Chapter 39 Assassination [Recommended votes for reading]
“Not bad!”
“Getting started with Huanglong Fist has increased my body’s endurance and made my blood strong!”
< br>Qin Shuang was very satisfied when she saw the effectiveness of Huanglong Fist on the panel and felt that her body's energy and blood became more abundant.
With her energy and blood filling up, Qin Shuang was a little worried about Yun'er, who might not be able to withstand his powerful firepower!
"Okay!"
"Okay! Good marksmanship!"
Suddenly, Qin Shuang heard a burst of cheers from the martial arts training ground. He looked up and saw Feng Shuang. The heroic general Feng Ping is demonstrating the marksmanship for his subordinates - the Coiling Snake Marksmanship!
Feng Ping is a nine-strong general of the Qianlong Society. His martial arts are very strong, his temples are bulging high, and his snake-coiling spear skills are superb. With his profound skills, the spear is like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave!
The tip of the spear screamed in the air!
"What a coiled snake shooting technique!"
Qin Shuang looked at Feng Ping's shooting skills and secretly praised them.
"Brother Qin, are you interested in marksmanship?"
While Qin Shuang was thinking about it, Feng Ping had already stopped his marksmanship and found that Qin Shuang did not practice throwing knives, but actually looked I asked him to practice his marksmanship, and I was suddenly curious.
“Seeing Brother Feng’s sharp shooting skills, I also want to learn a close combat swordsmanship and martial arts.”
Qin Shuang smiled slightly and said.
In order to fight for world hegemony in the future, he must lead troops to charge into battle, and a sharp close-quarters martial arts is indispensable!
The main thing he is good at is flying knives, so he thought about getting a better martial arts secret book on the art of swordsmanship. It also used knives. Wouldn't his proficiency increase faster?
“Swordsmanship and martial arts?!”
“I suggest Brother Qin go to the military advisor to make a request. There are several good swordsmanship and martial arts in the arsenal of the Qianlong Society, and even The guild leader’s Hidden Dragon Spear technique is also included. Those who are above the Taibao level or have made great achievements can go in to observe and practice.”
Feng Ping saw that Qin Shuang had the idea of learning an advanced martial arts and immediately suggested it. "Brother Qin killed Zuo Qiubi, the leader of the Zhuhua Gang, and has made great achievements. He should be qualified to practice."
"Thank you, Brother Feng, for reminding me!"
Qin Shuang's heart moved. , Qianlonghui rises in Yangzhou and attracts a large number of people to join in. It is the fair promotion mechanism and the attraction of martial arts!
“You’re welcome!”
Feng Ping nodded.
Qianlonghui.
General forum.
In Courtyard No. 10.
"Zhuge Cheng, no matter how smart and cunning you are, how could you imagine that I would use the method of drifting bamboo tubes to send messages?"
A tall man, about 28 or 29 years old, The young man with sunken eyes stood at the door of the hall, looking at the scorching sun in the sky outside the courtyard, his eyes shining with bloodlust.
The night before, military advisor Zhuge Cheng stopped his raid on the Zhuhua Gang and instead sent Qin Shuang to guard West Street.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
He guessed that Zhuge Cheng suspected that there was a traitor in Qianlong Society, and wanted to use this news to lure out the traitor, but he was not sure.
Anyway.
This is a great opportunity to kill Qin Shuang!
Qin Shuang caused heavy losses to the Zhuhua Gang. If he doesn't kill him, how will his uncle convince the public?
Furthermore, he also discovered that although Qin Shuang's flying knife was terrifying, his other skills were average. If he could get up close and defeat the weak, his chances of killing Qin Shuang would greatly increase!
He did not use ordinary means such as carrier pigeons to convey the message, but used the sect's unique 'track-finding incense' to stuff the news about Qin Shuang's trip to West Street into a small bamboo tube and follow it along the courtyard wastewater ditch. After being discharged into the canal, the master's uncle naturally had the means to follow the 'Xunjixiang' to find the bamboo tube and learn the news.
Yangzhou.
Nancheng.
In a main hall hidden by a bamboo forest.
“Everyone, Qin Shuang from the Qianlong Club killed our Zuo Hall Master, Bao Baiyou, Lin Jicheng, the two deputy hall masters and other masters. If we don’t kill them, how can our Zhuhua Gang lose face? ”
Shao Lingzhou, who was thin, wearing a long green gown and a silk scarf, sat on the main seat and looked at Chang Ci, Tong Changfeng, Luo Xian and other hall masters below, and sighed. spoke loudly. now.
