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"Something's wrong." Looking at the situation in the inn, Shen Hongfei couldn't help talking to himself.

"Chief escort, what's wrong?" Although Shen Hongfei's voice was low, the Deputy Chief Escort Hee Chong still heard it. He immediately bent over and asked in a low voice.

Shen Hongfei shook his head and didn't answer. After thinking deeply for a moment, he instructed Hee Chong in a low voice, "Tell everyone to put on some spots and eat quickly. No one is allowed to drink alcohol. We'll set off immediately after dinner."

Hee Chong nodded his head in agreement. He turned around and walked over to the table, instructing the escort from the Zhongping escort office, "It's only nine hundred thousand taels of silver. Even Ol 'Three has a lot of bigger darts himself. The head escort is a bit too careful this time.

Hee Chong looked around the tavern. Besides the four escort officers from the Central Level Escort Office and sixteen or seventeen hands, there were only three tables of guests: one table was occupied by four gray-robed guests who appeared to be in their forties, with no expression on their faces, and they did not speak to each other, only drinking by themselves; the other table was occupied by a scholar who was not even thirty years old. He waved a folding fan in a scholarly manner, but his right hand was covered with a long scar that was rather eye-catching; the third table also had a single guest, dressed entirely in Taoist attire, as if he was drunk and had been lying motionlessly on the table, unable to see his appearance for a moment. Hee Chong looked at it for a moment and felt that even though it was suspicious, it was common for him to meet martial artists in the tavern. Even if it was himself who had the Taken, he did not fear it and sat down next to Shen Hongfei without saying anything.

"Hee Chong's silence does not mean that everyone in the escort company is silent." "In this bloody business, you're not allowed to drink or even f * cking eat!" One of the escort surnamed Deng, who had a violent temper and a good character, started to quietly curse when he heard Shen Hongfei's order not to drink.

"Old Deng, don't say too much. The chief escort instructed." Wang Yihe, who was at the same table as him, was more meticulous and had a good relationship with him, so he reminded him in a low voice.

"What's there to be afraid of when you drink alcohol? There's no sweat medicine in the alcohol, even if there's a f * cking tribulation dart in there, your elder will slap him flat with one palm!" Chief Deng was named Deng Cheng. Although he had a coarse temper, he worked very hard. His hands were made of iron sand and his palms were combined with a set of Thirteen Supreme Protectors' hard skills. He was known as the "Iron Arms Bear" in the Jianghu. At the time of the escort, Deng Cheng had fought Deng Cheng alone against Deng Cheng of the Five Tigers. Both sides only exchanged one move, Deng Cheng was hit until he vomited a mouthful of blood and Deng Cheng was killed. The other three tigers knew that they were no match for Deng Cheng so they left. That year when I went darting in Shanxi Province, I met the Taihang Five Tigers … "

"Alright, alright," Wang Yi knew that Deng Cheng was going to talk about his battle of pride again, so he stopped him in advance, "The escort team says to be careful, to be kind and make money, and the darts that can be protected are mainly due to the face of our friends on the streets. If we kill a thousand enemies and self-destruct for eight hundred years, we better not do it."

"The chief escort is too meticulous. He hasn't moved his dart in several years. This time, along the way..." Before Wu Tie could finish his words, he realized that Chief Escort Shen Hongfei's eyes were like lightning. He stared straight at him and could not help but tremble. He immediately swallowed the latter half of his words. After being glared at by Shen Hongfei, Deng Cheng was furious. He suddenly noticed that his tablemate, Xie, had a smile on his face and took the opportunity to say: "Xiaoxiao, are you f * cking here to take the darts or to show off your skills?" "After being here for a month, you have the nerve to laugh if you don't work and only eat!"

Xie was a new recruit for the Central Level Escort Office. He had just arrived at the escort office for a short period of time, so he was pretty. He would do odd jobs in the escort office everyday. This time, the dart was led by Shen Hongfei's chief escort, so it was expected that he would be safe. Therefore, everyone wanted to bring him out for a look. At this time, seeing Deng Cheng's anger, Xie stopped smiling and kept his head low as he ate. Although the others remained silent, most of them were thinking, "Isn't the chief escort making a big fuss out of nothing?"

The Zhongping Escort Office was one of the five great escort offices in the Central Plains. "Three Mountain Palm" Shen Hongfei was a master of the Kongtong Sect, and was considered famous in the martial arts world. Even if his friends in the Green Forest didn't give face to the Zhongping Escort Office, they would still have to give face to the Kongtong Sect. In the past few years, the business of the escort company had become more and more prosperous. A nine hundred thousand taels of dart was not worth such a large number of people.

