Jiang Heng was more concerned about the situation of his family, so he directly asked the young man about the situation of the group who arrived in Bazhou a few days ago.

"Those distinguished guests who came over from the helmsman have the handwriting of the guild master, so our helmsman has already arranged them in advance, and they are all placed in some relatively hidden properties. It is safest there now."

Jiang Heng frowned, he found that the kid in front of him had a problem, that is, he couldn't get the point out of his words.

"I asked you, are they all right?"

Seeing that Jiang Heng's tone was a bit unfriendly, although he didn't know what the relationship between the tall young man in front of him was and the young gang leader, he didn't dare to offend him and quickly shook his head: "No...nothing!"

Seeing this, Jiang Heng was relieved, the safety of his family is the most important thing in this world.

Moreover, Jiang Heng found that the longer he stayed in this world, the more he cared about him. The first thing to bear the brunt was his family, and the second was to make a living under his command. These were all flesh and blood people who were attached to him. But in this world, he just tried to reduce the loss as much as possible.

"This is not a place to talk. Liu Fa, you keep some people here, and you take us to the branch." Fu Qingshui said in a deep voice, looking at more and more spectators gathered around.

Liu Fa nodded, and after a few instructions with the people next to him, he took Fu Qingshui and Jiang Heng away.

When he left, Jiang Heng left Liu Shizong, Zhang Fu, and Zhou Yan here to take care of them. This Bazhou is not familiar with the place. Although he has so many people, if all the high-end combat power is gone, it will not be safe. What's wrong.

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"Big boss, there are many members of the Canglang Gang from Cangzhou who came to the pier early this morning. These are the news sent from there."

In a relatively dark hall, a burly middle-aged man with grizzled hair sat in the first seat, sipping a cup of strong tea leisurely and comfortably, and took a look at the note from a man below.

"There are so many people here?" After a while, the middle-aged man put down the teacup in his hand and frowned.

"That's true, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"The one who came was a direct descendant of the Canglang Gang. The young man had met him before. He seemed to be the younger generation of the Fu family, ranking third."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and then his face turned cold, and he smiled lightly: "I know who it is, Fu Qingshui is at the fourth rank of the Pulse Refining Realm, just a brat."

"I heard that the old guy Fu Changsheng died, and the chief helm of the Canglang Gang was seriously injured. Among so many people, how many are masters in the pulse refining realm?"

"There are too many people here, many of them haven't disembarked yet, and I don't know the small ones for the time being, but there are only three people that can be confirmed, all of them are at the fourth-grade level of the Pulse Refining Realm."

Speaking of which, the people below were a little hesitant, and after thinking about it, they said:

"There is a man holding a sword who is so small that he can't see clearly. He looks like an ordinary person, but the masters of the Canglang Gang who refine the veins are very polite to him. And this man has an extraordinary demeanor. I'm afraid it's not too small to be mistaken." Be sure."

The gray-haired middle-aged man nodded slightly, stroked his long gray beard, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "In the next few days, you should pay close attention and don't do anything. It's best to let those old foxes try it out."

"yes!"

—

The sub-helm of the Canglang Gang is located in the west corner of Bazhou Prefecture, Jiang Heng was a little speechless when he first arrived here.

In fact, this sub-rudder is a bit cold, it is a yard with an area of ​​less than 100 mu. One hundred acres is naturally an extremely extraordinary mansion for an ordinary wealthy family. But for a gang's residence, it seems a lot colder.

Especially the former giants like the Canglang Gang.

There were two weak men guarding the gate, and they were both squatting on both sides with their injuries. Seeing Liu Fa coming with two obviously handsome men, he hurriedly tried to stand up straight, but tried several times. Grinning in pain.

Seeing that Fu Qingshui's complexion became more and more gloomy, he strode ahead and directly entered the courtyard.

Jiang Heng also followed closely behind, and the first thing that caught his eye was a relatively large school field, but no one was performing martial arts. Passing through the atrium, a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine can already be smelled in the air.

And the further you go in, the stronger the smell becomes.

Walking through a long and narrow corridor, passing through a wing room, you could hear wailing from time to time. Fu Qingshui opened a door casually, but saw many moaning people lying inside, most of them were wrapped in bandages, some Even missing arms and legs.

Jiang Heng was a little speechless when he saw it, this Bazhou was indeed much tougher, and the fighting in the Jianghu was far more brutal than Cangzhou. It may not have been a few days before the news that the main rudder of the Canglang Gang was wiped out was reported, but there are not many good ones in the whole sub-rudder.

—

In a small independent courtyard in the back hall of the Canglang Gang sub-helm..

Although the small courtyard is small, the layout inside is extremely exquisite, with a pond and a small gazebo. There are many flowers and plants planted in the yard, but they can't hide the smell of medicine that is always flowing in the yard.

Yan Qingqing sat on the stone steps outside the house a little bored, holding a long sword in her hand, drawing it out and then retracting it, going back and forth no less than a hundred times.

Yan Qingqing is the only daughter of Yan Chongshan, the sub-ruler of the Canglang Gang. She looks like a mother who died with dystocia. No matter her figure or appearance, she is considered to be the best in Bazhou~lightnovelpub.net~even if it belongs to some wealthy family The girl is also not as good.

However, Yan Qingqing has been practicing martial arts with her father since she was a child, and has always had a hot temper, which caused a lot of trouble.

Especially in a place like Bazhou where dragons and tigers dominate, even small and medium-sized forces should not be underestimated.

Yan Qingqing is not a woman who can stay in the house all day and play with female celebrities. She likes to walk outside with her father. On weekdays, her father was working at the sub-helm, and she was also thinking about going out for a stroll.

However, she can't see those evil things, and often provokes the heirs, relatives and nephews of other gang bosses. Those are all arrogant and domineering hooligans. In the past, the power of the Canglang Gang was still there, but with the destruction of the main rudder, Yan Qingqing also knew that she couldn't be so willful in the future, and she didn't even go out these few days.

But this face has been missed by too many people before, so if you don't look for trouble, trouble will soon be found.

"Father! Otherwise, my daughter will marry that old bastard, and if I don't know for sure, I can keep the sub-helm!"

Yan Qingqing sat on the stone steps and suddenly pulled out the blade in her hand, and slashed forward.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about... cough cough! cough cough!"

But there was a weak scolding suddenly sounded inside, but it soon caused a violent cough, and it took a long time to recover a lot.

"It's all...it's useless to be dad. If dad had stepped into the sixth rank earlier, then the old ghost would not dare to act recklessly like this."

Yan Chongshan was lying on the sickbed, looking haggard and pale, staring at the beams of the room absently.

Yan Chongshan himself was not bad looking, with a slightly elegant face and a figure of 1.8 meters, but lying on the sick bed at this time, he looked very weak and haggard, with pale lips and sunken eye sockets.

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