Chapter 803: Bright leader

Chapter 803: Bright leader

  Chapter 803 Bright Leader

"I do not believe!"

  Qin Lang dismissed the unanimous statement of these people. How could the leader who engaged in assassination assassinate commit suicide in the end?

He has always looked down on those **** sticks who use religious beliefs. These are shameless people, but a leader has set up an assassin organization Eagle's Nest, who specializes in secretly hurting people, and even kidnapping and extorting people. It is absolutely selfish Selfish and insidious villain.

   Such a person, at the last moment, can give up his life and be burned alive in the fire?

This is impossible.

   "It's already fish on the chopping board, and you're still playing tricks with me, hmph."

  Qin Lang waved his hand, so Qin Yong immediately stepped forward and smashed a kneeling congregation with a silver hammer.

  Brains splattered.

  Bai Mei was next to him, his face was splashed, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

  Master Sledgehammer swung his silver hammer a few times in the rain, shook off the red and white things on it, and walked to the next kneeling congregation.

   "I'll give you a chance, tell me, where is the white-browed old dog?"

  The congregation trembled violently, but they still refused to utter a word.

"madness!"

  Qin picked up the hammer and swung it. With a bang, another head burst.

   A congregation shouted.

   "You promised to let us go!"

Qin Lang sat under the smoky porch, looked at the frightened bearded man in the rain, and said disdainfully, "It is said that assassins can only hurt people secretly, but I didn't expect you to only think about things with your butt. It was you who first You are playing tricks with Lao Tzu, I asked you to come out and explain clearly, but in the end you played this trick with Lao Tzu, isn't it fun?"

   He snapped his fingers.

  Qin Yong swung the hammer again, killing another one.

  Puting people to death one by one by name is very frightening. People’s fear increases little by little, and finally breaks through their psychological endurance.

"Whoever can tell the whereabouts of Baimei, or just tell me a manor or a stronghold, I can save him from death, and tell him one more stronghold, I can let him live one more life. I, Qin Lang, keep my word, Don’t miss the opportunity, the time will never come again. A stronghold or manor, only the first person to confess will be rewarded.”

  Bai Mei shouted, "I am willing to confess, I know that there is a cottage for training assassins in Luofu Mountain."

  Qin Lang glanced at the man lying in the rain, with black beard and hair, a little inconspicuous, he seemed to be a Persian.

   "Write it down, if it is true after verification, you will get the reward you deserve."

  After Bai Mei opened his head, the people kneeling on the ground also began to confess, one confessed to an assassin training base, the other confessed to a Guangming Church manor...

   "Is there any more? The more you confess, the richer the reward will be!"

   "I've told you everything I know." Bai Mei said cautiously.

   "Really no more? Think again?"

   "It's really gone."

  Qin Lang sneered twice and snapped his fingers.

   "Since you don't know anything, what's the use of keeping you, kill them all!"

  The pro-army stepped forward, stabbed one by one, and several corpses were separated immediately, blood flowed all over the ground, and the ground was stained red with the rain.

   "You don't count your words?"

  Bai Mei didn't expect Qin Lang to behave like this.

   "It doesn't matter to you group of people, it's useless!" Qin Lang disdainfully. "I know that Baimei must be hiding among you people. Since you all refuse to identify him, then you should all be damned. I'm too lazy to look for them one by one. I just kill them together. There will be no mistakes."

   Someone panicked.

   "I'm thinking of an Illuminati stronghold again!"

   "I think of one too."

   "I remembered two more."

   "I know where a treasure of the Illuminati Cult is hidden!"

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   People who are good at creating fear may not necessarily be free from fear.

  Qin Lang gave these people a second chance, and asked someone to take them down, interrogate them individually, interrogate carefully, and squeeze out everyone's identity and all the useful information they know.

  In heavy rain.

   One by one, people's memory improved, and one by one they were taken away.

   In the end, there was no one left in the rain.

   "Sanlang is quite capable of scaring people." Cheng Chumo laughed when he saw this.

"Since Baimei is here, it must be one of those people. Show me all of them. I put on the handcuffs and anklets, and then put them in the prison car with strict guards. Don't let any one go away. Except for Baimei, and many of them are high-level members of the Guangming Cult, and it was hard to catch them this time, so we must come up with some useful information."

   "Where's Wei Baoluan?"

"When we rescued him, his face turned pale with fright, and he still smelled like urine. He has **** in urine several times, he is really a fool." Yuchi Baolin is a two hundred and five like his father. In front of everyone, he is like this Evaluate Wei Baoluan.

   "Don't say that, Duke Wei is a civil servant after all." Qin Lang smiled. "Go and ask Duke Wei, did he see Baimei after he was attacked?"

  Wei Baoluan was taking a bath, staying in the tub and he had no face to come out to meet people. When faced with questioning, he firmly refused to admit that he had any contact with Baimei, and even denied that he had exchanged a word with the thief after being kidnapped.

  Anyway, he's a victim, he doesn't know anything, none of this has anything to do with him, he's just a victim.

