C178 The Sixth Sense

Right at this moment, Ding Zhaoyun stepped forward. He made an appointment with the leaders of the other two families, saying that he wanted to be a peacemaker. The three families would work together to make things clear, so that everyone would not fight and hate each other.

The forces behind the younger brother's sect and the Post Office were also worried that if they continued to fight, both sides would suffer heavy losses. They let others take advantage of the situation, and they also wanted to see what Ding Zhaoyun was up to, so they agreed to Ding Zhaoyun's suggestion.

The three parties sent people at the same time to negotiate in the Golden Silk Gorge, which was located in the outskirts of the city.

The negotiations did not take long. In just half a day, the three sides reached an agreement. But the final result shocked everyone.

The Non-horse Gang, which had always kept a low profile, suddenly became the biggest winner.

The younger brother and the e-mailer announced that most of their businesses would be sold to the Non-horse Gang. In fact, it meant that the Non-horse Gang had annexed the younger brother and the e-mailer in one fell swoop. They had become the true overlord of the business in the Shangluo and monopolized all the markets.

Of course, the Non-horse Gang didn't pay any price. From then on, they would take out forty percent of the Non-horse Gang's income. They would give twenty percent to their younger brother and their respective powers. It meant that they had given up their territory, and from then on, they would be able to profit from it.

The Non-horse Gang no longer had any competitors. In the past, they would casually lower the price, and the act of pulling customers was quickly put to an end. It was naturally not difficult to do a monopoly business. Ding Zhaoyun was not the type to fish with all his might. The price he offered was enough to satisfy his own profits. At the same time, it would not be too hard for the customers to accept it. At the same time, the management of service and efficiency were very strict.

Under the chaos of war, the traveling businessmen also felt that this business was actually quite profitable. For a moment, everyone was happy in all aspects, forming a win-win situation.

As for why the arrogant and insufferably arrogant younger brother, who claimed to be the embodiment of justice, did not send mail, why did he suddenly withdraw from the competition all of a sudden? For a moment, there were different opinions, but no one knew the exact truth.

There were people who claimed to be well-informed, and they said that Ding Zhaoyun hid a great power behind him, so that he could easily make the insufferably arrogant younger brother and the mail faction submit. They exaggerated and exaggerated it, and it made people doubt it.

Some said that the person behind him was the king of the Western Region. With the strength of a country as his backing, naturally no one dared to confront him.

There was also saying that the power behind him was actually the power of Shaolin Wudang and other alliances. Shaolin was in Henan. The Wudang was in Hubei. Coincidentally, the Shangluo was connected to Henan and Hubei. However, they were not in these two provinces, so Shaolin Wudang was satisfied with this geographical location. Thus, they secretly joined forces to support the ___. Otherwise, how could they let this matter go so easily?

There were different opinions. Ding Zhaoyun neither admitted nor denied all of this. He was forced into a corner by the pressing questions. He only revealed a bitter smile. He let out a long sigh and then shook his head. The other party had no choice but to guess what he meant, and deduce what he thought the result would be based on his own imagination.

At this moment, Ding Zhaoyun was sitting in the living room, thinking about something in a daze. This kind of situation was rarely seen.

Perhaps it was because he had just met a guest.

This guest had a slightly repulsive face that made people not want to take a second look after taking a look. As for the facial features, there was nothing special about them.

With Ding Zhaoyun's experience, he felt that this person had changed his appearance. However, if it was really a disguise, it could be considered seamless. He could not tell anything from the appearance. The reason why he had such an opinion was entirely due to his many years of experience and the sixth sense that he was proud of.

Once, he was sitting on the second floor of the usual teahouse drinking tea.

On the afternoon of the spring day, the warm sun was slightly tipsy. The waiter at the side was enthusiastically greeting the new guests. The girl selling flowers downstairs was peddling the young men who passed by with flowers so that she could give the girl they loved. The peddlers on the street were shouting with all their might, wanting to make a family full. Everything was the same as usual.

All of a sudden, a cold feeling attacked him. He didn't need to go through his brain's command. Ding Zhaoyun's body started to move on its own by relying on his subconscious reaction.

With a slight sway of his body, he held the railing and rushed straight up. Without any movement, he had already reached the roof of the teahouse. After that, he turned around and went to the roof of the teahouse next to him.

Almost in the instant after that, there was a loud sound. The spot he had just sat on had already been blasted into a large hole.

If he were still sitting on the same spot, he would be injured even if he did not die. Moreover, in his panic, he would definitely not be able to escape the simultaneous attack of the three long swords, the two machine guns, and the six Five Tiger Door Slashes.

Those assassins who were lying in ambush saw that the target who was about to attack had already fallen into the trap. They only needed one more strike to complete the mission and take his life.

In the end, at the last moment, the target escaped from the trap like a bird. These people were like arrows on a bow, and they had to shoot like a full moon.

However, their tensed bodies and killing moves that had been prepared for a long time suddenly lost their target. Although these assassins and assassins were experienced, they could not help but be stunned. Moreover, the leader of this operation didn't send out an order. They didn't know what to do for a moment.

In the short span of a few breaths, the White Horse Battalion that was responsible for protecting Ding Zhaoyun's safety had already surrounded over ten assassins. After a fierce fight, none of them escaped. None of them were left alive. The assassins were either killed by the stubborn resistance, or killed by the poison after being injured.

There was only one exception. The leader of the assassins had been mixing in the crowd. When he saw Ding Zhaoyun's reaction, he had no intention of fighting anymore. Naturally, he had no way of being discovered.

He had the same reaction as everyone around him. He was frightened by the explosion and panicked. He was also shocked by the screaming and fighting scene. He even lost one of his shoes.

When he was wrapped in the crowd and thought that he had retreated to a safe zone, he suddenly realized not far away. A person was standing there with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky as if he was waiting for an old friend he had known for a long time. He was naturally Ding Zhaoyun.

The leader of the assassins looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties with a yellow face and a few strands of sparse beard. His frightened face, sweat, and dirt that had been rubbed by someone were mixed on his face. He looked pitiful and funny. No one would doubt that he was with those fierce assassins. And it was actually their leader.

At this point, he could only bite the bullet and continue to walk forward. His feet moved sideways in the dark. He wanted to sneak past Ding Zhaoyun, but found that Ding Zhaoyun was also slightly moving in the direction in front of him.

About four or five steps away from Ding Zhaoyun, the leader of the assassins finally gave up on his futile efforts and stood still.

"How did you see that? I don't think there was anything wrong with it. "

The assassin leader asked calmly, as if he was a completely different person from before.