Chapter 179 Dragon Mouth Teapot

Follow Su Xiu into a Chinese-style courtyard building in the depths of the dense forest. This Chinese-style building is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Although it is between mountains and forests, it is only cleverly built according to the terrain, and it does not make a big move to change the form of the landform. Its architectural style is quite in line with the Taoist spiritual concept of "the unity of heaven and man". At first glance, it was as if a small garden had been moved from Suzhou, with twists and turns, corridors, pavilions and pavilions, willows and flowers. It seemed to have walked all the way to Wang Chan as if he had walked into the eight arrays.

If no one is leading it, even if he doesn't use some special means, he will probably be lost here for a while.

Wang Chan and Zhou Lin are walking on the road. Wherever they can see, there are large and small red lanterns hanging high. They can also feel the shadows of the rockery, cloisters, rooms and other places along the way. There are blurred figures, following them far behind them, constantly wandering and changing positions. Don't look at the way. I have seen several patrol guards, but the defense in the dark is much more rigorous than everything Wang Chan has been to before.

Although this is not the headquarters of the Northeast Gang, all nine bigwigs from the core high-level people are staying here tonight, especially in the face of Wang Chan, who is still more hostile than goodwill. No wonder the Northeast Gang is nervous, making the manor inside and outside the manor full of the wind, cranes and trees.

Although it has been well prepared for a long time, when Wang Chan's people first came in, the whole courtyard was completely immersed in an unspeakable turbulence. Countless figures were hidden in the darkness, and countless radio waves were intertwined. In this time, the whole Northeast Gang opened At the beginning, he circled around Wang Chan alone.

Following the footsteps of Wang Chan and his party, I don't know how many people's eyes have changed. So much so that when Wang Chan passed through a garden to the front of the red lacquer gate of the central green brick courtyard, he secretly calculated in his heart and found that there were as many as 780 people who were detected by him along the way and secretly monitored him.

Such a strict defense and level of vigilance almost made Wang Chan think that when he was still in China, he broke into the residence of a national leader, or simply Zhongnanhai. When did the power of foreign gangsters have expanded to such a point that it was no different from the visit of the leaders of a country.

And the Northeast Gang has been in turmoil for many years. It always has to compete with major Russian gangster organizations for business. The bodyguards who can follow the nine core bosses are all the most outstanding masters in the organization. With such a team of nearly 300 people, they are always protecting, Jane It's much more powerful than carrying an army with you.

"I didn't expect that your Northeast Gang was so worried about me. Not only did they arrange so many people to follow me outside, but they also blatantly arranged a strong fire cover in this small quadrangle courtyard. If I go in and make a slight difference, I may fly ten or eight rockets from somewhere, but do you think these people can scare me?

As Wang Chan pushed open, the red lacquer gate entered the courtyard courtyard, and also raised his eyebrows to Su Xiu, who seemed to be very respectful to him.

And the reason why he said this was completely because he had realized that there were a lot of people hidden in this quadrangle courtyard, up and down, in the beams, corners of the wall, flowers, tree shadows, and shadow walls. It's just that these people are a little different from those who follow closely along the way. From them, Wang Chan feels a sense of danger far stronger than more than more than 200 people outside.

What can bring him this kind of feeling is that these people are equipped with powerful firepower in their hands, and they are all like individual rocket launchers. In addition, these people's breaths are also very deep and their breath is long and slight. Obviously, they are also real masters of martial arts.

These people are the core force in the Northeast Gang!!!

Push open the door and bypass the shadow wall. In front of it is the four-lit and open main room hall. As soon as I walked in, I saw nine people sitting in it. In addition to these people, there were several young men and women standing behind them. They glanced, but they were the people who left the table early in the pavilion of the practice room.

The more traditional gangs are, the more rules there are. Fortunately, Wang Chan did not promise them to open a incense hall before, so when he entered the house, he did not see any ancestor ranking, portraits, and the layout of the room, simple and luxurious. More than a dozen Taishi chairs of yellow pears in the Ming and Qing Dynasties were lined up on both sides, with nine old men sitting on them. The youngest one is Feng Jiugong, and he can only accompany him in the last seat.

"Master Wang, you are finally here. It's more famous to meet. It's freezing cold. Drink a cup of hot tea to warm your body first!"

Seeing Wang Chan and Zhou Lin coming in, Feng Jiugong nodded. Before he could speak, an old man sitting on his head had laughed. He stood up directly from his seat, stretched out his hand, lifted a large brass kettle from the stove behind him, and handed it to Wang Chan.

