Chapter 278 Reconciliation

"That's not what you mean? Then you..." Han Yi looked calm and stared at Chunying, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the red carpet spread on the ground was suddenly lifted up, blocking his sight.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

Then, countless steel needles as thin as cow hair pierced the red cloth and quickly hit Han Yi's chest.

The steel needles were extremely fast and silent, and were covered by the red cloth. When Han Yi found out, it was too late to dodge.

Puff puff puff!

The steel needles hit his chest hard.

But before the poison on the steel needles took effect, the needle tip had been burned by the scorching heat on Han Yi's body and became a little soft and bent.

"Secret technique, follow the flowers and willows!"

A delicate shout came, and it was Chunying who activated some secret technique. She twisted her body and rushed out of the hall like a gentle breeze.

She had never thought that she could kill a powerful second-level martial artist with a hidden weapon, she just wanted to delay time and make it easier for her to escape.

As long as she returned to the palace, she would let her father wash this place with blood!

"Want to run?!"

Boom! ! !

In an instant, Han Yi's leg muscles bulged like a hill, and the twisted blue veins were like strange vines. The whole person was raised a circle, and a dragon pattern flashed on the side of his thigh.

After the rapid special effects of the dragon force were fully deployed, his tall body actually burst out with unparalleled speed at this moment.

So that no one could see how he disappeared, they could only see that the red cloth was torn into countless pieces in an instant, scattered and flying all over the sky.

Boom! !

The next moment, he directly and violently smashed the staircase curtain and appeared above Chunying, slapping his palms towards Chunying, and the shadow cast even enveloped Chunying.

"Floating flowers!!!" Chun Ying didn't have time to think about it. She screamed and threw several round silver-white objects at Han Yi. She also used the force to slide to the left, just like a piece of petals floating in the wind.

Boom!!!

The stairs on the second floor were completely collapsed by Han Yi's palm. There was a continuous crackling sound. The stands connected to the stairs were also faintly shaken and seemed to be shaky.

"No! You can't kill me!" Chun Ying screamed in fear and rushed out of the restaurant.

She never thought that she would use the sharp needle skills in the palace, but the other side seemed to be fine and chased her again.

But she suddenly paused, and her body was held down in mid-air and smashed down.

Bang!!!

The wooden floor of the restaurant shook and a big pit was sunken.

Boom!!!

The stands on the second floor could no longer withstand the shock and fell down with a crash, hitting the big pit.

"Don't kill me, I, I can promise you anything...anything, any request..." In the dusty pit, Chunying's eyes were unfocused, blood foam flowed from the corners of her mouth, and her breathing gradually slowed down.

"What a pity..." Next to her body, a tall figure sighed with regret.

He hadn't thought of using assassins, but just wanted to beat the disciple of Wanhua Palace half to death so that he could ask for some information.

But what he didn't expect was that the body of the disciple of Wanhua Palace didn't seem to be very strong. Just being hit by him, it was like a candle in the wind, extinguished by the wind.

And the wood and heavy objects that fell from the sky gave the beautiful woman who was already at the end of her life the final blow.

What he didn't know was that since the Wanhua Palace was called the Wanhua Palace, the disciples were basically women, and the martial arts they practiced were mostly auxiliary and clever hidden weapons. After all, women are so beautiful. If they practice those muscle barbarian skills like meat lumps, no matter how strong they are, they will only make people laugh.

Chun Ying was also like this. The martial arts she practiced also accelerated the speed of her body movements and could be used to throw hidden weapons.

What's more, her strength was not as strong as Han Yi's. She was just entering the second level of strength. She was not as strong as Han Yi, and her strength was small, her speed was slow, and her body was weak. Such an ending was natural.

The dust finally cleared, and a domineering man with a naked upper body, muscular body, arms and thighs as thick as two people appeared.

Dong!!!

He stepped down with one foot, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone, making people tremble.

"The auction is over, everyone, go away." He looked at the dazed people.

The fight just now started inexplicably and ended too quickly.

