It is obvious that a woman can sit among this group of bandits safely. She is also one of them. She is very famous, not only in the bandit circle, but also among ordinary people.

She is not famous because she is fierce and rude as a female bandit leader, but because all her men are delicate women. When it comes to the Red Lady in Heilongjiang Province, there is absolutely nothing I don’t know about.

Of course, there will be many troubles when becoming famous, including the attention of the people, the attention of public opinion, the attention of other bandits, and the attention from the official army. If you want to survive intact and freely, you must have the ability that others do not have.

Judging from the fact that Hong Niang is able to sit here leisurely now and no one else is too harassed, she obviously has such ability.

The reason why she sat here was not that she was attracted by Wang Zheng, the White Dragon King whom she had never heard of, was that Wang Zheng found the mountain where no one knew where and sent an invitation.

The experiences of others are similar. They are either shocked by Xiang Zhensanjiang by the White Dragon Army's closest killing of chickens and monkeys, or come for the invitation that was sent quietly.

The two sides that had just had a conflict were not easy. Although they became mortal enemies because of their neighbors, and although they could not do anything to attack each other for more than ten years, their respective strengths did not decrease at all, but instead slowly and steadily rose.

He always wants to rely on literature, but he always gives people a sense of ignorance and ignorance. He doesn't know what his real name is. Those who know him call him a scholar. In fact, he is a carpenter himself, and he has about 300 people under him. Most of them envied the craftsman who is a scholar who is a scholar. He has also created a great reputation with his hidden weapons.

A provocative man with a trendy hairstyle like a hedgehog head is a gangster, and his subordinates are all outlaws who kill and set fire. The team with a team of over 100 people can compete with the ability to overturn a battalion of officers and soldiers.

The other four people who can sit here are certainly not simple characters who don’t speak, so even if they sit still, the deadly ghost dare not provoke them. After all, the first thing they need to do is to protect their lives.

The images of these four people are also very interesting. Their dress seems to be demonstrating the changes of this chaotic era. The two people near Zhensanjiang seem to represent the new society. One is wearing a neat suit and a lit cigar in his hand is slowly burning. The man has been closing his eyes and resting since he came in, as if he has no interest in the lively scenes outside and the conflicts in front of him.

Another person was a tall and strong man with a foot height of 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black military uniform. It seemed that the style was made by himself in imitation of Russian military uniforms. Two scars on his square face that crossed the bridge of his nose gave him a bit of murderous spirit. His hands were always on his knees, and his sitting posture had obvious military traces. His eyes were dull and aimless, and he seemed to be thinking about his own affairs.

The two people on the other side were a little old in their clothes, sitting alone in the corner, far away from everyone. He was even wearing a long robe from the Qing Dynasty. The long braids behind his head were tied around his neck, and his whole body was relaxed and limp on the chair. He held a large pipe in his hand, and from time to time he would take a big mouthful of candlelight in the hand of the servant dressed up with the same braid behind him, and then a string of smoke was protruding comfortably. You don't need to see that this was smoking a big cigarette.

The other man was wearing a short-striped military uniform with a blue cloth head wrapped around his head. He kept lowering his head and playing with a foot-long dagger, looking like he had no interest in the others. But those who really knew him knew that he had definitely been looking for all the flaws that would appear and possible for the other seven people to ensure that he had the ability to kill the enemy with one blow at any time.

These four people did not have any intersection at all. But at the first glance they saw each other, they knew that the other three were definitely the same type of people deep in their hearts as themselves, the difference was only where they were and how they chose the person!

At this time, the White Dragon Silver Number began to issue deposit certificates, and the enthusiasm of the crowd was also tempted by the ocean. The originally bustling crowd began to crowd into the store at the same time, but Wang Zheng, who was bombarded by later news, obviously expected this. In order to prevent stampede from affecting the creation of dark places under the light, he sent someone to control the director of Jingcha in advance and transferred a large number of Jingcha to maintain order.

In fact, if you want to see them, Wang Zheng didn't have to do such a troublesome thing at all. As long as you find a place, no one can find them even in the lobby of an ordinary tavern. But the eight monsters would not believe it, so in order to calm their hearts, they had to start the business and make it happen. After all, everyone knows the saying that darkness is under the light.

The moment he reached the bottom, as soon as the door of the private room opened, Wang Zheng and Jin Liuniang walked in.

"Oh! The White Dragon King is so arrogant. We are invited from afar. Not to mention not having a meal of wine or meat, even if we want to meet you, we have to wait in this small house for a few hours!" As soon as the door opened, the sixteen people in the house focused on Wang Zheng and the others. The scholar saw that Wang Zheng looked calm and unhurried, and could not help but speak sarcastically.

Wang Zheng glanced at him faintly, ignored him and walked straight to the main seat and sat down. Jin Liuniang stopped and looked at the scholar who was staring at the staring eyes and said, "There will be a banquet, but not now. As for the few hours you said, it seems that less than half an hour has passed since you entered the room. This made the little woman a little confused. I wonder if your time is faster than others, or have you really reached the state of "the dead are like this." After that, he turned around and left, without giving him a chance to fight back.

The scribe was immediately angry and pointed at Jin Liuniang with a fan and couldn't say a word.

The deadly ghost even slapped the table loudly and applauded, "You are right, this fake scribe is just a lot of things!"

The scribe immediately changed his target, stared at the deadly ghost and sneered: "Just flatter hard, so that you can show your value!"

After a while, the room became quiet again. Wang Zheng looked up at the sixteen people present, and his eyes stayed at Zhen Sanjiang and the servants he brought behind for a moment. It was not because of Zhen Sanjiang himself, but because of the so-called servants he brought, they were actually the second in command of their Erlong Mountain, and Xian'er, who is the Red Bandit of Sanjiang!

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Chapter completed!