Lord of the Desert

Chapter 271 Night Owl
The cooling towel caressed the skin again.

"hiss……"

Su Peifeng's eyes suddenly condensed, as if he was waking up from a dream.

In my mind, Ao Zhixian's flying gauze skirt is still lingering.

Repeatedly recalling it, the crimson color became more and more vivid, as if it were reflected in the firelight of the night above a burning pavilion.

All the hairs on Su Peifeng's body stood up.

He felt an evil fire rising in his chest.

"Master, please leave me."

Yanran spread the towel flat in the basin and stood up.

Just as she was about to turn around, Su Peifeng suddenly grabbed her hand.

"tonight……"

He gasped.

"You stay and serve me."

Yanran raised her head in surprise, thinking she heard wrongly.

She saw Su Peifeng's eyes falling on her face, which was so hot that she couldn't bear it.

"Master, will it be difficult to explain to Miss Ao?"

Yanran suppressed the surprise and fear in her heart and asked tremblingly.

Su Peifeng was indeed silent and lowered his gaze.

The maid stopped asking and planned to leave.

At this time, her wrist suddenly tightened, and it hurt.

"Master..."

Yan Ran asked in surprise, then she saw Su Peifeng raised his hand and blew out the candle on the table with a wisp of wind.

The room fell into darkness.

The copper washbasin fell on the carpet with a dull thud.

The maid was pulled into a scorching embrace by an irresistible force.

Inside the bed tent, she was like a small boat being crushed by huge waves.

"she is not here……"

"So what if she's here?"

The words were muffled and slurred.

It was as if the person speaking was not Su Peifeng, but a stranger Yan Ran had never met.

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The night is deep.

The idlers have already fallen asleep.

In the mansion of the Fubo Gang's chief helm in the south of Xijing City and on the west bank of the Yao River, a patrol team carrying lanterns was taking over their shifts.

In the study room in the east courtyard, a white musk candle is lit.

Ao Fuwei was the only one in the room, standing behind a desk and writing a pen.

[No one can be seen in the song, but the peaks on the river are green. 】

When the last stroke of the word "green" fell into ink, air currents suddenly rolled up in the quiet room and the candles were blown out.

As soon as the light went away, the room was filled with pale moonlight.

Green smoke billowed from the candle, and panic spread.

The door that was opened at some point swung, and there was a creaking sound.

"Good word!"

A flirty voice praised.

Ao Fuwei put down his pen and looked up at the soft chair under the window.

A man in casual clothes sat casually, his left boot stained with dirty snow stepping on the brocade chair, and his arms resting on his knees.

He has a ponytail, a young face but a vicissitudes of life, and a purple patch on the left side of his face that looks like a birthmark.

"How do you know whether it's good or bad without even looking at it?"

Ao Fuwei asked.

"With just a few dozen strokes, if you can write the dignified Night Owl with sweat on your forehead, it must be a good calligraphy."

The man smiled, white air dripping from his mouth.

"Night Owl."

Ao Fuwei repeated the two words in a long tone.

"Since I took the position of leader of the Fubo Gang five years ago and received the last order from the courtyard, I have never heard anyone call me that..."

"So, Hu Zhenfu, what's going on here?"

He wiped his forehead casually and asked again.

"It's not the governor."

The man named Hu leaned back in the chair and brushed his fingers on his boots.

The snowflakes shattered and flew up, making a loud sound.

"This is Inspector Hu now!"

Inspector Hu raised his chin.

"Congratulations on the promotion."

Ao Fuwei said casually and sat down on the armchair behind the slanted table.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

The man named Hu didn't expect the other party to be so cold, so he had to hand over his hand repeatedly and laugh at himself.

"I came here this time to convey orders from above."

He scratched the purple birthmark on his face and got to the point.

"What order requires a third-grade inspector to be the messenger?"

Ao Fuwei asked, picking up a porcelain cup, pouring cold water out of nothingness, and drank it slowly.

"I want you to break the situation for Jin Ziming."

The visitor whispered.

Ao Fuwei frowned deeply.

"Things have come to this point, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

He slammed down his cup and asked in a deep voice.

"What did you say earlier?"

Supervisor Hu cried out.

"Jin didn't even beg us for help earlier!"

Ao Fuwei only drank water and didn't speak for a long time.

"Why, Ye Xiao, if you have something to say, just say it."

Supervisor Hu straightened his back and looked directly behind the table.

"This inspector knows that this matter involves a lot of money - Fu Bo has helped us run the business for many years. He is now also the leader of the Liangzhou underworld and is an important asset of the hospital."

"That's why you want me to come in person..."

He laughed again as he spoke, a cold, meaningful laugh.

Ao Fuwei looked at him until the other person stopped smiling. "You're worrying too much."

he replied.

"As long as it's the dean's wish, Ao will have no problem with it."

