Chapter 248: Disaster is coming

"How is it? Reply quickly."

The monastery was completely destroyed, and the underground palace lost its means of hearing.

Tongtianma did not come in person. Among the four heads of the Nine Gates, his cultivation level was the lowest, only at the fifth level.

After giving instructions to his subordinates, he returned to the top of the underground palace.

The younger brother replied from an empty yard three hundred steps away.

The Iron Scale Buddha died, and the Dice Heart Mother's life or death was unknown. The successive bad news was like two heavy hammers hitting us.

The God of Wealth and the Pegasus looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Iron Scale Buddha is very powerful, possesses the secret techniques of the Western Buddhist sect, and has built many Qingtan temples.

The Dice Girl has all kinds of hidden weapons and poisons, as well as impressive body skills.

The result of their cooperation was one death and one injury? The opponent's strength was so strong!

"Master Deng arrived and revealed his identity, but the other party did not back down and even...spoke wildly.

Someone has been sent to invite Master Deng, and he is sitting outside the courtyard of the temple."

I listened to the silence on the other end.

The servant was not surprised, he himself couldn't believe it.

Everyone in Fengjing knows Marquis Bowang, and his legitimate son is the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture!

How brave must that group of people be to wait there after committing murder and arson?

After more than ten breaths, a voice came from the other end, "Probe again."

"yes!"

At the top of Paradise, the two masters had gloomy expressions.

Would it be foolish to be able to capture Iron Scale Buddha and Dice Heart Lady in their territory?

A stranger, a reckless man? Neither of them was that naive.

The Marquis remains indifferent even after being invited out. Who is standing behind them?

"Let's go and leave Chengyuan." After pondering for a moment, the God of Wealth made a decision.

Chengyuan is a paradise built by Jiumen with great effort, especially this underground palace, which cost an untold amount of money.

But Tongtianma agreed with him and prepared for the worst while still having a chance.

"Okay." He stood up and walked behind the God of Wealth's head, and was about to push the wheelchair, but saw him waving his hand.

"You go by yourself. My disabled legs would be too conspicuous, and we need someone to guard the underground palace.

With you here, the Nine Gates still have hope of turning the tables."

"The boss!"

"That's not necessary. Maybe it was just a false alarm."

Tongtianma hesitated for a moment, then walked around to the front and bowed, "Take care, Boss."

The God of Wealth showed his signature kind smile and said, "Go ahead. Maybe the responsibility of the Nine Gates will fall on your shoulders."

Without further greetings, Tongtianma quickly left the Peak of Bliss.

The underground palace is interconnected in all directions. Except for the four leaders, the rest of the gang members have no idea of ​​the full picture.

Tongtianma never hesitated at every intersection, as if he had already thought of a retreat.

But he always had a gloomy face.

Old guy, even at this critical moment, he is still holding on to it.

The Jiumen Jinliutang was able to maintain its position as the number one underground force in Fengjing, but it was not enough to just provide luxurious enjoyment to the powerful or bribe officials in various circles.

Just the secrets of the powerful and influential that he knew were enough to bring about his downfall.

Tongtianma knew a long time ago that there was someone behind the old man, but he hid it very well and no clues have been found so far.

Who can defeat Iron Scale Buddha and Dice Heart Lady without any harm?

There are only four of them. Even if they were all at the fourth level, it would be hard for them to do it. So...

Would a force that could command the mighty ones in the Divine Martial Realm come after the four of them?

Tongtianma sneered in his heart, wondering if the person behind the skull of the God of Wealth had brought this misfortune upon him.

He said he entrusted the matter to the Nine Gates, but even now he is still unwilling to reveal any details about the situation.

Now that two of the four masters have passed away, Tongtianma can't help but imagine:

If the enemy is strong enough to break into the underground palace and take the skull of the God of Wealth, is there any heir more suitable than him?

The name Tongtianma is like a joke. He is just a broker who deals with the powerful and wealthy.

With the Nine Gates as his protection, the secrets he holds are weapons;

But once the umbrella of protection is lost, it will become a death warrant.

Should I stay in Fengjing to pursue my future, or stay away from here?

He couldn't make up his mind for a moment, but he still changed his route and went back to Jinxuetang to get some things before continuing to escape.

On the other side, the God of Wealth used the mechanism to seal off the Peak of Paradise after he left.

He opened the armrest of the wheelchair and took out a key of strange shape, then inserted it into the secret compartment of the round table. After twisting it, a slight sound of spring was heard, and then he waited quietly.

After about half a cup of tea, the gold brick in the corner suddenly sank.

As the winch started, a man jumped out from the ground.

He was wearing the clothes of the Nine Gates Gang, and his figure and face were ordinary. He was the type that would be difficult to notice in a crowd.

The God of Wealth immediately lowered his head and nodded as a greeting, "Manager Tang."

He nodded. "I've sent word that there's no need to panic. Seal off the underground palace and go up and take a look."

"yes."

Without knowing the other party's background, it would be very risky to show up at this time.

If anyone dared to kill Tielin Buddha, then naturally there was nothing he couldn't kill as the head of the clan.

But the God of Wealth didn't dare to refute at all, not even a word of questioning.

After the blockade was lifted, Manager Tang walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair out.

Tongtianma returned to his own territory, Jinxuetang. Time was running out and he had no time to change his appearance, so he just quickly changed into ordinary clothes.

Jin Xuetang had no place to listen, but he had set up a channel to transmit information, and he wrote a letter by hand to issue additional orders to his subordinates.

His elite gang members are all named "Ma". They are usually responsible for dealing with various powerful people and are all smooth-talking people.

If the Nine Gates are in trouble, Tongtianma doesn't know how many people he can still trust. However, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, so it's better to set up some false alarms.

If the person behind the God of Wealth's skull wants to find him, they can also leave clues.

After making hasty arrangements, Tongtianma had no more lingering feelings and went into the crisscross path without looking back.

After a cup of tea, he left the area covered by Chengyuan through a secret tunnel.

This is a warehouse on the edge of Langyinfang, close to the wall.

The area is not very large, after all, it is a place where every inch of land is valuable, and it is only used for the temporary storage of various goods.

Tongtianma came to the ground silently, and there was no light in the warehouse.

There are faint voices outside, probably the guards here.

Sensing the movement, Tongtianma actually breathed a sigh of relief.

He tiptoed to the other corner and moved the haystack with gentle movements, revealing a narrow wooden door underneath.

This is another underground passage, not exclusive to the Nine Gates.

It was located at the foot of the neighborhood wall and was usually used to smuggle some small contraband, and it could also allow people to pass through.

Tongtianma opened the wooden door and slowly walked in. He then used his true energy to move the haystack through the air to cover up the traces.

The tunnel was crudely built and narrow, so he could only move forward with his back bent. After about forty or fifty steps, he reached the end.

Above is the cellar of a winery, which belongs to the territory of Qiongguifang.

After feeling that there was nothing unusual, he carefully lifted the wooden board.

But just when it was half opened, a silver light flashed before my eyes.

The next moment, I felt a cold sensation on my neck...