The four of them got together and discussed for a long time. Finally, the boss Huang Zhonggong said: "Third brother, fourth brother. Do you have any other ideas? If not, just listen to the second brother."

"I didn't, just listen to my second brother." "I didn't either."

"Okay, let's do it according to the second brother's method. However, if we follow the second brother's method, how can we let Xiang Wentian know that Ren Woxing is being held in the dungeon at the bottom of the West Lake?"

Huang Zhonggong asked Hei Baizi. "This is a simple brother, as long as we don't spread rumors. Then Xiang Wentian is loyal to Ren Woxing, and Saint Aunt Ren Yingying has a large number of loyal subordinates. When they get the news,

They will definitely come to the rescue and let me do as I please. This is a good opportunity for us to escape, and the Eastern leader will not blame us."

What Heiheizi said was clear and logical. Although Huang Zhonggong felt that it was a bit inappropriate to do so, he had no good solution.

"That's it, let's spread the news that Ren Woxing is imprisoned first." Huang Zhonggong said to the remaining three brothers.

"How are we going to spread out? Who's going to take a walk? I won't do this." Dan Qingsheng has a bold personality. He doesn't understand these twists and turns, so he decisively leaves himself alone.

But as soon as Dan Qingsheng finished speaking, Hei Baizi looked at him with bright eyes. Looking at his second brother's blazing eyes towards him, Dan Qingsheng couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Second brother, why are you looking at me?" Dan Qingsheng asked Hei Baizi.

"Hehe, from what I see, the important task of spreading the news rests with you, fourth brother." Hei Heizi said with a smile.

"Rely on me? Second brother, you might be sick, right? I can't do that."

"It's you. This time, I have to rely on you, fourth brother." Hei Heizi's tone suddenly became very serious.

Seeing the serious look on Hei Heizi's face, Huang Zhonggong also said: "Second brother, this fourth brother has a heroic temperament, I'm afraid he won't be able to do this."

"Yes, yes, I can't. Why don't you go, second brother? Or third brother, you can go."

"Go, go, go, I can't do it. Brother, you go ahead." The third bald pen man said.

"Okay, eldest brother, the fourth brother is really going to do what the third brother is doing this time. We three brothers really can't do it." Hei Baizi said.

Seeing Hei Baizi insisting on doing it, Dan Qingsheng also became serious and said: "Second brother, you also know that I have an impatient temper. If this thing goes wrong, don't blame me."

"No blame, no blame. If you mess up, my eldest brother and I will not blame you. Big brother, don't you think so?" Huang Zhonggong knew that his second brother was very scheming and very strategic. Since Hei Baizi insisted on giving in,

If the fourth child goes, he will naturally have his own reasons.

So he said: "Fourth brother, just go ahead and do it. I won't blame you if you fail."

"Brother, I failed as you said. Don't blame me. Second brother, you are telling me how I should spread this news."

"Fourth brother, please come here." Hei Baizi said to Dan Qingsheng.

"What, making it so mysterious?" Dan Qingsheng muttered, but he put his ear to Heixi Zi's mouth.

"Lao Si, you only need to do this." Hei Baizi whispered in Dan Qingsheng's ear.

"Yeah, that's all?" Dan Qingsheng looked a little surprised.

"Yeah, that's it." "Hey, it's easy. Then I'll do it." Dan Qingsheng's face was full of excitement.

"Okay, eldest brother, third brother and I are waiting for your good news, fourth brother."

"No problem, brothers, just wait for my good news." Dan Qingsheng looked very confident and turned around and left.

"Second brother, what idea did you have for the fourth brother?" Bald Bi Weng asked his second brother. Huang Zhonggong also looked curious. "Don't be anxious, the fourth brother will be back later, you are asking him."

Heibaizi pretended to be like Goldman Sachs, but said that after Dan Qingsheng left the house, he ran directly to the restaurant in Hangzhou City.

The black man gave him the idea and asked him to go to the storyteller in the restaurant and reveal the news through the storyteller's mouth.

It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, various entertainment industries were developed, including opera, Pingtan, storytellers, etc. The most important of them were storytellers. However, these storytellers usually focused on folk rumors or fairy tales.

Dan Qingsheng ran directly to the restaurant where he often went to drink. When he arrived at the restaurant, he was greeted by a waiter.

Dan Qingsheng ordered a pot of wine and a few side dishes, and sat by the window. It was lunch time, and the storyteller hadn't started yet.

Just when the painter was about to change places to look, a little tune came to his mind. Then a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old and an old man of about fifty years old came up.

The old man was playing the sanxian while humming. After watching the grandfather and grandson come up, Dan Qingsheng was secretly happy, but suddenly he slapped the table and said, "That old man can't be singing. That's what he said."

This is not for men to listen to."

The old man was singing well when he heard a voice that sounded like he was scolding him. He turned his head and saw the painter sitting by the window.

The old man stopped playing and singing and said to Dan Qingsheng: "But the little old man is not good at playing and singing? What do you want to hear, sir?"

"I want to hear something about Jianghu. I wonder if you can sing it, old man?"

"My husband is joking. Old man, I am not a martial artist, so I can't tell any stories about the martial arts world." The old man said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Hey, why is it so difficult to listen to a drama about Jianghu?" Dan Qingsheng sighed with a look on his face.

"Actually, I just heard that a famous figure in the martial arts world was imprisoned in our Hangzhou, so I wanted to inquire about this matter related to the martial arts world. I didn't expect that no one knew about it." Dan Qingsheng sighed repeatedly.

"Forget it, I'd better go look elsewhere." Dan Qingsheng stood up, threw a piece of broken silver on the table, and walked to another restaurant.

Looking at the pieces of silver thrown by the painter on the table, and looking at the sighing look on the painter's face, the child next to the old man said to the old man: "Grandpa, how about we also sing martial arts dramas. This one

My husband looks like a rich man."

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? I don't know the drama about Jianghu. How do you want me to sing?" the old man said to the child angrily.

"Grandpa, if you don't know how, we can make it up. Didn't that person just say that we imprisoned a famous person in the world of Hangzhou? How about we sing about that person next time?"

After listening to his grandson's suggestion, the old man was obviously moved. So he said, "Let me think about it."

But no one expected that in just one afternoon, news came out from Hangzhou that shocked the world.

"A well-known big shot in the world is imprisoned in Hangzhou City."
Chapter completed!