In this room, there are stoves in all corners. The charcoal fire in the stove is red and the heat waves are rolling, so even if the door is open, the room is still warm. On the stove closest to the old man, there is a "big teapot" more than two feet high, but the teapot is really different. The handle of the pot is composed of a dragon. The dragon's whiskers, dragon claws and dragon scales are clearly recognizable. The dragon's mouth is long and thin, and it looks like a faucet. There are two red on both sides of the spout. The fluffy ball was sprayed by the hot air and trembled up and down.

From afar away, you can hear the water rolling and whirring in the middle of the pot. Obviously, the teapot has been boiling for some time.

A large brass teapot more than two feet high was full of water, at least one hundred and eighty catties, but the old man's hand was as light as a lamp and grass. He said polite words about Wang Chan to drink tea to keep warm, but he did not pour the water into the teacup first. Instead, he sent it forward. He turned his body slightly on one side and lit up. A "green dragon exploring the sea" stood on one foot, and the long and thin faucet mouth had been sent to Wang Chan.

Looking at this, Wang Chan asked him to drink this pot of tea.

"Do you want to give up, or do you want to try me?"

As soon as Wang Chan saw the other party's move, he immediately knew that some of the bosses of the Northeast Gang were still unwilling to give up their huge interests and were infatuated. They had to do it themselves before they saw their own ability. If the name of "tea for people" was also commonly used among gangs in the past, called "appetizer tea", but although the "appetizer tea" in the past years was also boiling hot water, there was only one cup. Just like the Northeast Gang to worship tea, it was a pot full of about a hundred catties.

These bigwigs have been doing shady business in their lives. There is no kind-hearted and soft-hearted person who clearly worships tea. In fact, they want to dig out their roots to the maximum extent. If you don't drink it, you don't have the sincerity of peace talks. Don't talk about it. If you drink it, don't say how hot the water is. It's just a hundred and ten catties, and a cow can't finish it!!!

In the information about Wang Chan, Wang Chan is not a martial arts master in the ordinary sense at all. It is very likely that he is a flying sword and so on. With the legendary "strange man" with some magical power, the appetizer tea of the Northeast Gang will not be so simple to treat such a person.

Seeing that the nine bosses in the Northeast Gang were in this room, Wang Chan's heart was moved and turned against him on the spot. He drove a seven-kill blood knife. A blood wash, but when he turned his head, there were dozens of people in the quadrangle courtyard behind him with powerful heavy weapons, always aiming at here. As the other party brought tea, Wang Chan Suddenly, he felt the danger signal dozens of times more than before, and there were warning signs all over his body, which made him unwilling to act rashly for a while.

Although Wang Chan was not very afraid in his heart, when the matter came to the end, the two sides really tore their faces. He had the opportunity to kill everyone present in an instant and then escape from the sky without being covered by the firepower of the Northeast Gang. However, if he wants him to bring such a big living person as Zhou Lin again, no matter how capable Wang Chan can, it is difficult for him to insert his wings. Fly.

He turned his head and looked at Zhou Lin gently. Wang Chan frowned: "Well, at least he had a friendship, and it was not appropriate for him to die in front of him. At this time, there is no more concern between Zhou Lin and me, just like a passer-by.

"Master Wang, please have tea!" The old man opposite was loud and full of breath. When he saw Wang Chan's slight hesitation, he suddenly aggravated his voice and asked again. At the same time, everyone in the room also looked up one after another, and dozens of eyes stared at Wang Chan.

"I don't want to do it. If you want to drink tea, Wang Chan can do it by himself."

Wang Chan must have thought in his heart and laughed at once. Unexpectedly, he didn't wait for the old man to do it. As soon as he stretched out his five fingers, he had held the bottom of the dragon-billed teapot flat in his hand. His shoulders sank and pushed his arms to tremble. The old man only felt a clenched the palm of the tea handle, and the sudden pain, like being electrocuted, which was stimulated. I couldn't help but let go of my hand.

Looking at Wang Chan again, he held the teapot in one hand, and his nose ** a few times. He actually opened his mouth directly and sucked wildly at the faucet, like a whale swallowing a tornado. The teapot poured down, and the hot water condensed into a water line and fell into his mouth, purring, which was endless, but he swallowed into his stomach in one breath.

Seeing the pot of boiling water, the steaming hot air, constantly falling into Wang Chan's abdomen, but in a moment, his stomach had been bulging, like a woman who had been pregnant for several months. The hundred catties of boiling water were all drunk by Wang Chan, a group of people in the Northeast Gang, etc. They all can't help but change their faces.

(to be continued)