Chapter 55 Chapter 55: The End of the Hero

"Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Feihong's complexion was even more ashen, and said in a deep voice: "Have you seen what this person looks like?" The man pondered for a moment, and said: "This person's complexion is sallow, and he looks as if he is seriously ill. He is wearing the clothes of the 'Flying Dragon Escort Bureau' traveler, and on his head is a fanyang felt hat, which is tightly pressed on his eyebrows. It is difficult for others to see him. The little one didn't see clearly what kind of shoes he was wearing!" "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" snorted coldly, and said again: "Does he have a weapon on him?"

The man bowed his head and said: "He is about the same size as me. He doesn't have a weapon on his body, but there seems to be a soft weapon like a chain gun and a seven-star whip hidden in his waist." "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" frowned and said: "Where is there such a character in the Flying Dragon Escort? Leader, younger brother, go and have a look first." Pei Jue's face sank like water, and he cut his mouth and said, "Since this person is looking for me, I'm the one to go out." Before the voice was finished, he had already walked out of the door, quickly passed through the courtyard, and passed through the hall. Outside the open door, there was a lot of noise, and dozens of men crowded in front of the door, blocking the figure of that person. Jue separated his hands and strode out, only to see a man, just as he had just described, standing in front of the steps with his hands down, with a nonchalant demeanor, as if he didn't pay attention to the dozen or so men in front of him.

Pei Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Who is your friend? What can you learn from Pei Jue?" The man still lowered his head and didn't even look at Pei Jue. Pei Jue frowned and said, "Didn't you hear me?" The man coughed dryly and said in a hoarse voice: "President Tan has an order to persuade you to surrender to the 'Flying Dragon Bodyguard Bureau', otherwise... hum!" Pei Jue's face darkened, and he sneered, "Go back—" Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw that the man looked up to the sky and burst out laughing. With a wave of his hand, he waved off the Fan Yang felt hat on his head, revealing a pair of sharp eyes.

Pei Jue stared at it, and suddenly shouted: "So it's you!" He took a step and hugged the man's shoulders tightly, laughing maniacally and jumping for joy in the icy snow field amidst the heavy snowfall. "Lenggu Shuangmu", "Qiqiao Chasing the Soul" and Yuan Luzhen who were going out from Fang Zi couldn't help being stunned when they saw this situation. Amidst the loud laughter, Pei Jue said, "Where have you been these days?" ? Why don’t you pass on the information?” The man laughed loudly and said, "I really acted very mysteriously, how could I leak the news?"

Laughing, he supported Pei Jue's arm and walked up the stone steps. Yuan Luzhen looked around and whispered, "Li Yaomin, why are you here?" Pei Jue was startled, stopped walking and said, "Li Yaomin, who is Li Yaomin?" "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" stared intently, only felt that this person's eyes were so familiar, pondered for a long time, and finally remembered to blurt out: "Qiqiao boy! Why are you here?" Yuan Luzhen wondered: "Who is Qiqiao boy? He is obviously Li Yaomin, the trooper in the 'Flying Dragon Escort Bureau'. You must not fall for his tricks!"

Pei Jue thought about it, and laughed, "You must have played some tricks these days? But how did 'Qiqiao Boy' Wu Mingshi become Li Yaomin?" "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi looked up to the sky and smiled, "Li Yaomin, you want to die, you want to die, I want Tan Ming's life to mean it! Haha - this matter is a long story, hurry up and serve wine, let me talk about it in detail." They laughed and walked into the backyard hand in hand. This pair of life and death friends who share weal and woe, although they haven't seen each other for a long time, are not unfamiliar emotionally.

It's just that they feel that each other has changed a little bit. After entering the hall, Feihong immediately called out to serve wine, "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi smiled and said: "Congratulations to that brother, I finally realized the truth, and I will toast that brother three times later." Pei Jue and Na Feihong were taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "How do you know?" Wu Mingshi said with a smile: "Zhao Pingfei and Wang Dezhi, who were knocked down by me just now, are the internal agents that I have arranged under that brother's subordinates, because my younger brother is very concerned about that brother's every move."

"Qiqiao Chasing Soul" was stunned for a moment, cold sweat broke out in his palm unconsciously, he originally thought that his mind could be called a momentary choice, but at this moment he couldn't help being terrified and ashamed. The wine table was set up, and "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi began to narrate his tortuous and bizarre stories these days. He first said: "When I first heard Brother Pei talk about his life experience, I knew that the 'Eight Palms in the Shape of a Dragon' must be hiding a huge conspiracy against him. Whoever says that a person like him is talented is stupid, then he is either a lunatic or an idiot. Tan Ming is neither a lunatic nor an idiot, so naturally he has other motives."

