Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 180 Long Street Rain Alley
It was a continuous spring rain, and Zhao Wumian and Captain Su were wearing straw raincoats and walking on the street.

The raindrops fell on their raincoats, making a pattering sound.

An idle man who was taking shelter from the rain on the street was holding a wine jug and looking at the two people who were hurrying around in the rain, but he couldn't tell who they were because they were wearing straw raincoats, so he quickly looked away.

Chief Constable Su waded through the puddles on the street and explained, "The Huanzhen Pavilion is divided into Canghua Tower and Benwo Hall. These two divisions were separated due to different principles. Above the two divisions is the Huanzhen Pavilion.

They are elites promoted from Benwo Hall and Canghua Tower. They only obey the orders of the Pavilion Master of Huanzhen Pavilion and are his confidants. I don't know the exact number of them, but at present, all the people in the martial arts world who use the name of our sect are extremely vicious and have superb martial arts. Although Weiming Hou has achieved unity between man and nature, he has not yet bridged the bridge between heaven and earth, so we must not take it lightly. "

"It's not uncommon for someone with superior martial arts skills to fail miserably in the martial arts world, I know that. What's more, Huanzhen Pavilion is hiding in the dark, and I don't know what their purpose is or how many people they have... If the owner of Canghua Tower or the owner of Benwo Hall comes here in person, I will have to retreat and let my brother-in-law save my life." Zhao Wumian nodded slightly.

Zhao Wumian cooperated with Lady Canghua and conspired to take over Wugong Mountain, but based on his understanding of Lady Canghua, although she was a high-ranking member of Huanzhen Pavilion, she only followed orders and not announcements... and had rebellious intentions.

Therefore, if he killed the so-called guardian of Huanzhen Pavilion, he thought that it would not disrupt the cooperation with Canghua Tower.

Although Zhao Wumian selfishly had a favorable impression of the Taoists in Wugong Mountain due to their culture of cultivating immortals, he had already become a mortal enemy with Wugong Mountain because of the national foundation.

If Master Guiyi saw his junior fellow die at the hands of Zhao Wumian and still spoke to him in a gentle and kind manner, Zhao Wumian would instead look down on this martial arts champion who was one of the top three in Dali.

Sooner or later, there will be a real fight with real swords and guns... So naturally, we should also maintain our friendship with Canghua Tower. After all, we are allies.

Chief Constable Su didn't want to bother with the "brother-in-law" thing, so he led Zhao Wumian all the way to the case room of the Detective Department, lifted his raincoat, and revealed his face.

The filing room was quiet, with only some detectives who were working on cases and consulting ancient books. There was a detective guarding the door sitting on a chair in front of the door. When he saw the true faces of the two people, his face changed slightly, and then he looked curiously at Zhao Wumian, who was the most popular.

Chief Constable Su took out a document and handed it to Zhao Wumian, "The details of the Liuli case are here."

Zhao Wumian took the document and asked curiously, "The Chief Constable won't intervene in this matter?"

Chief Constable Su smiled slightly, "If I go and steal the credit from the Marquis, then the Emperor will be the first one to not forgive me."

"She is not so petty. She always puts official business first and handling the case is the most important..." Zhao Wumian's tone sounded a little unconfident as he spoke.

Luo Chaoyan is very gentle and virtuous, but she is also a little narrow-minded. She has mentioned many times how Zhao Wumian was mean to her.

Chief Constable Su still shook his head.

Zhao Wumian said helplessly: "I am a new official. If I don't make any achievements, it will only make the emperor look foolish and ignorant of appointing people based on their merits... This is my first case as the deputy chief detective, so the chief detective can only secretly monitor the situation and must not intervene directly."

Chief Constable Su smiled approvingly, "Your Majesty is very quick to understand these things in the officialdom. He is truly a genius, and he is equally genius in every aspect."

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, "I don't want to get involved in the officialdom of Dali. I will leave Beijing soon."

After saying that, he said no more and turned and left.