Two martial artists from the huge force, Wanhua Palace, were crushed to death by an unknown and strange martial artist.

The gap was too big. The two martial artists of Wanhua Palace were like two rabbits encountering a tiger. Their speed, strength, and burst were all completely suppressed. Whoever was caught would die.

And the iceberg beauty who looked very strong, even if she used the secret technique of saving her life and reacted quickly, was actually killed in mid-air...

Everyone was shocked and shocked, and such shock only lasted for a moment. If they didn't react for a moment, everything would be over.

"Why, don't you leave? I'll take you there?" Han Yi followed the stairs that had almost become ruins, and took advantage of a still intact staircase to jump to the second floor hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone passed by him like Meng Dahe, like fish in water. When they passed by, everyone kept their heads down, fearing that this vicious man would be unhappy and slap themselves to death.

"Wait, you, stop!" Han Yi pointed at someone calmly.

"Sir..." The man pointed at by Han Yi looked like he was in mourning, crying, "What, what is going on..."

Such a powerful martial artist would be slapped to death even if their family master came.

"My things have been sold, where is the money?!" Han Yi asked seriously.

He thought this person looked familiar. It should be the manager of the Ying family who received him at the door when he first came to the auction.

"Sir, everything is here..." The manager trotted all the way to the backstage and handed the package of money to Han Yi.

"Well." Han Yi took a look and didn't take all of it. He grabbed a handful at random, which should be enough.

He asked again: "How much is that jade pendant with double dragon pattern? Bring it to me too. I want it."

"If you like it... just take it. No, I don't want money!" The manager dared not mention money. He didn't see that this fierce man killed two martial artists just because of a disagreement.

"Okay." Han Yi didn't force it. After checking that there was nothing missing, he quickly jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

He had to leave quickly. If he didn't leave, the martial artists from Yingjiabao would come. Rabbits don't eat grass near their nests. Killing two foreign martial artists is fine. If he kills martial artists nearby, the market here will be disbanded. How can he buy monster meat in the future...

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Anyancheng County Yamen.

In the square-shaped yamen courtyard, the courtyard is facing the court. The courtyard is paved with green floor tiles. It seems that someone has just swept and mopped the floor. The thin water stains on the floor tiles slightly reflect the dazzling sunlight.

Two square bright yellow palace lanterns were hung above the court, swaying slowly in the wind.

Inside were four large red lacquer pillars supporting the red roof, and a row of killing sticks stood on both sides, all painted with bright lacquer.

County Magistrate Wang Youfang sat on the court, frowning and staring at the two people below. Behind him was a huge picture of a sun rising out of the sea, which was radiant, symbolizing the clearness of the sea water and the brightness of the morning sun.

Above him, there was also a plaque with four large black characters, hanging high and bright and dazzling.

At this time, there were four people in the court. Above were County Magistrate Wang Youfang and his son, Chief Clerk Wang Feiyi.

And below, there were two people sitting on the left and right.

The one on the right was a big man dressed in black, with a strong physique and a shiny bald head, the leader of the Chiyan Sect, Aoyang.

The man on the left was a middle-aged man wearing a white patterned brocade robe, with a calm temperament, regular facial features, fair and delicate skin, and a bit of the temperament of a Confucian scholar.

"Zhang Qingye, whether you agree or not, it was Lao Wang who asked us to come here to mediate. If it weren't for his face, I would have beaten you to death long ago!" Aoyang leaned back in his chair and said carelessly.

"Aoyang, your conditions, no one would agree to it!" Although Zhang Qingye was the leader of the Qianye Sect and had dealt with Aoyang a lot, he was also a little angry at this time.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, why are you so stubborn? What's wrong with giving me half? There are so few people in your Qianye Sect, and you don't need so many!" Aoyang replied casually.

Then, he picked his nose and looked up at Wang Youfang: "Old Wang, say something. You asked me to come, so I came. You asked me to reconcile, so I tried to reconcile, but this old Zhang is like a stubborn donkey. If he doesn't agree, you can't blame me."