   "This guy must know something." Ah Huang said.

  Qin Lang didn't care.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. The important thing is to dig out the strongholds of the Illuminati and the Eagle's Nest, and then wipe them out one by one. It doesn't matter if Baimei is not found in the end. At worst, let him mix with those people and kill them together in the end." That's right."

   "That man is so stupid, he dared to provoke Saburo."

  Qin Lang smiled, "The last thing Baimei should do is threaten me. If he gives me a hundred thousand guan, I might really be willing to make him a friend!"

  The rain is still falling, and the torrential rain is pouring down like a galaxy collapsing.

   "If a stronghold is found out, one will be wiped out immediately. No matter which Hu businessman has a relationship with them, I will not spare them lightly. Check it out for me, and check it hard."

   "Saburo is not afraid that Guangzhou will become an airport?"

"What am I afraid of? As long as there is money to be made, even if all the foreigners in Guangzhou are dead, more foreign merchants will come soon. Merchants are after profits, and as long as the profits are sufficient, they are willing to take risks. "

  We must know that salt tax was extremely high in the late Tang Dynasty in history, and salt smuggling became a huge profiteering industry. Countless people took risks to smuggle salt.

  Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao, the two grass army leaders in the late Tang Dynasty, were private salt dealers, while Zhu Wen, Wang Jian, Qian Liu, Yang Xingmi and other princes of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, many of them started as private salt dealers in the late Tang Dynasty.

   Driven by huge profits, beheading is nothing at all, and many people are willing to exchange their lives for money.

  Maritime business is a life-and-death business at sea.

   Hu merchants have operated in Guangzhou for hundreds of years, and Eagle King has established business in Guangzhou for 30 years. Now Qin Lang wants to set him up.

  Ah Huang chuckled a few times, and said to Qin Yong, "It's okay to be smelly in Guangzhou. Why don't we at Taiping Port just take this opportunity to attract Hu merchants and overtake on the curve."

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   The rain stopped.

  Dugu Yanyun came over with a piece of paper, which was filled with dense writing, all of which were confessed by those people, including strongholds, manors, and money warehouses.

  Even though the Eagle King could train countless assassins who were not afraid of death, in the end, an apologist in his church betrayed him.

  Although the man has a very high status in the teaching, he is one of the four guardians of the teachings who are second only to the left and right light ambassadors.

   But the position is high, after all, he is reluctant to die easily.

  He was like a drowning man grabbing a straw. After he confessed everything he could, he had no choice but to confess Baimei.

   "You are an old dog with white eyebrows, but your eyebrows are not white either. You don't look like a person over a hundred years old!"

  Qin Lang looked at the guy who was brought up.

  The dharma king next to him who confessed his white eyebrows quickly explained that in fact, Hassan, who went south from Sa Mojian, was one of the four masters who left. At that time, the four masters left and went south, and they were called the four saints.

  Hassan, one of the Four Saints, later had differences with others, and finally continued to move eastward.

  He died of illness in the Lion Kingdom (Sri Lanka), and his disciple Assassin inherited his will and continued to preach to the East. It was this Assassin who established the Eagle's Nest, trained assassins, and carried out assassinations.

   By virtue of assassinating opponents for Arab, Persian and other Hu merchants, he gained a firm foothold in the East and gained the trust of many Hu merchants. He finally came to Guangzhou.

  In order to gain the trust of more people, Assassin lied that he was Hassan, one of the Four Saints who ran away from Kang Ju.

  The sect of light grew rapidly under Assassin's hands. He built churches of light everywhere, secretly trained assassins, and amassed wealth.

   It was he who led Asang's Illuminati religion astray.

   Assassin became the underground king on the sea spice road, but Assassin did not live long, he died a few years ago.

  After his death, his son Al Mualim succeeded him as the leader of the light. Like his father, he continued to call himself the sage Asan to the outside world.

   And covered himself with a white eyebrow mask and black robe, making outsiders mistakenly think that Hassan lived for more than a hundred years, but in fact this is already Hassan III.

  The ability of the third generation is far worse than that of the second generation, but people are greedy. In fact, there have been some differences and struggles within the Church of Light.

  The Dharma king who betrayed the third king was an old man when he was the second king, and he was not in harmony with the second king at ordinary times.

   At a critical moment, of course, the dead fellows should not die.

   "Al Mualim? Tell me, why did you come to provoke and threaten me when the truth first arrived in Guangzhou?"

The third generation whose true face was revealed looked a little ashamed, "Before you arrived in Guangzhou, someone paid 100,000 yuan to solve you. Later, many people also paid and asked Eagle Nest to help you. One hundred thousand coins."

  Qin Lang was surprised.

   There are really so many generous people.

   "Tell me those names, and I only got 100,000 guan of the 500,000 guan that you received, and I want the remaining 400,000 guan." Qin Lang said.

   III gritted his teeth, "Can you spare my life?"

   "Looking at your performance, if I am satisfied with what you can explain, it is not impossible to spare your life!"

  (end of this chapter)