Soon after.
A military vehicle led the way. Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui sat behind the seats, while Deputy Zhang drove. The group rushed towards Er Yuehong's theater.
In the car, Zhang Qishan was resting with his eyes closed. For a moment, the car fell silent.
Qi Tiezui saw Zhang Qishan resting with his eyes closed, so he didn't disturb him.
After all, as the highest-ranking officer of Changsha City, he cared about the safety of the people of Changsha City. It was not easy for him to be out and about for a day.
Looking at the buildings of the Republic of China outside the car, it seemed as if it was only yesterday. He fell into deep thought.
He was planning for the future.
After all, this was the Republic of China, and war was constant. Without powerful strength, it was impossible to survive.
Only by being strong enough could he protect himself and the things he loved.
With his current strength and ability, he could not survive well in this chaotic world.
Therefore, he was very eager to increase his strength as soon as possible.
While Qi Tie was deep in thought, the car slowly stopped at the entrance of a theater.
The lively shouts outside also pulled Qi Tie back from his thoughts.
"Lord Zeng, we've arrived."
Adjutant Zhang got off the car and opened the door for Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui.
"Mm... Have we arrived?"
"Eighth Master, let's go and listen to Second Master sing. It's been a long time since I've heard Second Master sing.”
Zhang Qishan opened his eyes, stretched his body, and said to Qi Tie in a bright voice.
"Second Master's acting is really good. I'm afraid there's no other opera singer in Changsha that can sing better than Er Yue.”
Qi Tiexui got out of the car and stretched. He squinted his eyes and looked at the theater.
At this moment, the show had already begun. Many people wanted to enter, but they were stopped.
One had to know that Er Yue Hong's theater had its own rules. As long as the show started, no one was allowed to enter.
If Zhang Qishan and Er Yuehong were not brothers who had gone through life and death, they would have given face to Lord Zeng. Otherwise, even a figure like Lord Zeng would have been stopped.
There were three people in the group. When the guard at the door saw that it was Lord Zeng, he immediately made way and entered the theater without any obstruction.
When they entered the theater, it was already filled with people.
One could see how famous Er Yue Hong was in Changsha City.
When Zhang Qishan appeared in the theater, it naturally attracted many people's attention. Who was Zhang Qishan? He was the highest-ranking officer in Changsha City, an existence that could cover the sky with one hand.
The butler of the theater also noticed Zhang Qishan and quickly walked up to him.
"Lord Zeng, please come this way.”
Lord Zeng always had his own place in the theater.
Under the guidance of the theater butler, they sat down at the best spot in the theater.
The butler poured tea for Zhang Qishan and Qi Tie before retreating to the side.
Deputy Zhang stood behind Zhang Qishan, paying attention to the scene at all times, eliminating all potential dangers and protecting Zhang Qishan.
On the stage, Er Yue Hong was dressed in his costume as he sang leisurely. A piece of opera slowly spread out.
"You don't have to say. Second Master's acting is really good.”
Qi Tie, who was sitting below the stage, was also intoxicated by Er Yue Hong's opera voice and could not help but clap his hands and exclaim.
"That's right. Second Master is not only good at entering tombs, but he's also good at singing in Changsha.”Zhang Qishan was also listening quietly and with interest. For his Second Master's opera, it was absolutely superb!
Just as everyone was listening quietly, a burly man in gorgeous clothes shouted from the seat beside them.
"What kind of rubbish opera is this? This was for women to see. It was really boring.”
"Is this the strength of a famous star in Changsha? It's not that great. Compared to our Great Northwest, it's really far inferior.”
"Pfft, what kind of rubbish tea is this? Is this for people to drink?”
"I heard that the most famous show here is the Flower Drum Show? Come on stage, give me a performance. If you can make me happy, I'll reward you. If you can't sing well, I'll smash your theater.”
That man was extremely arrogant. He placed his feet on the stool and pointed at Er Yue Hong on the stage as he shouted.
When the guests beside him saw this, they were also frightened and did not dare to make a sound.
At this moment, Er Yue Hong also stopped when he saw the man who was causing trouble.
Seeing this, Zhang Qishan stood up and walked over, sitting down beside the man.
Qi Tiezui and Adjutant Zhang also followed after him.
"Who are you? Can't you see that this is my seat? Get lost."
When the man saw the person sitting in his seat, he couldn't help but shout at Zhang Qishan.
"You're courting death. Get lost!"
Adjutant Zhang took out his gun and pointed it at the man's head. Then, he kicked him to the ground.
The man looked at the gun in Deputy Zhang's hand and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly got up and walked out of the theater.
"What is it?"
