Chapter 5: Counterattack! Harvest! [Please vote for recommendation! ]

"Brother Wu, how could I have thought of this by myself? I am following you and being influenced by you!"

Cao Cheng looked respectful and flattered Wu Zhiheng in a fawning manner.

"Let's go! Find a few brothers to beat that kid up severely. If Luo Yun'er doesn't have money to treat her injuries later, Boss Mu will come forward. I don't believe she won't agree! Hehehehe!"

Wu Zhiheng chuckled, glanced at the messy room, and told Cao Cheng to leave.

He knew it.

Get this done properly.

If Boss Mu could become the incense master, then Boss Mu's position would be vacant, and I would have the hope of filling Boss Mu's vacancy!
Thinking that he would have more than 20 younger brothers following him in the future, Wu Zhiheng was in a very good mood and whistled subconsciously.

"That old bastard Mu Yunfeng! He really won't give up!"

Qin Shuang watched Wu Zhiheng and Cao Cheng whispering all the way and went into a small alley in front. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he quietly followed them with six throwing knives in his pocket.

These two people must be eliminated as soon as possible!
It’s not a pleasant feeling to be remembered by others!
As for Mu Yunfeng, he needs to wait until his flying knife skills have a breakthrough. If he goes to him now, I'm afraid he won't be his match!
After all, if a person can become a leader, he must be capable enough to control more than 20 younger brothers under him.

"Ok?"

Qin Shuang followed for a while and found that Wu Zhiheng and Cao Cheng had taken many twists and turns and finally arrived at the door of Lao Feng's steamed bun shop. He looked around secretly. The two men met and whispered to each other. Wu Zhiheng turned and left, but Cao Cheng was still squatting there.

"Deal with Wu Zhiheng first!"

A cold light flashed in Qin Shuang's eyes, and he followed Wu Zhiheng unnoticed.

Wu Zhiheng took many twists and turns and came to a courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, five miles away from Lao Feng's steamed bun shop and close to the canal dock on Nanmen Street, and went in.

"This is the base of the Bamboo Flower Gang at the Nanmen Street Pier!"

Qin Shuang hid in a corner. He knew there were many of Mu Yunfeng's followers inside. Going in would be like sending himself to death. He immediately looked around, tiptoed into the half-human-high weeds outside the courtyard wall, and put his ear against the wall to listen.

In the courtyard.

Mu Yunfeng, with muscular body, sheathed the long sword in his hand and looked at Wu Zhiheng in front of him. "Didn't find anything?"

"Boss, we looked under his water tank and chamber pot, but we couldn't find it."

Wu Zhiheng looked respectful, his eyes rolling around, and said, "Boss, since we can't find the tax money for that bastard, I have another idea, which is to find a few hooligans and beat him up severely on the pretext of something. Luo Yun'er will have to see a doctor for Qin Shuang, right? It's not something that can be solved with a few taels of silver. When the time comes, you can come forward, and it will be a natural thing!"

"Hey! You're really a talented person! You have so many clever ideas!"

Mu Yunfeng's eyes lit up, he patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Get the job done! I won't forget you when I get promoted! Go!"

"Thank you for your cultivation, Boss! Don't worry, Boss! I will definitely live up to your expectations and get this done properly!"

Wu Zhiheng was overjoyed. He clasped his fists respectfully towards Mu Yunfeng, took three steps back, and then turned and left.

"damn thing!"

Qin Shuang hid under the wall and vaguely heard the conversation between Wu Zhiheng and Mu Yunfeng. He tiptoed away and followed Wu Zhiheng.

After Wu Zhiheng left the Zhuhua Gang’s stronghold, he took many twists and turns and arrived ten miles away from the South Street Wharf.

There are three large houses made of blue bricks and black tiles. The small courtyard at the entrance has a three-foot-high stone wall. The vegetable plot in front of the house is barren. A three-foot-wide path leads to the long street of the South Gate. This is Wu Zhiheng's home. The nearby area is a residential area with many houses in a mess, dotted with vegetable patches.

Wu Zhiheng looked around, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in.

He turned around, closed the door, bolted it, and went to the back room. He moved away a bundle of firewood, revealing a large black tile jar with half a jar of rice in it. He moved the jar away and saw mud underneath. He dug up the mud an inch deep to reveal a blue brick, and under the brick was a black box.

The box was almost half full, mostly copper coins and a dozen or so silver pieces.