"So I used disguise medicine to change my appearance at the beginning, and joined the 'Dragon Escort Bureau', trying to keep an eye out for Tan Ming's flaws in the dark. Later, I accidentally found the driver's 'I can't pass', and heard what he said in his dream. I used various methods to force him to tell this secret willingly!" He spoke in a simple and hasty way, as if there was something important waiting for him to do. But these simple and hasty words are enough to make everyone amazed. He smiled slightly, and continued: "I've heard Brother Pei talk about Miss Yuan, so I often keep an eye on her in secret, talk to her with excuses, and tell her many things intentionally or unintentionally!"

Yuan Luzhen opened her eyes wide and called softly, saying: "Ah! No wonder—it's unexpected, you...you are really smart." Wu Mingshi smiled and said to Pei Jue: "When that brother went to the 'Flying Dragon Escort', I was the one who led Miss Yuan to meet him intentionally or unintentionally. Later, I told Miss Yuan about the relationship between Tan Ming and the headless case more than ten years ago. Then trigger her to come out to find you." Pei Jue reached out and patted his forehead, sighing: "At that time, I wondered how she, a little girl, would reveal so many secrets? It turns out... oh, Qiqiao boy, you should really change your name to Shiqiao boy."

Yuan Luzhen stared at her bright eyes and said: "When I escaped, I was almost captured by them. Did you lure them away secretly for me again?" Wu Mingshi nodded with a smile and said: "I was also very dangerous that time. They almost found out the truth. Fortunately, those people are stupid asses!" "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Na Feihong sighed: "Those people aren't too stupid, it's just that you, Brother Wu... Sigh, you really have amazing talents and extraordinary wisdom." Wu Mingshi said: "That brother has won the prize." A burst of triumphant brilliance suddenly appeared on his face, and he said: "These things are not surprising. At the moment in Hankou City, my younger brother has indeed written some proud pens. Before sunset, we must rush to Hankou City. By then...haha." He laughed a few times triumphantly, raised the wine glass in front of him, and drank it with his head raised. Yuan Luzhen sighed quietly: "I don't know how you do these things anymore? It's not surprising that you said it. Brother, I really didn't expect you to have such a smart friend, who seems to be much smarter than you." Pei Jue smiled and said, "He has always been much smarter than me." Such vulgar and polite words of praise, spoken out of his mouth, are so sincere and sincere, Wu Mingshi shook his head and said: "Wrong, wrong, no matter how smart I am, I'm still just a green leaf. It can only be a supplement, not a master." He withdrew his smile, and suddenly said seriously: "Brother Pei, you have to know that the real Peony is you. There is chaos in the world today, and you will be the one who cleans up the mess. You were born in the sky to be a 'public'. You must not seek revenge for some children. I've worn down my willpower, I just saw your will down, and I feel very uncomfortable. You must know that at this moment, thousands of eyes in the martial arts are all focused on you, and thousands of hopes are all pinned on you. On you, if you give up on yourself, wouldn’t you be making all martial arts friends in the world sad!" Pei Jue's heart trembled, like a bucket of clear water, when the empowerment poured down, his heart suddenly became clear, and he put aside all "private" feelings and "private" grievances in an instant, and cursed himself in his heart: "Pei Jue, Pei Jue, you really deserve to die. Isn't the future of martial arts friends in the world more important than your personal love and grievances?" As soon as he thought of this, he was both terrified and grateful. He couldn't help standing up and bowing to Wu Mingshi, but he didn't know what to say! "Lenggu Shuangmu" glanced at each other, Leng Hanzhu said: "Good friend!" Lengkumu sighed: "He is really a good friend." "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Na Feihong sighed: "Whoever makes friends like the two of you is really lucky." After noon, the cloudy sky suddenly shot out a piece of sunlight, shooting straight on the long street in Hankou City. The crowd on the long street is almost boiling at this moment. Except for restaurants and tea houses, all the shops are closed, and all the dating, festivals and funerals, business exchanges, money transactions in Hankou city... have also completely stopped at this moment. The escort cart with the "Flying Dragon Escort Bureau" flag on it was still standing by the river, but the guards beside the escort cart looked a little depressed. All the rumors and whispers are so unfavorable to the "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms", which really surprised the people in the martial arts world. How could the situation of the "Flying Dragon Bodyguard Bureau", which has its own advantage, become so bad? The people on the long street were chattering, and people who had scruples came here at this moment. The whole Hankou City is like a pot of boiling water at this moment. The black-painted door has not been opened until now, so more and more people gathered at the door, like a group of spectators waiting to see the opening of the God of Competition. Suddenly, there was really a gong sounding! Thousands of eyes