Guan Yunshu was ambushed because he was worried that someone was going to assassinate him, and he didn't know how serious his injuries were... He didn't want to say a word at this moment, he just wanted to chop off the head of the person behind the scenes and hang it in the market.

The constable at the door of the case room looked from side to side at Zhao Wumian and Chief Constable Su. Chief Constable Su's face turned serious and he said, "Weiming Hou will be the deputy chief constable of the Detective Department from now on. You must greet him when you see him in the future. Do you understand?"

"Ah? Oh...I know."

The Liuli case, a major case that shocked the capital five years ago, was mainly a matter of the underworld, involving the three forces of Huanzhen Pavilion, Qingyuantai and Xiaoxitian.

Qingyuantai is a local gang in the capital, but it is under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. Although no one knows what it does behind the scenes, on the surface, Qingyuantai is doing legal business and is doing the right thing. Not only does it pay taxes, it also acts as a middleman to coordinate the imperial court and underworld forces in the capital.

For example, there are some things that are difficult to do in the white way, such as digging up dirty information about an official...this has to be done by the underworld.

The imperial court gave money, and Qingyuantai contacted the wandering knights to do it. That was the relationship.

At the same time, Qingyuantai also did some business in selling clothing and accessories, and provided venues for literati in Beijing to hold poetry gatherings, martial arts competitions and the like.

Therefore, Qingyuantai is actually quite popular in Beijing. Although there are no masters at the level of martial arts champion, there are quite a few grandmasters, six in total. He can be regarded as the overlord of the local underworld gangs in Beijing.

But five years ago, in the thirteenth year of Jingzheng, all the hundreds of people on Qingyuantai, including disciples and odd workers who worked to make a living, were massacred by one man, leaving no one alive.

The only person from Qingyuantai who lived a little longer was the youngest son of the leader of Qingyuantai Gang… At that time, an elder from Xiaoxitian was visiting Qingyuantai, and he was suddenly hit by this disaster. He only had time to escort the leader’s youngest son to escape.

Logically speaking, this little kid had the potential to be the protagonist, but unfortunately that night, the murderer chased out from the stage, killed the little kid with his own hands in front of the elder, and then walked away.

Although the elder from Xiao Xitian was not attacked, the elder felt extremely guilty afterwards. He went to the Detective Department to hand over the clues and recounted the details of the incident. He then hanged himself a few days later.

The occurrence of such a major case involving hundreds of people in the capital, even implicated innocent people, was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the imperial court.

At that time, all the people in Qingyuantai were dead. The only clue was the confession of the elder of Xiaoxitian, who said that the man was Ning Fangxia, the guardian of Huanzhen Pavilion. Afterwards, Chief Constable Su brought people to check the body, and the martial arts were indeed Wushan Yuyi of Huanzhen Pavilion.

Emperor Jingzheng was furious at the time and ordered an arrest, but Ning Fangxia had already run away. Chief Constable Su led a team to encircle and wipe out several branches of Huanzhen Pavilion, and the matter was left unresolved.

Afterwards, Ning Fangxia was never seen again in the martial arts world. He must have been avoiding the limelight. Now, five years have passed, Emperor Jingzheng is dead, and the major case during the Jingzheng reign was sealed in the case room until it was taken over by Guan Yunshu.

The only clue the Detective Department has at the moment is that a murder occurred in western Beijing. The victim was exactly the same as the one at Qingyuantai back then, both died in the rain at Wushan. This made the Detective Department suspect whether Ning Fangxia had come to the capital again.

Now Zhao Wumian is planning to go to the scene of the incident. If Guan Yunshu wants to investigate the case, he should be there too.

Wushan Rain Meaning is actually the Wushan Sword of Huanzhen Pavilion. It was able to make Chief Constable Su record it as 'Wushan Rain Meaning' in the file. Obviously, the so-called Huanzhen Pavilion's guardian Ning Fangxia is also a martial arts master. He has begun to comprehend the elusive thing called 'intention', but I don't know if he is stronger than Guishou Zhenren.

