Chapter 250: Meeting an organization in a foreign land

"Master Yang, that guy named Gu Hongchun is smoking from seven holes and is out of gas."

At this time, the three offerings also hurried over.

Yang Feng's face twitched and he sighed, "Even these seven right-hand men, that old boy can make a decisive decision and get rid of them, let alone an errand boy. Oh, I really think highly of his morality."

"The Ghost King has always been ruthless and merciless, and he is notoriously ruthless. He sent people to rescue me because he just thought I was of value, and it had nothing to do with loyalty."

Looking at Yang Feng's frustrated look, Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Brother Yang Xian, if he failed in the rescue this time, he knows that we must be on guard and won't do it a second time. I'm afraid your wait-and-see strategy will

It’s not working”

"Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it."

Shaking his head, Yang Feng thought for a while and murmured, "I believe there is true love in the world. We must understand that even if he is a big devil, there must be the softest place deep in his heart. No one

, is absolutely ruthless and unjust, and I believe the Ghost King is the same."

"Brother Mo, don't go out these days. Stay at home and be a bait. I'll go to Jun Buren's place and drink with him to create opportunities for them to attack. Yan'er, when you go out to spread rumors, just say these few words.

We have been torturing Brother Mo for days, and Brother Mo has been beaten beyond human form. If the Ghost King hears that his good friend has been killed, can he not be anxious? At least if this matter is left to me, I will rush in without stopping and rescue him.

My brother, if you compare your feelings with your own, the Ghost King will do the same thing."

Not always

Yeluyan curled his lips in disdain, and Yeluyan cursed in his heart.

Master, you are invincible in the world, so of course you can do whatever you like. If the Ghost King is still the Ghost King of the past, he will definitely be like you, fighting whoever he sees.

But who wants you to be in charge now? Unless he is an idiot, he would risk his life to save people.

However, even though he thought so, he did not dare to disobey his master's order. He nodded and agreed.

Mo Shaoqiu also nodded slightly, willing to cooperate with him, but the vague smile showed that the old Jianghu was not optimistic about this clever plan.

So, like this, ten days later.

Yang Feng drank with Jun Buren for ten days in the palace, and he got drunk every time he drank. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he created opportunities anyway.

But the other party seemed to be really frightened. During the entire ten days, there was no movement at all, and none of the lower-level members of the Black Soul Sect came out to make a fuss. It seemed that the capital had long been at peace.

Yang Feng sat on the steps at the door of Yelv Mansion, looking up at the afterglow of the setting sun. He couldn't help but feel angry and jealous, and cursed, "King of Ghosts, you are really unloyal. Brother Mo once

I went through all kinds of hardships for you, and now you are being severely punished. For ten days, life was worse than death, and you didn’t show any sign of it. Are you still worthy of being a brother? Your conscience has been eaten by a dog."

"Brother Yang Xian"

Suddenly, at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu, who was in his mouth, walked up to him leisurely with an erhu and said, "It's been ten days and the other party hasn't made any move. Can I go out for a walk?"

"

"What are you doing for a walk? We publicized it to the outside world and said that you have been beaten into a human shape, and even castrated you. If you go out for a walk now, don't you have to wear a gangbang?"

"What, still castration?"

His beard couldn't stop twitching, and Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help but laugh angrily and said, "I bet you, you have already castrated me into a eunuch. Then I have to go out and prove that I am still a dignified man, otherwise I will be in the world in the future."

I’m too shameless to mess around, huh.”

Shaking his sleeves, Mo Shaoqiu strode away, no longer making trouble with him.

Yang Feng had no confidence in his plan now. He just looked at Mo Shaoqiu's unruly back and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

"The place that can prove me, the brothel"

Mo Shaoqiu straightened his back and became more powerful. It was obvious that he wanted to use facts to break the rumors.

Yang Feng laughed dryly, nodded understandingly, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

Yes, the brothel is an important place for his intelligence collection. How could he forget such a crucial place?

These days, he has only been looking for clues from the National Preceptor, but he has forgotten that the eyes of the masses are sharp. All kinds of gossip are not all passed down from the people.

Especially this brothel, where intelligence is concentrated. Mo Shaoqiu was caught by them in this place last time, which shows that this is a blessed land for Yang Feng.

Whenever you are at the end of your rope, you will definitely gain something by going to the brothel.

With this in mind, Yang Feng lifted up his robe without saying a word and strode towards the place where the fireworks willow alley.

It has to be said that in the most prosperous city in the country like Beijing, the busiest place at night is undoubtedly the brothel street.

Last time they just visited one of the brothels. At this time, Yang Feng walked along the street with the lights on, and really took in the beautiful scenery at night.

Countless beauties are vying for customers on the street, which is very lively.

Yang Feng shuttled through the bustling flowers and didn't know which store to patronize. It seemed that every store had a beauty in charge, each with its own merits.

It's hard to choose, it's really hard to choose

Yang Feng smiled so hard that his eyes almost narrowed into slits. He could only see the rows of beautiful legs, and he had already forgotten the purpose of coming here.

"Hey, this is"

Suddenly, Yang Feng saw that among the row of shops connected by countless brothels, the bottom of the sign in front of one shop seemed to have a very obscure pattern engraved on it.

Most people would never notice such a remote corner, and even if they did, they would just think it was a scratch.

Only Yang Feng understood that this pattern is actually one character, a quarter of the character dragon.

This is the unique mark of the Baolong secret guard. Wu Gang, the leader of the Red Dragon Guard, told him before. This mark represents the meaning of the dragon traveling in the nine heavens, but not completely.

This means that one-quarter of this dragon will return to heaven, one-quarter to earth, one-quarter to its owner, and one-quarter to its superiors.

Only when the whole dragon gathers together, and the time, place, and people are favorable, can the dragon appear and fly straight into the sky.

Could it be that this brothel is the liaison station for Baolong secret guards in the capital of Nanzhao? I finally found the organization.

When he thought of this, Yang Feng was overjoyed.

He knew that this brothel was his blessed place. If this brothel was really the contact point for the secret guards of Baolong, it meant that all the information here could be given to him.

As a foreigner, with a local fellow as a guide, he would no longer be blind and unclear about the enemy's intelligence.

This is really an encounter with an organization in a foreign country, it brings tears to both my eyes

But why does this emperor always like to open a brothel? Is it a personal hobby? Hehe, he is the same as me.

With a grin on his face, Yang Feng stepped in expectantly. When he looked up, three golden characters came into view.

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