Fatty Zhang is named Zhang Nan. Although the adjective Fatty is very appropriate, among the people in Changling, there are only a few people like Wang Taixu who dare to call him like this.

When he came, the Hongyun Tower was surrounded by people from two floors. There were at least hundreds of people from two floors that could be seen in the surrounding streets and alleys. There were still no idea how many archers were ambushed and people who could pose a threat to the practitioners.

Inside the Hongyun Building, there were people playing songs in the rest of the rooms, which made the atmosphere of this quiet room a little weird.

Seeing that Wang Taixu didn't speak after he sat down, Zhang Nan's fat face twitched slightly and said unhappily: "Wang Taixu, what medicine are you selling in the gourd? We are guests and you are the master. Since you are here, what does it mean to not speak?"

Looking at Zhang Nan's woolly face, Wang Taixu's expression did not change anyway, and he smiled and said, "Although I am a landlord, you are going to talk to me today, not I want to talk to you, so I naturally have to listen to what you and me are going to talk to you."

Zhang Nan's face turned slightly cold, and he snorted coldly, without saying anything.

Tang Que beside him slowly raised his head, and his pair of cold eyes fell on Wang Taixu.

"I started killing people at the age of fifteen. At the age of sixteen, I came to Changling with Xu Jin and Lin Qingdie. I don't know how much blood shed before I climbed to this seat today."

Tang Que said slowly and coldly: "Of course I am not afraid of death... So I came to see you today not to ask you to let us go to Tang Jinlin, but to tell you that even if you can kill me and all the brothers around me, you will not be able to keep the business on both levels of your two floors."

Wang Taixu looked at the particularly cold and gloomy man calmly and said indifferently: "What about?"

The fat meat on Zhang Nan's face trembled slightly, and he smiled awkwardly: "Wang Taixu, according to the old saying in our world, we should forgive others. There were too many people who died a few days ago. If you continue to fight, you will give the upper one the chance to intervene directly, and then there will be no good results. You are a smart person and know when to advance and when to retreat. If you kill so many Jinlin Tang, you will get enough chips. If you cooperate with Jinlin Tang next, you will only make a profit and not lose."

Wang Taixu smiled when he heard this, but he didn't say anything for a moment.

"Wang Taixu, what do you mean?" Zhang Nan suddenly became a little impatient when he looked at Wang Taixu's appearance and shouted in a deep voice.

A sarcastic look appeared on Wang Taixu's face. He looked at the fat man seriously and sighed: "Patient Zhang, you are also a smart person, and you are older than me. Logically, you should understand that there are some things we cannot touch with as little people as us."

Zhang Nan's face became more and more gloomy, and he said with a black face: "Wang Taixu, please make it clear."

"Since you want me to make it clearer, then I will make it clearer." Wang Taixu looked at him and his eyes became cold: "You are here to be a lobbyist. Obviously, they have given you some basic knowledge and benefited you. But you should be easy to think clearly. We have been doing business in Changling for so many years. If we want to find a backer, are you afraid that we can't find it?"

"But why don't we look for it?"

"Can people like us and the powerful people in the temple be qualified to be brothers? If you find a backer, you can only be a dog."

Listening to Wang Taixu's words, a sneer appeared on Zhang Nan's face. He wiped his sweat with a brocade handkerchief and interrupted coldly: "But you should also understand that for those noble people, our lives are no different from a dog itself."

"You can bite people at will as a wild dog." Wang Taixu mocked: "But you can kill your dog at will and cook it. And the backing may not be stable. You don't know if your backing will fall down because of something and crush you to death. If you follow someone, others will get upset. So over the years, we have been peacefully mixed in the mud and water at the bottom of the pond, carefully not standing under the door of any noble person. This is not that I don't want the two floors to climb up, but that we are born with such a life, so that we can live a better life. You, a wild dog, think of a tiger's mouth to find a piece of meat to eat. Even if the meat is delicious this time, it is worth it to fill your life?"

The flesh on Zhang Nan's face shook again and said in a cold voice: "The nobles are all different in size."

"How big can it be?"

Wang Taixu thought of what Ding Ning said to him before. He looked sideways and saw Ding Ning dealing with several dishes on the case very quietly. He seemed to be very calm. He couldn't help but smile again: "Now, except for Yan Xiang and Li Xiang who are deeply trusted by His Majesty, no matter how big the rest of the people are, they will fall down? Have you forgotten what happened two years before His Majesty ascended the throne?"

"Since you said so, it seems that you are determined not to give in at all?" Zhang Nan took out a brocade plaster and wiped his sweat, but his face calmed down instead.

