Chapter 276: Causing the Tiger to Leave the Mountain
A moment later, a burly figure landed on the street outside Zuihua Building.
He looked around and saw no one around, so he reached out and grabbed Zhu Jun's body on the ground.
This person is Zhang Yuan.
Or rather Zhang Yuan wearing a "Wei Yan" vest!
During the day today, he met Yang Lang and others as soon as he went out.
This incense master from the outer hall of Wuwei Sect extorted one hundred and eighty taels of silver from Zhang Yuan in the name of the annual festival fee.
Simply unscrupulous and arrogant to the extreme!
Zhang Yuan gave it.
After being blackmailed by Yang Lang once, Zhang Yuan thought about settling the score with him after the Chinese New Year.
Unexpectedly, this guy was so insatiable after tasting the sweetness that he bullied him again.
It was as if Zhang Yuan was determined not to resist.
It was so unbearable that Zhang Yuan endured it until night, then disguised himself as "Wei Yan" and entered Zuihua Tower, killing the other party and others in the gentle countryside.
All they spent was Zhang Yuan's money!
And by killing Yang Lang, can Zhang Yuan's thoughts be understood?
The answer is of course no!
Because Yang Lang is just a pawn, it is not this little guy who really wants to deal with Zhang Yuan.
So after he left, he turned back and waited for the higher-ups of Wuwei Sect to come over.
Kill with a carbine!
Zhang Yuan did not expect that it was Zhu Jun, the leader of the outer hall, who came.
Zhu Jun happened to be the person related to the Li family and the Wuwei clan, and he was also the main messenger who instigated Yang Lang to cause trouble for him.
For Zhang Yuan, this couldn't be better.
He did not have the ability to predict the future, and he certainly did not know in advance that he would be able to lead out the true master.
But no matter who comes, as long as it is not Zheng Lianhong, the leader of the Wuwei Sect, Zhang Yuan will definitely kill him!
He goes all out as soon as he takes action, and is directly blessed with ten times the strength and agility.
Zhu Jun's fate was doomed due to mental arithmetic but no intention!
In a breath, Zhang Yuan sneaked into a dark alley with the body.
Transcendence!
Under Zhang Yuan's gaze, the body of Zhu Jun, a fourth-level master, quickly decayed and disintegrated, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Only one set of clothes was left on the ground.
【Essence+127】
Worthy of being at the fourth level, the source of essence obtained through salvation greatly exceeds that of ordinary warriors.
Zhang Yuan finally recovered his capital plus interest.
He quickly checked Zhu Jun's clothes and did not find any high-value trophies.
This is actually quite normal.
Because Zhu Jun came to Zuihualou in a hurry after hearing the news, and he didn't even bring any weapons.
Zhang Yuan was not disappointed and rolled up the clothes and threw them into the corner.
And with the help of the red-eyed crow hovering in the air, he looked towards the brightly lit Wuweifang not far away!
One hall master, one incense master, and a dozen minor characters were not enough to calm Zhang Yuan's inner anger.
His fighting spirit burned like a blazing fire.
Soaring straight into the sky!
At the same time, Wuweifang and Zhongyi Pavilion.
In the room as warm as spring, Zheng Lianhong, the master of Wuwei Sect, was sitting in front of his desk, concentrating on reviewing official documents.
This fifth-level powerhouse is already over fifty years old, but he looks like he is only in his thirties. His face is resolute and not intimidating, and his dark eyes are focused on hidden energy, and he has a noble bearing.
Although Wuwei Sect is a mid-level sect, it also has thousands of disciples, occupying one square of land and governing seven surrounding streets. Its strength and power are not weak.
Not only that, the sect also has farms and acres in the outer ruins. Therefore, there are many daily tasks.
In addition to practicing every day, Zheng Lianhong must set aside enough time to deal with affairs inside and outside the sect.
Because the Wuwei Sect belongs to Zheng Lianhong alone, he can appropriately delegate power to his subordinates, but only by controlling the overall situation can he sleep peacefully every night.
For more than ten years, Zheng Lianhong's persistence in this aspect has never wavered.
Suddenly, the area between his brows jumped.
Zheng Lianhong's hand that was writing the approval couldn't help shaking, and the strokes he just wrote were crooked.
The fifth-level powerhouse frowned involuntarily.
The next moment, there was a gentle knock on the study door: "Master, there is something urgent to report!"
Zheng Lianhong calmly put down the brush in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Come in."
He had made a rule that no one could come to disturb him while he was handling his official duties.
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Unless it's something very important.
The door opened, and a man in a strong shirt came in and saluted: "Master, urgent news has just come. Zhu Jun, the master of the outer hall, had an accident in Zuihua Tower. An enemy attacked and killed more than a dozen of our brothers!"
Zheng Lianhong stood up suddenly, with a terrifying light in his eyes: "What?"
Zhu Jun, the leader of the outer hall, is one of Zheng Lianhong's confidants. The former has followed him for nearly twenty years and has always been loyal.
And Zhu Jun's ability was also trusted by Zheng Lianhong.
Something happened now, and it was in such a dirty place as Zuihua Tower!
He couldn't help but asked angrily: "Who is the murderer?"
The man in a strong shirt shook his head.
"Forget it."
Zheng Lianhong's figure swayed and he rushed to the door in an instant: "Go and have a look!"
And when the leader of the Wuwei Sect walked out of the Zhongyi Pavilion, where the sect's center was located, before he even stepped down the high steps, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.
It was like someone was spying on him secretly.
Zheng Lianhong subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky.
All I saw was the dark night sky and the falling snowflakes.
There is nothing unusual about it.
He thought that his mind was affected by Zhu Jun's murder, so he didn't care. He turned around and ordered the two guards guarding the door of the pavilion: "Guard this place and don't let anyone in."
Zhongyi Pavilion is not only Zheng Lianhong's daily office and meeting place, but also a place for him to practice and rest.
This three-story pavilion also hides many secrets of the sect master!
The two powerful guards responded in unison: "Here!"
Zheng Lianhong took a long breath and his eyes became extremely sharp: "Let's go!"
An elite disciple from a famous family came from different directions, followed behind him silently and well-trained, and quickly formed a strong team, heading in the direction of Zuihua Tower.
On the way, two more fourth-level masters joined the team, guarding Zheng Lianhong.
Torches were raised high, bright flames shining in all directions.
From a distance, it looks like a fire dragon swimming rapidly in Wuwei Square!
The entire district, along with several surrounding streets, were all alarmed.
But no one noticed that a dark shadow was quietly sneaking into Wuweifang under the cover of wind, snow and night.
He skillfully bypassed the patrolling teams in the area and approached Zhongyi Pavilion like a charm.
After a moment, the black shadow silently jumped onto the second floor of Zhongyi Pavilion.
The whole person was clinging to the outer pavilion wall like a gecko.
The two guards guarding the door knew nothing about it.
The snow and wind in the sky not only obscured their sight, but also covered up the slightest movement in the pavilion.
Provides infiltrators with the best chance!
(End of chapter)