Rebellious Contract Beast

After Han Guishan was stuffed into the carriage, the carriage did not set off immediately, but waited in place for a long time.

The sound of Zhang Wenyuan talking to someone could be faintly heard outside. No one knew who he was talking to, but it seemed like he was a very important figure, and his tone sounded very awe-inspiring.

After waiting for about half an incense stick of time, I heard a "snap" sound, which was the sound of the whip hitting the horse's back. The carriage finally started to move and slowly drove towards the city gate.

Han Guishan thought quickly in his mind, preparing to find an opportunity to escape from the carriage on the road.

But he was not the only one sitting in the carriage. There was a man and a woman sitting on the seats opposite him. The man had his arms folded across his chest with his eyes closed, while the woman was staring at him expressionlessly, without any emotion in her eyes.

Han Guishan felt uneasy when he was looked at by her. He didn't know why, but this woman gave him an uneasy feeling. The aura around her was very unusual, and he was afraid that she might not be a simple person.

He had a premonition that if he tried to escape, he would be caught by the other party in an instant and would not be able to fight back.

His intuition kept warning him, so he could only struggle in his heart and hesitate to take action.

Occasionally, the driver would ask him where he was going, and Han Guishan could only answer mechanically, staring nervously at the woman in front of him. The man kept his eyes closed the whole time, calm and composed, as if everything was under his control and unfathomable.

His second uncle's house was not far from the horse farm, just in the north of the city. It was late at night and there were few pedestrians on the street. The carriage was moving neither fast nor slow, and it didn't take too long to enter the so-called Shuxiangfang Street.

Wu Gong's voice came from the front, humming: "We have arrived at Shuxiangfang Street, hurry down and lead the way!"

"Yes..." Han Guishan did not dare to refuse. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly got off the carriage. Bo Nian and Xiang Tao, who were sitting opposite him, also left.

"Tell me, where does your second uncle live?"

Wu Gong's rough voice came again, with an unquestionable tone.

Han Guishan shuddered and was suddenly frightened when he saw Wu Gong's extremely ferocious face.

I didn't expect that the driver would look so scary. He is indeed a member of the Tiger Gang. I don't know where he came from.

However, despite his scary appearance, he did not speculate on Wu Gong's identity. After all, he did not know the leader of the Tiger Gang and never dealt with the Tiger Gang under normal circumstances.

Among the three major gangs in Jiangzhou City, he only knew of the Blood Brotherhood.

He took a deep breath. Because he hadn't replied yet, he saw the murderous intent flashing across Wu Gong's eyes. He was startled and looked around quickly. He pointed to a door in the distance and said, "Go in there. That's where my second uncle lives."

When he said this, he sighed in his heart: "Second Uncle, I can only apologize to you. There is nothing I can do..."

Hearing this, Wu Gong spread his senses and roughly checked the place he mentioned. Not long after, he turned around and nodded, saying, "Well, he didn't lie. The person we are looking for should be inside."

At this time, Zhao Boyan finally spoke the first words to Han Guishan: "Well, you can go."

"Yes!"

Han Guishan didn't dare to stay any longer. He hadn't thought about bargaining since he got on the carriage. The most important thing now was to save his life and continue to live. As for other things?

talk about it later!

Life is the most important thing!
So why would he be willing to stay longer?

When he heard Zhao Boyan say that he could leave, he turned around and was about to run.

But how could things end so simply?
The moment Han Guishan turned around, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his whole body froze in place as if frozen in an instant.

After a few seconds, he seemed to have just come to his senses and turned his head with difficulty, only to see that Wu Gong and the other two had already walked away.

There was a bloody hole on his neck and his throat was pierced by a sharp weapon.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Gong and others never thought of giving Han Guishan a chance to live.

"You...you are going back on your word..."

Han Guishan stammered out a few words intermittently, and all his strength was drained away. With a "thump", he fell to the ground powerlessly, without a sound.

It was already very late at night, and most people in Jiangzhou City had gone to bed, including Han Guishan's second uncle Han Wanhe, who was also a junior elder in the Lonely Guest Alliance.

Perhaps it was the death of his nephew that caused Han Wanhe, who had fallen asleep on the bed, to suddenly wake up and sit up abruptly as if he had been resurrected from the dead.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"It's okay, it's all a dream..."

