“…… Many years ago, when I was not a liar, I earned my initial reliance with two hands and one guts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I have to say, I caught up with a good time. The backbone of the gangsters was wiped out many years ago. What I left behind was something I could fool around with a small price! ”

Wei Shui talked about the past, and Feng Jie looked at him in disbelief.

After all, at Wei Shui's age in this era, he is only a teenager. As soon as you open your mouth, it is often 'many years ago', which is indeed easy to misunderstand. But Wei Shui didn't care about this all along. Even if he shouts on the street that he has crossed over, who will believe it? Since no one believed what he said, he didn't bother to hide it at all.

The backbone gangsters he refers to specifically refer to the green-skinned gangsters in Tianjin at the end of the Qing Dynasty. In those days, it was almost famous for its thorn head. Each knows how to use self-harm to subdue the other.

To give a very simple example, two gangs of feet are fighting for a pier, and one of them sends a ruthless corner, sets up an oil pot, and reaches in to scoop up a copper coin. Immediately afterwards, the other party sent an even more ruthless character, put his hand into the oil pot and stirred it, stirred it, and then yelled, 'It's too cold, add some firewood'! Undoubtedly, the two were severely burned, but the eyes of the onlookers were full of admiration.

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own grinding! The green-skinned gangsters who had been the prefect of Tianjin and the governor of Zhili all shouted that they had a headache, and finally annihilated in front of the 'standing cage' invented by Yuan Shikai. Those who are dead seek benevolence, and those who are alive have ruined their name, and they are no longer worthy of saying that they are gangsters. The history of green skin, so far, there is no more.

After learning a little bit of the ruthless fur of the green-skinned gangsters, Wei Shui was very fortunate that he had never encountered such a hard stubble in his two lives. So much so that although he didn't use this trick many times, he was never injured in vain. The set goal will often bow down in front of him after he has paid the price of blood, and bow down to the wind.

"Feng Jie." Wei Shui screamed, took out the two hundred taels of silver ingots that had been prepared, pushed them in front of Feng Jie, and said, "I want to tell you this." I was able to get this money with my bare hands. If you follow me, you will only earn more than this in the future. Think about it, what can you do on the streets? With me, everything is different. ”

Real money, for Feng Jie, is undoubtedly more tempting than an illusory future.

Imagine, in this era, an ordinary person may only need one or two halves of silver for a year's life. Although poor, in the case of food self-sufficiency, it is enough to feed the stomach. Calculated together, one tael of silver can be equivalent to about 500 yuan. Then what Wei Shui pushed in front of Feng Jie at this time was undoubtedly a full 100,000 yuan.

You must know that this is not the Daming treasure banknote abolished by the imperial court, but a silver ingot that you don't have to worry about depreciation at any time.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Jie made up his mind, "Second master, tell me, what do you want me to do." ”

Is this promised? Wei Shui was very satisfied with Feng Jie's attitude, but just the rumors in the market were not enough for Wei Shui to understand his true ability. Although ability is not important in Wei Shui's opinion, because no matter whether it is good or bad, it can still be cultivated. But this must be based on the fact that Wei Shui has enough knowledge of his abilities.

"Actually, it's not that hard." Wei Shui said with a smile, "I'll give you three days to spend this silver." Nothing is left to spend. ”

"Spend it out?" Feng Jie's mouth opened wide in surprise. This is two hundred taels of silver, not two hundred pieces of silver! Is this something that can be said to be spent when it is spent? But Wei Shui's eyes told him that Wei Shui was not joking, and if he gave him money, he would let him spend it. Lowering his head, Feng Jie frowned, as if he thought for a while, before nodding and saying, "Yes, second master, Feng Jie understands." ”

When Wei Shui returned to the inn, Tang Ji had not returned. Seeing Wei Shui's limping appearance when he entered the house, Tian Mingli was stunned for a moment, then ran over and hugged Wei Shuidao: "Sir, what is going on?" What about Tang Ji? Where did he go? How can I watch you hurt like this? ”

A series of questions bombarded him, Wei Shui ignored them, turned his head and smiled at Pang: "You don't need to look at Tang Ji tonight, in the next three days, go find a gangster named Feng Jie on the street and see what he has done." Don't tell me you can't find him! If you want to sleep on the street, you can say it directly, and if you don't believe it, don't always take it out and prevaricate me. ”

Okay, okay, people are under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads? Pang Xiao pursed his lips and decided that since it was tomorrow's business, he must have a good night's sleep today to recuperate his spirits.

sent Pang Xiao away, and only Wei Shui and Tian Mingli were left in the house. Tian Mingli rummaged through the cabinets, ran out and asked the guys at the inn, and finally found the wound medicine. Hurriedly came back and helped Wei Shui with medicine. During the whole process, Wei Shui didn't say a word, but the expression on his face had betrayed his inner thoughts.

If I trouble this young master to give me medicine again in this life, I will be an eggplant! Don't ask me why I'm an eggplant, just look at my face and you'll understand everything.

Finally finished taking the medicine, and Wei Shui had already broken out in a few cold sweats. I also became more determined in my heart, and sure enough, being shot by random arrows is not terrible at all, and the most terrible thing is the bone scraping that follows to cure the poison.

After packing up the wound medicine, Tian Mingli sat down beside Wei Shui, staring at him without blinking.

Wei Shui was furious by him, and asked weakly, "What's wrong?" ”

Tian Mingli hesitated, but still asked, "Sir, what are you doing with those words engraved on your legs?" ”

"Words?" Wei Shui raised his injured leg slightly and glanced at it, probably it will leave a scar, it will always be a trouble in the future, "I hurt myself to scare those gangsters." As for the word...... I wrote it for His Royal Highness King Ning. After all, this is Nanchang City, which has been sealed here since the generation of King Ning Xian, and if you want to say that there is no eyes and ears of King Ning in this city, I don't believe it if you kill it. Wait, I heard that King Ning is suspicious, getting his attention is the first step, and letting him take the initiative to meet me is my goal. ”

"But ......" didn't see what happened, Tian Mingli still couldn't think clearly, "Are you hurting yourself to scare the gangsters?" If you don't understand reason, why are you scaring the gangsters? ”

"This one...... Wei Shui scratched his head, glanced at the direction of the door, and said, "Mingli, remember my words." Wanting to have a voice, wanting others to take your feelings into account, these are things that you can only get when you are standing in front of him. If you can only kneel humbly in front of him, then he will never listen to you. ”

Wei Shui's words made Tian Mingli even more confused. In the dark, he felt that since leaving Zhuji, Wei Shui seemed to be different from before.