turned their heads to look at them, and saw hundreds of black-clothed big men coming in a group, four of them at the head, beating the gong, dozens of people behind, holding bright long swords, and dozens of people behind, holding swords. With a longbow and a long sword on his back, he walked into the long street, hugging a young man in sackcloth and filial piety with a sad face. Everyone was amazed and saw that these big men in black hugged the boy to a square table under the eaves, and then the steel swordsmen surrounded the four sides, and the archers surrounded the steel swordsmen. The gong sounded again, and the young man in sackcloth filial piety narrated his tragic experience with tears and anger. He is naturally a descendant of the bodyguard who died in that tragedy more than ten years ago, and he narrated the sorrow of his life experience with great pain. This painful sorrow immediately won the sympathy and anger of thousands of people. At the end, the young man in sackcloth suddenly knelt down on the ground and shouted hoarsely: "The boy was lonely when he was young, he was covered with strange grievances, and was murdered by the villain's conspiracy, so that until today, he still has no power to restrain the chicken. The boy's bloody feud can only be presided over by the elders, uncles, and brothers. Justice, uphold justice for martial arts!" The crowd immediately burst into an uproar, and no one knew who shouted among the crowd: "Traitor, kill Tan Ming, a hypocritical traitor!" This loud shout, like a single spark, immediately set off a prairie fire. In an instant, the entire long street was engulfed by angry shouts. In all directions of Hankou City, there are also the same young men in sackcloth, telling the same story and causing the same outrage. You must know that such martial arts heroes are all passionate and impulsive people. After these many days of tedious waiting, they have already been unable to suppress it at this moment. How can they stand such a trigger! The people who came here just to watch the excitement, had already given up their stance of sitting on the sidelines and shouted angrily. Even some of the bodyguards under the "Flying Dragon Bodyguard Bureau" were moved by these words and became spectators. Although other people were loyal to Tan Ming, how could they dare to make a move when they saw this group of angry crowd?They just hope that the dark door will open soon! Suddenly, more than a dozen people flocked to the river, rushed away from the group of frustrated escorts, pushed the escort cart down the river bank, plopped, and fell into the turbid yellow river. This astonishing move immediately attracted thousands of people to imitate. Thousands of people swarmed up and pushed hundreds of escort carts down the river bank. However, instead of extinguishing people's anger, the cold river water seems to add some oil to the fire, making people's anger burn more intensely. They flocked back to the dark gate again, and a curse sounded: "Tan Ming, come out and give us justice!" Thousands of angry curses followed. A stone slammed into the black-painted door. As a result, stones, fruits, even teacups and bowls were thrown on the black-painted gate, inside and outside the gray wall like a rainstorm. This is the psychology of the masses. Throughout the ages, countless people have exploited the psychology of the masses and achieved dominance. But if it is not a very smart person, they will never take advantage of the psychology and passion of this crowd. All these plans were naturally arranged by the extremely clever "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi. He contacted all the survivors of the murdered bodyguards, sent them to Wuhan, and then managed to establish a close relationship with the "God Hand" Zhan Fei. The contact caused the subordinates of the "Jiangnan Alliance" to stir up an unquenchable anger among the masses. All the happenings were within his careful arrangements and plans, and all the arrangements and plans had achieved unprecedented success! Wu Mingshi, the "Seven Skillful Boy" from the outskirts of the city, described his arrangements and plans in detail along the way, and then smiled slightly: "This is the psychology of the masses!" "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Feihong sighed, and said: "What a crowd mentality!" Pei Jue didn't say a word, his face was as cold as ice. After a long time, Fang Zi said slowly, "Isn't this too much?" Yuan Luzhen sighed quietly, "I also think it's too much." "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi sighed and said: "It's a last resort, and matters are subject to authority. Although my approach is unkind, it is inappropriate for someone like Tan Ming to use this method. If Tan Ming wins today's battle, his sharpness will definitely be even stronger. Sheng, regardless of the bloody enmity, it is extremely tragic in terms of the martial arts situation. He used cunning tricks to deal with people all his life, and I will use cunning tricks to deal with him now. Isn't this a very fair thing! Brother Pei, when you are a hero in the world, you must not have the benevolence of a woman, and use small benevolence to mess up the big plan." Pei Jue was silent for a long time, then sighed, "Hero, hero..." "Hero, hero..." Sitting on the big mahogany chair in the living room, "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming was also muttering to himself: "Hero? Hero, who