Shao Lingzhou felt very depressed.
This time.
Qin Shuang instantly killed Zuo Hall Leader and four other people with a flying knife, and became famous in Yangzhou, which dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Zhuhua Gang.
There are rumors that since the death of Gang Leader Yin, there has been no one in the Bamboo Flower Gang and the sun is setting in the west.
These rumors were like a knife piercing his heart!
He Shao Lingzhou is also the acting gang leader after all!
To say that the Zhuhua Gang has no one is a slap in his face!
"What the gang leader said is absolutely true!"
"This guy is a sharp flying knife, which is really a big problem for our gang!"
Chang Ci, Tong Changfeng, Luo Xian, Shen Beichang and others nodded. If Qin Shuang can kill Zuo Qiubi with one sword, he can kill them all!
Chang Ci, especially, hated Qin Shuang deeply.
Now, Qin Shuang's name was spread throughout Yangzhou, and was called "Qin Feng's throat separated by one sword". As soon as he heard Qin Shuang's name, he thought of his tragically dead brother and wished he could drink Qin Shuang's blood and scratch his skin!
"Gang leader, there are many masters of the Qianlong Club, and Qin Shuang can't hide, so I'm afraid it's not easy to kill him, right?"
Shen Beichang stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
Shen Beichang is nearly sixty years old, with gray hair and bright eyes, giving people a shrewd and capable look.
He was originally the hall master of Fengzhu Hall. Because he was practicing in seclusion and was unable to handle the affairs of the hall master, the position of hall master was handed over to Chang Ci. Unexpectedly, just after he came out of seclusion, Zuo Qiubi was Killing, he temporarily assumed the position of the leader of Qingzhu Hall.
"As far as I know, Qin Shuang was sent by Zhuge Cheng to guard the West Street Manor on West Chang Street that was captured from us! We can send experts, wearing goggles and throat masks, from a tunnel on West Chang Street Get close and kill this beast at close range!"
Shao Lingzhou said in a deep voice.
He just received the news from his nephew that Qin Shuang was guarding Xichang Street.
Moreover, Xichang Street was originally the territory of the Zhuhua Gang, but was taken away by the Qianlong Society. Among them, there are three tunnels under the West Street Manor leading to the canal. No matter how powerful Qin Shuang's flying knives are.
If you send someone to sneak in from the tunnel and get closer, you will definitely kill him in one fell swoop.
Even if the assassination fails, you can still escape from the tunnel!
“The gang leader’s plan is indeed feasible!”
Shen Beichang nodded, Chang Ci, Luo Xian, Tong Changfeng and others also agreed.
West Street Manor.
The night is deep, the moonlight is hidden in the clouds, there are 300 people in the congregation, 50 people are divided into taking turns to watch the night, and two people are guarding the tower sentry, Feng Ping next door is snoring loudly.
Qin Shuang was not sleepy, and practiced the Mountain Pushing Qigong while walking on horseback.
Ever since he mastered the skill of flying knives and improved his physique, he feels extremely energetic.
He specializes in the Liver Flying Sword, the art of commanding troops, reading, Mountain Pushing Qigong, and the Light Body Kung Fu. He only sleeps three hours a day and does not feel tired.
At this moment.
Qin Shuang suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart!
He grabbed a flying knife in each hand, and in a flash, he left the bed and hid in the corner.
"No! We were ambushed!!"
At this moment, a frightening and angry voice sounded outside the house.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of swords and swords clashing, and three hundred members of the Qianlong Society were instantly awakened, each holding a sword and surrounding them.
Qin Shuang was holding a flying knife. When he went out, he saw five men in black, wearing breastplates and strange masks. Only two eye sockets were exposed, each holding a sword. They were attacked by eight powerful swordsmen. The guards surrounded him, fighting and retreating.
Military strategist Zhuge Cheng had his hands on his back, and beside him stood the four great Vajras of the Qianlong Society.
"Everyone! This military advisor is waiting for you! Let's capture them without any effort!"
Zhuge Cheng looked at the five masked men in black and spoke calmly.
Asking for a monthly pass
(End of this chapter)