When the man walked out of the door, his eyes became vicious. He took out a blow needle from his pocket and turned around to blow at Zhang Qishan.
This was a poisonous needle. As long as one was hit, they would die without a doubt.
At the moment when the Thousand Army launched its attack, Qi Tie's mouth was focused, and his ears twitched. He stood up and caught the poisonous needle with two fingers.
"Lord Zeng, I'm sorry. It's all my fault.”
Adjutant Zhang also reacted at this time and apologized to Zhang Qishan with lingering fear.
"Lord Eight, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, Lord Zeng would have confessed.”
After that, Adjutant Zhang thanked Qi Tie with utmost gratitude.
"Deputy Zhang, do you think that with Lord Zeng's skills, this little poisonous needle can hurt Lord Zeng?”
Qi Tie glanced at Zhang Qishan who was calm and nonchalant, then looked at Deputy Zhang and asked.
In fact, Zhang Qishan had already noticed the man's movements. He didn't make a move because he wanted to test Qi Tiexui's skills.
This test shocked Zhang Qishan.
To be able to catch this poisonous needle with two fingers so easily, it could be seen that Qi Tiezui's skills were not simple!
Zhang Qishan looked at Qi Tie's mouth and thought.
"Looks like Lord Myna has really been working hard on his martial arts recently!”
Qi Tiezui was Zhang Qishan's good friend. Seeing his good friend's skills, Zhang Qishan was sincerely happy for Qi Tiezui.
After all, they were all members of the Nine Gates and often had to enter the tomb. Without any skills, it would be extremely dangerous.
He couldn't protect Qi Tiexui all the time.
"Lord Eight is right. Lord Zeng is very skilled.”Adjutant Zhang heard Qi Tie's words and felt that he was making a fuss. Indeed, with Lord Zeng's ability, this little poisonous needle could not hurt him at all.
Er Yue Hong, who was on the stage, also noticed the danger on Zhang Qishan's side. He wanted to make a move, but the distance was too far.
Seeing Qi Tie take the poison needle, he let out a sigh of relief.
When the man saw that the poison needle he blew out was caught by someone, he ran out in fear.
"Adjutant, find out which province this person is from and make sure he never leaves Changsha.”
At this moment, Zhang Qishan was really angry. Someone actually dared to assassinate him in his territory. He could not be forgiven.
Soon after.
A military vehicle led the way. Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui sat behind the seats, while Deputy Zhang drove. The group rushed towards Er Yuehong's theater.
In the car, Zhang Qishan was resting with his eyes closed. For a moment, the car fell silent.
Qi Tiezui saw Zhang Qishan resting with his eyes closed, so he didn't disturb him.
After all, as the highest-ranking officer of Changsha City, he cared about the safety of the people of Changsha City. It was not easy for him to be out and about for a day.
Looking at the buildings of the Republic of China outside the car, it seemed as if it was only yesterday. He fell into deep thought.
He was planning for the future.
After all, this was the Republic of China, and war was constant. Without powerful strength, it was impossible to survive.
Only by being strong enough could he protect himself and the things he loved.
With his current strength and ability, he could not survive well in this chaotic world.
Therefore, he was very eager to increase his strength as soon as possible.
While Qi Tie was deep in thought, the car slowly stopped at the entrance of a theater.
The lively shouts outside also pulled Qi Tie back from his thoughts.
"Lord Zeng, we've arrived."
Adjutant Zhang got off the car and opened the door for Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui.
"Mm... Have we arrived?"
"Eighth Master, let's go and listen to Second Master sing. It's been a long time since I've heard Second Master sing.”
Zhang Qishan opened his eyes, stretched his body, and said to Qi Tie in a bright voice.
"Second Master's acting is really good. I'm afraid there's no other opera singer in Changsha that can sing better than Er Yue.”
Qi Tiexui got out of the car and stretched. He squinted his eyes and looked at the theater.
At this moment, the show had already begun. Many people wanted to enter, but they were stopped.
One had to know that Er Yue Hong's theater had its own rules. As long as the show started, no one was allowed to enter.
If Zhang Qishan and Er Yuehong were not brothers who had gone through life and death, they would have given face to Lord Zeng. Otherwise, even a figure like Lord Zeng would have been stopped.
There were three people in the group. When the guard at the door saw that it was Lord Zeng, he immediately made way and entered the theater without any obstruction.
When they entered the theater, it was already filled with people.
One could see how famous Er Yue Hong was in Changsha City.
When Zhang Qishan appeared in the theater, it naturally attracted many people's attention. Who was Zhang Qishan? He was the highest-ranking officer in Changsha City, an existence that could cover the sky with one hand.