Zhao Wumian was wearing a straw raincoat. He pulled it slightly with one hand to block the files from getting wet by the rain. He walked on the street with a frown on his face. "The six masters of Qingyuantai were all slaughtered. None of them escaped... Logically, there should be some noise to attract the head of the Detective Department. I spent a lot of effort to kill Ye Wancang. How could Ning Fangxia fight six people so easily?"

While muttering to himself, Zhao Wumian suddenly looked up.

But in the alley not far from the entrance of the Detective Department, a nun was standing in the rainy alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella embroidered with peonies and wearing a monk's robe. The robe was wide, but it couldn't cover her beautiful figure. The increasingly heavy rain couldn't suppress the woman's stunning beauty.

Guan Yunshu stood at the entrance of the alley, looked up at him, her eyes slightly surprised, but her surprise was not because she suddenly saw Zhao Wumian.

"It's raining so hard, and you don't even bring an umbrella?"

"The capital is so vast, with a population of millions, yet I can bump into you by chance... Could it be that the monk has actually been waiting for me near the Detective Department?"

The two asked the question almost at the same time.

Guan Yunshu blinked his eyes, thought seriously for a while, then looked away and whispered: "I know you will definitely come, so I will wait for you here..."

In fact, Zhao Wumian just saw Guan Yunshu and subconsciously teased her, but he didn't expect that Guan Yunshu was actually waiting for him.

He suddenly laughed, "Although I have said it many times, I still think that not telling lies is the best teaching of your Buddhism."

Guan Yunshu squinted at him, his eyes turned cold, "Not telling lies is just a doctrine, but I have a kind heart. I am a special advantage... Yesterday at the coronation ceremony, the Marquis was worried about state affairs and accepted the emperor's salary, but I went straight into the dangerous place for the Marquis's safety, fell into an ambush, and was almost beaten to death. As a result, the Marquis did not show up the whole day yesterday. I don't know which woman he was having fun with in the palace..."

As he spoke, Guan Yunshu looked up at the sky with a sad expression, and sighed softly.

"This nun who looks very sad, how are your injuries?"

"It's not that it looks like that, I'm just very sad." Guan Yunshu shook his head slightly, corrected a sentence, and then said: "The guys who ambushed me were five Jianghu wanderers. They have a bit of a fierce reputation in the Jianghu, but they are not my opponents. I killed three of them, and they let two of them escape. I didn't suffer too much injury..."

As he spoke, Guan Yunshu gently lifted the sleeve of his right arm that was holding the oil-paper umbrella, revealing a small section of his forearm as white as a lotus root, but there was a piece of white cloth tied on the forearm, and blood was visible on it... The white cloth was wrapped from the wrist to the elbow joint, which meant that Guan Yunshu's forearm was cut with a wound that was two fingers long?

Zhao Wumian's happy mood when he saw Guan Yunshu sank instantly. Then Guan Yunshu turned his back and pointed at his waist, saying with a slightly aggrieved tone, "That Jianghu guest's spear skills are not bad, but there was a cut here too..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhao Wumian raising his hand to lift her monk's robe.

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned. She was just complaining when Zhao Wumian suddenly did this. She was shocked and quickly stepped back several steps. Her face was slightly flushed and she gritted her teeth, "How obscene! How can anyone touch the clothes of a nun so casually?"

"Your back is injured. How are you going to treat it and apply medicine?" Zhao Wumian really didn't have any intention of taking advantage of the situation. After saying that, he thought about it again and frowned. "You don't have any friends in Beijing. Who will apply medicine for you?"

Guan Yunshu straightened the wrinkles of his robe and rolled his eyes cutely when he heard it. "It's not a serious injury to begin with. Just press the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, put some medicine on the white cloth and wrap it up. What do you need help with? I think you just want to take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of a woman."

Zhao Wumian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again, "The world is dangerous, aren't you afraid that the monk will suffer?"

