There is a mansion in the north of Suzhou City, which has no name. It looks tattered and even pedestrians don’t even look at it when passing by. However, recently, many people have come in and out of this mansion, including all kinds of clothes, robes, ragged shirts, aprons, and even naked upper bodies.

An old man was wearing a thin shirt and stood in the center of the lobby of the mansion. People whispered to each other, and the conversation started one after another. The old man coughed lightly, and everyone became silent.

The old man's eyes surrounded him for a week and found that someone had not arrived. He shook his head gently. A young man next to him asked the old man with his eyes. After seeing him nodding, the man cleared his throat and said loudly: "Please be careful. After a while, we will hold a major discussion of our gang."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The man obviously had a little anger in his words.

"Did you get the news about what to discuss this time?" A rough voice came from the crowd.

Another voice came from next to "It is said to be related to the imperial court."

"I heard that the gangs in Suzhou are going to be integrated."

"Why did I hear that I'm going to change to the boss? The boss hasn't appeared for several years..."

Various voices were intertwined in the hall. The man looked at the old man with a hint of inquiry in his eyes. But the old man shook his head, as if he didn't want to care about these remarks.

There was a chair in the center of the hall, two on both sides of the left and right. Everyone knows that these five chairs represent the right to speak. But I haven't seen anyone sit in the middle of the chair for several years, and even some newcomers don't know what the boss looks like. But they don't care. Since they joined this gang, the old man and the man were in charge of the affairs. The two of them sat on the first chair on the left and right respectively. The people sitting on the other two chairs were in charge of finance and internal affairs.

Seeing that it was almost an hour passed, the young man was a little angry and walked out of the hall and walked into the backyard to walk.

What did that old man think? Do you really want to do this?

After he sat on the chair, the young man realized that this was not just a gang. It was an "attachment" of a big man on the secret list. Obviously, the person who had always had an empty chair was the person on the secret list.

But he never understood why he named this gang "Yi Daoke"? The aura of the world? The chivalrous spirit? No matter what today, the young man made up his mind to leave the gang. Perhaps it was time to go to the world to experience the real chivalrous spirit.

Thinking of this, the man who had been a "one swordsman" for three or five years smiled self-deprecatingly. He sighed, then turned back to the hall. When the old man saw him, his eyes were a little vague.

"Cough~~Cough" The old man finally cleared his throat, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

"Do you remember why you joined Yidiaoke? Yidiaoke doesn't seem to have been established for a long time, just a few years. Everyone has all identities. The outside world's impression of us is that some idle people in the north of the city gather together, but everyone knows the facts." The old man slowly continued.

"In a few years, we unified the gangs in the north of the city, and finally we became the largest gang in the north of the city. So much so that everyone in Gusuzhou is in danger. What's ridiculous is that the little dolls on Yushui Street in the south of the city are actually trying to cause trouble for us. It's not even a question that the gangs are shaking trees. These are not the issues we are discussing today. I want to say......."

The old man paused for a moment and continued.

"We are not a gang, we are never."

"What are we? What did we agree to unify Suzhou at the beginning?" This voice gradually came out from the crowd.

"Yi Daoke is an organization, that is, an organization that uses money to do things for others. Well... in terms of style of work, you can understand it as similar to people on the dark list." The old man continued with a faint smile.

"Next, who wants to leave and who wants to stay?"

A group of people in the hall were obviously shocked by such sudden news. Except for the people sitting on the five chairs, the rest were at a loss for a moment. Among them were Taoist priests, monks, merchants, and cargoes. They all had all identities, and each of them had different reasons for entering the swordsman.

However, it is definitely not the reason to use money to do things for others.

Everyone was stunned and said nothing. They didn't know what to do, stay or leave?

If you stay, what kind of pursuit will you stay?

If you go, where to go?

Just as everyone was thinking, a man walked out and stood in the center. The voice was not loud or small, but it was thunderous: "I joined Yidaoke for a year and killed twenty-seven people." The man said while gesturing, "They all died in the Ena River, and all of them were killed by me with a knife and threw them into the Ena River."

"Twenty-seven people, not a good person."

