Chapter 8 Thirty-two Silver

The border pass is dangerous, this is a well-known thing, even if the family wealth is scattered, no one wants to go to the border pass to fight with the barbarians.

Chen Yuan chuckled:

"What's your name?"

"The villain... Liu Yishou. The man hurriedly said.

"Who are you messing with?"

There are many gangs in Ping'an County, not to mention pickpockets, even beggars are basically organized, and if no one covers them, they can't get mixed up at all.

"Song Lao Liu in the south of the city..."Liu Yishou didn't dare to hide it.

He even hoped that this poor master could look at Song Lao Liu's face and let him go.

Stealing is not a big crime, but it will inevitably suffer some hardships, and if the name is crossed and sent to the border, it is really a bloody mold.

"Song Lao Liu... The one who opened the casino? ”

"Yes... Yes, it's him, Song Lao Liu started as a thief in the past, and later the casino started, and he didn't let go of this business to make a living. ”

"Most of the big and small gangsters in Ping'an County have something to do with him."

Chen Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and the strength in his hand loosened a little, "What does Song Lao Liu have to do with the people in the yamen?" ”

"This... The villain doesn't know. ”

"How much money are you going to give for your life?"

"The villain... The villain only has one or two pieces of silver on his body... I am willing to dedicate it all to the poor master. Liu hurriedly took out a grain of broken silver from his cuffs, and his face was quite painful.

One tael of silver was worth the same amount of money, equivalent to a thousand copper plates, but he put in one tael of silver for a mere hundred and ten copper plates.

It's a big loss!

Chen Yuan accepted the broken silver, no matter how small the mosquito was, it was still meat, not to mention, one tael of silver was no longer a decimal, and his month's money plus some extra money did not exceed two taels.

Strictly speaking, this is also a kind of extra money.

"Alright, get out..."Chen Yuan waved his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness..."Liu hurriedly surrendered his hand, then turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

......

The sky was getting dark, and the bustling people in the county town had basically begun to return home, but Chen Yuan had just finished swinging his sword a hundred times.

Every day, at least 200 swings of the knife, this is what Chen Yuan has set since he discovered the golden finger.

Now it has been maintained for several days, and his arms have changed from the sore and soft at the beginning to the current habit, of course, there is also Chen Yuan's progress in refining skin.

Changing into an ordinary shirt and scattering a few strands of hair, Chen Yuan stepped out of the small courtyard with an expressionless face.

From the beginning of his determination to embark on the path of a villain, Chen Yuan already had the consciousness of killing, the last time he killed an iron hand with a knife at close range, Chen Yuan recalled that not only did he not feel disgusted, but he had a refreshing feeling!

Somewhere in a small building.

With a solemn face, the hall master handed over a locked small wooden box to Wang Er, and admonished:

"This trip is about whether I can sit in the seat of the hall master, I must be cautious." Then the hall master paused again and continued:

"When I sit on the seat of the hall master, I can ask for a book of body refining exercises for you, and I will also promote you well."

Wang Er is his confidant, and the gang leader has convened them every night for the past two days, and he can't leave, otherwise such an important matter will never be handed over to others in a fake hand.

"Hall master, don't worry, the Huang family's subordinates can find it, besides, Steward Huang will also send someone to answer it, and the little one will definitely take care of this matter for the hall."

"Don't forget what was given to you."

"Don't worry," Wang Er said with a sworn oath in his chest.

In order to make Wang Er attentive, the hall master whispered:

"If I can become the head of the hall, I will be qualified to meet Huang Zhutou, and at that time, it will not be impossible to suppress the kid surnamed Chen."

Wang Er's face was excited, he had been coveting the little lady's skin in Zhouji Bun Shop for a long time.

Chen Yuan put on a black scarf and hid on a roof not far from the back door of Huang's house, staring closely at whether anyone walked by.

It is unlikely that people will be given gifts and bribes, and it is unlikely that they will go through the door, after all, the target of the Wang Hall Master's gift is the housekeeper of the Huang family, and he must not let the people of the Huang family know.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with blue light, observing if there was anything unusual nearby.

After a long wait, it began to rain lightly again, and this weather situation had been going on for several days, and the clouds were half hidden from the moon, and the night was even darker.

Just when Chen Yuan was a little impatient, a faint sound of footsteps came into his ears, Chen Yuan fixed his eyes, and the emaciated figure in the alley in the distance was looking left and right.

Quietly getting off the roof, Chen Yuan slowly touched it...

Wang Er took a deep breath, hugged his chest and bowed his head, if he didn't look carefully, no one would be able to see the bulge in his arms.

"Rustle..."

Directly in front of Wang Er, a figure who was also walking with his head down, and the two gradually approached, and Wang Er dodged sideways, not wanting to cause an incident.

But the man suddenly stopped, and a white light lit up, reflecting a pair of deep eyes.

"Poof."

Before Wang Er could see who those familiar eyes were, the long knife rushed forward and cut off his head directly, without even having a chance to scream.

At the end of his life, Wang Er only saw a figure with his back to him, as if he was searching for something on his body.

"It's been revealed... Was it the initiative of several other vice-cousins? Little girl..."Wang Er only flashed this thought in the end.

......

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Light a candle.

Chen Yuan took out the wooden box found from Wang Er's body expressionlessly, and after looking at it, Chen Yuan drew his knife and cut it off, and the sawdust was splashed everywhere.

The three ingots inside were revealed, and a fine cyan jade pendant was revealed.

"Thirty taels of silver, this jade pendant is worth at least five taels of silver," Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with a fine light, this trip was not in vain.

Thirty taels of silver is not a small amount, and if he wants to make meritorious service to the county government, he was only rewarded with twenty taels of silver, which can also see the value of silver.

As the head of the Wang Hall, it will take at least two years to save it, and now for the sake of his own future, he sacrificed his wealth to ask the housekeeper of the Huang family to say a few words.

But... Dead friends do not die in poverty, Chen Yuan did not have any psychological burden when he intercepted the silver, not to mention that the Beihai Gang had bullied Chen Yuan's family.

Even now, it is estimated that the silver of the hall master was also scavenged from the hands of the people.

"With this silver, you can also exchange it for three Tiger Bone Pills, so... It's almost time to step into the blood refining level..."Chen Yuan said secretly in his heart.

He is twenty-one this year, and he is already considered an older martial artist, if he does not improve his realm as soon as possible, it is a fool's dream to embark on a stronger martial arts road.

Not to mention, as far as Chen Yuan knew, the most outstanding disciple of the Huang family was only sixteen years old, and he was already at the level of blood refining, and this was only a family in a small county town.

By analogy, the strength of the young handsome man in the rivers and lakes is definitely beyond his imagination.

One step at a time, one step at a time...

Since you are not willing to be ordinary and decide to step into the martial arts, you must work hard in this direction.

This night, the hall master waited until late......

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Thanks to the book friends for the 100 points of the Fengjiu Donghua Award.