C18 (1/2)

After Zhang Lin Xuan said this, he immediately thought of how he had ignored Murong Feng. So he said to Murong Feng, ”Brother Murong, you go first!”

After the four of them ordered tea and pastries, they sat at a table near the window and drank their tea. In order to stay awake, Cai had to keep drinking.

The other three were drinking tea, eating cakes and chatting with each other. Only Zhang Lin Xuan was standing off to the side, completely focused on looking out of the window. Occasionally, he would hear the sound of an artillery barrage that would cause him to stretch his neck out to look around.

When the other three saw him like this, they couldn't stop teasing him. In fact, even he didn't know why he always felt worried for Huang Jiahui even though he hadn't known her for long. As long as he met her gaze, his heart would pound wildly and his mind would be a mess. Especially when he saw her smiling face, his heart was filled with joy. If he didn't see her, he would feel like he was living a long life. He always hoped that in the next second, she would appear as a familiar figure.

At this moment, Huang'er had gotten a tattered coat from somewhere, and on her head was a tattered felt hat. She had a huge face, and she held a stick in her hand, and whenever she touched a beggar, she would ask, ”Brother, I want to find the owner of our territory. Do you know where he is?” ”All the beggars shook their heads.

She questioned all the beggars who were two kilometers away, but found nothing. Just as she was about to give up and return to the teahouse, she inadvertently discovered that she was being followed.

She calmed herself down and didn't walk far before seeing an alley in front of her. She pretended that nothing had happened as she walked into the alley and discovered that there were many forks in the word ”Well” in the alley. Thus, she walked for a distance before stopping. After confirming that her pursuer had caught up with her, she quickly turned left at a fork in the road.

The one following Huang'er was a middle-aged beggar. His eyes were bright and full of spirit. When he suddenly realized that he had not seen Huang'er, he quickly withdrew his legs and walked forward.

When he reached the fork in the road, he was stopped by Huang'er, who had been lying in ambush.

Huang'er walked up to him and asked, ”Why are you following me?”

The middle-aged beggar disdainfully replied, ”You've been asking us all over the streets to find out where the Linan Division is. Of course, I'm here to find out what exactly you want to do!”

Huang'er said, ”I've also just arrived at the precious location. I must find the organization first!”

The middle-aged beggar revealed a stiff smile and said, ”Lady really knows how to joke, you are not the disciple of the Beggar Gang, why would you look for some organization for no reason?!”

Huang'er was stunned for a moment, and then said: ”Hey, isn't this uncle of yours simple? ”How do you know I'm not from the gang!”

The middle-aged beggar snorted and said: ”If you were a disciple of my sect, would you dare to treat me like this?!”

Hearing his words, Huang'er looked him up and down and saw that the middle-aged beggar's clothes were in tatters, and his hair was dirty. He looked no different from an ordinary beggar, except that the cloth around his waist had a few more seams on it than the others.

Ever since Huang'er was young, she had heard her father, Huang Zhenglong, talk about the 'Beggar's Gang' and had forgotten about it. Thus, she silently counted the pockets of the middle-aged beggar. There were actually seven pockets.

Huang'er immediately understood. This person must be the Deputy Helmsman of the Beggar Gang at Lin An Branch!

Therefore, he hastily undid the middle-aged beggar's acupoints and apologized profusely, ”I was blind to not recognize Mt. Tai, please forgive me!”