The touch from the mask made him feel at ease.

Strangely enough, he hadn't had a dream for a long time, but tonight he suddenly started dreaming after only one hour of sleep, and it was a nightmare.

This nightmare was filled with painful and unbearable memories from his past, which made him feel as if his heart had suddenly fallen to the bottom.

At the same time, this dream seemed to be foreshadowing something, but the scenes in the dream were absurd and illogical, and he was unable to interpret any useful information.

Disturbed by the nightmare, Han Wanhe was no longer sleepy. He could only put on his clothes, open the door and look out at the dark yard.

A cool breeze blew across his face, making him feel cold in his heart.

He didn't know why.

The wind on this summer night should be cool, but at this moment it feels inexplicably creepy.

He thought about it, then smiled.

Maybe it was because of the nightmare, or maybe it was because it was still a summer night, but I couldn’t hear the cicadas.

It added a bit of dead silence.

"Liang! Liang! Xu Liang!"

He called out to his servants, but no one responded for a long time.

At first, Han Wanhe thought that his servant was lazy and fell asleep in the study, but then he felt something was wrong and sent out his senses to explore the surroundings. His brows suddenly frowned, but he said nothing. Instead, he turned around, put on some clothes, and then walked into the study without saying a word.

He strolled in the darkness as if he had noticed nothing, slowly came to the desk and sat down, and patiently lit a candle to provide some light in the study.

After doing all this, he looked up and forward, then said, "Come out, no need to hide."

His voice echoed in the empty courtyard, and he fell silent after that.

After waiting for a while, there was a movement outside the study room. A sturdy man with a very ferocious look strode in with a black ghost-head knife. This study room was like his own home. After entering, he did not ask Han Wanhe's opinion. He sat down on the chair next to him with a big knife. "You are..." Han Wanhe's face became solemn. He knew this person. Even if he didn't know him, he had heard of his name.

"The leader of the Tiger Gang, Wu Gong."

“It seems that Elder Han knows me.”

"Who in Jiangzhou City doesn't know the reputation of Gang Leader Wu?"

"Elder Han, you're too kind. Humph." Wu Gong snorted coldly, inserted the ghost-head knife in his hand into the ground, and shook his head.

At this time, another person walked in from outside the study. It was obviously a woman, Zhao Xiangtao.

Seeing her, Han Wanhe's expression became more solemn.

If it was just Wu Gong alone, he could still deal with it. He couldn't defeat Wu Gong, but at least he had a chance to escape.

He had never heard of this woman and knew nothing about her.

He had already reached the Qi Condensation Stage of the Consciousness Stage and could tell other people's cultivation levels to a certain extent, but Xiang Tao gave him a hazy feeling and he could not tell what her cultivation level was at all.

There are only two possibilities in this situation. First, the other party is carrying a magical weapon that can hide his cultivation level. Second, the other party's cultivation level is more than one small realm higher than yours!

He was more inclined to the latter. After all, the relationship between Wu Gong and this woman did not look like that of a superior and a subordinate.

Han Wanhe's mind started working quickly and he began to think.

Since Wu Gong appeared here, he must have come for He Jian Chu Yun. After all, the relationship between the Tiger Gang and He Jian Chu Yun is not shallow.

If that's the case, then this woman should be doing the same thing.

It is possible that he is from the Zhu family, but when did the Zhu family have such a guest?
The intelligence network of the Lonely Guest Alliance is no joke. Before Han Wanhe came to Jiangzhou City, he had already figured out the details of the four major families. A female retainer whose cultivation level is at least at the Identification Stage of Exorcism, and whose weapon is a giant sword without any work, such a person does not exist in the Zhu family, let alone the other three major families.

"Who are you?"

"You don't need to know." Zhao Xiangtao did not sit down like Wu Gong, but stood ten steps away from Han Wanhe, staring at him with cold eyes.

"I came here to remind you that you messed with someone you shouldn't mess with."

"Remind? Interesting, are you threatening me?"

"You can think so." Zhao Xiangtao's tone was as cold as her eyes. After she finished speaking, a faint spiritual energy lingered around her, and the might of the peak consciousness level directly pressed towards the other party.

