Qimen Escort Agency?
If you were to ask about the organization of Taka, Blood Harbor or even the White Eagle Troops, Han Dongwen could still recall his experiences in the original game. Unfortunately, how could this name look like it should be a Simeng escort agency?
The escort agency... must be related to the escort robbery.
Han Dongwen raised his head and looked at Yang Facai, who was smiling in front of him, and felt that there seemed to be a lot of depth behind this man's smiling face.
"Shopkeeper Yang, Chi is ignorant and has never heard of the Qimen Escort Agency."
Yang Facai nodded slightly, turned his head and looked at the various luxurious decorations in the private room, and pointed with his chin to the song and dance being performed in the lobby below.
"When the Yihong Building was built, the emperor issued new regulations to regulate the ordinary entertainment scene. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Yihong Building must be won. At that time, in Haizhou, there were countless people who coveted the business rights of the Yihong Building. .”
As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and looked at Han Dongwen.
“But in the end, Yihong Building was taken over by Jianhai Building, which is amazing.”
Han Dongwen finished the rest of the sentence for him, paused for a moment and said, "Is this the credit of the Qimen Escort Agency?"
"Hehehe, Qimen Escort Agency seems to outsiders to be just ordinary escorts. I'm afraid they don't have that capability yet."
Yang Facai waved his hand and chuckled: "But Haizhou Daqimen is still a bit thin, enough to win the Yihong Tower."
"Big Flag Gate."
Han Dongwen sat up straight.
It was his first time coming to Haizhou, so it was normal that he had never heard of Hailou and Qimen Escort Agency.
But Haizhou Daqi Gate was something he had heard of several times on his way south.
Different from the "civil servant training institution" in Tianying City, even though Hanying Sect has become the largest sect in Liangzhou and has attracted many disciples and strangers, its scale is still not the same as that of Haizhou Daqi Sect. And words.
But through hearsay, he could only know so much.
"It turns out that Shopkeeper Yang is from Daqi Sect, disrespectful!"
Han Dongwen clasped his fists, and Yang Facai waved his hands with a smile: "No, no, I'm just a small shopkeeper in the middle of Daqimen. There are many capable people in Daqimen. If Chi Shaoxia has more contact with people in Daqimen in the future, Naturally, we can meet more heroes."
After saying this, he brought the tea to his mouth and drank it without saying a word.
Han Dongwen studied what he said and asked: "Shopkeeper Yang wants to ask me if I would like to join the Daqi Sect, but is he afraid that since I already have a disciple from the sect, I can join the Qimen Escort Agency under the Daqi Sect first?"
Yang Facai laughed: "It's really fun to talk to smart people, not bad. I wonder what Mr. Chi thinks?"
Han Dongwen cursed in his heart that your level of eccentricity is not half as good as that of ordinary Jiang Keyin, but the expression on his face was impeccable. He thought for a moment in sheep's clothing, and then slowly said: "Shopkeeper Yang thinks highly of this junior, it is my honor to be here." Those in the Daqi Sect are even more lucky, but..."
He stopped mid-sentence, but Yang Facai seemed to have heard something he had always wanted to hear. He looked at Han Dongwen and nodded with satisfaction, signaling for him to finish.
"why me?"
Han Dongwen spread his hands and said: "If there is only one person with ten or eight gold yuan, there are countless people entering and leaving Yihong Building every day. This junior is really frightened. I don't know why he was picked up by Daqimen like this. It's really a bit unreliable. I hope Shopkeeper Yang can understand."
As he spoke, his eyes did not move away from Yang Facai's face for a moment.
Answer: Han Dongwen had already guessed in his mind just now. There are only two possibilities.
First, the judicial department that had been investigating him in Liangzhou had connected the current Chi Hanyang with the original Gu Hanyang, which led the local judicial department in Haizhou to find Yihonglou to ask for people, and made the national military department's banner goalkeeper mistakenly believe that he He considers someone important and holds it in his hand as a bargaining chip in dealing with the National Justice Department.
The second one is simple.
That gun, the Ming Shui Chi Kissing Gun that he took from Yang Kai, might have a higher value than he thought, so Yang Facai, the shopkeeper, personally took action and encouraged him to sell it to Yihonglou.
