Chapter 95 Yan Sen

In the early spring night, there is still the smell of winter. The steep spring breeze makes people feel a chill from the skin to the bottom of their hearts.

Yan Sen is drinking, and there are already three mud urn with wine under the table. The strong spirits hit people's noses in the air, and people with little alcohol may be drunk in this room. But no one dared to get drunk. More than a dozen people were standing by the mahogany table with their heads down, and they didn't even dare to breathe. Because people know that the master in front of them is very angry at this moment. There was only the sound of liquor pouring into Yan Sen's throat in the air. The wine and dishes on the table didn't even move a chopstick...

The last drop of spirits was sent into the mouth, and the mud urn suddenly broke on the ground. More than a dozen people couldn't help trembling and hid their heads in their crotch. The eagle-like eyes patrolled everyone, and they couldn't help shaking like sparrows in the cold wind. The whole Green Snake Gang knows the strict habits. Once you drink, someone must die...

This is the general altar of the Green Snake Gang. Yan Sen is the current family here at this moment. Because the master has something to do in other places, his words are the master's words now. Moreover, Yan Sen has always believed that he is qualified to be a member of the Green Snake Gang. The Green Snake Gang is old and will pass on the position of this gang to himself sooner or later. If it hadn't been for the kindness of the Green Snake Gang to save his life, he would have robbed it. Yan Sen is violent, arrogant and extremely high in martial arts. There are rumors that he has surpassed the leader of the Green Snake Gang... The Green Snake Gang is as fearful as a tiger.

The deputy master walked into a fierce gang with the sound, embroidered with a winding green snake on his blue clothes. Yan Sen did not look up and whispered in his mouth. The man held his fists in his hands, and his subordinates had sent someone to investigate. The man did not have any*. He should have been the other three gangs to stir up the situation... He was alone, with only two servants... Other chefs and others were hired at a high price in the capital...

Yan Sen said "no" and suddenly raised his head. The blood had filled the pupils and whites that were about to protrude. As if he wanted to choose someone to eat, he finally stared at a gangster who dared not look up behind him.

"Come here."

His voice suddenly became calm and violent as expected. But people are already bleeding in their hearts, and they know that this is not a good sign.

At the end, the gang raised his head, but it was a smiling tiger bus that went to the fragranceless restaurant to collect protection fees that day, but at this time, there was no smile on his face, but only fear. At this time, Qi Daba's face was blue and swollen, and he was almost broken. However, there is no lack of arms and legs.

The footsteps finally moved in front of Yan Sen. Facing his ferocious face, Qi Daba dared not raise his head.

"Is such a person hurt 60 of your gangs?"

The Qi bus has been so scared that it is incoherent, deputy... deputy master, this... this boy... well... seems to know demons."

"But why did your cousin become mute, and the other brothers broke their arms and legs, but you became fine?"

The smile on Yan Sen's face gives people a gloomy feeling from the bottom of their hearts. The smiling face is extremely cold. It turned out that the boy Qi bus had already been frightened by the last situation. As soon as the abnormal situation occurred, he had already run away. Unexpectedly, he didn't receive much injury. However, he didn't dare to reply as the truth, and he hesitated for a moment and couldn't speak...

"I...the deputy master spared my life..."

Under the strict eyes, the smiling tiger bus has knelt on the ground and broke his heart.

"Okay... spare my life."

The muscles are contracting, and the stern sneer solidifies on the face. The exposed white teeth are like beasts. A tragic cry suddenly sounded, and the tall figure of Qi bus suddenly flew back, and then there was a "hu" sound, like a watermelon falling to the ground, and the scream stopped abruptly.

Everyone raised their frightened eyes and saw that Qi Daba's body had collapsed softly on the ground, like a pile of rotten meat, and blood foam lingled out from the corners of his swollen mouth. Behind him is the cold wall in the house. The red, black and white brains stuck to the gray wall, which made people sick.

Yan Sen dusted his body, his face was indifferent, and he turned around and walked out of the house. He felt a little better. Killing a person was like killing an ant to him. Although Qiu Bao's death knife was unpopular, he didn't know how many wives he had married. Qiu Bao's sister had already been put into the cold palace by him, but after all, that was his nominal brother-in-law. If others hurt him, they hurt his face. Therefore, Han Feng has no way out except death.

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There is a blood-red worship post in front of Han Feng. Behind him stood Han Yan and Uncle Ma. After taking a elixirs to each person, Han Feng used golden Yuanli to adjust their bodies. The golden Yuanli's recovery power was amazing, and their injuries were much better. In particular, Han Yan's strong injury has recovered nine times out of ten.

