Chapter 273 Thoughts

Wu Decheng wiped the gold juice off his face and looked at Shopkeeper Ye quietly.

His goal today was to kill this man surnamed Ye, earn credit from Lu Maoxian, earn back the reputation that Tang Peigong had thrown away, and snatch his position in the Qingshou Society.

He lost in the ring, but it seems not too late to kill the man surnamed Ye now.

Yue Qingsong, a fourth-level poison cultivator, reminded him from the side: "Master, the other disciples are here too, we can start at any time."

Wu Decheng clenched his fists, but finally calmed down, asked someone to take the injured disciples and left the ring.

He had decided to kill Shopkeeper Ye before, why did he change his mind so quickly?

Wu Decheng had been through the rivers and lakes and could see the situation clearly.

He didn't care about other people's pointing fingers, and he knew very well that the winner was a king and the loser was a thief.

But Wu Decheng knew that it was difficult to kill the man surnamed Ye now.

The premise of wanting to kill him before was because Wu Decheng determined that the man surnamed Ye would be careless.

Now it seems that not only did the man surnamed Ye not be careless, but he also set up a trap to calculate him.

The two skinny men on the ring are not easy to mess with.

The man surnamed Ye seems to have no hook, but in fact, the hook is likely to be hidden in the crowd.

If he continues to entangle here, he will not gain any advantage, so Wu Decheng retreats very decisively.

Seeing the other party leave in a hurry, Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat and smiled.

A breeze blew, and Li Banfeng stopped smiling, took his people, turned around and left.

This place smells too much, which is not friendly to Baiwei Linglong's skills.

The fighters left, and the onlookers also dispersed.

The few people who were left to clean the place were worried silently.

"Do you still want this ring?"

"Let it air out for two days, it will be fine after two days."

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Back to the newspaper office, Bai Qiusheng was busy with the manuscript, and Ma Wu was busy printing newspapers.

After the evening paper was sent out, Li Banfeng asked people to buy wine and food and set up a few tables in the factory.

Not to mention, the factory cafeteria is not small, and the atmosphere is not bad. Today is mainly to celebrate the three people who participated in the battle.

Little Genzi said with a guilty look on his face: "I didn't help much, it's mainly the credit of the two sisters."

Li Banfeng said with praise: "Genzi, put down the bucket first.

You three are the first to contribute today. Eat, drink and have fun. You will get red envelopes later."

Aqin looked at Ma Wu and said with her head down: "I don't want red envelopes."

The street woman spat: "Shameless, what do you want if you don't want red envelopes? How can you still have enough food with men's stuff?"

Aqin said angrily: "You old woman, what you say is so unpleasant! Today is a good day, I don't have the heart to quarrel with you!"

Today is indeed a good day. Everyone ate and drank happily until after two in the morning, and then fell asleep one after another.

More than an hour later, when it was almost four in the morning, a smell floated into Li Banfeng's room.

Here he comes.

I knew he would come tonight.

I knew he was unwilling.

He lost face, and I knew he couldn't bear it.

Xiao Genzi came to the ring to give him this spoonful just to prevent him from doing this!

Li Banfeng stood at the door and quietly opened the Suishenju.

Wu Decheng walked up the stairs quietly, looked around for a moment, and came to Li Banfeng's door.

Pushing the door open, the room was dark, and Wu Decheng vaguely saw some fog.

Strange, why is there fog in this room?

Wu Decheng's heart tightened, and just as he was about to retreat to the door, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf, and a sharp object hooked on his leg bone.

Wu Decheng tried to break free, but the opponent's strength was far superior to his. While struggling, Wu Decheng was dragged into the room.

Bang!

The door closed.

Chi La~

Li Banfeng struck a match and lit a cigarette.

He lit the candle at hand.

With the candlelight, Wu Decheng saw the furnishings in the room clearly.

A very small room with a bed and a record player.

The needle of the record player hooked Wu Decheng's leg bone and suddenly pulled back, Wu Decheng fell to the ground.

Li Banfeng sat on the bed and looked at Wu Decheng quietly: "The fight is over, why did you come to me again?"

Wu Decheng gritted his teeth and said: "You are a traitor, you should be killed!"

"Tell me, how did I betray you?"

