Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 172 Sneak into the investigation
It was dark at night, and the whole city of Suzhou became extremely quiet.

The cold wind howled, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

Relying on the "pure Yang Qi" in his body, Zhao Fanxing did not feel the slightest chill.

In front of you is a huge mansion.

The gate was closed tightly, and the plaque in front of the gate read "Yan Mansion" in big characters.

This is the home of Tiger Yan.

Zhao Fanxing also climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the interior of the house.

Although it was late, the lights here were as bright as day.

Inside the house, there are also many guards with long swords hanging from their waists.

However, in front of Zhao Fanxing's "Lingboweibu", they have no threat.

With the help of the small map, he easily bypassed the enemy and arrived at the destination.

In front of you is a spacious patio.

A large number of banquets were arranged around the patio.

A large number of businessmen were sitting there, drinking and talking, changing glasses.

The leader is a young man with a gourd-shaped figure.

Wearing a patterned robe, he held his wine glass high and kept toasting to everyone.

After drinking for a long time, there was no trace of drunkenness on his face, as if he had a lot of alcohol.

At this moment, the businessmen said, "Master Yan, you treat us to so many good things to eat and drink so much wine. We really don't know how to thank you."

The man waved his hand: "Don't be polite to me, we are all businessmen, and we want to make a fortune together. I, Yanhuhu, came to you for the purpose of working together."

The merchants clasped their hands and asked, "What advice does Master Yan have?"

Yanhuo was silent for a moment, and said, "That's right, I have a batch of goods, and I want you to help me sell them."

The businessman asked: "What goods?"

Yanhuo clapped his hands, and his guards brought out a box and placed it in the center of the courtyard.

The merchants all opened their eyes wide, looking at the box curiously.

The guard also slowly opened the box.

What was inside was nothing but a box of salt.

Zhao Fanxing was surprised and happy, and began to think in his heart.

Is it table salt?That is to say, this guy is indeed selling private salt?
The merchants looked at each other and discussed in low voices.

Yan Huhu didn't take it seriously, and said frankly: "Have you all seen it?"

The merchants said, "Master Yan, do you want us to sell private salt with you?"

Yan Huo asked: "Is it possible?"

The merchants showed embarrassment and refused one after another: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, this sale of private salt is a crime of beheading, and I cannot bear it."

Suddenly, murderous look appeared in Yan Huhu's eyes: "Can't afford it? Don't you want to get rich?"

The businessmen said: "Master Yan, of course we want to get rich, but now Murong Fei is the prefect of Suzhou. If he finds out about this, our lives will be at risk."

Yan Huo asked back: "Are you only afraid of him? Are you not afraid of me?"

As they spoke, the guards pulled out their long swords one after another, and placed them around the necks of the merchants.

These businessmen were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground and trembled all over: "Master Yan, don't do this, we will never talk about your affairs."

Yan Huhu shook his head: "Unless you sign, press your fingerprints, and cooperate with me, you will all die here."

Some businessmen asked: "Master Yan, if you kill us like this, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the government?"

Yan Huo sneered: "I can't take the risk of being denounced by you. And if you die, I will burn your bodies, just in case."

The merchants were immediately caught in a dilemma.

Zhao Fanxing watched in the dark, also thinking about his next move.

He wanted to stand by and watch, but he didn't expect this to happen, so he involuntarily put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

Yan Huhu said at this time: "I will give you fifteen minutes to think about it. If you think it through, I will cooperate with you. If you don't think it through, I will have to cut off your heads."

The merchants' faces turned pale with fright, and after a brief silence, they said, "Master Yan, we are willing to cooperate with you."

Yan Huhu said happily: "That's really great."

Saying that, he clapped his hands.

The guards put their swords back into their sheaths one after another.

In this way, the dozen or so businessmen were forced to become Yan Huo's subordinates.

Yan Huo also showed a happy expression, and raised his glass again: "You are so willing to cooperate with me, I will give you more money."

The merchants were still in shock, with fear on their faces, and wanted to turn around and leave.

Yan Huhu sneered at this moment: "Everyone, you haven't signed your signature yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

The merchants had to follow suit and write down the notes on selling private salt.

In this way, the ironclad evidence was so strong that they were forced to cooperate with Yanhuo.

Yan Huo also cupped his hands to thank: "Thank you for your cooperation, I will make a lot of money in the future, and the benefits of you will be indispensable."

With that said, a dozen guards took the contract just signed by the businessmen and left, preparing to put it into Yanhuo's room.

Zhao Fanxing seized this good opportunity and secretly followed the guards.

Soon, these guards arrived at their destination.

Zhao Fanxing saw them put their things away, turned and left.

He also jumped into Yan Laohu's house from the window and found the box containing the contracts.

"Strong Vajra Finger!" He stretched out five fingers of his right hand, directly crushed the big lock on the box, took out the contract on it, and put it in his arms.

Then, Zhao Fanxing continued to search in Yanhuhu's room and found some letters.

The above mentioned what happened between Yan Huhu and Nangong Yu.

Yanhuo is in charge of selling illegal salt, while Nangong Yu is in charge of collecting and transporting it to him.

In other words, there is a chain of interests between the two of them.

Zhao Fanxing immediately put these letters on his body as important evidence.

In a short time, he received two pieces of important information.

Satisfied, Zhao Fanxing also turned around and left Yan Mansion, flying towards another target.

At this time, the banquet had stopped, and the businessmen who had signed the contract also left here in despair.

Zhao Fanxing ran all the way to the front of Nangong Yu's house.

Unlike Yan Mansion, all the lights in the house were extinguished, and the people in the house had already rested.

There are many granary-like buildings inside.

Zhao Fanxing's attention was immediately attracted by these things.

He also climbed over the high wall, swayed on the roof, and flew away.

There were many tough men guarding the granary.

All of them hung big axes at their waists, wore bunts, and kept scanning their surroundings.

"Serial Flying Knife!" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhao Fanxing cast "Xiao Li Flying Knife", raised his hands, and "Flame Flying Knife" flew out from his fingertips.

"Whoosh whoosh!" Countless rays of cold light flashed, and before these tough men had time to react, they were pierced through their throats and heart vitals.

They also opened their eyes wide and fell silently into a pool of blood. Their bodies were ignited by flames and burned to ashes.

(End of this chapter)