitting across the table eating peanuts, asked with a casual smile.

Gao Feng smiled mysteriously, then stretched his palm into his waist and grabbed it. When he withdrew his hand, a sealed jar of wine with an earthy smell appeared in his hand.

Liansheng's nose trembled slightly, his eyes suddenly shone, and he immediately threw away the peanuts that had been cracked open in his hand, reached out and took the jar of wine, then poured out the warm tea in the tea bowl, unsealed the wine and arrived With a bowl full, enjoy it with squinting your eyes.

"This is a 30-year-old wine that I got from a winery in the west of the city. How does it taste, senior?"

Gao Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile.

"Good wine! It's rich and mellow, and the mouth is warm, like a warm current, filling the whole chest."

He gently stroked his hand in front of his body, closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head as if he was relishing the delicious taste of the drink.

"Hehe! You said that it's not fine wine, but fine nectar."

Lei Bin laughed lightly when he heard this.

"That's the taste of fine nectar and jade liquid."

It was obvious that Lian Sheng liked wine very much, so he said this even though he had never drank the wine.

"You should also drink less good wine. Your ulcer is a small matter, but it is a big deal if it affects your plans for tonight."

After the joking, Lei Bin also stopped eating melon seeds and said with a serious face.

The friendship between the Blackstone killers has always been cold, even among the rare top killers, there is no deep friendship. Although the killers are not as particular about one-on-one confrontation as the people in the rivers and lakes, they are the targets that can make them, the top killers, dispatch together , but it is rare.

Only this important matter related to Rama's body, Blackstone's top killers were dispatched together. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, they would rarely have the opportunity to get together.

Lei Bin and Lian Sheng have a good friendship, but when it comes to business, Lei Bin always looks businesslike, just like this moment.

"It won't be a problem, just half the altar."

Lian Sheng didn't care about Lei Bin's seriousness, and poured wine into his tea bowl with a smile, and the tea bowl completely turned into a wine bowl.

"Are you Rensheng's apprentice?"

Zeng Jing was taken aback by Gao Feng's hidden object trick, glanced at Lian Sheng, and asked Gao Feng.

"I can't teach such a powerful apprentice."

Before Gao Feng could answer, Lian Sheng had already shook his head and laughed, and said, "He is the best killer in Black Stone in the past two years, and he has become a top killer now. If he were my apprentice, I would have retired by now."

"The trick just now?"

Zeng Jing looked at Gao Feng in puzzlement.

"It's my unique skill, just a small trick."

Gao Feng raised his hands with a smile, cupped his fists and said, "I haven't seen Senior Xiao Yu yet, so I'm being rude."

"Hehe! We don't pay attention to this kind of thing."

Liansheng smiled, holding the wine jar to himself, drinking bowl after bowl by himself, feeling uncomfortable.

At this moment, Ye Zhanqing walked over with a round bag that looked like a head, and with a mocking expression on his face, he threw it on the table with a muffled bang.

Liansheng picked up the wine jar and turned around, hehe smiled.

"I really don't understand, how can a strange woman who dominates the martial arts and makes people fearful, marry a poor man who can't even afford bean curds."

Ye Zhanqing paced around Zeng Jing, showed a mocking expression to everyone, and said: "I have been with him for three days, and he either brushes the horse's back or picks up horse dung every day. The only new thing these days is his I bought a whetstone this morning, so such a worthless man doesn't care."

As she spoke, she came to the left side of Zeng Jing, put her palms on the back of the chair, looked down at Zeng Jing's calm face carefully, raised the corners of her mouth, raised her eyebrows, squinted and said with a smile: "So I helped You do a little favor and give him a rest."

Zeng Jing didn't move, her expression didn't change at all, and she didn't even look at the 'head' on the table that didn't smell of blood. She nodded slightly to the others, then got up and turned to leave.

Only Ye Zhanqing, who was giggling coquettishly, was left, rocking back and forth with laughter at her wicked tricks.

Lei Bin glanced at the package, then continued to eat melon seeds, and turned his head to stare at Tongbao Bank across the street, but his eyes were not focused, obviously what he was thinking had nothing to do with tonight's actions.

Liansheng, the colorist, has no interest in this, only the altar of fine wine can make him concentrate.

Instead, Gao Feng picked up the 'head', shook it for a look, then shook his head and threw it back.

"It's a pretty good melon, but it's a pity it's rotten."

……

"Black Stone will not let go..."

puff!
The slight but crisp sound of meat piercing cut off the threat that Jiang Asheng didn't care about.

Pulling out the sword, a gust of blood shot out, Jiang Asheng stepped back to avoid it, picked up a piece of cloth to wipe away the blood stained on the sword, and looked back with a serious face.

In this remote restaurant with poor business, dozens of Blackstone killers were dying, their faces gradually losing temperature still had a ferocious expression, and they were lying on the ground, or on the tables, chairs and benches. It fell on the broken table fragments, it fell on the stairs, it hung on the second floor fence.

When Jiang Asheng turned his head back, several pairs of empty eyes pierced the air, but he ignored them. Although there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, they immediately turned into joy.

For revenge, he has endured it for too long. Some people say that time can dissolve everything, but such a person must have never had a blood feud. The more hatred accumulates, the deeper it becomes, just like a dormant volcano. It looks extremely calm on the surface, but hidden in the Underneath this calm is scorching magma.

Getting rid of the five Blackstone members in half a year didn't let the anger in his heart vent, and it wasn't until now that he finally felt a little relieved.

He took out the letter from his arms, touched the blood on his face, and wiped a name on the letter into dark red.

Then glanced at the next target.

……

Zeng Jing returned home from the Yueyang Tower, ready to prepare lunch for Jiang Asheng, and at the same time to get the Water Sword for her return.

But when she got home, she was in vain, Jiang Asheng was not at home.

However, this kind of situation is common. If Jiang Asheng encounters an employer who is in a hurry, Jiang Asheng usually does not have time to come back and tell her, but even in this case, Jiang Asheng will return home in half a day at most, so she was just slightly taken aback. , I felt relieved.

"That's fine, so as not to get distracted."

Zeng Jing sighed, shook her head, then jumped up, pulled herself up to the beam, reached out and took out the water-proof sword hidden on it, then looked around the house where she had lived for more than a year, turned around and took a step forward And out.

She is going to Yunhe Temple, take out the past buried in the empty tomb, and then make a break with it!

(End of this chapter)

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