Chen Baoxiang never thought that someone with a gun could become king and dominate.

Only Nanshan bandits would do that.

The four of them became sworn brothers in order to uphold justice and defeat the strong and help the weak. They definitely did not want to rob families or compete for fame and fortune.

"Fourth, let's do something."

"Okay, second sister, I'll go to Xie Ma Road tonight and figure out all the details."

When Song Zixue came, Wu Yixiao immediately seemed to be a different person, from being humble and humble to being joyful.

Chen Baoxiang remained calm. Even if he didn't like this change, he wouldn't say it.

Later, a rickshaw driver came in and gave Chen Baoxiang a small note.

There are only seven words on the note - "The acquaintance of Shen and You in Black Tiger Spring."

Ye Tian balled up the note and threw it into the stove.

At the moment, the only people who took the initiative to contact him were people from the Sharpshooter Club.

If Ben Leihu is not rescued for a day, the people of the Sharpshooter Club will not give up.

Since the two parties have established an alliance and meet frequently, what is the use?

Chen Baoxiang was very confused, but he didn't show any anxiety on the surface.

Song Zixue and Wu Yixiao had left long ago, and the small woodshed could not contain their Jinshan dream.

Chen Baoxiang endured it and did not dampen their enthusiasm.

"The people of the Eighth Front Army are not paper lanterns. They are a team that truly has the courage to fight the Japanese head-on. If you offend them, you will inevitably die."

He held back these words tightly and did not say them out in the end.

Song Zixue had always been ambitious. In the past, Chief Han was in charge. The two met many times and became close friends.

"Shuibo Liangshan One Hundred and Eight will rise from the grass and merge into a big river, which will wash away the iron barrels of the Song Dynasty. The emperor can only humble himself and issue an edict to persuade people to be safe. I, Song Zixue, come from a famous family, and I am born in troubled times.

In this war-torn world, we must create our own world——"

Chen Baoxiang felt uneasy when he thought of what Song Zixue had said.

Jinan right now is like a two-plate stone mill. The grinding core is rotten, the grinding rope is about to break, and the grinding stick is about to break...

If you continue grinding the mill randomly, the millstone will fly out and kill someone.

Song Zixue is a pushover. No matter what happens, brute force will only lead to bad things.

Chen Baoxiang walked to the door and looked at the gloomy sky outside. He felt as if he had stuffed a handful of wet firewood into his heart. He couldn't light an open flame, but smoke was just coming out, choking him to death.

According to the agreed time, Chen Baoxiang arrived at Black Tiger Spring.

This is a unique scenery in Jinan. Translucent spring water gushes out from the head of a three-hundred-year-old tiger. It flows day and night, along the moats on both sides, and around the city to the north.

The water of Heihu Spring can ward off evil spirits and cure diseases. It has unique curative effects and is famous far and wide.

Chen Baoxiang stood by the spring, carrying an iron pot. He first took a pot of water and placed it at his feet.

Whatever he does, he will cover it up with something else.

Being careful can make a boat sail for thousands of years. This is what our predecessors have learned with their blood and lives.

"Boss Chen."

Luo Hongying appeared, followed by Shutong and the maid.

She first sent over a white handkerchief bag, which was heavy.

Chen Baoxiang took it and when he touched it with his fingers, he knew it was four small yellow croakers.

"Boss Chen, there were some accidents between us, but they have nothing to do with you. All plans will be carried out as agreed, okay?"

The evening was cold, and Luo Hongying's cheeks were as red as two fine Yantai apples.

"Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

"The third brother knows how to read faces. He said that Boss Chen is a man of great reputation who does what he says. The reason I invite you this time is to say something else."

Luo Hongying waved her hand, retreated from Shutong and the maid, walked twenty steps away, and stood in the shadow of the big tree.

"Boss Chen, if we succeed this time, please help me kill someone."

Chen Baoxiang suddenly felt bitter in his heart, because he knew very well who Luo Hongying wanted to kill, it must be Wu Yixiao.

The bold words Wu Yixiao said offended the Gunslingers Club.

If word spreads, Luo Hongying's reputation will be damaged and she will be ridiculed by her peers.