Guan Yunshu glanced at him sideways, and then raised the corner of his mouth, smiling a little, "The biggest loss I have ever suffered is not knowing you?"

"Hey, I'm here to help you get revenge, how can I say I'm at a disadvantage?"

Zhao Wumian took the opportunity to hide under Guan Yunshu's umbrella, then lifted up his own raincoat, acting as if he would get wet in the rain without his umbrella.

Guan Yunshu looked at Zhao Wumian helplessly, then retracted his gaze with a calm expression, "Those five people are quite powerful, and the leader uses the martial arts of Huanzhen Pavilion. I heard that Ning Fangxia came to the capital, so I just followed the clues and investigated. There is no way there is no connection."

"Why did they kill you?"

"When I was eleven, I killed more than a hundred people in Xiliang. They were from the Ning family..." Guan Yunshu paused for a moment. He probably thought that if Zhao Wumian knew that he had killed so many people at such a young age, it might damage his image in his mind, so he didn't elaborate. But at this point, it was obvious, "Ning Fangxia was not in Xiliang that year."

"I know that Master Dongxuan once mentioned you to me, but I didn't know it was related to Ning Fangxia." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly.

When Guan Yunshu was ten years old, there was a very kind uncle in Xiao Xitian named Dong Zhen who treated her very well. The two of them traveled around the world. When they passed through Xiliang, they were ambushed by the Ning family and Dong Zhen was killed. Guan Yunshu fled back to Xiao Xitian by boat, practiced martial arts diligently for a year, and then returned to Xiliang to kill all the members of the Ning family, leaving no one behind.

And now, ten years later, it is normal for Ning Fangxia to want to kill Guan Yunshu... The grudges involved involve Dong Zhen's generation, so it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong.

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned, "Why did Master Dongxuan tell you everything?"

"Maybe they think I'm suitable to be a rich son-in-law and treat me as their own."

Guan Yunshu looked at him coldly.

"Sorry... I forgot you haven't returned to secular life yet." Zhao Wumian admitted his mistake straightforwardly.

Guan Yunshu looked away, remained silent for a moment, and could not help asking: "I was emotionally excited back then and killed more than a hundred people. Although I meant to wipe out the roots, it was not in line with the Buddhist way after all... Do you think I am not like myself?"

"Although you are a disciple of Buddhism, you are also a member of the martial arts world... The martial arts world is full of grudges and hatred. If Dong Zhen hadn't asked you to hide on the boat and escape along the river, would you have been able to escape the Ning family's sword?" Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, then changed the subject and asked, "The leader is Ning Fangxia?"

Guan Yunshu was silent for a moment, then he sighed softly, "Yes, there is no shortage of such grudges and hatreds in the martial arts world..."

Then she continued, "I have seen the leader on the wanted list. His name is Meng Juncai, nicknamed Half-Sky Spear, not Ning Fangxia... I don't know if Ning Fangxia really came to the capital, but he is the guardian of Huanzhen Pavilion. His status is only below the Pavilion Master, Benwo Hall Master Tong Congdao and Lady Canghua. It is normal for Meng Juncai to want to curry favor with him and hire someone to kill me."

Zhao Wumian felt a chill in his heart, finally knowing who had done it.

He nodded slightly, his face expressionless, "Any clues?"

"Of course." Guan Yunshu raised his hand and pointed at the wall at the entrance of the alley.

Looking in the direction he was looking, he saw the big white bird, the Snow Owl, shivering in the rain with its wings folded. It only looked up at Zhao Wumian then, and immediately spread its wings and squawked in dissatisfaction.

What I mean is that I was running around outside in the wind and rain, and you were here flirting with nuns... and you only discovered me now, which really pissed me off.

During the coronation ceremony, the occasion was formal, so Zhao Wumian did not bring Xue Xiao with him... He had been keeping Xue Xiao with Guan Yunshu the whole time, hoping that if Guan Yunshu had any problems, Xue Xiao would come to find him in time.

