Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 148 Sending Letters
Heishi had his eye on the Kongtong faction and Tongbao Bank a year ago, but the Kongtong faction is a Jianghu sect after all, and it is easy for Blackstone members to get in, but it is extremely difficult to reach a certain level.

Tongbao Qianzhuang is the opposite. As long as you have real skills, extraordinary martial arts, and even strong stature, you may become Zhang Dajing's bodyguard. Of course, if you do this step, you must be clean.

For a person as wealthy as Zhang Dajing, what he cares most about is not whether the people under him are capable, but whether they are loyal or not. This is also the normal state of the elderly and successful people, who are no longer as passionate and enterprising as the young people Weakened, but more stable, which is more conducive to the long-term survival of a behemoth like Tongbao Bank.

Therefore, although the members of Black Stone did not mix with Zhang Dajing, they were enough to serve as secret whistles, allowing Gao Feng and Cai Xishi to sneak into the inner hall of Tongbao Bank.

Before that, Gao Feng did one thing.

When he went out in the early morning, he carried a total of two letters with him. The one written by him had been handed over to Jiang Asheng at the gate of the city, and the other one he had acted as a messenger. , sent to the hands of those who should be sent.

This action was done secretly, but it was only concealed from outsiders. To the person who received the letter, he handed the letter to the recipient with his own hands, and then looked at each other with a smile and nodded. Although it was just a collision of eyes, he had already Be sure, the other party knows what he means, at least after he opens the letter, he will understand what he means.

……

As night fell, the stars dimmed and the clouds obscured, the omen was ominous.

On this day, I seem to have seen that there will be swords and swords, bloodshed and killing tonight.

Tongbao Bank.

Inner hall, on the beam.

"Not yet?"

Lian Sheng glanced at the two figures in Taoist robes who came first, then quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Gao Feng on the other side.

But all people in the Jianghu have keen senses, and if they look directly at them, they can easily be detected by them. The two figures in Taoist robes who entered the hall, one old and one young, a man and a woman, are naturally the first-class swordsmen in the Jianghu. sword!

Although Lian Sheng has always been proud of himself, even the wheel-turning king thinks it is only inferior, but he is still afraid of the famous purple and blue swords in the world, not to mention that it is about Rama's body at this moment, so naturally he doesn't want to appear Leaks.

Gao Feng's hands are empty at this moment, but he still puts the knife in the wilderness backpack tied around his waist. The zipper of the backpack is opened at one corner, and he can reach in and draw out the knife at any time.

"It hasn't... come!"

He opened his mouth to speak when he heard the words, but changed his words after only uttering one word, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked sideways behind him.

Zeng Jing's qinggong is not bad, only half a point inferior to the best qinggong in Heishi, so when Gao Feng noticed her, she was still a few steps away.

A few steps away, Zeng Jing, holding a sword in her hand and carrying a package on her back, squatted down and glanced at the situation in the hall below.

At this time, the value of the Ziqing double swords has been seated, but the two swords in the hand are one on the left and one on the right, and the distance is the shortest, so when it is pulled out, it is the farthest, and it can be swept out to the left and right sides in an instant. This is a combination of two swords Resist left and right tricks.

Apparently, Ziqing Shuangjian is a real Jianghu man, cautious and cautious, always on guard against any possible enemies.

Zhang Dajing has also appeared, sitting on a sedan chair with a high base and being carried in by four burly guards with knives on their waists. Behind him are several guards, all of whom are dressed in uniform blue and white. Shirts, no matter how strong these guards are, at least they look bluffing.

At the two ends of a table, the Ziqing Shuangjian of the Kongtong School and Zhang Dajing, the owner of the Tongbao Bank, are already seated.

There were no pleasantries, and the two sides got straight to the point.

Taoist nun Qingjian got up, took two steps forward, raised her hand and put an ordinary-looking gray cloth package on the side of the table, her delicate and immature face was incomparably indifferent, she swept past Zijian old Taoist lightly, and then looked at Zhang Da. whale.

Zhang Dajing's expression was indifferent, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his rosy face showed no emotion at all. He only quickly rubbed and turned the finger on his left thumb, but it revealed all the anxiety in his heart at the moment.

Glancing at the gray cloth package on the other side of the table, Zhang Dajing suddenly stopped his small movements and waved to the guards behind him.

Immediately, two guards came out carrying a heavy box, lifted it up, and placed it in the middle of the table.

"10 taels of gold, plus 170 million taels of silver bills cashed by 100 Tongbao Banks across the country."

When Zhang Dajing said this, the old Zijian couldn't sit still anymore. He got up and picked up the silver ticket for inspection, and then held up the gold ingot in front of his eyes. The yellow and orange gold was reflected in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help it. With a greedy smile, he raised his head and nodded to Aunt Qingjian.

"What is the taste?"

Lian Sheng smelled a strange fragrance from Zeng Jing's body, and asked casually.

Zeng Jing didn't answer, but just blinked her eyes. Naturally, she wouldn't tell the opera teacher that Ye Zhanqing's words touched her a little bit, so she bought a bean curd at a roadside vendor for three Wen just now. After thinking about it, I gave it to Jiang Asheng to eat.

Gao Feng glanced at Zeng Jing, but his confidence in Jiang Asheng increased a bit.

The emotions between people are mutual, if Xiao Yu can let go of the past and become the present Zeng Jing, then even if Jiang Asheng approached Zeng Jing for revenge, but in sharing the same bed for more than half a year, he can't Enough to weaken the hatred in his heart.

Needless to say, Jiang Asheng's background destined him not to be a cruel person. The sentence "If my father knew that I killed a weak woman, he would know that I killed a weak woman" at the end of the original drama was an excuse, but It can also be seen.

However, it was precisely because of this that Jiang Asheng's hatred was transferred to other people, such as the runner king, so Gao Feng was confident in designing the plan to siege and kill the runner king tonight.

"Is this the remains of Rama?"

Liansheng didn't care about the smell, his eyes fell directly on the package on Xiaoyu's back, he narrowed his eyes and said with interest.

Zeng Jing only turned her head to look at Liansheng this time, her eyes flickered, but she thought of the unnamed letter she took out when she opened the empty tomb in Yunhe Temple.

"It's you?"

She frowned slightly, staring at Liansheng and asked in a low voice.

Lian Sheng was startled when he heard the words, not understanding what it meant.

At this moment, Gao Feng made a sound.

"Zhang Dajing is going to die!"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Jing and Lian Sheng immediately looked into the hall below, and saw that Zhang Dajing was docking the upper half of the 'Rama's body' brought by the Kongtong faction with the lower half of Rama's body he kept in the sedan chair. Together, checked left and right several times, and suddenly trembled.

"No! The body is fake! Fake!!"

Zhang Dajing roared angrily, and his hope of standing up again was shattered. He glared at the purple and green swords, wanting only to kill the two people who had deceived him.

Before he could open his mouth, the Zijian old man sneered, and suddenly turned around, pulled the lower half of Rama's body wrapped in yellow silk on the table, threw it to Taoist Qingjian, and flew out with a sword over his hand. !
puff!
(End of this chapter)