Shen Hongfei understood what his subordinates were feeling, but he didn't explain it to them. Only he knew that the 900,000 silver was not for protection, but for payment. The real dart was a small box at his waist. He did not know what was in the box, because that was one of the conditions of the bodyguard this time.

"I will have to trouble your escort company to take this trip. There are three conditions. First, deliver the darts to the Changsheng Inn in Xianyang on the 30th, at which time someone will come to retrieve it. Second, do not open the box. Third, do not leak any information." A few days ago, a masked man came to the escort company to see Shen Hongfei alone. Although the other party's background was unknown, it was reasonable to think that some owners were afraid of recruiting and were unwilling to reveal their identity. Although Shen Hongfei was unwilling, he still received the masked man. Although the conditions were a bit harsh, when Shen Hongfei thought of the reward of 900,000 silver, who knew how many years it would take for the escort company to earn it? Plus, he was close to Kongtong, so Shen Hongfei decided to personally pay a visit to his Master and Senior Martial Brother Sect Leader after taking the dart.

Although the four gray-robed people were somewhat eye-catching, Shen Hongfei did not take them seriously. The blue-robed scholar could not see where they came from at the moment, and only the Taoist on the table, Shen Hongfei, seemed to pay the most attention.

"That person hasn't looked up since we entered the shop. Should I go …?" Hee Chong asked again in a low voice when he saw Shen Hongfei looking at the drunkard again.

Shen Hongfei shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "Look at his ears."

Hee Chong looked carefully and could not help but be shocked. Although his facial features could not be seen, he could clearly see that the Daoist on the table had no ears.

"Ear less Daoist?" The veins on Hee Chong's head popped up and a faint golden color emerged on his hands.

"Shut up!" Whether they are enemies or friends, do not provoke them. " Shen Hongfei reminded Hee Chong.

Hee Chong nodded and thought to himself, "The deaf have been famous for 20 years, and their martial arts are quite impressive. He was a man who liked to travel alone. His ways were both right and evil. No one had ever seen his true face. Why would such a master come to rob a dart? If they really come to snatch the dart, who knows how many moves their King Kong Stele Throwing Hand will be able to endure. " Seeing that Shen Hongfei's expression was calm, Wu Tie calmed himself down and continued to eat. However, he was no longer able to taste any saltiness.

"If he really is a deaf person, he definitely isn't here for the money." Shen Hongfei had already put his thoughts back on the box at his waist. He had looked at the small box at his waist carefully before, but because he couldn't open it, he could only shake it gently to realize that it seemed to be a booklet. Meeting in a dream, meeting in a dream … "What do you mean?" Shen Hongfei recalled the signal that they agreed to meet, and felt that this dart was a little strange.

"Dream on!" It was unknown what caused Deng Cheng to argue with another person. Shen Hongfei was about to stop him when he suddenly heard the two words "Great Dream". His heart stirred. "Great Dream, in your dreams, meeting each other again …" Could this be the Great Dream Sword Technique's sword manual? " Shen Hongfei's right hand reached for his waist instinctively and stopped midway. He used the opportunity to lean on the chair, his heart racing a few times. The Great Dream Sword Technique is an extraordinary technique created by the Great Dream Swordsman Xie Mengde. Xie Mengde is one of the Five Great Divine Swords, and it is said that his martial arts is even above my master Bai Meisou, so how can his sword manual be lost? "How could they be escorted by the escort team?"

Shen Hongfei's train of thought was still unclear, but the argument on the other side had already escalated. Deng Cheng grabbed a rice bowl from the table and threw it towards a escort at another table. Unfortunately, his aim was off and he flew directly towards the gray-robed person's table.

Shen Hongfei's expression slightly changed. He could already see that Deng Cheng was intentionally provoking Deng Cheng and wanted to weigh him down, but as things happened too suddenly, it was too late to stop him.

Deng Cheng already had a belly full of anger, but he didn't dare to flare up while he was in the way of the Chief Escort. He took the opportunity to throw a tantrum after seeing the weird behavior of the four gray-robed guests. Although Deng Cheng had an explosive temper, his heart was not stingy. He didn't throw the rice bowl at the other party, but rather at the four people's table. Seeing that the rice bowl was in such a rush, he was about to smash the plates and cups on the table into smithereens. At this moment, a gray-robed person was holding a pair of chopsticks to his bowl. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, a pair of chopsticks had caught the edge of the bowl, causing the bowl to stop in midair.

Several of the escorts in the escort team were shocked. Deng Cheng's martial arts skills were also considered good. Although he did not know how to use hidden weapons, the food he threw out was very powerful. He had already used 50% of his strength, yet the other party had only used his chopsticks to lightly catch it. Everyone's thoughts were still unsettled when they suddenly heard a "Dang" sound and their rice bowls fell onto the table.