Now it seems that although they encountered an ambush, Guan Yunshu asked Xue Xiao to follow Meng Juncai first, so he did not notify Zhao Wumian immediately.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhao Wumian is in the Forbidden City, which is heavily guarded. A bird like the Snow Owl, which comes from nowhere, flying around in the sky above the Forbidden City might be shot down by an arrow from a Forbidden City master, so he doesn't dare to do that.

Anyway, since Xue Xiao is back, there must be clues.

"Come on, come on, take me to kill him." Zhao Wumian jumped out from the umbrella again, put on a straw raincoat, and didn't even bother to fight with Guan Yunshu under the umbrella, and hurriedly urged Xue Xiao.

The snowy owl showed a very human expression of helplessness, and then flew eastward in the rain.

Guan Yunshu looked at Zhao Wumian's back, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile that seemed to control Zhao Wumian. Zhao Wumian was so angry that he actually ignored a trivial matter.

Guan Yunshu was assassinated yesterday, and Xue Xiao was sent to track him. In fact, one night is definitely enough for Xue Xiao to track him down. After all, it is impossible for Meng Juncai to run around in Beijing all night.

Judging from Yunshu's personality, if he had a grudge yesterday, he would have taken revenge yesterday. Why wait until today?

I want to wait for Zhao Wumian to come over and act together.

Although nuns cannot lie, they can selectively conceal some things... Anyway, Zhao Wumian didn't ask.

Shen House
Shen Yiwen held a grand banquet last night, eagerly waiting for Zhao Wumian to do him the honor of having a meal together.

Everyone in the capital knew that Zhao Wumian was a popular figure around the emperor... Having a meal together and getting to know each other would definitely be a good idea, so many high-ranking officials in the court came to the Shen family.

However, Zhao Wumian was later called to Fu Mo Palace by Luo Chaoyan. They could not find any fault with Zhao Wumian, so they just took it as a relaxation after the coronation ceremony, had a drink, and would meet Wei Ming Hou another day.

Therefore, the senior officials of the court dispersed soon after nightfall, leaving the house in a mess, with maids and servants coming and going to clean up.

A maidservant complained, but her voice was very low. "Alas, the queen is also very resourceful. She actually arranged for us to stay in the Shen Mansion... This is the Prime Minister's residence, but we came here just to be servants?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. We are disguised as maids. We can't do anything earth-shattering as soon as we enter the capital...

Speaking of which, I don't know what kind of luck that senior sister named Qi He had. Back in Taiyuan, because of her mistake, the branch was cleared out by King Jin, causing us to be laughed at by the group of flower thieves in our hall for a long time. Now, only a month has passed, and she has transformed herself into Miss Shen's personal maid. I don't know how she did it. "

"I'm not sure, but we were able to sneak into the Shen Mansion thanks to Senior Sister Qi He... She is obviously favored by the Empress now, so it's better not to say bad things about her."

"I'm not saying anything bad about her, it's just strange... Hey, do you think it's because of Zhao Wumian?"

"What does Zhao Wumian have to do with him? He is a favorite of the emperor and a newly promoted marquis. Just based on his status, he cannot be compared to Senior Sister Qihe, a little demon girl from the Demon Sect."

"Back in Taiyuan, Zhao Wumian and Senior Sister Qi He had an inexplicable evil relationship. He even tied Senior Sister Qi He to a tree and left her exposed to the cold wind. But in fact, as soon as she was tied up, Zhao Wumian called for someone to rescue her..."

"Ah? Isn't this a bit like the plot in a martial arts novel?"

"Yes, yes, but Senior Sister Qi He became Miss Shen's personal maid, so I suspected that Miss Shen kept Senior Sister Qi He by her side because of her relationship with Zhao Wumian. Maybe she wanted to know more about Wei Ming Hou?"

Obviously, these maids were the female disciples that Shen Xiangge specially transferred from Canghua Tower to the capital to seduce Zhao Wumian. They all had plump figures and pretty faces.