"Let Wang Sheng and the others take action, and you have to spend money to treat them to a meal!"

Wu Zhiheng took out more than one or two taels of silver from it, put it in his arms, put the clay jar and firewood back into place, and went out to find the ruffian Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng was a scoundrel like him, but Wu Zhiheng had some ambitions and joined the Bamboo Flower Gang. He saved all the money to climb up the social ladder. He would pay for the dinner for Boss Mu himself.

Boss Mu looks rough, but he actually knows everything!
As long as he can give me some help when the time comes, this money will be worth it!
"Why are you here?"

Wu Zhiheng opened the door and looked at Qin Shuang who was standing at the door and knocking, feeling full of doubts.

Could it be that this guy followed me?

"Brother Wu, I've figured it out. I want to follow Boss Mu in the future. I just looked for you everywhere but couldn't find you. I remember you said you lived here before, so I tried to take a photo of you. Unexpectedly, I really found you!"

Qin Shuang looked at the puzzled Wu Zhiheng and gave him a kind smile.

"That's right! I'll take you to see Boss Mu now!"

Wu Zhiheng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Qin Shuang was not following him. Since Qin Shuang had thought it through, he could save the money.

"Brother Wu, do you have any water to drink? I'm very thirsty after walking all the way here!"

Qin Shuang saw Wu Zhiheng turning around to lock the door, so she asked in embarrassment.

Although there was no one around at this time, it would be easier to get things done if we went inside.

"There's a water tank in the kitchen! Hurry up!"

At this moment, Wu Zhiheng just wanted to take Qin Shuang to see Boss Mu as soon as possible and complete this matter successfully, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

"okay!"

Qin Shuang walked towards the kitchen and found Wu Zhiheng still standing at the door threshold and had not followed him, so she asked immediately, "Brother Wu, where is the water scoop? Why can't I see it?"

"Hey! I'll find it for you!"

Wu Zhiheng instantly felt that Qin Shuang was a little too busy, but thinking of accomplishing what Boss Mu had asked him to do, he still walked towards the kitchen. Just as he reached the kitchen door, he saw a flash of black light and felt a pain in his throat. He reached out and touched a knife handle, and his hand was stained with blood. He looked terrified, pointed at Qin Shuang with his mouth wide open, and made a "uh uh" sound.

"Wu Zhiheng, you bastard! You and Cao Cheng stole my tax money, and you even maliciously tried to find some hooligans to beat me up and poison me. This is your retribution!"

Qin Shuang looked at Wu Zhiheng who was unable to make a sound. His hands were still shaking and his heart was pounding!

After traveling through time, this was the first time he saw blood!

It would be a lie to say that I wasn't afraid. I was filled with the fear of being discovered!

However, he also knew.

The principle of striking first is to gain the advantage!

In troubled times, it’s either you die or I die!
"Uh"

At this moment, Wu Zhiheng's eyes were filled with disbelief, reluctance, despair, and regret.
He didn't expect that Qin Shuang, who seemed weak and vulnerable, actually had such a powerful throat-sealing flying knife technique!
All the strength in his body drained away like the tide, his consciousness gradually blurred, he pressed his throat, fell limp to the ground, and died with his eyes open!
"More than one tael of silver! Not bad!"

Qin Shuang walked forward, felt around in Wu Zhiheng's arms, and found more than one or two taels of silver. He was very satisfied, and after putting away the silver, he went straight to the back room, because he had just followed Wu Zhiheng and saw through the gap in the wooden door that Wu Zhiheng had been tinkering in the woodshed for a long time.

There was firewood on the floor of the woodshed, and a high pile of firewood was set against the right corner.

Qin Shuang stepped forward, pushed aside the firewood, and saw a clay jar. He opened it and saw that it was filled with half a jar of rice, no less than twenty kilograms.

"He just spent a long time in the woodshed. Could he be hiding some silver?"

Qin Shuang reached out and dug in the rice, frowning. He didn't find the silver. He looked at the clay jar again and found that the soil underneath showed signs of renovation. He immediately moved the jar away and stepped on it. It was loose and not solid, obviously it had just been piled up. Qin Shuang had an idea and immediately found a stick in the pile of firewood and started digging the soil.

"silver!!"

"This trip really wasn't in vain!"

Not long after, Qin Shuang dug up an iron box about a foot in size. When he opened it, he found that there were more than a dozen pieces of silver and most of a box of copper coins inside!
(End of this chapter)

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