The snake head threw the iron plate in his hand onto the corpse and said in a very calm voice: "Everything is gone!"

Han Mo guessed that he was not wrong, and the snake head did lie to him.

The snake head claims that it cannot control the snake man below, which is of course a lie. How can a leader who cannot bring power to the people below be qualified to maintain the so-called rules in their industry?

Those who maintain rules will always have a group of executors who impose punishments around them. This group of people is naturally the elite among snake people. With such elites, coupled with their prestige in the industry, it is not too difficult for snake heads to control the underground black market.

It can be seen from the expressions of the men around them that they have awe of snake heads from the bottom of their bones.

Everyone looked at each other, bowed and retreated one after another, and quickly left the yard, but there was no doubt that the house would be surrounded by snake people. As long as there was any abnormal movement in the yard, more snake people would flow in.

The snake head was silent for a moment, and finally said to Han Mo: "You saved me, I... owe you a favor!"

This is a bit surprising.

Pei Yinghou had already frowned. He thought the snakehead would definitely attack, but he did not expect the snakehead to thank Han Mo.

Could it be that the snakehead couldn't understand that the assassin had an iron sign on his body, proving that the assassin was an official of the West Flower Hall and was almost assassinated and killed by the officials of the West Flower Hall. Why did he turn his head and thank the director of the West Flower Hall?

...

Han Mo just smiled faintly and said calmly: "No need to thank me, it's just for myself!" He paused and sighed: "If you are really killed by an assassin at this time, then I will definitely not be able to escape. Your snakes and grandchildren will definitely avenge you... If you really want to go crazy, I and my two subordinates are afraid that they can really not be separated from here. Even if a miracle happens and we escape this disaster, the hatred between the underground black market and the Xihua Hall will begin. In the following days, you and me will flow into blood...!" Speaking of this, Han Mo shook his head and sighed: "This is something you and I don't want to see, but... there are many people who are happy to see it!"

"No matter what purpose you saved me... you finally saved my life!" The snake head stood there, and the man in the city had a different power at this time: "This favor is enough to exchange your people!"

Pei Yinghou walked slowly to Han Mo, stared at the Snake King and asked, "So, do you see that the assassin is not from my West Flower Hall?"

The snake head said lightly: "The Xihua Hall is also the Yan State Information Office, and you have always been cautious in your actions... Whether you succeed or not, you will not be stupid enough to leave such a big flaw..." A cold smile: "If they don't have this iron sign on them, I would really think it was the assassin you arranged in advance, but since this iron sign is on them, it proves that someone did this on purpose...!"

Han Mo stood up, clapped his hands and smiled, "Snake Head, from the beginning to now, only this sentence makes me believe that you are the real snake head!"

Pei Yinghou bowed to Han Mo and said, "Sir, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so we should leave here!"

"Leave?" Han Mo smiled faintly: "Master Pei is afraid that he has forgotten the purpose of our trip!"

At this moment, I heard the snake head say in a deep voice: "Bring the person in!"

Soon, four or five people came in from outside the yard, with a big knife in his hand and a blade on a person's neck. The man was tied around the rope made of cow tendons, and the whole body was tied up by a rope made of cow tendons. Because his legs and hands were also tied by cow tendon ropes, he could not move at all. He was sitting on a wooden board, and a big man was carrying in on each side.

As we all know, the beef tendon rope can be bent and stretched. If you are tied up by the beef tendon rope, no matter how strong you have, you cannot break free from the tie. With so many circles of beef tendon rope tied on your body, even those who are capable cannot break free from the rope. This shows that the snake people regard this person as an extremely dangerous person.

Of course, Li Gu, the head of the three departments of the West Flower Hall, enjoying such an honor.

There was no expression on Li Gu's face. Only looking at his face, it was impossible to even see that he was now a prisoner in the hands of the snake people.

Calm as water, calm and free.

He glanced at Han Mo, then looked at Pei Yinghou and Hong Xiu again, expressionless, just closing his eyes.

Han Mo could understand Li Gu's mood.

The three main officials of the Xihua Hall fell into the hands of a group of gangsters. For Li Gu, that was the greatest shame in his life. The calmer he showed, the deeper the pain he felt.

"Relax!" said the snake head lightly.

Since the snake head issued the order, no one dared to disobey. The Oxford rope was quickly cut off, and the cold blade on Li Gu's neck also retreated.

At this moment, the snake people didn't care whether Li Gu was tied with a rope.

This is the territory of the snake man after all.

Although some thrilling things happened here, looking down from the sky, it is just a small point in the huge Yanjing City. Only a few people know what happened here.

However, at this point in Yanjing City, it is the sphere of influence of the Snake Man. Even if Han Mo and others are the top experts in the West Flower Hall, if the Snake Man really wants to keep them, it will be difficult for Han Mo and others to leave here.

Li Gu stood up from the wooden board, expressionless, walked to Han Mo, bowed, and then walked slowly behind Han Mo without saying a word.

The snake head carried his hands on his back, stared at Han Mo and said lightly: "You saved my life, and now I have paid you back one life, one life will be worth one life, and there will be no grudge between you and me..."

"It's very fair!" Han Mo nodded.