"It's either a murderer or a corruption person."

"I'm going to kill people by a knifeman."

As he said, the man walked to the exit of the hall and said lightly: "I will stay. As for you, whatever you want, but... I don't want your bodies to be in the graceful river in the future."

It was not until the man left that people saw a knife around his waist.

Not big, just a short knife, but it reveals an inexplicable aura.

Who is that man? It seems that his eyes are very good. When did Yidaoke have such a person?

Kill twenty-seven people? What about the genius trusting me?

Everyone had this idea in mind, and they didn't even go to verify the authenticity of this matter to the old man as soon as possible.

Just as everyone was talking, the young man got up from the chair and said slowly: "The man with a knife on his waist is Fang Renchun. He joined us almost this time last year. He is really not old, but he is not very capable. After joining us that day, he asked us what a swordsman did. I thought this young man was quite interesting, so he casually said: Killing people.

I thought the young man would turn his head and leave, but he suddenly said, "Who to kill, how many people to kill, and how to kill?"

"I was slightly stunned at that time. I didn't think he was talking nonsense, so I recruited him into the team of "doing business" by a swordsman."

The young man suddenly remembered something again, and then added: "But he has a bad memory, so he killed twenty-seven people."

"But thirty. He also eliminated three traitors in our organization, and he forgot."

After hearing the "third leader" say such words in the crowd, they believed it without doubt. However, the people who just wanted to take a step forward and step out of the compound did not continue.

No wonder I have been adding Yidian for so long, and it seems that I have not done anything. Even such meetings are rarely held. I often hear that any gang has been swallowed up by Yidian and recruited a group of people.

But what does it mean? Anyway, a knife player treats people in the gang, no, the people in the organization are still pretty good.

Those new members who have joined or who have been joining for a long time are basically thinking this way.

As for what you use money to do for others, it has little to do with them anyway. Didn’t you say that, Yidiaoke has a team of specialized services.

"I have no objection. As for whether Yi Daoke is a gang or an organization. To be honest, I have no idea. I just think that the gang may have a little more scent and the organization's structure may have a little stricter structure, but it doesn't matter. I stay and I will just ask any instructions in the future!" A voice from the crowd came.

"I also agree. No matter what the secret list is, I don't think about the form and concept of the secret list. Didn't the swordsman just say that, after killing so many people, they all seem to be bad people, so our current organization at least has a conscience. I, Zhang Shunsan, worked as a military officer when I was young, and had some strength. If I had any need, I would just give it a direct command, if I kill bad people or something, I would not refuse."

"Amitabha, since you have joined a swordsman, then what is the form? I can't control it, so it doesn't matter whether you stay or go."

"Stay! At least one swordsman is not like other gangs that bully the weak, bullying the bully."

.............

The young man looked at them with a smile on his face. Hearing so many voices to keep, he suddenly remembered what he had said before, no matter what, he would leave Yi Daoke today, and smiled awkwardly.

He didn't look to the second in command, and he knew without expecting it.

The old man's face was as calm as water, and he must have calculated the result today.

He arranged the person named Fang Renchun. I guess I guessed that I had guessed, okay.

But where is the master of the boss? Why did he suddenly show up today and tell these people that these people have never been the core of a swordsman, and even if he tells them, it doesn’t make any sense.

Maybe there is only one reason.

Yidiaoke is facing a considerable battle.

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There is a small study in the capital.

There was a middle-aged man practicing calligraphy inside, and there was a man next to him grinding ink for him.

"Has Chengde gone to Suzhou?" the man asked suddenly as he wrote.

"Go back to the emperor, the second prince arrived a few days ago. I thought I would tell you in a few days... but the empress..." The oldest eunuch Bingbi did not reveal any panic in his words.

"Just go, go, it's time for him to go out for a few trials." The man in the dragon robe had no intention of blaming him.

He seemed to remember something again and added: "By the way, choose a few experts from the Eagle to go to Suzhou. None of these two brothers can worry about it."

"yes."

In this way, should we fight the boy in advance?

The young man was quite disappointed with his father. He had been away for five years and had never written a letter to him.
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