The worship post was found on the lint of the fragrance-free restaurant at dawn. In the past few days, because of such a big thing, the ** Wei of the Green Snake Gang, but no one came to the door. People know that things will not end. After such a great loss, how can the Green Snake Gang, as one of the four major gangs in the capital, give up, otherwise it has no face to stand in this Wuyun City.

Therefore, there is not even a ghost in the fragranceless restaurant these days. Han Yan spent 500 taels of silver to hire someone to clean up the rags. Han Feng was also happy to recover his skills quietly in the restaurant. Although he seemed to be very idle that day, the use of Fu Dao also made him lose a lot of skills, so he used these days to practice his skills. He knew that real trouble would come to him immediately.

The blood-red worship post makes people insert it into the wooden board with vitality, and its power is amazing. Han Yan took a long time to take it out, so he saw that Han Feng gently pulled out the blood-red worship post from the thick wooden door with only two fingers, and his chin was about to fall to the ground.

The blood-red invitation is made of good coated paper. It is coated with blood-like rouge, which is blood red, and it is only painted with cyan paint with a green bamboo snake winding letters, as if it were about to swim down from the blood-red paper. A line of handwriting is written in green ink on the cover of the invitation: February 15, Dement Hill. There is neither a signature nor superfluous words, which makes the second monk confused...

Han Yan said nervously, whether to inform the master, or if I go to the second young master, there may be some way. The second young master in Han Yan's mouth is naturally Han Feng's second brother Han Jian, who is the commander of the inner guard of the Xuanhuang Dynasty today. His eldest brother Han Chong is the general of Jianwei of today's Holy Imperial Dynasty stationed in the western Xinjiang. Today, the world is like a fire. The frontier is naturally unstable, and the aliens are coveted. He has not been able to come back for many years. Far water naturally can't save the near fire. The second brother Han Jian has been taken in as an alien since he was a child. He is a wizard who practices martial arts. I don't know how good he is. Many capable people and wizards have the heavy responsibility of arching the capital. If they take action, this green snake gang is naturally not a problem. But as soon as Han Yan said what the third young master's temper was, she knew that it was impossible. Growing up in Han Mansion, Han Yan knew that the third young master in front of her was laugh on the surface, casual, and didn't care about anything, but the pride in her heart was probably beyond ordinary people's reach...

Sure enough, Han Feng smiled faintly and said that the second brother is busy with business, and he can't take care of these trivial things... If you really can't get through, go to the second brother. Of course, he knew that if he spoke, even if he violated the king's law, the second brother would do it for him. At that time, I'm afraid that the Green Snake Gang will become history.

What day is it today? Han Feng asked. Uncle Ma said, today is the 14th, tomorrow night. He looked worried on his vicissitudes face... Han Feng turned around and left, and a soft smile came from afar. Our restaurant was rebuilt.

Young master, we will go with you. Uncle Ma and Han Yan shouted in unison, and the laughter in the distance brought warmth.

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The Hill of Souls.

On February 15, the moon is just in the sky, and spring is cold. Winter in the mountains comes late and walks late. At this moment, there is a chill on the soul ridge, and the white frost on the ground extends far away in the moonlight. The strange pine stone drew mottled shadows in the silver moonlight, as if they were in ghosts, and ordinary people dared not come here during the day...

A fierce roar came, and I saw several figures running in the night in the distance. The black shadow was pulled long in the moonlight, and the speed of the body was very fast. In a blink of an eye, it had appeared nearby. The middle man is tall and burly. Through the silver moonlight, it can be seen that it is Yan Sen, the deputy leader of the Green Snake Gang. A faint sneer on the man's face made people feel cold from the bottom of his heart, coupled with bronze skin, like Yan Luo from hell. Yan Sen was originally known as a living Yanluo...

The people around him are also tough and ferocious, exuding evil spirits. At a glance, they are not easy to meet. The moon also hid into the clouds, as if afraid of the gloom of several people.

Several people stood in an open space, looked around fiercely, and then nodded with satisfaction. A ferocious smile appeared on one of them and said, "It seems that the feng shui here is good and the cheap boy...

Yan Sen said, I want to cut that boy with thousands of knives. Once he succeeds, the gold and silver treasures will be taken by you...

Several people laughed together, and their voices were crying like night owls in the night sky... However, one of the red-robed old men still stood aside coldly without any smile, like an iceberg.

[Dear, don't forget to collect it]