Chapter 342

Half elf Zhang Zhongheng walked out of the restaurant. At this time, the sky had just ended, and lights and candles were lit in the street. Although pedestrians were not bustling in the daytime, they were still lively. He could also hear the drunk drinkers passing by him say in a loud voice: "when your majesty arrived in Jiangdu, he opened a wine ban and curfew, and the brothels in the city dared to open the night. Today we're going to have a good time! Hey! Come..."

"So Yang Guang has arrived in Jiangdu!" Zhang Zhongheng thought, "we should directly control an official to search for intelligence, but this time the captain wants us to be more cautious. We'd better not move the official side first, and find the local snakes here first."

At any time, the local gang forces are always the most well-informed people. They are always the first to notice the trouble of the mice living in the lower levels of the city. Zhang Zhongheng is to find these people, at least their little leaders.

On Qingshi street at night, only the Qin Lou Chu hall on both sides was brightly lit. Several businessmen in gorgeous clothes walked past Zhang Zhongheng with a loud smile. The turtle carving at the door greeted them with a smile, but Zhang Zhongheng's attention was not on them at all. He hid in the shadow and watched some hardcover men standing in the corner with arms.

They were dressed in clean shorts, and some were still bare chested. Their eyes swept over passers-by with cold and alert eyes.

Only people like Zhang Zhongheng will notice the bamboo patterns embroidered on the lapels of their badly worn clothes. Most of the men here have only one or two, which represents the symbol of the local snake in Yangzhou - the bamboo flower gang.

Under the leader of the Zhuhua sect, there is a military division, followed by the four halls of "wind, sunshine, rain and dew", which commands the helmsman, incense master and all sect disciples. They are identified by the lapel bamboo branch. The leader of the sect has ten bamboos, and the lowest one is for everyone. Once every three years, a bamboo forest meeting is held to discuss the important matters in the guild and the rewards and punishments of the hall leader and the helmsman.

Zhang Zhongheng looked at the greedy and cold eyes of these people, and suddenly smiled. A moment later, he dressed up like a rich childe. Zhang Zhongheng drilled out of the shadow. He deliberately made a drunken state that he had just come out of the brothel and couldn't stand on the road. He staggered to the nearby alley, just as he was anxious for convenience.

Sure enough, two eyes twinkled immediately, and the malicious man followed him into the alley.

When the two guys disappeared into the sight of others and walked into the dark and remote alley, one hand directly grabbed their neck and pulled them closer to the deeper part of the alley.

Zhang Zhongheng pulled out an arrow and put the sharp arrow against their throat. The cold feeling with the smell of death directly tore the two unlucky people's resistance intention to pieces! One palm cut into the back neck of one of the unlucky people and knocked him unconscious. Zhang Zhongheng added a force to his arrow holding hand. The refined steel arrow cut the man's skin and hurt his nerve.

"I ask, you answer. I'll wake up the man on the ground later. If there's something wrong, I'll kill you!"

"Yes! Great Xia, spare your life!"

"Are you from the bamboo flower sect? The entrance to the hall?" Zhang Zhongheng asked.

"The little one is Wang yongdang. He is the man of Shao Xiang of the wind hall."

"Where are the four halls of the Zhuhua sect in charge?"

"Great Xia, I only know that our wind hall is mainly responsible for monitoring, asking for information, and pumping water from shops in the west of the city. It seems that someone in the rain hall is responsible for enforcing family laws. I really don't know anything else! Great Xia!"

"Where is the entrance of the wind hall?"

"In..." seeing Wang yongdang's face hesitating, Zhang Zhongheng looked cold. His other empty hand leaned out, grabbed Wang yongdang's right hand hidden behind him, twisted it gently and broke it.

When Wang Yong's shrill cry was blocked in his stomach by Zhang Zhongheng, his face was pale, his head was sweating in pain, and his mouth whined. When the pain was a little gentle, Zhang Zhongheng grabbed his pain again. This time, the pain made him gasp, his eyes straight, and he had fallen into dizziness.

Ask again and answer everything.

Zhang Zhongheng wrote down the address and the facial features and behavior habits of several incense masters and helmsman of the wind hall, and then continued to ask, "what's the biggest thing in the Jianghu now? Do you have the news that Yu wenhuaji is looking for those two boys in Jiangdu? And where is Yang Guang?"

"Now the most important news in the Jianghu is the news of heshibi! It is said that the treasure house of Yang Gong and heshibi are in the hands of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. They claim that Yangzhou Shuanglong is the person general Yuwen is looking for. However, general Yuwen has been executed by his majesty, and now both black and white are looking for them."

"No matter who finds them, they can have the strongest martial arts secret script in the world, the most important wealth and power. They can become a hero whether they take the secret and Heshi Bi to the imperial court or give it to the rebels."

"Recently, our guild leader ordered that whoever reported the news of Shuanglong to the guild leader can be promoted to the helmsman. If the helmsman has news, he can be promoted to the hall leader. So the brothers are looking for them."

"Your Majesty is now in Jiangdu. It is said that he is staying in the Linjiang palace. I really don't know the rest!"

Zhang Zhongheng continued to ask some other questions. Finally, he controlled his spirit, checked the previous questions, broke his neck after confirming that they were correct, woke up another unlucky guy, asked them again, and after asking several questions that the other person didn't know, Zhang Zhongheng manipulated the plants and buried their bodies.

Looking at the twisted willow roots wrapped in two bodies drilling into the ground, Zhang Zhongheng covered up the traces of the ground and left the alley.

The street where the entrance of the wind hall is located is relatively remote. Several big men in green clothes monitor the street. It is seemingly empty. In fact, it is heavily guarded secretly, which is easy and difficult to get in, but it is only for ordinary people. For reincarnation, it is no different from an empty door that is unguarded.

There are more than a dozen men with excellent martial arts outside the hall where important people rest.

Zhang Zhongheng pushed open the gate, and the man next to him was like he didn't see him. He let him into it. It was a very exquisite courtyard with small bridges and flowing water. It was interesting, but Zhang Zhongheng felt an unusual movement, as if someone was standing next to him.

He took out the knife in his hand and walked lightly, but he heard a chuckle: "interesting little thing!"

Zhang Zhongheng flew into the shadow next to him. He looked at the direction of the sound. He saw only a young handsome man with white face playing with a thin knife in his hand. The man had a soft voice and smiled at him: "you don't think it's easy for you to sneak in at the foot of the emperor of Jiangdu City!"

"We've been waiting for you for a long time!"