Ji Zuwen is one of the cronies favored by the leaders of the Drifting Fire Gang in recent years, and he is only in his early 20s, and he is in charge of more than a dozen skilled swordsmen in a gang like the Flowing Fire Gang, which has been inherited for decades.

After all, in a gang like the Flowing Fire Gang, which is mainly composed of ordinary people, monks like Ji Zuwen are too scarce.

And Ji Zuwen himself, in such an environment, also thinks highly of himself, and his favorite thing to do in his free time is to listen to the words of others flattering him.

As for his cultivation, because his heart is not strong, he has been standing still for several months.

I don't know if he broke the jar and fell, or if no one flattered him, he actually followed a few of his subordinates to this small nameless village to collect rent today.

Looking at the villagers who were silently lined up, Ji Zuwen, who had not seen a smile for many days, showed a satisfied smile.

"Brother Ji, the number of villagers doesn't seem to be right, it seems that there are fewer people. But before Ji Zuwen could be proud, a lewd man with a strong body but a sinister face ran up and said.

"Damn, which kind of bitch didn't come to see grandpa?" Don't look at Ji Zuwen's name Wen Zou Zou, but he himself couldn't highlight the word "Wen" at all, I saw that as soon as he heard the news, he pulled out the wide knife on his back like thunder, and scolded, while stabbing the wide knife into the ground.

The villagers, who were already cowering, were frightened by Ji Zuwen like this, and everyone lowered their heads with pale faces.

"Wu Laohan, are you pretending to be dead? You didn't hear what Brother Ji asked, did you?" The rat-eyed man who hadn't heard the villagers reply for a long time, before Ji Zuwen could say anything, turned around and looked at an old man who was about half a hundred years old with a dark face, and said in an unkind tone.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Please calm your anger first, maybe it was Sister-in-law Liu's stupid son who had diarrhea today, so he couldn't come over to wash the wind and dust for you. After the old man was shouted by such a name, he first shivered involuntarily, and then said in a reversal of his generation.

"Ji Ye, the little one has something to report, I don't know if I can talk about it or not. As soon as Wu Laohan finished speaking, there was a short man with scrawny ears and pointed ears in the queue of villagers, shouting with his hands raised.

It's a pity that Ji Zuwen didn't mean to deal with him at all, but just looked at him without joy or sorrow.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" The rat-eyed man who was a sycophant didn't even look at Ji Zuwen, and said on his behalf.

"Hey, hey... As far as the villain knows, Sister-in-law Liu's family is not only a fool who didn't come, but also a pretty little girl!" After an evil glint flashed in the short man's eyes, he first laughed obscenely twice, and then said in a strange voice.

Coincidentally, it happened to be the time when the short man borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and Ning Yunrui also happened to be dragged by the two tigers to break into everyone's field of vision.

"Yes, you know each other very well!You can be exempted from paying grain rent for five years!" Ji Zuwen, who was amazed by Ning Yunrui, stared at Ning Yunrui directly, and said with malicious intentions licking his lips.

"You bastard!" Sister-in-law Liu, who still wanted to quibble, had no choice but to give up quibbling when she saw that everyone was coming, and roared with a hideous expression while blasting the short man with her bare hands.

After Ning Yunrui, who came closer, noticed Ji Zuwen's obscene gaze, she couldn't help but feel a nameless fire rise in her heart.