"That couldn't be better."

The man named Hu smiled and his figure returned to relaxation.

"What do the courtyard want me to do? Send Fu Boxing's real account book?"

Ao Fuwei asked.

"It's not difficult to do. If you need it, it can be done tonight."

The man named Hu shook his head.

"This is not enough."

he sighed.

"Is that not enough?"

Ao Fuwei asked back.

"As governor, Jin Ziming has direct access to heaven - with those accounts, half of Xijing is at his disposal."

"It was easy to say earlier, but now it's too late."

Inspector Hu shook his finger.

"Even if Jin Ziming gets the account book, he still needs to check it from top to bottom, and then collect evidence, pick up people, and interrogate..."

"It will take at least several months to get a result on such a vast case from beginning to end."

"You are far away from Shenjing, but you don't know that Jin Ziming can only stay in Xijing until spring at most - every time there is a court meeting, there will be criticism of him, and His Majesty may issue an edict to remove him from his position at any time."

Ao Fuwei just sneered disdainfully when he heard this.

"Ye Xiao, since the courtyard wants to help him, we must attack quickly and violently, and beat the Liu family in one fell swoop until the Liu family is unable to fight back..."

Supervisor Hu stood up and left his seat, clasping his hands and talking.

"Then what do you say you're going to do?"

Ao Fuwei crossed his arms.

"If you ask me, I have to give up the Fubo Gang!"

The man named Hu looked sideways.

"The Fubo Gang is an arm of the Liu family. It is organized, has manpower, and has intelligence. It represents their direct control over the lower levels of Xijing;
After destroying the Fubo Gang, the Liu family lost half of their eyes, hands and feet. "

Ao Fuwei said nothing.

"You can't bear to part with it, can you?"

Inspector Hu glanced at him.

"Hu Lumen!"

Ao Fuwei put his palm on the table and stood up to have a fit.

Hu Lumen quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, it's just a joke!"

"Why would it be a pity to abandon Ao from the Fubo Gang?"

Ao Fuwei did not bother.

"But to say that this can knock down the Liu family of Xijing at once is not enough - the Shen family can stand with the Liu family!"

Hu Lumen nodded hurriedly after hearing this.

"So I have to use the Fubo Gang as a bargaining chip and borrow a knife."

he chuckled.

"What do you mean?"

Ao Fuwei was puzzled for a moment.

"It's simple."

Hu Lumen spoke with complacency.

"Xu Guinian is very slippery and refuses to join the game, so we will give him a push."

"Don't you have a 'River-Blocking Ghost' under your command, controlled by your daughter? Just let them kill a Tiqi."

"A single Tiqi is nothing special. There are so many who die on missions - but if they die in Xijing City, things will be different!"

He walked to the window with his hands behind his hands, and was covered by the moonlight.

"At that time, Liangzhou Zhangwuyuan will definitely respond. Not even Xu Guinian can stop it."

"When Zhang Wu Yuan personally cuts off one arm of the Liu family, Xu Guinian will be on Jin Ziming's side whether he wants it or not!"

Hu Lumen turned his face sideways, his purple birthmark was dark in the moonlight.

"What about the Shen family?"

Ao Fuwei spat out three words.

"With how smooth Shen Maya is, is there any need to say that?"

Hu Lumen chuckled.

Ao Fuwei could only nodded silently.

"What a way, what a way!"

"So, who do you want me to kill?"

He acted as if he were consulting.

"How about the most famous Hong Fan? He just happened to hurt my son."

"Everyone else can, but not him."

Hu Lumen spoke urgently.

"Although this man comes from a mediocre background, he is quite capable."

"Xu Guinian values ​​​​not only his ability to do things. You may not know that after Wang Mincai was arrested, Zhuang Liren visited Liu Xiu and Jin Ziming the next day and asked them to promise that they would never involve Hong Fan."

"What's more, he is still Xingjun. Our Overwatch Council never..."

"No need to be long-winded, just say it."

Ao Fuwei interrupted.

"Although I haven't returned to Shenjing for eight years, I haven't even forgotten these things."

"What a 'Jie Shui Fu Bo', it turns out he was just trying to amuse me."

Hu Lumen chuckled.

"In short, apart from him, you can choose the rest."

"It shouldn't take you half a month to finish the whole thing here in Xijing, right? The hospital will also take care of the arrangements for the retreat, if necessary."

He finished speaking briskly, looked at Ao Fuwei, and walked out of the window.

In a blink of an eye, no one was seen.

Only the white night remains.

Ao Fuwei walked to the window and stared at the falling snow quietly.

Before long, his hair and temples turned gray.

PS: When writing this chapter, it has been a month since my depression symptoms relapsed.

Reading this book at this time feels very strange to me.

I apologize to everyone again, there is really nothing I can do.

(End of this chapter)