"What did you and I agree to do?"

"It was clear at the beginning. There were three fights. You had to win the first round, let me win the second round, and the third round was a tie.

I didn't agree. I said I had to win the first round, and you agreed to give me the first round. That's it!"

Wu Decheng said: "I have given you the first round!"

"Yes, you gave me the first round, I should win the second round, and the third round was a tie. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Nonsense! I gave you the first round, and the second round was You should give it to me!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I don't think so. It's your fault for not explaining it clearly."

"This is an obvious thing. Do I need to explain it clearly?"

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "You just don't like to explain things clearly.

In the first fight, you deliberately didn't explain it clearly, accusing me of being a foreigner who doesn't know the rules.

You probably didn't explain some details about Tang Peigong. He was embarrassed in the cinema and was anxious to regain his face. You made him fall into your trap with vagueness.

You used my hand to beat him up. He lost face, and you earned it back in the second fight. Is that the reason?"

Wu Decheng sneered, "So what, but you didn't suffer any loss!"

Li Banfeng continued: "In the second game, whether it is a matter of life and death or victory or defeat, you still haven't made it clear.

You want to bring a ruthless person to kill me. You want to take advantage of me when I'm not prepared and kill me as fast as possible. Is that what you think? "

"Don't slander me!" Wu Decheng didn't want to admit it yet.

Li Banfeng smiled and said: "You are here now, why can't you be more sincere in what you say?

To tell you the truth, I thought the same thing. If you hadn't run fast today, your body would have been lying on the street. "

Wu Decheng stopped talking.

Li Banfeng came over with a teapot: "Why don't you talk anymore? Is your mouth dry? Have a cup of tea?"

Wu Decheng suddenly jumped up and wanted to fight Li Banfeng.

A needle hung from his leg.

He still had to fight in close quarters.

This is still a home built by Zhai Xiu.

There was no chance for him to take action.

Li Banfeng didn't even sit up from the bed. He raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

Wu Decheng stood up again, groping with his right hand in his arms, as if he wanted to pull out a weapon.

Li Banfeng took out his sickle and made several cuts on his body first. The venom penetrated and Wu Decheng was unable to move.

The record player exclaimed in admiration: "My husband is brave enough to clean up this old thing without any help from my slave."

The old teapot said: "This guy is still dishonest. Please give him a drink of hot tea to keep him warm."

Li Banfeng poured some tea on Wu Decheng.

Wu Decheng immediately shouted.

This old guy's cultivation level is not low, but he can't withstand this.

No, it's not just a matter of cultivation, the tea in the teapot seems to be hotter than before.

Is this old teapot still practicing?

I'll have to have a good chat with him some other time.

Li Banfeng looked at Wu Decheng and said, "If I ask you a few questions, if you answer honestly, I might be able to save your life.

Please tell me first, why did your Qingshou Association attack "Blood Gun Detective"? It’s just a movie, why did it offend you? "

Wu Decheng gasped for a while and said: "Because that movie is immoral..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Decheng was doused with tea again by Li Banfeng: "Feng Hua? Just because of this, you smashed up the cinema?"

Wu Decheng shouted: "I am telling the truth. This is Elder Lu's order."

"Elder Lu? Mr. Lu Maoxian? You are also an elder, he is also an elder, and Tang Peigong is also an elder. Why should he give you orders?"

"There are different statuses between elders. Elder Lu is the great elder and his status is above us, and Tang Peigong's status is above me."

"How many elders are there in the Qing Shou Association?"

"I don't know the total number. Usually there are two elders in a place, one civil and one martial. Elder Wen's status is usually above Elder Wu.

Some small places may have only one elder, but a large place like Green Water City has three elders. These three are all great elders, among whom Lu Maoxian has the highest status. "

"So, Lu Maoxian is the leader of the Qingshou Association?"

Wu Decheng shook his head and said: "The leader of the Qingshou Association is a sage."

Li Banfeng's nose wrinkled, not only because of the smell of Wu Decheng, but also because of the strong smell of the word sage.

"Which sage are you talking about? The one from Bitch Hill?"

Wu Decheng said: "I have never seen a sage. I have been in the Qingshou Society for twenty-one years and I have never seen a sage."

