The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South
The Death of Two Spies



He immediately respected as his distance with Qiao Feng grew closer. When he finished, he immediately gave a report.


"Chairman, it turns out that two of my friends were dead a while ago,"


"What?" Zhang Fei was quite surprised to hear that. Every spy who was watching him was at least a first-class swordsman. In addition, each of them also has its own expertise.


It seems, it is not an easy thing if you want to kill one spy.


But in reality, the two spies who had previously followed Zhang Fei were now found without lives. This proves that the enemy he will face later is a top class figure.


"Where did you find them?" zhang Fei asked back, after he had managed to take control of himself.


"I found them at two different points, Chairman,"


"Why did they die?"


"I don't know for sure. What is clear is that on each of the two bodies there were no sharp gun scars,"


Zhang Fei frowned. He was again astonished. In order to solve this problem, he immediately walked over and examined the two bodies.


He crouched down and began his examination. Zhang Fei glued his right and left palms to the two corpses. When the examination was over, he got back up.


"I discovered that each of their necks had penetrated at least three poisonous needles. This needle is very small. So that if less careful, anyone will not be able to see the mark. In addition, these two people also suffered severe internal injuries. It seems, the deep wound was produced by a melee that directly attacked the organ parts of the body,"


Zhang Fei gave the conclusion of his examination results. The spy was quite surprised. Now, he was beginning to understand why the deaths of the two were suspicious.


"Didn't you find any other evidence?" ask Zhang Fei further.


"I found this, Chief," the spy immediately took something out of his pocket. He directly gave it to Zhang Fei.


Apparently, that something was also a rag tear. It's just that the sign is different than before.


The emblem is not the head of the devil. Except the emblem of the Beggar Party.


"They want to mess with me" he muttered with a smile.


"I mean, Chairman Fei?" ask the spy while frowning.


"You know where the headquarters of the Beggar Party branch in this village is?" Zhang Fei instead turned back to ask regardless of the spy question earlier.


"At the end of this village, more precisely in the North,"


"good. I'm going there now. You take care of these two bodies. When you're done, you can follow me there,"


"The government will be implemented soon,"


"good. Remember that! Faster will be better,"


Zhang Fei immediately twisted the body. He approached the horse and climbed on his back to go to the Beggar Party Branch headquarters.


The distance from his place earlier to the branch headquarters was not too far away. Moreover, the village itself was not so big. Thus, in just a few moments, Zhang Fei could already arrive there.


He stopped right in front of the courtyard of a fairly large building. The page itself is broad. Outside the courtyard, there were about twenty beggars.


Without saying much, he immediately got off the horse's back and went inside.


Dozens of beggar party members instantly noticed him as Zhang Fei walked leisurely. Even though he knew he was being noticed, he didn't care about it at all.


"Sorry, who is this sir?" a member who was inside the building suddenly stopped his steps and immediately asked a question.


"I'm the Chairman of the World of Persilatan. I came here because I wanted to meet your leader,"


"Don't stop me. I have nothing to do with you,"


Regardless of the person again, he went deeper to look for the higher-ups there.


On the right side was a large room. Without even asking, Zhang Fei already knew that it must be a room the higher-ups said.


He opened the door without excuse. And it turned out to be true, in the room at that time there were about four parents who were sitting while having a wine party.


The four of them were shocked when they saw someone standing in the doorway. Yet again, before any of them spoke, Zhang Fei had already opened his mouth.


"I'm Zhang Fei, the current Head of the martial World. Came here to meet with the higher-ups of the Beggar Party Branch headquarters," saying so, not forgetting that he also displayed the Badge of the Just World Leader.


So inevitably, the four old men had to believe his words.


As quickly as possible they immediately stood up and saluted Zhang Fei. After he sat down and briefly paused, he immediately asked a question.


"When has this branch headquarters been established?" ask her directly with a serious face.


"A little more than five years ago, Chairman," replied one of the parents who was allegedly guarding as Branch Chairman.


"Hemm, pretty long too. Has the building been renovated?"


"As long as it hasn't been," he shook his head three times. "But as soon as possible, we're going to do that renovation,"


"Alright," Zhang Fei nodded. He asked again, "How many members are here?"


"Ah, not too much, Chief. Just twenty people,"


"Are they new?"


"No. They were people who had long since entered the Beggar Party section,"


Zhang Fei mustered the omen of understanding.


Meanwhile, the old man by his side immediately asked. "By the way, why is Chairman Fei asking this?"


"No, I just want to know. Can't it?" zhang Fei replied, drawing face.


"No courage, no courage. I don't mean ..."


"That's it," Zhang Fei cut his words while shaking his right hand. He then took out one of the wine jars available on the table. After that, both of his legs were also directly raised to the table.


The four old men showed expressions of displeasure with what Zhang Fei was doing. However, none of them dared to take action.


"Hemm .. do you know about the massacre that took place in this village?" zhang Fei asked after widely chugging the wine jar.


"The massacre in this village? We think, in this village nothing ever happened, Chief. Everything is going normally" replied the old man.


"Oh, so you don't know?"


"No,"


"Dearly enough. It happened about two or three days ago,"


"Oh, we are very sorry for not knowing this, Chairman," the old man exhaled heavily. His face looks sorry.


The atmosphere there suddenly turned silent. Everyone in the room, no one spoke.


They remained silent with their own thoughts.