There are only these two reasons. If what Yang Facai said is not one of these two, it must be a lie.
If that were the case, even if their swords met, Han Dongwen would still have to escape from Yihong Building first.
"The master's luggage is a treasured gun."
Yang Facai put the teacup in his hand on the table.
Han Dongwen was a little surprised by the sudden frankness, and he continued:
"There are three disciplines in the Daqi Sect. I saw that Hai Qi used fists and feet with concealed weapons, opened the mountain flag and protected the flag with a sword, and the sect's Po Yun Qi always used a gun."
Yang Facai lowered his head slightly: "To be honest, Young Master Chi, the treasured spear that the young master is wearing seems to be from the Poyun Flag. Can Yang please ask where the young master found this gun?"
Broken Cloud Flag!
Yang Kai's face with a mustache seemed to suddenly appear in front of Han Dongwen.
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A dilapidated and crude prison cell.
Most of the people in the cells were street gangsters, making noisy noises and swearing.
Guarding the cell were a few busy officers and soldiers of the National Law Department - just two or three of them, who were obviously overwhelmed by the workload at hand, and all of them looked tired.
"Master, when will the meal be served today? People are going to starve to death!"
"Master, has my son come to see me today? Tell me about it—"
The prisoners were making noisy noises, and the few officers and soldiers who were busy running back and forth obviously had no time to pay attention to them, and just walked towards a cell in the depths with their eyes straight.
"Master! Master!"
As soon as the officers and soldiers stood at the door of the cell, a man jumped up from the ground and grabbed the iron railing: "Master! I was wronged. It's really not me. I really didn't kidnap the escort!"
This unshaven man could be someone other than Zhang Sihai.
"What are you doing, stand back!"
The officers and soldiers were obviously very impatient. Zhang Sihai's eyes widened, and he hesitated to speak. He let go of his hand and stood back slightly: "Master, I really don't know about escort robberies. My name is Zhang Sihai. Please support me." How many years has the boat been running? My sister's name is Zhang Sijing. If you are troubled, please help me ask, ask!"
"Don't make any noise!"
The officers and soldiers who were obviously a little upset glared at him, took out a book in their hands and flipped through it: "Zhang Sihai, right? Is your sister from Yihong Building?"
"My sister..."
Zhang Sihai gritted his teeth and nodded silently.
"Pack your things. It's none of your business. Let's go out in a while!"
After speaking, the officers and soldiers closed the booklet in their hands, turned around and left without looking back.
Zhang Sihai was stunned on the spot. After a long while, he raised his fist and slammed it on the iron fence.
"I can leave! I can leave!"
He turned around and shouted excitedly. Deep in the cell, Robert, dressed in West Asian clothes, was sitting on a long stone. His face looked very haggard.
"Congratulations, Zhang."
Zhang Sihai was stunned and realized that the officers and soldiers were only talking about themselves, but they did not mention Robert.
"what would you do?"
The two of them had been locked up for most of the day, and Zhang Sihai had become quite familiar with the West Asian man who saved his life from the river god.
Robert smiled: "It doesn't matter, I believe that the Lord of God will bless me. Zhang, the fact that you can clear the suspicion so quickly may be the blessing of the Lord of God."
Zhang Sihai sighed, looked back at the corridor, and said in a complex tone: "Sir Luo, you are my savior, I have to respect you, but I will definitely not believe the words of these gods and ghosts to protect people. .”
"Why?" Robert asked.
"I was born with poor health. My mother was missing when I was born, and my father was gone when I was ten years old. I had to work as a temporary maid with my sister to do laundry and cooking so that I could eat."
Zhang Sihai gritted his teeth and looked into the depths of the cell, his eyes seeming to see through the thick stone walls.
"I was seriously ill when I was fourteen years old. In order to raise money for medicine and save my life, my sister signed a contract to sell herself to Jian Hailou. From then on, I worked hard to make money. I was not afraid of any storms and was ready for anything at any time. I dared to leave the ship just to redeem my sister."
He turned around, his tone completely different.
"Sir Luo, if there really are any gods, where were they at that time?"