However, Shen Xiangge's identity as Empress Canghua was clearly concealed very strictly, and even the maids were unaware of it. Until now, they still thought that this was all Qi He's credit.

As the maids were chatting, someone came hurriedly, holding a washing basin, and approached the two of them, "Where is Senior Sister Qihe? It's bad, it's bad, our uncle from Huanzhen Pavilion was killed in Taikang Tower."

"Ah? Who is it? A disciple of Canghua Tower?"

"Not really. He is a member of our sect, promoted from our own hall."

"What does that have to do with us? People from our hall are dead if they die."

"How can you say that? We were just transferred to the capital not long ago, and it was obvious that we were to carry out a confidential mission. But then our uncle was killed. He might have come to help us... He died before he could accomplish his mission. Anyway, we have to tell Senior Sister Qihe first."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, she hurried to the inner courtyard to report.

Earlier, Taikang Tower was actually a restaurant.

On the third floor, Meng Juncai had a gloomy face, a spear at his hand, his upper body naked, and white cloth wrapped around his waist and abdomen, obviously injured.

Opposite Meng Juncai, there was another person sitting, he was the shopkeeper Xue from Taikang Tower.

Shopkeeper Xue poured a glass of wine for Meng Juncai and whispered, "Oh, Guan Yunshu is a top master. It's okay to lose to her. We can fight again next time."

"There won't be a next time." Meng Juncai picked up the wine glass and drank it all. "This time, he lost his chance. Guan Yunshu will not take the initiative to step into the trap next time. I paid for those Jianghu people. I invited four people, but three of them were killed. Another person was scared to the point of wetting his pants on the spot. He fled from Beijing in a hurry. I also returned all the money I gave him."

"Haha, for a man of the martial arts world, saving your life is the most important thing. It's normal that you see that Guan Yunshu's tricks are difficult and you don't dare to fight anymore."

Meng Jun was silent for a while before he whispered to himself, "That being said, Guan Yunshu seems to really care about Wei Ming Hou. When Luo Shuzhi ascended the throne, someone saw her and Zhao Wumian entering the palace together. We used 'assassinating Zhao Wumian' as bait to lure her in, but she really fell for it and fell into the ambush. If we want to kill her again, we can probably start from this aspect."

"This... Zhao Wumian is a favorite of the emperor. Let alone really assassinating him, even if someone hears him, he will inevitably be visited by the detectives." Shopkeeper Xue hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's better not to involve Wei Minghou. Besides, we in Huanzhen Pavilion have no grudge against him."

"Really? There were only two guardians in our hall, and they were both killed in Qinfeng Village. They were two top masters! There were three forces at that time, Zhao Wumian, King Jin and our hall. If we don't care, wouldn't it be disappointing to the disciples? Even the Pavilion Master said that Zhao Wumian couldn't be unaware of the inside story. We have to capture him and interrogate him clearly, at least to give an explanation to the disciples."

"Just for two guardians, are we going to become enemies with Marquis Weiming?" Shopkeeper Xue was somewhat incredulous.

"It's not because of the two guardians, but because my guardian died because of Zhao Wumian. If I do nothing and keep it in my heart, how can I say 'follow my heart'?" Meng Juncai shook his head slightly, "That's why you can't enter my Huanzhen Pavilion and can only be an idle shopkeeper."

Shopkeeper Xue showed helplessness. This was indeed the case... At best, he could only be considered an outer sect member of the Huanzhen Pavilion. He was just a person who made money for the sect and had no qualifications to practice martial arts. Of course, it was impossible for him to practice martial arts at his age. Now it was good like this. With the help of the Huanzhen Pavilion, he could open a successful restaurant in the capital and live a fulfilling life.

After saying this, Meng Jun pondered for a while before continuing, "Recently, a disciple from Canghua Tower went to the Shen Mansion. I don't know what Madam Canghua is planning. However, since Canghua Tower has influence in the capital, I will go find Lord Ning later and ask him to ask Canghua Tower to help us capture Zhao Wumian... Since this involves the reputation of the sect, I don't think Canghua Tower will go against its will."