"As I said before, you walk on your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, and I hope you can look forward to your people in the future." Snake Head said calmly: "You can see me today because I am willing to let you see you... If I don't want you to see me, even if you mobilize all the people in the West Flower Hall to find me, you will never find me!"

Han Mo smiled and said, "I believe this too!"

The snake head suddenly bowed to Han Mo and said, "It's easy to leave, I won't send you off!" Without saying anything, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Han Mo said lightly: "Can I ask me to say a few words before leaving?"

The snake head stopped and turned his back to Han Mo, without answering, but his meaning was obviously waiting for Han Mo to speak.

"You and I understand what happened today." Han Mo said slowly: "Who wants to kill you is better than me, and why you want to kill you is better than me... In the eyes of some people, your life can be abandoned at any time because of some of their purposes!"

The snake head did not speak, the black cloak covered his body, and the mask completely covered the expression on his face.

"You know better than me. Once you intervene in a fight that you shouldn't have intervened, you will die quickly, and the snake people under your command will never have peace of mind." Han Mo sighed: "I just want to advise you to be a chicken head rather than a phoenix tail. Since there are rules to follow, just abide by your own rules. Why put yourself in danger!"

The snake head still didn't say anything, just laughed, it was an extremely strange laugh. From that laugh, it was really hard to tell what the snake head was thinking.

Amid laughter, the leader in the city, walked away like a ghost, and soon disappeared into the dark shadow.

When the snake people saw the snake's heads leaving, they were all scattered and left a path. The meaning was very obvious, that was to see off guests.

...

When Han Mo and his group left Xicheng District, they were unusually smooth and did not encounter any obstacles. After leaving Xicheng District, the group of four returned to Wushui Lake in the dark.

There were also a group of elite flower halls gathered in the yard, waiting quietly.

The Xihua Hall has made the worst plan. Once Han Mo does not bring people back this time, and once the underground black market really wants to be enemies with the Xihua Hall, then in order to maintain the glory of the Xihua Hall, something must be done.

Even if a large-scale counterattack is not launched, we always have to use some things to show people in the underground black market that as the ancestor of the dark yamen of Yan State, the Xihua Hall, which gathers countless dark elites of Yan State, will be extremely terrifying once they become angry.

The officials waiting in the yard are ready to take action at any time.

Their blades were sharp enough.

On this night when the moon was hanging in the sky, a sniper activity that was about to be launched at any time was finally suppressed because of Han Mo's return. Seeing Li Gu following Han Mo and his group back to the yard with expressionless expressions, all the dark officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, a long-lost sense of glory arose in their hearts.

Although the underground black market is strong, it is not dared to be too presumptuous in front of the West Flower Hall. Their young director lived up to expectations and took Li Gu back to the hall.

Although the West Flower Hall has only been reorganized for a few months, the glory of the Flower Hall seems to be re-dressed.

Just imagine that over the years, since Xue Gongyan's death, the situation of the flower hall has been getting worse day by day. The once terrifying West Flower Hall of Yan Kingdom is slowly depressing and weakening in the dark history, until it withered.

In order to survive, the officials in the hall either devoted themselves to the East Flower Hall or broke away from the identity of the dark officials and made another way to make a living.

Although the emperor did not explicitly cancel the order, in everyone's eyes, Xihua Hall is just a name, and its former glory has faded and even become a laughing stock in the mouths of many people.

The few directors after Xue Gongyan were nothing more than playing house. No one was willing to stay in this yamen without any wealth or strength. At that time, the position of the director of the Xihua Hall was even a shame, and even the small county magistrate was more attractive than the position of the director of the Xihua Hall.

Although there have always been a small number of flower hall officials standing in the hall, everyone thought that the West Flower Hall would only slowly disappear in silence, and there was only one dark yamen in Yan State, that is, the East Flower Hall, which has strong strength and strong economic foundation.

Everything seems to be that way.

But a young man came to the West Flower Hall, regardless of the reason, or whether the court deliberately praised him, in everyone's eyes, the arrival of this young man made the dying West Flower Hall angry again and came alive on the verge of death.

Starting from asking for money, Xihua Hall, led by this young director, has gradually become regular. Although it has not yet recovered its vitality, there is no doubt that Xihua Hall has now become a dark yamen full of terrifying abilities.

A few months ago, not to mention fighting against a huge black force like the underground black market, even a weak yamen, Xihua Hall was unable to deal with it. They had no backer or confidence, and they really had no ability to compete with any yamen.

It was the darkest time in the history of Xihua Hall. During that period, the dignity and glory of Xihua Hall disappeared little by little, and the glory conquered by countless dark ancestors passed away with the wind.

But after tonight, the officials of the West Flower Hall finally knew that the glory belonging to the Flower Hall was slowly blooming.

No matter what method Han Mo used, he could bring Li Gu safely back from the underground black market, and if he could bring back the dignity and glory that had disappeared for a long time in the West Flower Hall.

This may not even Han Mo himself had thought of.

The dark officials in the yard bowed and expressed their deepest respect to their young director.

A West Flower Hall that regains dignity and glory will be an extremely terrifying dark yamen!
Chapter completed!