"Last year, my Jinhai City families gathered people and horses to suppress a group of sand bandits named Haifei."

Hong Fan said.

He recalled the Ming and Yellow Knife Wheel in the grotto, and the Iron Meteor that defeated the Wave Breaking Knife on the streets of Xijing.

"Its bandit leader is nicknamed the Great Day Knife Wheel, and it is listed as five hundred and seventy-two on the list of evil gatherings."

"I look back at this time and feel that this person's combat power is not under Shi Yuanwei and Cao Hanhai."

The implication of his words is naturally not optimistic about Lu Yunshi's trip.

"I know the person you're talking about is Wan Guangji?"

Wu Hongyan replied.

"The ranking of the evil list is not only based on cultivation, but also on the crimes committed."

"This chewing bone has slaughtered several caravans in Huaiyang Country, and his evil deeds are already exhaustive, and his efforts may not be harder than the Great Sun Knife Wheel."

Hearing this, Zhan Yuanzi raised his eyebrows in disgust.

"This kind of person has come to Liangzhou, but he can't be let out alive."

He whispered.

At this time, Bai Jiaci suddenly asked.

"In the past two years, there have been a lot of people from Huaiyang Kingdom, but most of them are homeless people who can't live a good life."

"Now that I can't even stay with this kind of person, what should be the situation over there?"

As soon as these words came out, the five of them were completely silent.

For a long time, there was only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding on the table.

Today's lunch was served, and a few people did not enter the private room, but sat at the table facing the street on the second floor.

Hong Fan drank the pear blossoms in the cup and looked out the window.

He saw at the south end of the long street, two idlers with swords carrying a bench swaying down the street, one shop after another, with unbridled smiles on their faces.

Following his gaze, Wu Hongyan also caught a glimpse of this scene.

"The pimps are looting again."

She smiled disdainfully and introduced to Hong Fan.

"Xijing's sitting tigers are known as 'a gang of hundred factions', one gang is the Fubo gang, and then the next stubble is changed from one stubble, but they are all inseparable from this gang."

"Most of these people rely on the Yao River to make a living, and they also make a living by transporting and transporting goods."

"Recently, the smuggling business has been strictly investigated by the governor, and these guys are having a hard time."

The topic turned away from Huaiyang Kingdom, and the atmosphere recovered a lot.

"I also have a sitting tiger in my hometown; In my early years, my father was blackmailed, so he sent me to practice martial arts. ”

Bai Jiaci carried a duck leg and said.

"But the splashes are like spring grass, but they are inexhaustible."

Zhan Yuanzi and Wu Ruyi both nodded.

Hong Fan remembered his past life and felt something.

"When there is a multitude, there is order; When order is set, there is power. ”

"Power will not disappear, it will only be transferred - if the court can't manage it or doesn't manage it, someone will naturally fill this gap."

He poured a full cup of pear blossom white and said lightly.

Just as the other four were listening intently to what he was saying, there was an argument downstairs.

"I know you've paid this season's money, but it's not good lately, so I have to charge another twenty taels."

"This matter is fair and just, we have come all the way, not only your family, but also the family......

Hong Fan closed his mouth, as if he had eaten a fly.

There was a lot of noise downstairs, and soon Zhao Rongxuan's voice sounded.

With the outstanding ears of the five people, and sitting in the nearest position upstairs, they will naturally hear what is passing clearly.

It's not uncommon for gangs to collect protection money.

When Hong Fan was in Jinhai, he had also heard that the Whirlpool Gate and the Flying Goose Gate had done some similar things.

It's just that the Hong family is powerful, and their own industry is naturally not harassed.

As for the things downstairs at this time, he was not too interested in taking care of them.

One is that the matter of twenty taels of silver is too small.

The second is that the operation of Xingshengtang belongs to the authority of Zhao Rongxuan and Hong Pan.

They have been inertial for many years to pursue the principle that "more is better than less", or "a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake".

Hong Fan's rash intervention may make the two uncomfortable.

However, the rest of the table clearly did not think so.

"Okay, what's the difference between forcibly taking 'share money' in broad daylight and robbers?!"

Bai Jiaci put down his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows.

"Since we're here, how can we let these rats take advantage of it?"

As he spoke, he didn't make his own claim, but looked at Hong Fan earnestly.

The latter observed a little and found that not only Xiaobai, but even Wu Ruyi and Zhan Yuanzi, who had always been calm, were also a little moved.

[In Xingshengtang, this is the third time I've entertained them......]

Hong Fan had a thought in his heart, so he changed his mind.

"Things hit the door, but I have to take care of it."

He chuckled softly and pressed his palm to the table.

Boom.

As soon as the hand is withdrawn.

The bench has stopped at the gate of the Prosperity Hall.

The two splashed knives sat on the stool left and right, leaving only a gap on both sides that one person could pass through.

"Chief Steward Zhao, you see, we are going up to the sky and stepping on the ground, but we are not sitting in your place!"

One on the left smirked.

On the long street, a group of guests who wanted to come to eat saw such a scene, and immediately turned around and changed to another house.

"That's too much, two."

Zhao Rongxuan held his hands, and his voice sank.

"Twenty taels a season is set by me and your boss in person, and now that no one else comes, I want to destroy this credit for nothing?"

"There are hundreds of factions in Xijing City, and the means are endless, but they all have to emphasize faithfulness."

"If the two of you make some gestures today, I will pay twenty taels, and if you come back every day in the future, won't my Xingshengtang become a money bag?!"

As soon as he ate his positive color, the two splashed skins put on a hippie smile.

"We guessed that the chief steward would say so."

One of the people on the right replied, and there were three points of sincerity.

"It's just that the newcomer who crossed the river dragon recently grabbed the Yao River and swept it, and our life is really sad, so we have to make this decision."

"Usually Xingshengtang has been taken care of by us a lot, so how can we help at this time?"

Zhao Rongxuan was about to reply when he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs behind him.

"Where did you come from, and still learn to speak in a humanistic crepe?"

A laugh came down condescendingly.

The splashes followed the voice, and only saw a pair of black boots stepping on the wooden steps, and heard a low shout.

"Steward pay attention!"

Boots Eule vanished.

Zhao Rongxuan instinctively took two steps sideways, and then he caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by, as if it was piercing the hall.

"Oops!"

People came from behind, screaming in front.

But it was Bai Jiaci who kicked out with soft force, kicked the man on the left five or six meters out, and rolled into a gourd on the street.

"Who are you?!"

The second man stood up.

"We are the heroes of the gang, there are more than 100 bloody men in the gang, and we are the ones who are nicknamed 'heroic ghosts'!"

"You dare to touch us, but you want to see blood!"

He shouted.

Then I saw Bai Jiaci kick it back on the stool.

With a clang, the knife was unsheathed and nailed to the bench between the man's two strands.

The blade of the knife had irregular chips, and the surface of the knife also had many scratches left by friction, apparently used to cutting living creatures.

Bai Jiaci took two steps forward, stepped on the hilt of the knife with his right foot, looked down at the man, and said with a smile.

"I just haven't seen blood, can you give me a break?"

As the words fell, he exerted force under his feet and pierced the horizontal knife to the end.

The knife lattice hit the surface of the bench, and there was a dull sound of "tuk".

At this time, Hong Fan walked over slowly and stood side by side with Zhao Rongxuan.

The long street is lonely.

Only the sound of the tooth battle was clear in the ears.

(End of chapter)