Wang Taixu didn't look at him, but looked at Tang Que and said, "If you come today to ask me to let you and your brother go, I may be able to agree. As long as you never return to Changling in the future, this is the biggest concession I can make."

"Is that true?"

Tang Que looked at Wang Taixu coldly and said, "If I were there that day, you might have died. Our only mistake was that you did not expect that you were also a practitioner who had reached the fifth level."

Wang Taixu laughed: "There are not so many ifs in the world. I only know that the result is that I only lost one tooth, and the two leaders of Jinlin Tang are now lying in the soil."

Tang Que was not angry because of this. Instead, a strange rosy appeared on his face. He looked at Wang Taixu and said coldly: "You are very confident."

Wang Taixu smiled and said, "You need to reflect on yourself."

Tang Que narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes swept over Ding Ning, who was concentrating on eating beside Wang Taixu, and the snow-white-haired old man who had been drinking tea quietly since he sat down. "But I don't understand where your confidence comes from. I just made a fool of myself and took a teenager in the city with a sycamore tree falling and a fortune teller under the bridge?"

Wang Taixu said seriously: "It's enough."

"It was you who gave up your last chance."

Tang Que shook his head and said this in extreme coldness.

Then the wine glass in his hand fell down.

As his wine glass began to fall, Zhang Nan's eyes shot out a substantial cold light.

"Do it!"

He let out a low shout.

In this quiet room, there were eleven people before Wang Taixu, Ding Ning, and the silent snow-white-haired old man entered.

Except for the four people including Zhang Nan and Tang Que, the other seven people were all two-story people.

Those who are qualified to sit here with Wang Taixu are naturally the most important figures on the two floors and his most trusted partner.

While Zhang Nan's low shout rang, all the seven people had taken action.

However, three of them were attacking the other four.

The strong wind was blowing, accompanied by countless shrill hissings.

Zhong Xiu, wearing a purple light shirt beside Zhang Nan, flew up lightly like a purple butterfly. A lilac sword was dreamily extended from the sleeve of his left hand, pointing to Wang Taixu's forehead without any fireworks.

The table in front of Tang Que split into pieces, and a blue sword jumped up from his knees and fell into his palm.

With a loud shout, Tang Que moved forward in a completely straight attack style. The true energy in his body poured into the sword body. Green waves rippled on the entire sword body, and in an instant it rushed towards Wang Taixu like a blue wave.

Tang Mengchen, the one-eyed dragon who had always lowered his head beside him, raised his head and arms at this moment.

A violent metal tremolo sounded instantly on his arms.

Dozens of blue lights came first, covering Wang Taixu's figure.

At this moment, Zhang Nan did not take action, but was still sitting motionless.

Like his previous plan, he no longer has to do it at this moment.

The three people standing on their side in secret were enough to prevent the four loyal to Wang Taixu from saving Wang Taixu for a while. Wang Taixu, who was already injured, could not stop Zhong Xiu, Tang Que and Tang Mengchen's joint assassination.

As long as Wang Taixu dies, they will be able to control the situation here quickly.

Thinking that the most important competitor in Changling City was about to fall down, it was supposed to be content and satisfied, but for some reason, Zhang Nan's body felt strong uneasy.

The performance of the old and the young beside Wang Taixu was too abnormal.

At this time, Ding Ning was still calmly picking up food.

On the other side, the white-haired old man was still holding a teapot to drink tea.

In the wind and rain in the room at this moment, such a picture is too calm and too weird.

However, according to the news about the people Wang Taixu trusted the most on the two floors, these two people are obviously ordinary people.

That boy was just an ordinary teenager in the sycamore tree.

The old man with white hair was just the fortune teller that Wang Taixu knew in the market today. According to those people, Wang Taixu just thought that the old man with fairy bones and Taoism was deliberately brought by his side so that they suspected that they were powerful practitioners.

So in the previous conversation, Tang Quecai said that Wang Taixu was mysterious.

Because they have actually seen all of Wang Taixu's trump cards clearly.

But now, why do these two people perform like this?

Zhang Nan's body became colder and colder, but countless drops of sweat were unconsciously pouring out from his forehead and body.

...

Wang Taixu sat without moving.

But his right hand seemed to suddenly disappear into the air.

A gray sword light spread in front of him.

This is a sword light that is only one foot long.

The sword in his hand was only one foot long, and the sword head was a little blunt, looking like a gray flat ruler.

He didn't care about the lilac sword that stabbed at his forehead, nor did he care about the blue sword light he used to look at the blue sword light he used, but he was extremely focused and shot every blue light that shot in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Nan couldn't help but let out a groan of fear in his throat.

Because what he feared the most happened.

The teapot in the hand of the white-haired old man beside Wang Taixu fell down.

A white sword appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!