As soon as Hu Zhengqi heard such a flattering sixteen-character mantra at first glance, he held it in his throat and didn't come back, turned his head and glared angrily, took a closer look, and couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart: "It turned out to be this guy!" This miscellaneous must have also received the five taels of silver! ”

The person who shouted out the sixteen-character mantra was a man with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows, broad shoulders and a thick back, and this person was the most recognizable in appearance - there was a belly-sized mole on his forehead.

This person is Hu Zhengqi's own family, and he has the same surname, named Hu Xian.

Hu Xian seems to be a tall man, but in fact he belongs to the number one who is very strong, and he does not rely on four or six in the gang, and he eats with the skills of training people - regardless of men, women and children, but after passing through Hu Xian's hands, he will pick up the guests when he is called, and he will be called to the fate, and there is no complaint.

In view of the fact that Hu Xian has done a lot of bad things, and it happens that there is a mole on the corner of his forehead, the people of the time put the nickname "Hu Touding" on his head, and there are sores on the top of his head, which is really bad.

To get back to the point, when Hu Zhengqi saw that his family's top spot was pulled away by Hu Xian, he didn't care about finding this guy to settle accounts, and hurriedly shouted out the prepared sentence, which was considered a second prize.

Zhou Tong nodded with satisfaction after hearing this: "Well, yes, these two people are sensible, get up and talk." ”

After the erhu smiled and stepped forward to salute, Zhou Tong only popped out of his mouth with one word: "Reward!" ”

Not long ago, a few baskets of moon money that belonged to Huang Qiye were grabbed by a big hand at this moment, and the two handfuls full of scattered silver fell into the hands of the two of them. Hu Zhengqi also missed two or two because of his small hands.

The native chickens and dogs kneeling below saw this scene, and their eyes were all red. That handful of silver is twenty or thirty taels, and most of the people who can still kneel now are the low-level flowers who were waiting outside the mountain gate before-the popular little students who rushed to kill the front have already died.

These people don't say twenty taels on weekdays, and it's hard to see two taels when they're idle, but at this moment, the flowers finally saw the situation clearly, and the sound of one after another was loud.

Zhou Tong looked down at Hu Zhengqi, who moved away from other people's legs and picked up the two taels of silver at his feet, and then looked up at the passionate flowers, and couldn't help laughing.

The next thing is logical: the group of people kneeling below take turns to come forward, worship the boss, receive the reward, and receive the fiefdom. And the two leading parties have regarded themselves as confidants at this moment, standing beside Zhou Tong without seeing the outside, and every time someone comes forward, these two will introduce the background of this person to the new boss in detail on the side.

When a young beggar stepped forward and kowtowed, the flesh on Hu Zhengqi's face suddenly twitched, because Hu Tou said such a passage on the side: "Beware of the head of the group, this person's name is Liao Seventeen, he is the confidant of the dead ghost Liao Tang Master, raised since childhood, and is like father and son." ”

When the young man heard Hu Xian actually say such words, he couldn't help but be furious, and he straightened up and was about to scold, but as soon as the word "you Hu...", the word "you Hu...", before the word "say" came out, he saw Zhou Tong wave his hand indifferently, and a snowy knife light flashed behind the young man, and he fell in a pool of blood.

An unlucky ghost who was used to establish his authority was born in this way, and Zhou Tong's understatement told everyone that he didn't care if this person was like father and son with the dead hall master.

The rest of the people suddenly became much more cautious, except for Hu Zhengqi, who had already entered the mode of competing for favor, and from time to time he and Hu Touding exchanged eye knives.

Hu Zhengqi knew that the reason why Hu Touding only slandered was mostly due to Liao Seventeen himself - Liao Seventeen probably never expected that the consequences of stepping on Hu Touding's head and making fun of the mole on his forehead in public would be so tragic.

The villain takes revenge, from morning till night.

When the last man who looked like an old farmer stepped forward and kowtowed, Hu Zhengqi forcibly suppressed the past grudge with this person, and said with a smile: "This is an old bone, and he has the ability to burn a good corpse." ”

When Zhou Tong heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Transformation field? Well, not bad. ”

......

It was the right time to finish this mess, and the next moment the meat pot that had been extinguished for a long time was carried over, and the people of the screen village hastily picked out the human body pieces that flew into the pot, and then gave everyone present a bowl of broth that still had residual temperature and strange colors.

Zhou Tuantou got up and served the bowl, looked at the excited and apprehensive flowers, and said loudly: "Those who have worshiped the mountain gate today are all their own brothers. Now you are all upstarts, with silver in your arms, a seat stuffed under your buttocks, and you will be optimistic about your own territory for Lao Tzu after you go back. ”

Speaking of which, Zhou Tong was already full of voice.

After glancing around coldly, Zhou Tong raised the bowl and continued: "The affairs of the official, Zhou will take care of it himself, don't bother with you, remember to come here these days." ”

After finishing speaking, with a tilt of his neck, Zhou Tong poured a bowl of broth into his stomach: "Good soup!" I want it! ”

......

The news that the beggar gang headquarters was broken by the enemy and that the head of the group, Huang Qi, and a group of bigwigs died, quickly spread among all the heroes in and out of the city after the upstarts returned.

Naturally, the government also got the news as soon as possible. However, knowing is knowing, the old tradition of "calm and quiet" still cannot be lost. This is a common problem of the government in previous dynasties, even if it is a big thing, you must first see the direction of the wind.

And Huang Tuantou's family members are already staging a drama of uproar at this time - everyone knows what Huang Qiye has done over the years, but what everyone doesn't know is how many enemies there are in Qiye? Now that the seventh master will not die well, if he doesn't clean up and run away, I'm afraid that the enemy will come to the door.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Just when the people in the few houses under the name of the seventh master have cleaned up their soft time, some people have already come to the door.

After Hu Zhengqi, the liaison officer of the beggar gang, entered the door with a fierce man, he scared the people of the Huang family to death.

Fortunately, Hu Ye is still reasonable, and it is clear that Zhou Dalongtou is actually a reasonable person, so this matter, it only investigates the main culprit, and does not ask about the rest. You can bring some softness and go back to your parents' house quietly. However, it's almost enough, a part of the floating wealth and the deed will be left behind, who dares to make noise again, the gang rules and family law is not vegetarian......

When there is a change of dynasty, some things are so straightforward.

The vast majority of the beggars at the bottom don't care about this kind of thing, it's just a change of person who exploits them. This mentality is a good thing for the upstarts who have just risen to power - the banner that these people are pulling out now has not been officially certified, and their hearts are empty.

However, after one night, the number of people who came to worship the new king the next day was still three less. These few people, who were not popular on weekdays, and were reluctant to receive the silver they had obtained, were killed by some prestigious people when they returned that night.