Chapter 274, Surveillance

Morning.

Lu Zecheng, Hongmen General Forum.

This is a magnificent and spacious building like a palace. The thick and nearly half-foot-high outer wall surrounds the inside. From the outside, you can only see the high roofs of several buildings.

On the front, the first thing that fell into the eyes was a high and long step. At the end of the step was a door. The door was wide and thick, painted with red paint, dazzling red, and the willow nails on the door were dense, as if it had been wiped by a hairy tooth.

At this time, the door was still closed, and there was nothing else in front of the door except two tall stone lions.

"Boom..."

With a sound, the closed door was slowly pulled open from the inside, and between the heavy door opening, there was a muffled sound. As the gate opened, the two Hongmen Gang who opened the door saw the group of guests who lived in the main altar of Hongmen half a month ago. At this time, under the help of Hong Ba, the owner of the door, came out again.

Walking in the front were Liu Daiying, the three deacons, Hong Ba and Ruan Qing. After leaving the gate of the main altar of Hongmen, the four stopped at the door and were polite for a while. Liu Daiying and Guo Jingming took Zuo Xi and the people of the Mu family and galloped towards the East Gate.

Looking at the figures of Zuo Xi and the Mu family until they disappeared, Hong Ba and Ruan Qing turned their heads to exchange glances. Hong Ba made an invitation to Ruan Qing, and the two entered the Hongmen altar again.

Then, the two heavy gates of the Hongmen General Altar slowly closed again.

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Lu Zecheng, Liu Datong steamed bun shop.

This is an old storefront. Even this house knows at a glance that it has been an old house for dozens of years. Not only is the outer wall mottled like the old * decoration piled up on the face. When you enter it, you can also see that each pillar has been touched into a dark color, and the walls on all sides can't see the original color, but only There is a color that is slightly darker than the soil after the smoke.

The boss here is surnamed Liu, but he is not called Datong. He is called Datong is his father's father. Now Boss Liu's name is Liu Miaoyin, a very elegant name. Just listening to the name will make people think that this should be a talented talent, but unexpectedly, he is squeezed in a black and small, and has all kinds of flavors. One of the small shops in a small shop full of copper smell is the owner of steamed buns.

In fact, Liu Miaoyin's father still wants his son to become a dragon, but it seems that the steamed bun family can only inherit the talent of making steamed buns.

Of course, the steamed bun shop sells steamed buns, but for decades, in addition to steamed buns, Liu Datong steamed bun shop is also famous for all kinds of other snacks. Therefore, although the place is small and old, there are many people who come here for breakfast every morning, but there are more and more.

It's not early, and the Liu bucket steamed bun shop has long been full of people. Although Liu Miaoyin also hired two guys, because the bun shop was in good business, Liu Miaoyin, the shopkeeper, also personally held the tray and distributed the food ordered by the guests to a table. Looking at his actions, it was even more than the two guys he hired. For proficiency.

Three turns and two turns, Liu Miaoyin turned to the innermost table.

In the whole steamed bun shop, each table is full, ranging from four to five people, but on this table, there are only two people sitting, one left and one right, sitting opposite each other, and sitting on the left is a young man with a white and handsome face, often as gentle as sunshine. Like a smile, but on the right is a middle-aged man with a yellow face and a slight beard and a serious expression.

The two didn't say anything, just sat silently and occasionally took a sip of the tea in their hands.

Liu Miaoyin put down the steamed bun in his hand and put down some side dishes. When he bent down and put down the side dishes, he suddenly lowered his voice: "They have gone!"

"Oh!" The young man's face did not change color and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"You're welcome!" Liu Miaoyin's grateful look flashed by, straightened up, smiled at the young man, and shouted, "Son, please use it slowly!" After saying that, he turned to the next table with the tray.

The young man smiled, stretched out his hand to move the steamed bun to the middle of the table, and whispered to the middle-aged man, "Please!" The middle-aged man didn't say anything. He put down the teacup and began to eat rudely.

"It seems that the people of Hongmen have found their whereabouts!" The young man threw a steamed bun into his mouth and chewed it hard, but whispered in a voice that only middle-aged people could hear: "Those two guys, flying pigeons notified us to come over, but they slipped out of the city."

"Hmm! It should be!" The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I thought it would take at least a few days for Hongmen people to find them, but I didn't expect to find them so soon. It seems that Hongmen's power in Luze's scope really can't be underestimated!"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe Long Fei and others deliberately let the people of Hongmen find out!" The young man shook his head.