The four masters of the Sharpshooter Club, Ben Leihu, are like blazing fire. If they don’t kill Wu Yixiao now, they will definitely kill him with their own hands in the future.

"This, Miss Luo, I'm afraid it's hard to obey."

"Boss Chen, I'm saying this to give you face. Otherwise, if I kill him secretly, you won't be able to save face, and everyone will still have disputes. You know clearly what's going on here. Why do you want to kill him? He

What crime did you commit, do you need me to repeat it?"

"He just said the wrong thing, can you-"

"That's right, Boss Chen. You probably don't know that Wu Yixiao used an arrow book, wrote all our plans on the book, and shot it into the Japanese military compound."

Chen Baoxiang was startled and almost threw his handkerchief to the ground.

"Impossible...Is he crazy? Impossible!"

"It's absolutely true. The only thing that makes me happy is that he postponed the action by one month and wrote it on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

Chen Baoxiang suddenly felt like his head was as big as a bucket. He couldn't believe that his good brother Wu Yixiao could do such a thing.

Even if it is postponed for a month and deceives the Japanese, the exposure of this plan is tantamount to bringing the Japanese and the Gunslingers directly into conflict.

"Boss Chen, I never lie. You can investigate slowly, or you can ask him directly. If he does this kind of thing, he is the mortal enemy of our Sharpshooter Club and will be unforgivable."

Luo Hongying bit her lip gently, blood oozing from her lips.

This chaos is extremely dangerous.

Wu Yixiao was bold and played hide-and-seek with the Japanese. He might have shot himself in the foot and trapped everyone else.

"I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out."

"Boss Chen, take action within three days. After rescuing people, I want to get Wu Yixiao's head from you. Is that okay?"

"Of course... you can't."

This sentence was squeezed out from the gap between Chen Baoxiang's teeth.

"You want to protect him?"

Chen Baoxiang was stunned, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.

If Wu Yixiao betrays his Jianghu comrades to the Japanese, he is a traitor and a traitor, and everyone will punish him.

He, Chen Baoxiang, is an upright Jinan native. How could he possibly protect a traitor?

"In three days, Wu Yixiao will die. The only difference is whether you strike or the sharpshooter will strike. To tell you the truth, the third brother said that when we leave Jinan, we must take away three heads - Wu Yixiao, Bi Gong, Bi

respect."

Chen Baoxiang's heart suddenly sank again, Luo Hongying mentioned Bi Gong, Bi Jing, it was almost impossible to hunt down these two people.

He was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Don't make trouble, kill Bi Gong, Bi Jing, you people are not qualified!"

Chen Baoxiang clearly knew that this matter was like a torn spider web that was extremely difficult to clean up, but when the matter came to an end, he had to continue to hold on.

"Bi Gong, Bi Jing betrayed the old commander. The young commander has issued a killing order. Since they appeared in Jinan, this is where their heads will fall."

Chen Baoxiang couldn't explain it. The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. The Divine Gun Club needed to save people and kill people. If Bi Gong and Bi Jing were offended, they would be carrying five hundred kilograms on the shoulders of a porter. Adding on five thousand kilograms, it would definitely

It's about crushing people to death.

"Okay, okay, okay."

He nodded, and in extreme helplessness, he could only say three good words in a row.

"Boss Chen, you are a good person, why would you go along with that kind of person?"

Chen Baoxiang didn't want others to judge his brother, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Miss Luo, I've seen what I need to see, I've said what I need to say, and it's time for me to go back."

We met here and talked for a long time, which was a bit irritating.

If you were noticed by Japanese spies, you would be in trouble.

"Boss Chen, the last word is, don't make enemies of the Eighth Front Army. They are the main force in killing the Japanese. Those golds are also the funds to kill the Japanese. If you try to win the gold, you may be killed."

Chen Baoxiang took a step back and spoke in a hurry: "Ms. Luo, you are too lenient, so you should take care of yourself first!"

He had experienced so many things in one day, and his mind was full.

Now, Luo Hongying mentioned the masters of the Eighth Front Army, and he could no longer answer the question.

Luo Hongying cupped her fists and cupped her hands, took three steps back, and prepared to leave.

Yu Shutong strode over and lowered his voice: "Go back and tell Wu Yixiao that I have decided on his head!"
To be continued...