Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

　　Lu's pawnshop.

　　 This is the property of Heihutang, the front is a pawnshop, and the backyard is a gang stronghold.

　　 Neidang, a few people are counting the recent harvest.

　　 "This time the inventory is over, you don't need to work again a year ago, you can have a good time to play." Someone said.

　　 "Don't be careless." Huang Kui, the head of the stall, shook his head lightly:

　　 "The people of the Quartet have suffered a big loss this year. I'm afraid they won't let us live in peace, so be careful."

　　 "Hey!" One person sneered:

　　 "The second child of the Quartet was injured, the third leopard is dead, and only one polished boss is left. Can it turn the sky upside down?"

　　 "We only wait for the Sifang Pie to be completely cleaned up next year. We are the only one in the city in the Black Tiger Hall, and we will not be able to drink it in the future."

"Not bad!"

　　Thinking about the days to come, a few people looked excited, and they even checked the account books much faster.

　　 "Speaking of it, the third gear is powerful, young, but the strength is no less than the boss of the Sifang faction."

　　 "Of course, the third gear is born out of ordinary, and now he is a master of internal strength!"

　　 "However, Shi Xiao, the boss of the Sifang faction, should not be underestimated. Hunyuan Tie Shou's name has been passed down for so many years, and his fighting experience is even richer. Compared with him, the third-level head is probably a bit worse."

　　 "Don't be afraid, our boss is not easy to mess with..."

　　 "Enough." Huang Kui frowned:

　　 "Hurry up and work, stop talking nonsense!"

　　 "Yes, yes." Everyone hurriedly responded.

　　 Heihutang has five stalls, and Huang Kui is the fifth.

　　 "Dangtou!" At this moment, one person hurriedly rushed into the inner hall:

　　 "The third gear is here."

　　 "Oh?" Huang Kui looked up and saw a few people walking in the courtyard, one of them was the third gear Zhong Yunzhao, and he couldn't help laughing:

　　 "This really can't help but mutter, we are talking about you, you are here!"

　　 "What did Brother Huang say about me?" Zhong Yunzhao stepped inside, arching his hands:

　　 "Didn't you bother you?"

　　 Heihutang's five stalls are not arranged in order of age, so there are no rules in terms of appellation.

　　 The third gear Zhong Yunzhao is in his early twenties. He is the youngest of the five. Although he is not handsome, he is also handsome, but his eyes are vicious and daunting.

　　 "Don't disturb, don't disturb." Huang Kui put down the things in his hands and said:

　　 "Brothers are talking about how brave the third gear is, but... you are a rare visitor here."

　　 "Something?"

　　 The third stall does not like vulgar things and has a withdrawn personality, but he has never come to such a place.

　　 "Hmm." Zhong Yunzhao was also polite, nodding and saying:

　　 "I heard that someone under Brother Huang received a piece of iron essence?"

　　 "Iron Jing?" Huang Kui was stunned, with a dazed expression:

"What is this?"

　　 "It's a...a relatively rare refining material." Zhong Yunzhao's eyes flashed slightly, and said:

　　 "It just so happens that I am going to make a sword. If iron essence is incorporated into it, it can increase the sharpness."

　　 "Oh!" Huang Kui said clearly:

　　 "This is a trivial matter. Do you know who took the third gear? I'll let him take it out."

　　 Zhong Yun convened, "I also just heard that the thing was originally in the hands of a scholar surnamed Geng."

　　 "I know." One person said immediately:

　　 "It should be Tian Hu. Yesterday he said that he found a talented poor man with a strange iron in his hand."

　　 "It was originally called Tiejing?"

　　 "Where is he?" Zhong Yunzhao's eyes lit up:

　　 "Take me over and see!"

　　 "Yes." The other party should be.

　　 Huang Kui's eyes moved slightly: "It's just right, I'm fine, the third gear doesn't mind if I follow the past for a long time, right?"

　　 This kind of thing can only be sent by the person below, but the other person has to go in person, and he has to arouse his curiosity.

　　 "Of course." Zhong Yunzhao had no opinion.

　　 Not long.

　　Kaizi Street, crowded.

　　 "It's dead!"

　　 "Who did it?"

　　 "Even the city is no longer safe these days."

　　 "It should be a gang vendetta. Regardless of our business, don't talk nonsense. The people from the yamen will be there soon."

