pappabearbooks Chapter 414 Black Iron Order
Chapter 414 Black Iron Order
"Two guest officers and their wives, the person who died just now was a businessman, and somehow he got into trouble with the Changle Gang!"
"Hey, in short, I can't tell for a while. It's better to talk less here, so as not to attract death."
At this time, the waiter in the famous shop said something to Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua in front of him, looked at himself left and right, and left quickly.
"Little two..."
Ma Chunhua wanted to ask again, but the waiter in the shop had already run away, so Ma Chunhua said to Xu Xingchen in confusion.
"Brother Xu, I didn't expect this to be a strange place, and I don't know if what he just said is true?"
Xu Xingchen, who heard the sound, thought for a while and said lightly.
"Miss Ma, regardless of whether what the waiter in the shop just said is true or not, we are not familiar with the place here, and everything here is weird."
"We have to be careful so as not to cause trouble. We will stay here for one night and we will leave here in two days!"
Ma Chunhua nodded her head. She knew that Xu Xingchen was right. They were in a strange place, and everything was full of unknowns and dangers.
"Brother Xu, but I still find some things strange. Those who killed Wu Daotong seemed to have a purpose, as if they were looking for something important."
Ma Chunhua asked curiously, her beautiful ink-stained eyes full of curiosity and confusion, and she continued to puzzle.
"Moreover, those people were still on Wu Daotong when they left. They searched for a long time, as if they were looking for something. But Brother Xu, what I don't understand is, what is so important, since it means killing someone? .”
"Wu Daotong? Wu Daotong?"
When Xu Xingchen heard the sound, he kept thinking of the three words [Wu Daotong] in his mind, and a strong curiosity and doubt arose in his heart.
"[Xuan Iron Order]? They are looking for that [Xuan Iron Order]!"
Xu Xingchen murmured to himself in a low voice, frowning, and suddenly remembered a key piece of information in his heart.
This Wu Daotong is not a character in "Xia Ke Xing". In the original work, he appeared in the first chapter. He was killed because he obtained the token "Xuantie Token" of Xie Yanke, the "Flying Master".
"what?"
At this time, Ma Chunhua couldn't help but asked in surprise when she heard Xu Xingchen's words.
"Brother Xu, what is this [Black Iron Order]? Why have I never heard of it? Why do people in the world want to get it?"
As a girl, Ma Chunhua's curiosity was ignited, and she was full of curiosity and desire for the [Black Iron Order]. She eagerly wanted to know what this mysterious token was and why it caused such a stir and competition.
Xu Xingchen, who heard the sound, looked at the curious look of Ma Chunhua next to him, as if he was a curious baby, and couldn't help but smile.
Sit down, pick up the wine glass on the table, drink a glass of wine, and speak out.
"According to legend, this [Black Iron Token] is a token issued by Xie Yanke, known as [Motian Layman] in the world of martial arts."
"This [Black Iron Token] is a small piece of Black Iron. It is indestructible to swords and is rare in the world. It represents the authority and commitment of [Monkey Master]."
"It is said that Xie Yanke ordered three [Black Iron Tokens] and gave them to three people who were kind to him. He once solemnly promised that those who hold these orders will hand them over to Xie Yanke personally."
"He can do something for him unconditionally, no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, he will go up the mountain of swords or get into the frying pan without hesitation."
"So, no matter who you are in the world, as long as you take this token, you can order Xie Yanke to do something for you."
"Just because [Motian Layman] Xie Yanke is a senior in the martial arts world, and his martial arts skills are very powerful and omnipotent, so everyone in the world wants to get the token to realize their impossible dream."
"Oh I see."
"In the world of martial arts, people are constantly being killed every day, so there are many enemies. If you can get the [Black Iron Token], you can order Xie Yanke to get rid of your enemies for you, so you can sit back and relax."
"It's really a good thing. No wonder everyone in the world wants it."
Listening to Xu Xingchen's explanation, Ma Chunhua said softly as if she had some understanding.
"Okay, girl, your little head isn't that stupid!"
At this time, Xu Xingchen didn't expect that he only needed to say it, and Ma Chunhua's little head would be able to understand this time. He reached out and gently touched Ma Chunhua's little head next to him, and said softly.
"Brother Xu!"
With Xu Xing touching her little head so gently, a shy smile appeared on Ma Chunhua's delicate and pretty face.
"You can say that, but the premise is that you must have the [Black Iron Token]. Otherwise, Xie Yanke is determined not to obey anyone's orders, not even his relatives."
Xu Xingchen retracted his arm and continued talking to Ma Chunhua beside him.