Seeing that his rice bowl had been caught, Deng Cheng was also stunned. He thought to himself when he saw it fall onto the table, "After all, your power is limited and you can't catch my rice bowl." Seeing the displeasure on Shen Hongfei's face, he did not want to cause any more trouble, so he shouted loudly: "Brother opposite me, I'm sorry." The four gray-robed men did not respond. The one with the chopsticks was deep in thought, but the other three still continued to eat.

The escort, Wang Yi, used his concealed weapon. He saw that the other person was holding the rice bowl with his chopsticks, but his expression changed when he saw the rice bowl fall on the table. He nudged Deng Cheng, "Old Deng, be careful, don't cause any more trouble."

Deng Cheng shook his head, "Kid's kung fu is nothing special."

"Look at that bowl." Wang Yihe used his chopsticks to tap down on the rice bowl on the gray-clothed man's table.

Deng Cheng looked in the direction of the chopsticks and was shocked. It turned out that the rice bowl thrown by Deng Cheng had already landed on the table. Due to the short distance, it did not break, but the strange thing was that a small piece of porcelain was missing from the bowl. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the gray-robed man was holding a piece of porcelain in his hands.

If he had used his hands to pick up a piece of porcelain from his rice bowl, Deng Cheng's kungfu would have been able to do it. However, he could not take the piece of porcelain with a pinch of his chopsticks. Seeing this, Deng Cheng was not only secretly shocked, but he also stole a glance at Shen Hongfei and Hee Chong. Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to notice, he continued to eat. When he looked at the grey-robed person again, he had already put down the piece of porcelain and continued to eat and drink.

At this moment, they heard the sound of galloping horses outside the inn. In a blink of an eye, the riders had dismounted from their horses and rushed into the inn. Shen Hongfei and Hee Chong couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this person. It turned out that the guest was Ye Chunchang, the other deputy chief of the Zhongping escort office, "Flying Snow" Ye Chunchang. Ye Chunchang was originally a disciple of the Snowy Mountain Sect. His mastery of the Snow Mountain Sect's sabresmanship was already at sixty to seventy percent. Because of his single-handed sabresmanship, it was like a snowflake flying in the sky.

This time, the Central Level Escort Office darts, Shen Hongfei personally darts, home cannot have no one to guard, specially arranged Ye Chunchang to guard the escort office. Seeing Ye Chunchang rushing over at this moment, Shen Hongfei and Hee Chong both thought: "Could it be that there was an accident in the escort company?"

"Ol 'Three, is there something at home?" Hee Chong hurriedly gestured for Ye Chunchang to sit down. Due to the presence of an outsider and the unknown origin, although Hee Chong was anxious, he still lowered his voice.

"Big brother, Second Brother, there's nothing wrong at home." Ye Chunchang wasn't like Hee Chong, who called Shen Hongfei "Chief Escort Chief". He always felt that calling him brother was more intimate, while Hee Chong felt that Shen Hongfei's authority must be maintained at all times.

Shen Hongfei didn't care about such small matters. He knew that Ye Chunchang must have something important to tell him once he arrived in a hurry. When he heard that his family was safe, there was no need for him to be busy. He nodded and gave Ye Chunchang a look. We'll talk about it later. "

"No!" It was extremely urgent! It's a big deal about our darts. " Ye Chunchang looked around.

Shen Hongfei glared at Ye Chunchang, but on the other hand, Ye Chunchang wasn't in a temper, so he lowered his voice and said: "Go ahead, whisper."

"After Big Bro and Second Brother left, I heard rumors from all over the place saying …" Ye Chunchang thought for a moment, dipped his finger in tea and drew a gourd and an ear on the table. "They all have their eyes on our dart."

Shen Hongfei nodded, thinking that it was useless for him to rush over to report the news once the person was here, but seeing Ye Chunchang rushing over, he felt it was inconvenient to blame him, so he said lightly: "I got it. Third brother, go back quickly, it's the same at home."

"Big brother, I also heard that …" Ye Chunchang wanted to say more, but when he saw the displeasure on Shen Hongfei's face, he hesitated.

Shen Hongfei paused for a moment, looked around and asked Ye Chunchang in a low voice: "Speak, what else have you heard?"

"Some people say that our darts are hidden darts. Nine hundred thousand silver taels are not big shots. The real darts are …"

"Shen Hongfei's eyes were cold as he stared at Ye Chunchang." "What is it?"

Ye Chunchang's heart skipped a beat. However, the reason for this was too much. After pausing for a moment, he made up his mind and whispered: "I heard it's the Great Dream Sword Technique."

Ye Chunchang's voice was extremely low, but it was no less than a clap of thunder to Shen Hongfei. Before he could even react, he saw that the four gray-robed men had already stood up in unison!