The butler of the theater also noticed Zhang Qishan and quickly walked up to him.
"Lord Zeng, please come this way.”
Lord Zeng always had his own place in the theater.
Under the guidance of the theater butler, they sat down at the best spot in the theater.
The butler poured tea for Zhang Qishan and Qi Tie before retreating to the side.
Deputy Zhang stood behind Zhang Qishan, paying attention to the scene at all times, eliminating all potential dangers and protecting Zhang Qishan.
On the stage, Er Yue Hong was dressed in his costume as he sang leisurely. A piece of opera slowly spread out.
"You don't have to say. Second Master's acting is really good.”
Qi Tie, who was sitting below the stage, was also intoxicated by Er Yue Hong's opera voice and could not help but clap his hands and exclaim.
"That's right. Second Master is not only good at entering tombs, but he's also good at singing in Changsha.”Zhang Qishan was also listening quietly and with interest. For his Second Master's opera, it was absolutely superb!
Just as everyone was listening quietly, a burly man in gorgeous clothes shouted from the seat beside them.
"What kind of rubbish opera is this? This was for women to see. It was really boring.”
"Is this the strength of a famous star in Changsha? It's not that great. Compared to our Great Northwest, it's really far inferior.”
"Pfft, what kind of rubbish tea is this? Is this for people to drink?”
"I heard that the most famous show here is the Flower Drum Show? Come on stage, give me a performance. If you can make me happy, I'll reward you. If you can't sing well, I'll smash your theater.”
That man was extremely arrogant. He placed his feet on the stool and pointed at Er Yue Hong on the stage as he shouted.
When the guests beside him saw this, they were also frightened and did not dare to make a sound.
At this moment, Er Yue Hong also stopped when he saw the man who was causing trouble.
Seeing this, Zhang Qishan stood up and walked over, sitting down beside the man.
Qi Tiezui and Adjutant Zhang also followed after him.
"Who are you? Can't you see that this is my seat? Get lost."
When the man saw the person sitting in his seat, he couldn't help but shout at Zhang Qishan.
"You're courting death. Get lost!"
Adjutant Zhang took out his gun and pointed it at the man's head. Then, he kicked him to the ground.
The man looked at the gun in Deputy Zhang's hand and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly got up and walked out of the theater.
"What is it?"
When the man walked out of the door, his eyes became vicious. He took out a blow needle from his pocket and turned around to blow at Zhang Qishan.
This was a poisonous needle. As long as one was hit, they would die without a doubt.
At the moment when the Thousand Army launched its attack, Qi Tie's mouth was focused, and his ears twitched. He stood up and caught the poisonous needle with two fingers.
"Lord Zeng, I'm sorry. It's all my fault.”
Adjutant Zhang also reacted at this time and apologized to Zhang Qishan with lingering fear.
"Lord Eight, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, Lord Zeng would have confessed.”
After that, Adjutant Zhang thanked Qi Tie with utmost gratitude.
"Deputy Zhang, do you think that with Lord Zeng's skills, this little poisonous needle can hurt Lord Zeng?”
Qi Tie glanced at Zhang Qishan who was calm and nonchalant, then looked at Deputy Zhang and asked.
In fact, Zhang Qishan had already noticed the man's movements. He didn't make a move because he wanted to test Qi Tiexui's skills.
This test shocked Zhang Qishan.
To be able to catch this poisonous needle with two fingers so easily, it could be seen that Qi Tiezui's skills were not simple!
Zhang Qishan looked at Qi Tie's mouth and thought.
"Looks like Lord Myna has really been working hard on his martial arts recently!”
Qi Tiezui was Zhang Qishan's good friend. Seeing his good friend's skills, Zhang Qishan was sincerely happy for Qi Tiezui.
After all, they were all members of the Nine Gates and often had to enter the tomb. Without any skills, it would be extremely dangerous.
He couldn't protect Qi Tiexui all the time.
"Lord Eight is right. Lord Zeng is very skilled.”Adjutant Zhang heard Qi Tie's words and felt that he was making a fuss. Indeed, with Lord Zeng's ability, this little poisonous needle could not hurt him at all.
Er Yue Hong, who was on the stage, also noticed the danger on Zhang Qishan's side. He wanted to make a move, but the distance was too far.
Seeing Qi Tie take the poison needle, he let out a sigh of relief.
When the man saw that the poison needle he blew out was caught by someone, he ran out in fear.
"Adjutant, find out which province this person is from and make sure he never leaves Changsha.”
At this moment, Zhang Qishan was really angry. His face was expressionless, but his eyes became extremely sharp. Someone actually dared to assassinate him in his territory. He could not be forgiven.
There was only one outcome-death!
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