"Deliberately let them find out?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man doubtfully.

"If the third stewor has seen Long Fei, he may have this idea!" The young man smiled.

"Oh! If there is such a person, I would like to meet him!" The third stewor was surprised and said, "The person who can surprise the second son must not be an ordinary person!"

"He is really not an ordinary person!" The young man smiled and said, "As soon as he was promoted to the free heavenly realm, he defeated Muhuangyuan who has been wandering in the free heavenly realm for many years."

The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "How old was he?"

"It should be thirteen or fourteen years old! It's similar to Linger!" The young man was slightly distracted: "When I first saw him, his martial arts were still in a natural state, so he dared to fight with Mu Huangyuan and barely protect himself, but he still relied on me to help him relieve the siege. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was not only promoted to the realm of martial arts, but also finally defeated Mu Huangyuan to win the competition in the competition. First place."

The middle-aged man also lost his mind for a moment and stared at the young man's face. If he hadn't known that the young man would not lie to him, he would have thought it was a joke deliberately told by the young man to him.

"Heroes come out of youth, peerless geniuses!" The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the young man inquiringly.

"I know what you mean!" The young man smiled and said, "He may not join the Jia family."

"As long as the conditions are right, nothing is impossible!" The middle-aged man said lightly, "The Jia family is one of the four major families in the world. There is a sect with the power of the Jia family. If he wants to do something, joining the Jia family is his best choice!" Although his tone is light, his pride is clear as soon as he hears it.

However, the young man did not seem to agree with his words and shook his head and said, "In the eyes of us and ordinary martial artists in the world, it can be an unshakable giant, but in the eyes of some people, the Jia family is just a sect like the president of Lin Lin in the world. The same is not necessarily in their eyes.

The third stewor's eyes showed surprise. He looked at the young man and nodded and said, "The world is so big. There are also such people, but the second son said that Long Fei is just a teenage and a half-year-old child. Is it also such a person?"

"Yes or no! I don't know either." The young man shook his head: "But at such an age, he has such martial arts skills. I don't think he is ordinary. Have you ever heard of the sect of Tongtian Ladder?"

"Tongtian ladder? The ladder of the three ancient sects? The middle-aged man was shocked and looked into the young man's eyes and said, "The second prince said that he was the man who came out of the ladder?"

"It should be!" The young man said, "Ancient legend, there are three ancient sects: miracles, demon king palaces, and heavenly ladders. One is in the vast sea, one is in the boundless swamps, and the other is in the continuous mountains. It is said that Long Fei came from a small mountain village near Montenegro, and Montenegro is where the heavenly ladder is located, if it is not connected. In such an ancient school as the Tianshidai, what kind of small mountain village would have such amazing people to teach such amazing apprentices!"

"If it is really a disciple of the heavenly ladder, the Jia family really can't be recruited. Although the Jia family is old, it is only nearly a thousand years. Each of these three schools has been passed down for thousands or even thousands of years. The Jia family is still slightly inferior. Middle-aged people also smiled bitterly like young people.

"Luckily, Linger and her younger brother have made friends with him. Even if he doesn't join my Jia family in the future, he is still a friend of the Jia family." The young man said gladly.

"Indeed, if there is a disciple of Tongtian ladder as a friend, it is also very beneficial to the Jia family!" The middle-aged man nodded and said, "What should we do now? Should I follow them out of the city, or stay here to avenge Yang Shu?

"This trip will be led by the three stews, or shall it be decided by the three stews!" The young man smiled.

"The second son, you're welcome." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I'm just assisting the second son on this trip. As the saying goes, only by knowing myself and the enemy can I be defeated. Whether it is Lu Ze's Hongmen and Keyue Tower, or Mr. Long, the second son is much more familiar than me. How dare I play an axe in front of the prince!"

The young man smiled and said politely, "This can't be done. I came out to practice with the third stewor, where I dare to go over it."

The middle-aged man sank for a moment before looking up at the young man's smiling face, and suddenly showed a smile. He was supposed to talk to the young man with a straight face. With this smile, his thin face was much more vivid, and his whole body seemed to be energetic.

"The second son has already had the answer, so why should I say it!"

"Ha..." The young man tapped on the table with his index finger on the table and bowed instead: "That's what I saw as the heroes of the three stewors."