At his status, he still can't see the saints.

It was so difficult to see the sage, which reminded Li Banfeng of the scene on Sage Peak where a group of people were kneeling on the ground waiting to see the sage.

Li Banfeng asked some more questions about Heishipo and the Qingshouhui, and Wu Decheng answered them all truthfully.

Qingshouhui and Heishipo are Lu Maoxian's most important assets, especially Heishipo. Nearly half of the factories and minerals here are controlled by Lu Maoxian. This is also the main reason why he can compete with the two young masters of the Lu family. .

But the residents of Heishipo are very special. According to Wu Decheng, these people are uneducated and have one of the strongest folk customs in Puo Prefecture.

In particular, there are practitioners with good cultivation among the residents. Once the pressure is too much, things may become unmanageable. Therefore, if they want to resolve disputes on Heishipo, the Qing Shou Association usually adopts an aboveboard method of fighting in the ring, like Wu Decheng. This kind of dirty trick is rare.

Wu Decheng looked at Li Banfeng and said: "A gentleman's words are as fast as a horse's whip. I have said everything you asked me. Just let me go."

Tang Peigong has become a useless person. From now on, I will make the decision in Black Rock City. You can play movies as you like, print newspapers as you like, and all the book and newspaper business in Black Rock City will be yours. Do you think I can do it? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Banfeng seemed to be really moved.

He sat back on the bed, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a smile appeared on his face.

Wu Decheng used techniques.

The record player was furious, and Wu Decheng was covered in blisters from the scalding steam.

Li Banfeng stopped the record player and suddenly spoke.

"I think this old man is pretty good, so let's let him go."

"Yes, people have said that the book and newspaper business in Black Rock City belongs to us. This business is quite profitable."

"If you have to spare the place and spare the person, just let him go. You also like Heishipo. You will stay here from now on. Wouldn't it be good to have more people taking care of you?"

Li Banfeng had an in-depth discussion with himself, and Wu Decheng was stunned.

The record player was frightened. He looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Official, what's wrong with you? Were you hurt by this old man?"

"No!" Li Banfeng was discussing while still talking to his wife.

After the discussion came to an end, Li Banfeng walked to Wu Decheng and said, "I've thought about this clearly, and I've decided not to let you go.

Heishipao is indeed a good place. Without you bitches, this place will become even better!

Madam, let's eat!"

After the words fell, the record player smiled grimly and started to eat.

Wu Decheng screamed for a while, and gradually lost his voice.

After the soul was eaten up, the lady asked Li Banfeng if he would keep the spirit.

Li Banfeng felt disgusted when he saw the people of Qingshouhui. He originally did not intend to keep the spirit. The bloody pendulum suddenly spoke:

"Master, after all, he is a high-level cultivator. It would be a pity to throw him away. Why not leave him to me?"

Li Banfeng was stunned. He knew that the pendulum could absorb blood. When did it learn to eat spirits?

The lady smiled and said, "Good, you bitch. Following the master, has your cultivation improved?"

The pendulum replied respectfully: "To be honest with you, madam, it is indeed a little different than before. It seems that I have recovered some skills. I will let you guide me another day. "

The pendulum spoke nicely, and the record player liked it too, and used a ball of steam to send spirituality to the pendulum: "Bitch, you got a bargain!"

The remaining corpse could not be wasted, so Li Banfeng moved Honglian over.

Honglian waited for a long time, and several layers of dewdrops formed on her body.

But when she smelled the smell of Wu Decheng, Honglian felt a little disgusted and didn't want to open her petals.

The record player was annoyed: "You bitch, why are you so picky? This person's cultivation is not low, and this good thing is not available every day. "

Li Banfeng snorted and said: "If you don't eat, you will starve! "

Honglian hesitated for a moment, but still ate the corpse.

A halo of light was rippling, and Honglian was refining the elixir. Li Banfeng wanted to be intimate with his wife for a while, and felt that Honglian was an eyesore, so he threw her into the second room.

Honglian sprayed two drops of dew in the second room, and then refined the corpse.

After a while, Honglian suddenly shivered.

In the second room, there seemed to be a vague idea, but it was unclear what it was.

PS: How could there be other people's ideas in the Suishen Residence? This is too scary!