As they were talking, the waiter's helpless voice came from downstairs, "Sir, we in Taikang Building live an honest life and pay all the taxes we should. You said that there are disciples from Huanzhen Pavilion hiding in our building. We don't want to take the blame."

Meng Juncai was slightly stunned, and looked at Manager Xue. He lowered his voice and asked, "Guan Yunshu came to visit?"

“I’m not sure…” Shopkeeper Xue quickly stood up, acted like a shopkeeper, opened the window and looked down.

I saw a wanderer in a straw raincoat standing in front of the building, but I couldn't see his face clearly.

Behind the Jianghu guest, there was another person standing, holding an oil-paper umbrella... But when looking down from above, the view was blocked by the umbrella, and Shopkeeper Xue couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman under the umbrella.

Shopkeeper Xue coughed lightly and shouted from a distance, "My two distinguished guests, I am the shopkeeper of Taikang Tower... As the waiter said, the reputation of harboring a disciple of Huanzhen Pavilion is really too great. If it gets out, my building will have to close on the spot. You put the blame on me without even a shred of evidence, so I will report it to the police."

The voice was like a loud bell, attracting the attention of many passers-by on the street, who all looked over here. After hearing what he said, they felt that what Manager Xue said made sense... It's impossible to accuse someone of harboring an evil sect without even a single piece of evidence.

As he said this, Shopkeeper Xue winked at the waiter, who immediately understood and shouted behind him, "Kick them out."

Immediately, the martial artists that Taikang Tower had specially hired to deal with this matter came towards Zhao Wumian with a ferocious look.

Meng Juncai grabbed the spear by the wall, put on his robe, and slowly retreated, not daring to show his face.

Now all we have to do is let Shopkeeper Xue buy some time so that he can escape. I just don't know how the news of his being here was exposed...

But unexpectedly, Meng Jun had just taken the spear and taken a few steps when a cold voice came from far below.

"Call the police? I am the official, you want me to be arrested?"

But the man in the straw raincoat standing outside the restaurant raised his hand and pulled lightly. With a slight shake, the straw raincoat slipped off his shoulders, revealing the snow-white fox fur coat and the blue shirt underneath. As the fox fur coat moved slightly in the wind, one could see the sword slung across his body.

Mr. Fox Fur took out a token from his pocket and said, "I am working for the Detective Department. How can I not search you?"

As soon as the detective commander's card came out, the two gangsters who came towards Zhao Wumian dared not come forward. They stood there for a long time without daring to move.

But the funny thing is that they have not yet recognized that this person is Wei Minghou, a close favorite of the emperor.

Then he saw the young man in fox fur coat looking up at Shopkeeper Xue who was standing in the window on the third floor.

Choke————

Shopkeeper Xue was stunned, but saw that the young man in fox fur coat suddenly stepped heavily, rose from the ground, broke through the rain curtain, the fox fur coat flew behind him, and the sword at his waist was suddenly unsheathed at an extremely fast speed. White mist appeared on the snow curtain around the blade, as if a white line several feet long was drawn.

Shopkeeper Xue's eyes were filled with horror, and he thought that Zhao Wumian was going to chop off his head directly, but the next moment, he heard a slight "puff" sound, and several scratches suddenly appeared on the wall on the third floor of Taikang Building. Wood chips and debris fell downstairs due to gravity, and hit the ground with a slight "clang" sound.

There was no window sill or wooden wall next to Shopkeeper Xue, so the entire third floor was in full view. Raindrops flowed in through the big hole that had just been cut and hit Shopkeeper Xue's face. He was like a young lady who had been stripped of her clothes, allowing everyone to stare at him on the street, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

The streets and alleys fell into silence in an instant.

Meng Juncai was standing behind Shopkeeper Xue, looking extremely surprised. He had never expected that this man would not follow any procedures at all and directly demolish the wall on the third floor... This is under the feet of the emperor, even when handling a case, there must be procedures, right?

