The Sanhe Fleet is full of people and powerful, which does not mean that it has enough experts to keep the market.

Most of the masters of the Sanhe Gang naturally followed the gang leader to stay on the flagship Xiaofeng, and the fleet was mostly ordinary gang members and sailors.

After all, the fleet is used to fight water battles... On the rivers and lakes, a group of sailors who are familiar with crossbows are definitely more effective than a group of masters in the rivers and lakes.

Now that I run to the land to maintain order, it is enough to suppress the slut.

However, whether a true master is black or white, his purpose is to Liu Yan and Lianshan Jue, and he will not cause any trouble in such trivial matters.

Once Liu Yan appears, it will be different, and the motivation will immediately exceed the deterrence of the Sanhe Gang.

The Sanhe Gang will also become the target of public criticism because of its large number of people and powerful forces.

When the Fu Jianjue Master reminded him, he couldn't help but feel anxious: "What should I do?"

She had no intention of Liu Yan and Lianshan Jue. If she suffered losses for this, wouldn’t it be a disaster?

Fengsha asked back without answering: "Do you know why Liu Yan came to Tongshan?"

"You can't escape the encirclement and blockade by land, so you have to go through the water if you want to escape. The Tanzhou Gangs are intertwined, and the Xiangshui River cannot be connected at all..."

Fu Jian pondered: "Let's find a circle nearby. Tongshan is indeed very suitable. There are not many gangs in a small town. You can go up the water and go up the mountain if you find a boat, and then cross the mountains and ridges to escape to the Southern Tang Dynasty. At that time, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the gods can't find her."

Fengsha smiled and said, "So she just wants to take a boat, and it doesn't have to go to Tongshan, right?"

Fu Jian shook his head and said, "It may be difficult. Almost every cargo ship has a foundation, otherwise it would never be able to withstand the erosion of the territorial forces. Now everyone is looking for her, and she cannot board the ship without realizing it."

The Sanhe Gang is a gathering of many water gangs in Chenliu. She knows the channels of the river clearly.

Fengsha said lightly: "You say 'almost', then there are exceptions."

Fu Jian nodded and said, "Smuggling. Smuggling has both light and darkness, and large and small scale. Large scale has large backgrounds and deeper foundations. Small scales are mostly outlaws, which cannot be eliminated, especially Tongshan is not like Tanzhou, and it is difficult to check."

Fengsha smiled and shrugged.

Fu Jian suddenly realized: "Liu Yan is an old martial arts world, and she is clear about the way~ She wants to take a smuggling boat!"

Fengsha smiled and said, "There must be smart people in the world staring at the waterway, and fools staring at Tongshan. Smarter people will make small boats... smuggle and play."

"The master cares so much about Liu Yan, and the maid doesn't understand."

Fengsha avoided answering: "I want to meet her, you can make arrangements."

Fu Jian was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly: "I understand."

Fengsha shouted at her: "You can't go through the Sanhe Gang, and you can't expose your identity. You can just cheat and cheat, kill and rob. In short, you can get a smuggling boat before dark."

Fu Jian said confidently: "Master, don't worry."

There are ways of doing things one by one. People who are not familiar with the ways may not be able to get to the Tao even if they are bleeding. However, for people who are on the Tao, they are all familiar with it.

On the waterway line, the Fu Jian is not only on the Tao, but also on the Tao. After all, after being the leader of the Sanhe Gang for so long, he is proficient in all the ways of the waterway. Even if he has never eaten pork in person, he is accustomed to pigs running.

As soon as Fu Jian left, he came back with a hint of voice. His expression was a bit strange and his cheeks seemed to have a dizziness that had not faded.

Fengsha asked casually: "Didn't you get into trouble?"

He blushed and said softly: "No."

Fengsha Waiwai's head: "Did you see something? You're so embarrassed."

Huisheng couldn't help but complain: "Meng Fan knew that he was doing things randomly, and his maid was almost angry."

Fengsha said curiously: "If he didn't make the person faint, how could he do anything else?"

He bit his lower lip with his mouth, put his mouth to his master's ear, and whispered a few words. The more he spoke, the lower his voice, the redder his face became, like fresh peaches with morning dew, and a pair of big watery eyes that were shy and shameful.

Fengsha was stunned and laughed and said, "He is really good at playing. No wonder he was not anxious and slow down just now. As a result, even if Miss Hua woke up halfway, she couldn't move. She couldn't see or speak. She thought he was still there! Haha~"

I was so embarrassed that I dared to look up.

Fengsha calmed his expression and said seriously: "You have to take good care of him and can't spoil him anymore. Qiaoyan is not simple. If Meng Fan really hurts her heart, he will not have a good end. How can I explain to Huiying then?"

He said timidly: "The maid really can't bear to let it go. As soon as he asks, his heart will be soft...why would the master help me take care of it?"

Fengsha curled his lips and said, "I don't have time to care about him. If you can't control it well, I'll let Yun Benzhen come."

His face turned pale in an instant and he hurriedly said, "I must discipline myself well."

The wind and sand smiled and said nothing.

It was already noon after I arrived at De Inn before. The wine that Lady Hua invited was both lunch and dinner, so I was not hungry when I arrived at the serious dinner time.

It was not until night fell that the inn had to deliver food and eat with Huisheng.

Just after eating and drinking tea and digesting food, Fu Jian finally came back and said that the smuggling ship had been found.

The wind and sand were covered with cloaks, and took the two girls to say hello to the Xiangzhu Gang, and then left the inn.

After walking two streets, Fu Jian said that someone was following him.

Fengsha ordered: "Let's find a side alley and knock it out."

Fu Jian and Huisheng looked at each other and began to walk towards the remote place.

Turning around an alley, I went back and continued to lead the way.

Going to the north of the town, it is parallel to the wharf and not close to it. It gets worse and worse, and finally turns into a row of simple small goods shops.

There were empty sacks stacked on the aisle.

It was full of sacks, and there was no goods. Fengsha couldn't help but be curious and asked casually.

Fu Jian replied: "Of course, the shop that hires porters, they don't put up bags. If you press a few pinches of salt powder on the bottom of the bag, it is a smuggling salt. A few pinches are sample goods for people to taste. This kind of black shop must have channels and ships to connect to the wharf."

She said as she had arrived at the kitchen, and she greeted her to reveal the big black pot, kicked the firewood in the stove, revealing an authentic mouth.

Fu Jian went in first, caught the master below, and followed him down with a vivid concealment.

The tunnel was very narrow and tide. Fu Jian found a torch from somewhere and lit it. He pulled out a silk handkerchief and handed it to the owner. He whispered: "How many dead people are going forward, and the smell is not good."

Fengsha took the silk trouser and covered his mouth and nose, and asked muffled, "Did you kill?"

Fu Jian thought the master complained and quickly explained: "The salt smuggler is the most fierce and cruel in this business. He can't kill him, and he won't be wronged if he kills him."

Feng Sharan laughed hoarsely: "I thought I could not stand it? Lead the way quickly."

Fu Jian smiled awkwardly and quickly shook the torch to lead the way.

She was also stupid, just remember that the master was weak in physique and almost forgot that he had never seen any storm. Of course, it was impossible to be scared by a few dead people.

Halfway through the tunnel, there were indeed several corpses neatly arranged, illuminating the fire, and the face was ferocious. The wounds were all in the throat, and there was not much blood flow, and only the throat was broken and the blood was not damaged.

At a glance, you can tell that the attack was accurate and fast. The few people must have died in great pain, but they still couldn't scream.
Chapter completed!