　　 The buzzing sound is endless.

　　 "Get out, get out of everything!"

　　 The people from Heihutang dispersed and drove the crowd away, leaving a gap for the two stalls to observe closely.

　　 In the middle of this narrow street, two corpses were lying on the ground, and dark brown blood covered them.

　　 "Tian Hu, Zhao Da." Huang Kui gritted his teeth, his hands bursting into blue veins:

　　 "Who did it!"

　　 "Old Wu!"

"Yes."

　　 One person heard the sound and quickly checked the corpse to see that the technique was not lost by the skilled Yamen.

　　 "One hit kills!" Old Wu narrowed his eyes and said:

　　 "The person who shot is a master of swordsmanship, and a sword just tore through the throats of the two, with the same depth."

　　 "The speed is very fast, and it is a double kill with one sword. There is no more effort. This accuracy is definitely not what ordinary people can do..."

　　 "Seeing the position of the sword, it was stabbed from the bottom up. This person should not be tall and use a short sword, which is a bit strange."

　　 "Short sword, short stature?" Huang Kui frowned:

　　 "The Sifang faction does not seem to have such a master of swordsmanship."

　　 Old Wu replied: "Maybe it wasn't the hand sent by the Quartet, maybe someone lowered their body deliberately to confuse us."

　　 "Where is the thing?" Zhong Yunzhao's face was gloomy. He was dead and cared about the two of them, just wanting to know where the thing was.

　　 That thing is related to his future, you must not lose it!

　　 "I was taken away." A person in the ruined temple lowered his head and replied:

　　 "Tiantou went shopping on the street and has already started. We have already asked people in the market about this."

　　 "Take it away?" Zhong Yunzhao shook his hands, his blood vessels bulging.

　　 "Don't worry." Huang Kui stabilized at this time, stretched out his hand and pressed it, looking at Lao Wu:

　　 "Can you catch the person who started it?"

　　 "The time is too long and the blood smell is not enough, I am afraid it is enough." Old Wu shook his head and gave an uncertain answer.

　　 "It's okay, try it." Huang Kui motioned.

　　 "Yes." Old Wu nodded, then took out a bag of powder from his body, sprinkled a handful on the ground, and then pinched a little bit between his nose and sniffed.

next moment.

　　 A faint **** air appeared in the sense of smell.

　　 "Here!" With a look in his eyes, he hurriedly followed the fading smell of blood.

　　 Huang Kui, Zhong Yunzhao and others hurriedly followed.

　　 A group of people ran fast, crossing the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a large courtyard.

　　 "It's gone." Old Wu looked regretful:

　　 "The smell is too weak, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can not smell it here."

　　 "Where is this?" Zhong Yunzhao's eyes were cold:

　　 "The person who started the attack entered this yard?"

　　 "This is Hefu." Old Wu hesitated for a while before replied:

　　 "I did enter the yard, but it may not be the hands of the people of Hefu."

　　 "Heh..." Zhong Yunzhao smiled coldly, and he was about to walk towards Hefu.

　　 "Don't." Huang Kui hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook his head slightly towards him:

　　 "He's family is not a small family, it is related to many families in the city. Don't be impulsive in the third gear."

　　 "..." Zhong Yunzhao's face became cold when he heard this, and he slowly pressed one hand on the hilt of his waist.

　　……

　　 Under the night.

　　 In the bedroom of the pharmacy warehouse, Moqiu curled up, sweating on his forehead, and suddenly awakened from a nightmare.

　　 His eyes flickered, and it took a long time for his heartbeat to calm down.

　　 Thinking back to the experience of these days, he couldn't help showing bitterness.

　　 From the panic at the beginning of the murder, to the anger of Senior Brother Wei, to his calm face today.

　　 In a short period of time, his changes are not trivial.

　　 is not just an external change.

　　 is even more so in my heart.

　　 In the face of bandits disguised as mountain people, Moqiu can be said to be passive killing, forced to do it.

　　 By the time Brother Wei was half-active and half-passive, he killed people in order not to be assassinated.

　　Today...

　　 If the people in Heihutang ignore it, they may not have an intersection with him for the rest of their lives.

　　 "Killing."

　　 Don't ask for complicated eyes.

　　 Only when he meditated late at night did he realize that he had changed so much.

　　This world...

　　 Who can you blame?