Wu Gong hummed twice and also released his breath. His cultivation was the same as Zhao Xiangtao's, both at the peak of the consciousness level.

With the supply of elixirs from He Jianchuyun, Wu Gong was able to get rid of the dilemma of standing still and broke through to the stage of consciousness a long time ago.

"Hehe~" The auras of the two men crushed over like a huge wave, causing Han Guishan's breathing to stagnate for a moment, but after recovering from his shock, he sneered: "You two are indeed not ordinary people, but since you can come to my door, I think you know that I, Han Wanhe, am the Xuan elder of the Lonely Guest Alliance. Although I am only a minor elder, I also have a place in the Wandeng Pavilion. If you kill me, you two will also be targeted by the Lonely Guest Alliance."

"Peak of the Identification Level? You can show off in front of me, but among the thousands of assassins in the Lonely Alliance, you are nothing. That's all I have to say. If you two have the guts, you can take my head!"

Han Wanhe spoke in a firm tone, looking at the two men without any fear.

What he said was not false. The Lonely Guest Alliance was a very powerful force. Once targeted, even Zhu Jianqing, who was from the Zhu family, would be terrified.

In the Lonely Alliance, you will never receive an unfinished commission. Even if an assassin fails in a mission and is killed, there will be more assassins chasing you to the ends of the earth!

This is the most troublesome.

But although Han Wanhe's tone was so firm, he was actually afraid in his heart. After all, there were two powerful men at the peak of the consciousness level right in front of him. If one of them was a fool and really took action, he would die a very miserable death.

Even if the Lonely Alliance would send someone to avenge me if I died, what would be the point?
You have everything when you are alive, and you have nothing when you die.

Moreover, even if my revenge is achieved after I die, I won’t be able to see it!

Han Wanhe had spent most of his life to get this position of junior elder, and he couldn't just throw his life away like this.

He couldn't bear it!

So one of his hands had already pinched a jade talisman in an invisible place. This was his means of saving his life. Once Wu Gong and Xiang Tao were about to take action, he would immediately choose to escape and save his life at all costs.

Unfortunately, it was this thought that exposed him. Xiang Tao in front of him not only did not take it seriously, but sneered and said jokingly: "Really? Then why are your hands shaking, Elder Han?"

"What?" Han Wanhe was stunned and looked down. Then he realized that his right hand on the table was trembling slightly. Xiangtao's eyes were so sharp that she saw the clue at a glance.

Han Wanhe was silent now, and was about to say something, but Wu Gong suddenly stood up, pulled out the ghost-head knife from the ground, and strode towards him.

Apparently Xiang Tao had reminded him, and Wu Gong was preparing to put pressure on him.

"Since Elder Han said so! How about taking my blow!" After saying that, Wu Gong raised the ghost-head knife in his hand, and rich evil spirit and spiritual power began to attach to the blade!
"You..." Han Wanhe became anxious, but he didn't dare to take the knife.

Wu Gongshi knew the strength of the Breaking Pass Stage, and if he struck down with all his strength, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

So he did not dare to hesitate. He squeezed the jade talisman with his left hand and poured his spiritual energy into it, trying to open it up. But at the critical moment, a hand lightly patted his shoulder.

Although the force of this hand was very light, Han Wanhe felt as if he was struck by lightning and his whole body froze.

The moment the hand touched his shoulder, a powerful spiritual energy rushed into his body, penetrating his limbs and bones, forcibly sealing his cultivation in an extremely simple and crude way, and severing his connection with the jade talisman on the spot.

This spiritual energy was not only powerful, but also extremely pure, leaving Han Wanhe's spiritual power completely powerless to resist.

Realizing something, his face turned horrified.

Such a terrifying suppression force is no longer the power of a consciousness-level cultivator, but a spiritual-level one! The owner of the hand that patted his shoulder turned out to be a spiritual-level expert!
He wanted to turn around to see who was behind him, but as soon as he turned his head a little, he was turned back by the other party's spiritual power. Then, a magnetic male voice came from behind him, with an extremely cold tone.

"Don't look back."

"Who are you, sir?"

"It's not important." Bo Nian replied calmly, then looked at the table and said, "Brother Wu Gong, you leave first."

"..."

...(End of chapter)