is a hero? What is a hero?" The hero of this life, the great tycoon of the martial arts world, what pen in the world can describe the loneliness and desolation in my heart at this moment? From ordinary to gorgeous, from gorgeous to extremely prosperous, at this moment, he seems to have felt the desolation after sunset. Tan Wenqi's sudden departure, the pain and stimulation given to the old man were indeed heavier than Mount Tai. He only felt that his ambition was gradually losing, and all thoughts were lost! The four brothers Dongfang Tie, Dongfang Jian, Dongfang Jiang and Dongfanghu sat in the center of the hall with ashen complexions. The cursing outside the door had already made them embarrassed, and the stones and cups falling in the courtyard made them even more embarrassed. Patience, but the chivalrous heirs of his four brothers couldn't bear to let go at this moment. None of them could guess where Dongfang Zhen went?Why did you leave suddenly?Why did they disappear together with Tan Wenqi? In the ear room on the side of the hall, "Baguazhang" Liu Hui, "Quick Horse Sword" Gong Qingyang, Bian Shaoyan, Luo Yi, etc. were whispering. What are they plotting about? The whereabouts of the "magic hand" Zhan Fei is difficult to be known.At this moment, he is reclining in "Changleli", "Bailan Courtyard", the boudoir of Wuhan famous prostitute "Little Bailan". A tasseled tent is hung on a purple gold hook, and an emerald quilt is placed on a mandarin duck pillow. The "magic hand" Zhan Fei leans under the tasseled tent, and on the mandarin duck pillow, he fiddles with the golden hook on the edge of the tent. The golden hook jingled, and "Little Bai Lan" who sat silently opposite him stared wide-eyed, looking at the rich and wealthy guest in front of him curiously and in surprise. She had never seen such a guest before, in her heart discolored by the wind and dust, this rough man with sadness in it, majesty in his casualness, had an irresistible attraction to her However, from late last night until now, he just sat blankly, frowning deep in thought, occasionally going to the door to give a short order, and occasionally drinking a glass of spicy wine from her white and jade-like hand . She couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said softly: "Hey, what are you thinking?" The "magic hand" Zhan Fei casually responded, he did have a lot of thoughts in his heart. Judging from the current situation, the "Jiangnan Alliance" is indeed sure to win, but this kind of victory is of no benefit to him. He suddenly discovered that the "puppet" he had cultivated in his plan had become a radiant "hero" that no one could control. The power and glory in his plan had so far been nothing. Hope was in his own hands. He carefully analyzed the situation, he is finally a "hero", his judgment of the situation is so fine and wise, he has clearly judged what he can get in a victory, which is really far from what he planned before too much. Although "Little Bailan" has been through the world for a long time, how can he guess the thoughts of the grassland hero in front of him? She lightly raised her bare feet, tapped the "God Hand" on Zhan Fei's chest, and said softly, "Hey, you—" The "magic hand" Zhan Fei raised his thick eyebrows, opened his eyes, and said sharply, "What are you going to do?" "Little Bailan" trembled, and felt that his gaze was like a knife, which made her dare not look directly at her, but the experience in the wind and dust made her react differently from ordinary people. Instead, she let out a "sigh" and threw herself on the body of the "magic hand" Zhan Fei, coquettishly: "Why are you so fierce? I just want to relieve your boredom because I saw you panicked. I like you!" The gentle and beautiful words made Zhan Fei's old ambition suddenly stirred up. His frowning brows gradually relaxed, and his eyes gradually softened. The martial arts hero who has been traveling all his life, struggling, struggling, and even cheating and robbing for the cause of fame, suddenly fell into the land of tenderness, and suddenly tasted the tenderness of the land of tenderness. Taste, what a temptation this is to his disappointed, lonely, and aging ambition. "Little Bailan" felt the changes and fluctuations in his emotions, she gently stretched out her jade hands like spring onions, gently adjusted the long beard under his chin, and said softly: "You... What's on your mind? Tell me, okay?" "Mage Hand" Zhan Fei let out a long sigh, and said slowly, "You won't understand." "Little Bailan" looked at him tenderly with bright eyes, and said softly: "Then... let me sing a song to relieve your worries, okay?" She stood up gracefully, her bare feet stepped on the thick carpet, and her white slender hands took down the pipa in the corner. Tune gently, untie the strings slowly, and cough gently. Then, she sang slowly and softly, her singing was so beautiful and gentle. In this gentle and beautiful singing voice, the "magic hand" Zhan Fei suddenly realized that the gentleness here might be his greatest comfort in the future. He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, and suddenly there was a surge and tenderness in his heart that he had never felt before.Isn't gentleness the easiest way to kill ambition? But he must go out now, and make a final struggle for his power. Putting on his clothes, he stood up long, and the sound of anger and riots outside had faintly spread into this beautiful and gentle boudoir.