Guan Yunshu was holding an umbrella and was also slightly stunned. She wanted to ask why she was so manic. However, when she thought about finding a place for her, she smiled helplessly.

After Zhao Wumian chopped the wooden wall of the third floor of Taikang Tower with a knife, he went upstairs. Raindrops came with the wind and hit the fox fur coat behind Zhao Wumian.

"Zhao Wumian..." Meng Juncai recognized Zhao Wumian's identity through the fox fur coat and the sword.
Zhao Wumian turned his back to the rain and glanced at Meng Juncai, "Are you Meng Juncai? The one who hurt Guan Yunshu from Xiao Xitian?"

Meng Juncai wanted to say I am not, but just as he opened his mouth, Zhao Wumian suddenly stomped on the ground, broke through the rain curtain with his knife, and stabbed straight towards Meng Juncai.

Zhao Wumian was furious, and he swung the knife without reservation. The wind and waves caused by the blade were almost like a sword force, causing the wooden table and wine jug on the third floor to crack instantly and smash to both sides, like a dragon rushing through the third floor. In an instant, the clean and tidy furnishings on the third floor turned into a mess.

Meng Juncai was horrified and had no time to dodge. He could only raise his spear and face the attack head-on.

clang----

The sword and the spear tip collided, making a loud bang.

Meng Juncai only felt a huge force coming from his hands, and the spear was shaking continuously. He couldn't hold it at all. He tried to hold the spear tightly with a little force, but his hands burst into blood, and the white palm bones were vaguely visible. The spear was directly shattered into the air, and then the sword pierced Meng Juncai's lower abdomen without any pause.

After the long knife stabbed in, Meng Juncai's robes suddenly bulged, and flesh and blood immediately tore the clothes on his back. His upper body instantly turned into a blood mist and dissipated backwards, as if his body was smashed by a sledgehammer.

In this situation, one could hear a pin drop in the streets and alleys, and people were frightened by this horrifying scene.

Zhao Wumian did not expect that the power of his sword would be so great... After breaking through the heavenly realm and absorbing the medicinal power of the cold jade Gu, he attacked Luo Shuzhi's substitute, but this was his first time fighting with real swords and guns.

It seems that my strength is really no longer what it used to be.

Shopkeeper Xue was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground and almost wet his pants.

Zhao Wumian calmed his mind, sheathed his sword, and turned to look at Shopkeeper Xue. He stepped forward and grabbed his collar, "What other power does Huanzhen Pavilion have in Beijing? Tell me the truth, otherwise I will go to the prison of the Detective Department to experience punishment..."

Shopkeeper Xue had already been frightened by the sight of Meng Juncai's corpse, and said, "Shen..."

Before he could say anything, Zhao Wumian pinched his throat, narrowed his eyes, and in order to prevent others from hearing, he whispered, "Are you talking about the Shen Mansion?"

Shopkeeper Xue nodded quickly.

Huanzhen Pavilion has influence in the Shen Mansion? Are you kidding me?
"who is it?"

Shopkeeper Xue shook his head again and again, looking at Meng Juncai's body in horror, meaning that he knew, but he had turned into a bloody mist...

Zhao Wumian stood on the third floor and looked into the distance. Seeing that a constable had heard the noise and was coming on horseback, he turned back and said coldly, "Keep this news to yourself, and I can save your life."

Shopkeeper Xue nodded again and was so scared that he started crying.

After saying that, Zhao Wumian flew downstairs carrying Shopkeeper Xue, handed him over to the arriving constable, and then hurried away with Guan Yunshu.

The passers-by on the scene looked at the wooden wall that was chopped into pieces by a knife, and then looked at the blood mist that still filled the air in awe, their eyes full of horror.

ps: There are 8700 words, but I only charge book friends for 6000 words. I can't stop writing every time I start. I always feel that if I write less plot, it will be like water writing.

Even if there are 2000 more words, I won’t charge any Qidian coins, even if I add more.

(End of this chapter)