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Xishanjili was a scene of chaos and war.

A group of heavily armed teams brutally knocked or broke down the door of each house, broke in and searched.

As for the people in Xishanji, some swallowed their anger and allowed themselves to be swept away, while others refused to be humiliated and rebelled angrily.

Then roars, screams, and the clash of weapons sounded in different places.

A disheveled warrior jumped over the wall and escaped, but was caught up and hacked to death before he could get far.

The dripping blood dyed the snow on the ground red, which was extremely shocking to see!

And this scene was all clearly seen by the red-eyed crow flying high in the sky.

唳～

It roared low and swooped down onto a big tree.

Staring coldly at the chaotic collection.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan withdrew his attention from the messenger.

I can no longer live in Xishanji!

His intuition told him that today's situation was just the beginning, and he didn't know how much trouble there would be later.

In the past, no one cared about Xishanji. It was because it did not involve any interests and due to the location and environment, it became the habitat of many down-and-out warriors.

Once faced with the oppression of external forces, the original balance and order were instantly crushed into powder.

The people in the collection simply don't have the strength to fight.

As soon as Zhenwumen left, the Fierce Tiger Gang stepped on them with their backfoot.

In the competition between these two forces, there is no need to worry about their existence!

Zhang Yuan did not want to become a victim.

Although this place is very suitable for him to live in seclusion and practice, it is meaningless now.

Zhang Yuan didn't pay attention to the room that was just turned into a mess, and directly packed a simple luggage.

Leave home and go to Xucheng.

The firewood, rice, oil and salt stored in the kitchen and cellar are simply not worth the trouble.

He took all the truly valuable things with him.

"Brother Zhao Yun!"

Zhang Yuan had just walked a certain distance when he met Qu Hong and several warriors.

Seeing Zhang Yuan carrying his luggage, the manager of Xishan Collection asked doubtfully: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "I can't stay in Xishanji any longer. I plan to hang out in the city for a while."

Qu Hong was surprised: "Then you don't want this family anymore?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "No more."

Qu Hong was speechless.

In fact, under the current situation, it is normal for Zhang Yuan to leave.

He will never be the first to run away from Xishanji, nor will he be the last.

It's just that in the entire Xishan Collection, although Zhang Yuan's home is not the best, it is definitely the latest.

Zhang Yuan must have spent a lot of money on this.

As a result, I only lived there for more than half a year, and I didn’t feel bad at all if I lost it.

Qu Hong felt it was a pity.

"Qu Guanshi."

Zhang Yuan pointed to his home behind him and said calmly: "I still have a lot of rice, grain and bacon there. It would be a pity to waste it. If you need it, just take it all away."

Before Qu Hong could answer, several of his companions showed signs of excitement.

Everyone in Xishanji knew that Zhang Yuan was rich.

Before winter, many people saw Zhang Yuan driving an oxcart loaded with goods home.

And winter has not yet passed, so he must have left a lot of things behind as he ran away in a hurry.

"Do you really want to leave?"

Qu Hong was a little unwilling to give up and persuaded: "Brother Zhao Yun, actually I know people from the Zhenwu Sect and the Fierce Tiger Gang. As long as we stay safe, they will not attack us."

"You don't have to leave at all!"

Zhang Yuan smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Guanshi Qu, see you later!"

After saying that, he walked around the other party and continued moving forward.

Qu Hong looked at Zhang Yuan walking away, his expression a bit ugly.

A warrior next to him asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want it?"

He raised his palm and made a slashing motion.

"never mind."

Qu Hong replied in a deep voice: "I have never been able to see through this person. Now the situation in Xishanji is complicated. The Zhenwu Clan cannot afford to offend, and the Fierce Tiger Gang is even more difficult to offend. We should protect ourselves wisely and not cause trouble."

The manager of Xishanji has been wary of Zhang Yuan for a long time.

He once tried to get to know Zhang Yuan's bottom, but he only found that the latter was unfathomable and not easy to deal with.

Qu Hongneng did well in Xishan, not just relying on his own strength.

His eyes are quite vicious!

Qu Hong even warned people around him not to provoke Zhang Yuan.

During the time when Zhang Yuan settled in Xishanji.

No one came to the house to steal, which actually had something to do with the news he had spread.

In fact, Qu Hong had just had the idea of ​​capturing Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan ran away in a hurry, so he had to take his important belongings with him, and there were five people on his side, giving him an absolute numerical advantage.

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Qu Hong suddenly felt as if he was facing an abyss of fear.

His intuition told him that this approach was absolutely wrong!

Therefore, he suppressed his impulse and tried to persuade Zhang Yuan to stay.

After his persuasion failed, Qu Hong gave up.

"Let's go to Zhao Yun's home."

He looked away and said: "Since he doesn't want it, then we brothers are welcome and let's go and see it together!"

"good!"

The four companions cheered in unison.

As for the faint wailing sounds coming from inside the collection, they all turned a deaf ear.

Even secretly laughing at those guys who don't understand current affairs.

What face and dignity can be more important than one's own life?

Why stand and get stabbed when you can kneel down and enjoy the food!

Several people chatted and laughed with Qu Hong, leaving a series of messy footprints on the snow.

The chaos in Xishan Market was temporarily calmed down until night fell.

But the people of the Xionghu Gang did not leave.

Their people occupied the best houses in the market and ate and drank with the food they had looted during the day.

The group that had searched Zhang Yuan's house before was also among them.

They built a fire in the room and sat around drinking and eating meat.

The black-clad warrior chewed the barbecue and said vaguely, "Everyone did a good job today. We will search again tomorrow and we can go back to report."

A gang member next to him asked, "What about the instructions from above?"

"The above will worry about it themselves!"

The black-clad warrior sneered, "We are just small minions, and today we are mainly here to knock on the Zhenwu Sect and let those guys who are still thieves know how powerful we are."

"This is our real mission!"

That's it!

The crowd suddenly realized and toasted the black-clad warrior, "Master Xiang is wise!"

The black-clad warrior laughed, raised his wine bowl and said, "Everyone is full and satisfied, let's continue tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Boom!

At this moment, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the tightly closed door suddenly exploded into pieces.

The next moment, a burly man suddenly rushed in and swung his long sword at the black-clad warriors sitting on the ground at lightning speed.

"The murderer is Dian Wei from the Zhenwu Sect!"

A pool of bright red blood suddenly splashed onto the wall!