282 Frame-up (2/2)

Boss Mo's home was very old and shabby, which didn't match the money he earned from those lectures. Gu Shenwei knocked on the door but had no response. The neighbor said that Boss Mo went out early. ”Everyone, as long as they have sabers, had gone to catch the Dragon King.”

Gu Shenwei returned to Fortune Tavern, where a group of machetemen was enthusiastically discussing the reasons why the Dragon King killed the Saint.

”The Dragon King became infuriated, then he killed everyone in his sight.”

”The Dragon King doesn't like machetemen. He must be challenging all the machetemen in Jade City. Um, and the Four Truths Temple as well. The Dragon King certainly doesn't like monks either.”

”Could it be that the people of Stop Kills Society offended the Dragon King, so the Dragon King took out his frustrations on the saint monk?”

”Then he should go to the Joy Pavilion first. The saint monk was the guardian of the Stop Kills Society. The Joy Pavilion has the real power.”

While everyone was gossiping enthusiastically, a horrifying cry suddenly came from outside. ”The Dragon King is killing someone, he is killing someone!”

More than a dozen machetemen pulled out their sabers and rushed out of the tavern. Gu Shenwei was mixed in with them.

There was a corpse lying on the street, and the pedestrians stayed far away from it. The screams were coming from two young scraggy machetemen who depressingly stood beside the corpse.

”Where is the Dragon King?” a middle-aged macheteman asked.

”I...I don't know,” a thin macheteman trembled as he replied. ”He ran away after he killed this man.”

”Did you see the Dragon King?”

”No... no, he attacked in the dark.”

The middle-aged macheteman frowned, put away his saber and flipped the corpse over.

It was Boss Mo. His mouth was full of white foam, and his face was ghastly pale.

”It was not the Dragon King. He was killed by poison.”

”Then it must be the Dragon King. He must have poisoned Boss Mo.” The thin macheteman adhered to his opinion and said it with absolute certainty.

The middle-aged swordsman did not refute it. He did not know who was the real murderer. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him and Boss Mo was not his friend.

Then another macheteman screamed in a panic, ”Look, it's the Dragon King's banner!”

Everyone turned back and didn't know when a black flag was erected on the roof of Fortune Tavern. The bloodstain on it could be seen clearly.

The manager of the tavern collapsed on the street. ”Why me? I didn't offend the Dragon King! I've never said anything bad!”

The people on the street stared at the ominous flag, and no one had noticed that an ordinary macheteman suddenly turned around and ran into the nearby alley at an incredible speed.

Gu Shenwei saw that the person who raised the flag was a masked man. But when he chased him into the alley, he lost sight of that man. Several pedestrians were looking at the black blood flag above the tavern in horror. It seemed that they did not notice any masked man running past them.

In order to find Boss Mo at the tavern, Gu Shenwei had traveled around the surrounding area once, so he was familiar with the nearby streets and alleyways. He considered it for a while, and then immediately turned around and ran toward the streets ahead at the fastest speed. He hurdled over a number of walls. He must capture the person who raised the flag.

He soon came to a narrow alley, and could not see even anyone in this empty space. It was the quietest place in this district. His intuition told him that the person who raised that flag would escape from here.

He recalled those masked women who had saved people yesterday. They had fled to a few streets away by the tunnel and had succeeded in escaping from Golden Roc Fort's encirclement. This man was likely to repeat the same tactic.

Gu Shenwei stood on a high wall over the alley, where he could see the front and the back.

A man walked out of a nearby yard. He was dressed like an ordinary macheteman, but he looked around as soon as he came out. Clearly, he did not want to attract any attention.

The man walked toward Gu Shenwei's direction. Gu Shenwei suddenly jumped off the high wall and placed his saber on this man's neck.

The man was thoroughly shocked. His hand had already held the handle of his saber, but he slowly released his grip. ”You have confused me for someone else, your lordship.”

”No, it's definitely you.” Gu Shenwei used his saber to force the man to lean against the wall. ”Who made you raise the Black Blood Flag?”

”What Black Blood Flag...” The man pretended to be confused, but his performance was overdone. The Black Blood Flag was well known in Jade City. Upon realizing this, he immediately changed his words, ”Oh, you mean the Dragon King Flag. You must be mistaken. When I came out... ”

Gu Shenwei exerted a little more pressure on the blade.

There was more and more fear in the eyes of this man. ”You, you...” He said a number of ”you” and suddenly his eyes violently opened, his limbs twitched, and his mouth began to foam.

Gu Shenwei removed his saber and the man slowly fell to the ground as he died.

Another one.

The Dragon King's first stalker also poisoned himself just like this. These two people were obviously timid, but they were not afraid to end their lives. Gu Shenwei once again thought that the forces behind them must be very formidable.

He felt more and more anxious. There was a net in the darkness, and he was getting closer and closer. However, he had no lead. He had too many enemies to identify which was the real target.

It must be the New Moon Hal l, he thought. This gang of women was the best at evil secrets. But what would they gain from posing as the Dragon King? The Dragon King was already the enemy of the Golden Roc Fort, so there was no need to sow discord between these two sides.

Gu Shenwei walked out of the alley with his saber. He wanted to kill the first person he bumps into so that he could lighten his mood.

The first one he met was a child. He was only five or six years old, with a baked roll in his right hand and snot on his lips. Though he saw the killer holding the saber, he was not afraid. He then raised his left hand toward the sky and turned around several times, excitedly cried, ”Flags, flags are everywhere.”

Gu Shenwei jumped several times and came to the top of a nearby rooftop. Many people, like him, stood on high places and were horrified at the sight.

Looking around, the entire South City was filled with Black Blood Flags, with a total number of not less than one hundred. They were like the giant ravens which rested on a corpse that was going to rot.