"......."

Wang Youfang rubbed his eyebrows and had a headache.

Since Huang Shanjun's death, his son Wang Feiyi has gradually taken over the Huang family's territory and industry. The four people in the court are the county magistrate, Wang Feiyi is responsible for security, Aoyang is the boss of the Chiyan Sect, and Zhang Qingye is the leader of the Qianye Sect.

These four people represent the power of most of the industries in the entire Anyan City, and the four people can determine most of the forms and strategies of Anyan City.

At first, when he heard that the Chiyan Sect and the Qianye Sect were going to fight, he didn't care much. After all, the two families didn't have a good relationship, and it was normal for them to fight and kill.

If they could fight to the point of bloodshed and let him get a big advantage, it would be even better.

However, when he received a message, the situation was different.

The demon Yin Gu, the lair of this demon has been discovered!

This is a huge and heavy information!

He originally wanted to use the power of Yin Gu to reduce the strength of Chiyan Sect, mainly to target Aoyang.

However, as the ghosts and Yin things outside the city gradually began to grow rampant, and even a major case occurred in the city, the whole family of Liu's rice shop, the unformed strange domain in the black market...

Various signs show that if this continues, it is not a question of whether the strength of Chiyan Sect can be reduced, but that he, the county magistrate, may also be in danger of his life...

Just like Huang Shanjun, who was also a martial artist, died tragically outside the city, the blood and water in his body disappeared, and turned into a mummy. It is obvious that it was the work of Yin Gu.

Now the strange domain appears in the black market, but next time, if this Yin Gu continues to act secretly, maybe his Wang Youfang family may be involved in the evil incident and be wiped out!

So, he can't wait any longer!

When he learned that the Yin Gu nest had been discovered, he summoned Aoyang and Zhang Qingye to mediate immediately.

No matter how much he hated Aoyang, he was still an insider, and the current situation could not consume his own resources. At the critical moment, they had to unite as one and face the outside world in unison to solve the demons first.

"Can't you two make a concession?!" Wang Youfang sighed, but when it came to mediation, he would find out how difficult it was.

"Make a concession?" Aoyang jumped up from his chair and shouted, "Old Wang, if it weren't for our years of friendship, I would have reported the appearance of the Guiyu in the black market long ago. Do you still have this official hat? You still want me to make a concession?"

"No, the meat field is the foundation of my Qianye Sect. Even if I fight to the last man, I will never agree!" Zhang Qingye also refused with an ugly face.

He was also irritated by Aoyang. In terms of overall strength, although their Qianye Sect was not a match for the Chiyan Sect, they were not soft persimmons that could be manipulated by others.

Mediation is fine, but this Aoyang asked for half of the Qianye Sect's meat fields before agreeing to a truce mediation.

He would never agree to such a reason.

What's more, in the past ten days, their Qianye Sect's strongholds have also been hit by the Chiyan Sect, and many good players have died.

You know, in the black market, they took the blame for Wang Youfang, saying that some Qianye Sect's hidden man set traps in the black market, caused sabotage, and caused a fire, so the Chiyan Sect came to the door.

They took the blame for Wang Youfang, they lost their disciples, and they were the ones who needed compensation in the mediation!

Therefore, he could not agree to Aoyang's request in terms of emotion and reason.

Zhang Qingye became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and added unhappily: "Even if the meat field is not involved, our Qianye Sect will not accept mediation. The one who should pay compensation should be their Chiyan Sect."

"What did you say? Let our Chiyan Sect pay compensation. You say another word?!" Aoyang turned around, his eyes wide open, and shouted murderously, "I will tear you apart first, and then go for the meat field!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Qingye also stood up, not to be outdone, "If you have the ability, come and try!"

He sneered: "Aoyang, seeing that you are so anxious to get the meat field, is your meat field about to dry up?"

"It's okay for you to die for a hundred years, and my Chiyan Sect's meat field is no problem. Today, I will let you go down to accompany Huang Shanjun!" Aoyang was furious and strode towards Zhang Qingye.