After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

Only some old residents who are poor and have no money to buy a house are left, so they have no choice but to stay here.

This steamed stuffed bun shop is obviously deserted.

It's obviously a business that doesn't make any money.

When I inquired about it, the boss also said that he had been operating here for more than a year.

The imperial court's taxes are no joke, and they are not something you should pay if you don't want to.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoer guessed that this bun shop must be a secret and necessary contact point.

Maybe he belongs to the Jianghu people, maybe he belongs to the court, and more likely he belongs to Qingque Pavilion.

To be sure, this is no ordinary bun shop.

Chen Yu was eating happily and had to interrupt her.

Feng Xiaoer is very good at observing subtle changes in people's facial features.

At that time, as the bottom of Qingque Pavilion, spying on intelligence was a skill that must be learned.

So he was captured easily. When the boss saw that he was about to leave, something strange flashed in his eyes.

It seems that this game is directed at him.

"Stop eating it, Chen Yu!"

She looked darkly and said to Chen Yu.

It's a pity it's too late.

Chen Yu's facial features became obviously painful, and the meat buns in his mouth spat out.

Then blood spurted out from all seven orifices, including the nose, eyes, mouth, and even ears!

This bun is poisonous!

Thanks to Xiao Qi, I can always enjoy delicacies in the Admiral's Mansion.

Even if they are hungry, Feng Xiaoer and Xiao Yao will not choose to eat common people's steamed buns here.

Only Chen Yu ate it alone.

She was the only one who was poisoned!

Oops!

Feng Xiaoer was not sure whether this contact point was Qingque Pavilion, and he did not bring any weapons today.

Fortunately, I had the Jinchuang Medicine and Jiedu Pills with me, which were necessary for walking around the world. I quickly gave Chen Yu one to show off, and his life should be safe. I wanted to leave, but it was too late.

When I got up, I was surrounded by people!
When you squint your eyes, you will see that they are all masters of the martial arts world, and their martial arts skills are extraordinary!
The owner of the bun shop looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that this countless gold fell into our hands today! I have been running a bun shop here for nearly a year, and finally I took the initiative to deliver a big fish to my door. On my lips. Very good, very good!"

Xiao Yao tremblingly hugged the slightly confused Chen Yu and looked at the group of people warily.

Some of them were dressed as merchants, some were soldiers in military uniforms, some were scholars in Confucian robes, and some looked like hunters... They had different costumes and different expressions.

There were more men and women, old and young, but they all had the same swords in their hands, and they were all pointed at Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer, who was surrounded, did not show any fear.

Wangshu, one of the most famous swordsmen in the world, is not around either.

As a last resort, he pulled off the long hairpin from his bun and used it as a weapon.

"Eleven of Qingque Pavilion, you have nowhere to escape! Don't blame us for killing you. You became famous when you were fourteen, and countless innocent souls died at your hands. Now, you are being pursued in the world. Killing order. We people are just greedy for money. We also want to ask for an explanation on behalf of the innocent souls who died under your sword."

A man dressed as a military general with a scar on his face raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Feng Xiaoer.

A cold and sarcastic smile appeared on Feng Xiaoer's face: "I once heard that General Su was unparalleled in bravery. Every time he broke a city, he would massacre it for three days. He killed countless innocent souls and later made himself king. As the old saying goes, when marching to fight, food and grass go first. It's a pity that you only know how to fight and don't understand economics. So far, your soldiers have fled due to hunger, and finally ended up as a mere grass bandit. Alas, things are unpredictable... It seems that you are chasing me today because you want to use them. Are you offering a reward of gold to revive the military spirit?"

Feng Xiaoer was an intelligence officer, so he naturally knew where this scarred man came from.

He couldn't help but ridicule him as a prisoner of the imperial court and could not see the light of day. They are also brave and incompetent!

Sure enough, the scarred man was so angry by the words that he was about to speak out. A woman in blue beside him waved her folding fan and said softly: "Humph, on the 11th, if you know the current affairs, you will be captured; otherwise, we knights in the world will take action." Come on, it’s enough for you to drink a pot!”

"Of course I know that you are all famous knights in the world." Feng Xiaoer said calmly, holding the hairpin tightly in his hand, "But, I don't know if you have heard about the number one killer of Qingque Pavilion who also uses folding fans as weapons. Jade-faced scholar? What a pity, he has died by my sword."

After he finished speaking, the long hairpin pointed directly at the woman in blue. His eyes were piercing, and seemed to be colder and sharper than the sword in his hand.

The woman had killed countless people under the fan, but now facing such a look, she couldn't help but feel frightened.

Everyone around him couldn't help but clenched the weapons in their hands, and they were all on guard against the world-famous female assassin, Eleven.

The man who looked like a businessman took off the soft whip from his waist. Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm and the long whip flew out quickly, hitting Feng Xiaoer directly!
"Ma'am, be careful!" Xiaoyao couldn't help shouting worriedly!

"Come together! Share the gold together!"

Someone yelled, and then several people took action, their weapons flashed with cold light, and they all stabbed Feng Xiaoer's body.

Although Feng Xiaoer's internal strength is only 20%, her movements are still agile.

She leaned to one side to avoid the sharp swing of the whip. She raised her left hand and grabbed the long whip wrapped around her back. She quickly turned her body and with her hand, the merchant-like man was pulled close and hit hard. On the scarred man's knife.