"Hehe, this is interesting. Jianghu is such a strange place, with everyone there."
Ma Chunhua smiled sweetly and said that she was curious about the diversity of the world and felt that it was full of infinite possibilities.
Then, Ma Chunhua suddenly thought of something in her little head, looked at Xu Xingchen next to her and asked in confusion.
"Brother Xu, we have just arrived here, how do you know so many things?"
Ma Chunhua was surprised by Xu Xingchen's knowledge reserve and wanted to know where he obtained this information.
"The mountain man has his own plan!"
Xu Xingchen said calmly.
Ma Chunhua next to her looked at Xu Xingchen in front of her, her heart filled with admiration, and she couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother Xu is so awesome, he even knows these things!"
Xu Xingchen also smiled slightly when he heard the sound. In fact, it was not because he was so powerful, but because Xu Xingchen had read the original work of "Xia Ke Xing" in modern times, so he knew so much.
“Go, go, there’s no food here, why don’t you get out!!”
At this time, someone shouted loudly outside the inn door, causing Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua, who were eating, to look up.
Outside the inn door, the waiter stopped a dirty little beggar and yelled at him.
The little beggar's thin body was trembling, and his eyes showed a look of helplessness and pleading. The clothes he was wearing were in tatters, his hair was messy, and his face was covered with dirt. He looked like he hadn't taken a bath for a long time.
"Little brother, please give me something to eat. I haven't eaten in three days."
The little beggar opened his eyes and looked at the waiter in front of him with a begging look. He was very pitiful. His thin body was trembling, his clothes were ragged, and his face was haggard, as if he had experienced endless suffering.
But the waiter in the famous shop ignored the begging eyes of the little beggar in front of him and shouted impatiently.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you say before that there is no food here?"
After saying that, he stretched out his foot and was about to kick the little beggar away, but unexpectedly the kick missed, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Looking at the little beggar, he had already rushed to the inn, grabbed a sesame seed cake from the dead Wu Daotong's hand, and ran away as fast as he could.
"Oh, for a moment, you can't tell that this little beggar doesn't care about anything just for food."
The famous waiter looked at the little beggar who had run away desperately, shook his head, and walked straight to the inn.
"It's so pitiful, Brother Xu, let's go help him."
Seeing this scene, Ma Chunhua couldn't help but feel sympathy in her heart. He put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and said softly to Xu Xingchen beside him.
Xu Xingchen nodded immediately when he heard the sound. He looked at Ma Chunhua's sympathetic eyes and felt a touch of warmth in his heart.
Originally, Xu Xingchen wanted to tell Ma Chunhua that there were too many beggars in the world and they could be ignored, but Xu Xingchen knew that Ma Chunhua was a kind and gentle girl who always cared about the people around her. .
Besides, isn't that a good thing that this girl is kind? It doesn't matter if he goes with her to give food to the little beggar.
Ma Chunhua found a small package from somewhere, wrapped several kinds of chicken legs and chicken on the table, and walked out of the inn with Xu Xingchen.
Fortunately, the little beggar did not go far. He just leaned on a corner of the street, took out the sesame seed cakes, and couldn't wait to eat them. His eyes showed hunger and desire, as if this simple sesame seed cakes was his only hope.
"Gang leader, why are you here?"
At this moment, a shocked voice suddenly sounded.
"My subordinate Bei Haishi, cough cough, see the gang leader!"
Suddenly, a group of people came out from the side. The leader, who had a long beard and a kind face, led everyone to bow slightly in front of the little beggar, with a hint of cough in his voice.
The leader of the group had white hair and beard, and his temples were bulging high. Although his eyes were not big, they seemed to have divine light flashing from time to time. He was holding a folding fan in his hand.
Even when he was saluting the little beggar, the folding fan in his hand was still beating continuously. He looked more like a teacher than a martial artist.
The little beggar felt nervous. He didn't understand why this seemingly weak teacher would lead a group of martial arts people in front of him. He looked at the other person carefully, trying to find the answer from the other person's expression.
But when the little beggar saw the swords in the hands of the people in front of him, he was suddenly startled, hurriedly hid the sesame cakes in his arms, and said tremblingly.
"Who are you? I don't know you, and I'm not your leader!"
The little beggar held the sesame seed cake tightly with both hands for fear of being snatched away.
At this time, the little beggar's eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, because he understood that these strangers might pose a threat to him, his heartbeat accelerated, and sweat continued to drip from his forehead.
These people had fierce faces and cold eyes. They wore unusual clothes and exuded a chilling aura. The little beggar couldn't help but begin to wonder if he had gotten into any trouble. .