"My name is Qian Youcai, but I am the county government's fast-paced yacha!"

"The so-called county government is everyone's responsibility!"

"You are all young people picked out by the various museums, and I don't make much noise about the old money..."

"Things to pay attention to, I'll tell you on the road later!"

"It's half an hour before you arrive, you don't have to be so nervous, find a place to sit by yourself!"

……

In the post of the county government in the eastern part of the city, a middle-aged catcher wearing a black shirt with the word "catch", a three-foot stainless steel waist knife, and a fanged crossbow was talking to the nine teenagers.

This is the newly formed Chengdong Night Patrol Team today.

Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue from the Yueshan Changquan Martial Arts Gym stood at the end with a killing stick in hand.

The remaining seven young men and women are from four martial arts halls in the east of the city.

Each of them is a young disciple who is tall and has made some achievements in forging his body.

Because of the previous contradiction in the opening of the museum, there was an invisible barrier between them and Zong Xian.

Although they won't fight for this, they will never have a good face with each other.

In the face of the old money, everyone also had an indifferent expression.

Don't look at the official of the yamen wearing a black tiger skin, wearing a waist knife and a crossbow, it looks not weak, but the official official is a lowly position, once the official is registered, the three generations of children and grandchildren can not participate in the scientific examination, which is basically equivalent to cutting off the official career.

In addition, there is also great danger in the performance of duties, and many officers die every year.

In addition, they deal with all kinds of vicious criminals and gangsters all day long, and they are tainted with bad habits.

The official salary is not high, and it is indispensable to make money by bullying men and women, and often do the business of eating both ends.

Most of the guys who are willing to go to the county government on errands are untouchables who want to eat together.

First, you can be exempted from military service and taxes, second, you can go to the county lieutenant school camp to learn a few soldiers' boxing, and third, you have the opportunity to eat black and white for personal gain.

Of course, the price is that you don't know when you will die.

In essence, there is not much difference between being an errand boy and joining a gang.

Seeing that everyone was indifferent, Lao Qian was not angry, but smiled.

In the post hall behind them, many foot and horse fast messengers were drinking and guessing boxing, and among them were gang members and martial arts disciples in the city.

In this way, it can be seen that the current situation in Bei'an County Government has indeed become a pot of porridge.

The air was filled with the smell of liquor mixed with the smell of sweat, and such a noise made Jin Zhuyue frown slightly.

Zong Xian didn't know where to move a long bench and beckoned her to walk to the wall.

"Senior Sister Jin, come and sit down."

Jin Zhuyue didn't twist it, and after thanking her softly, she sat down generously.

The two were silent for a moment, and finally it was Jin Zhuyue who took the lead in speaking.

"Senior brother has already achieved the Great Forging Realm, right?"

Zong Xian didn't deny this, just nodded casually, put his hands behind his head, and leaned back slightly to look at the stars in the sky.

"Master Qi's eyes are vicious, no wonder he takes such care of you."

"That Wang Tiehu and Mo He are too arrogant, and they can't see that you usually keep a hand."

She made no secret of her disdain for the two of them.

Hearing Jin Zhuyue's words, Zong Xian only felt a little funny.

"Hey..."

He chuckled and shook his head slowly, saying nothing.

In fact, how could he have only kept one hand?

Seeing that Zong Xian was always such an indifferent and unstingy attitude, Jin Zhuyue was not annoyed.

She leaned over a little and said in a low voice.

"Today, on the surface, you are out of the limelight, but in fact, you have buried disaster!"

"Oh?"

Zong Xian's body was upright, and he already had a guess in his heart.

Seeing that he was slightly moved, Jin Zhuyue smiled slightly.

"That Wang Tiehu is just from a mud-legged village in the walled area, so there is nothing to worry about."

"But Mo He is different, he is Mo Zhengyou's second son, and he often wanders in the city!"

"The Mo family has enveloped many gangs in the walled area and occupied a large area of fertile land outside the city."

"And Mo He has always been a person who will be retribution, and there are countless bad deeds!"

"I'm afraid..."

Jin Zhuyue sold it again, and Zong Xian, who was sitting next to her, also narrowed her eyes.

"Didn't Master Qi warn?"

"Does he dare to blatantly disobey his master?"

Zong Xian's words made Jin Zhuyue purse her lips and smile.

"Master Qi is a martial artist in the internal strength period, and he is also a first-class powerhouse in the city."

"But the Mo family is powerful, Mo He doesn't need to come forward by himself at all, and he can't even touch the dust."

Now he basically understood in his heart.

However, Jin Zhuyue's words should not simply warn herself to pay attention to Mohe, there must be something else.

"Senior Sister Jin has a high opinion?"

He directly picked the words away and threw the question to Jin Zhuyue again.

I saw her smile again and said in a very low voice.

"Although Master Qi has never said it, Sect Senior Brother, your root bone qualification should be good, right?"

"The importance of root bone qualifications is self-evident!"

"Those dull people can't see anything in the Forging Body Realm, but when they step into the Qi and Blood Realm and accumulate Qi and Blood, the gap will come out at once."

"Every realm bottleneck is a gully that they can't overcome."

"Senior Brother Grandmaster can consider joining our Heavenly Eagle Sect in the west of the city!"

"As one of the four major forces in the outer city, the Mo family doesn't dare to offend casually!"

"And joining a gang doesn't affect you to learn martial arts in the museum, like I am not free to enter and exit, which of the other martial arts halls in the city is not a relationship of paying money to teach arts?"

There was a hint of demagogy in her words.

At that moment, Zong Xian understood, probably because she thought that she had seen her own details and wanted to attract some new blood for the Sky Eagle faction.

"People in this other world are precocious, and they will dig into the wall at the age of sixteen..."

He couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He has no interest in Jin Zhuyue's wooing for the time being.

Now he just wants to practice martial arts well, Master Qi is very good to him, there is no shortage of food and clothing, there is no need to join those gangs at all.

As for Mohe, it is indeed necessary to keep an eye on it.

So he was noncommittal about Jin Zhuyue's wooing.

The words have come to this point, and Jin Zhuyue doesn't bother to say anything more.

……

The inner city, such as the jade restaurant.

In the street box on the third floor.

Mo He changed into a new dress and was sitting on the upper seat.

The two beautiful ladies sat beside him, pouring wine and vegetables for him respectively, and serving them clearly.

He was the only one who enjoyed the delicacies.

On either side stood several strong guards, and a black-robed old man with a long beard stood at the table, waiting for his orders.

It wasn't until he was full of wine and food that Mo He slowly raised his head.

Both hands groped restlessly on the body of the beautiful lady on the side, and the tulle on her body faded from the three times and five divided by two, and a gentle cry appeared.

The atmosphere in the box instantly became strange.

After groping and playing for a while, Mo closed his hands and suddenly exerted force!

A beautiful lady let out two painful snorts, and bright red scratches appeared on her white delicate body in an instant.

They knew Mo Ershao's temper, and they didn't dare to scream at all.

"Humph!"

After venting a little, Mo He's mood improved a lot, and he called at the old man in black.

"Uncle Xu!"

"Young Master, please command."

The long-bearded old man swayed a few times before coming to the table, and it seemed that his footwork was profound.

"I'm sorry for you to run to the Sanshui Gang."

"Tell those miscellaneous heads and brains that every night for a while..."

…

As he spoke, his voice was extremely low.

"The gates are closed tonight, and it's never too late to go tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Mo He waved his hand, pushed away the dishes on the table with a rampant smile, and picked up another beautiful lady to vent.

The old man in black was not surprised by this, but bowed his head.

"The old servant understands!"

Then he left the box with the guards and went to guard the door.

……