Chang Siguo had gone to the Central Military Camp to find An Xuelun, who had been promoted to a high position. The two were very familiar with each other and often drank together. He didn't want to alarm Fatty Zhuang and others and cause an earth-shattering commotion. He just wanted to visit An Xuelun, who loved to brag about his past achievements. Old man Mo, who was still young, sat down to chat, drank a few bowls of wine and then returned.
All the way through large and small trenches, we arrived at the familiar outpost Zuo Lie's camp.
The warehouse opposite the small school yard was recently built, and the fence looked fresh. Chang Siguo walked towards the entrance of the warehouse with a long knife hanging on his waist and a thin cotton black robe.
The two guards standing guard suddenly failed to recognize Hei Wa, who was wearing robes and had a drastically changed demeanor.
Move the railing aside, stand up and salute without squinting.
After Chang Siguo entered, the two of them realized that the old man who had just entered seemed... familiar?
Chang Siguo smiled and nodded to the other soldiers who had stepped aside, and walked inside. Before he reached Old Man Mo's public room, he heard that there was a lot of excitement inside, and a familiar and powerful yelling voice came out:
"...Get lost, there's no such thing as Lao Tian's bulk. You rags can't even hope to exchange for my supplies."
"Haha, you blind man. The boss has already acquiesced. If you don't want to change, you have to change... Heiwa is not around. I see who else can save you in this warehouse today? If you keep grinding, I will kill you. I tied him up and robbed him again..."
Hearing such a familiar and arrogant shout, Chang Siguo unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth to both sides.
Taking his time, he walked to the door of the public room.
Chang Siguo stood behind the onlookers and looked inside. He was more than a head taller than the guards, and he happened to be face to face with Yan Zhengkuan, who was showing off his power and was thick and fat.
"……Forehead!"
Yan Zhengkuan was dumbfounded on the spot, he opened his eyes hard, his cheeks trembled, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today. It's so unlucky that I ran into the hands of Master Heiwa again. Now I'm in big trouble.
It was a cold day, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He rolled his eyes and shouted out of urgency: "Come on, tie me up quickly." He put his hands behind his back.
Several of the men he brought scratched their heads, at a loss as to what to do, and very suspicious of their leader's arbitrary orders.
How could there be any reason to tie oneself up? Besides, they didn’t dare to tie her up.
Yan Zhengkuan made a show of kicking a few of his men who didn't understand what they were saying, and cursed: "Go ahead and tie me up, why are you still standing there? Let's plead guilty to Mr. Hei! You should be punished for your verbal offense just now! You should be beaten!"
As he spoke, he slapped his mouth flatteringly and bowed to the door to salute.
Old Man Mo, who was blocked in the room, heard something strange. He turned around and found Hei Wa standing out from the crowd outside the door.
Chang Siguo couldn't help but smile, this fat guy is really a shameless guy, and his brain works very fast.
Then he pushed aside the guards who were crowding at the door and turned around. He held the wine jar and said to Mo Xing, who was rubbing his hands in surprise: "Mr. Mo, tell me, how should I punish this guy? He refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. He offends again and again, and he still dares to come to the door. Come and rob our warehouse of supplies.”
"That's right, that's right. I refuse to change despite repeated admonitions. I'm so brave. I dare to go to the warehouse and cause trouble. Brother Mo will punish me accordingly."
Yan Zhengkuan quickly blamed himself, as if he was beaten and scolded as he pleased.
He could tell that Mr. Heiwa wasn't angry, otherwise he wouldn't be so talkative.
Mo Xing drove away the screaming Kuzu, who was watching and kicked him in the buttocks of Yan Zhengkuan, who was smiling and tilting his head to observe his words. He could only laugh and curse at this hobbiter: "I'm tired of seeing you, so get out of here, don't you dare to do it again." If you come to the warehouse to cause trouble, you will lose three of your legs."
Yan Zhengkuan almost fell over in an exaggerated manner, smiling like a weasel who had taken advantage of the sky. He cupped his hands and hurriedly led a few of his men out the door. He didn't dare to take away the pile of rags he had brought with him.
Chang Siguo greeted Mo Xing, who shouted outside to ask the guards to prepare food, and said, "Don't be too busy. Let's have a few drinks. I can't stay too long. I have to go back to the city later."
He turned over two small tea bowls, opened the wine jar, poured two bowls of wine, and put the wine jar on the table.
Knowing the door and the road, he dug out a can of fried soybeans from the table cabinet.
"I thought you had forgotten me, a blind old man, but I never thought you could still come see me."
Old Man Mo took the wine bowl, his face was full of emotion, he touched the wine bowl that he extended, drank it in a few sips, wiped his chin, and said with a smile: "The old man didn't look at the police, haha, I'm happy, come on, drink wine!"
Lifting up the wine bowl that Hei Wa had filled for him, the two of them touched it and finished another bowl of fragrant wine.
"It took me a while and I came too early. I guess there is no room to sit in the warehouse."
After Chang Siguo filled up the wine, he grabbed a handful of fried soybeans, biting them one by one until they were crispy and fragrant, and said: "Drink slowly, don't drink in a hurry. After this, the warehouse must be empty." ?”
"Isn't that right? All the wealth I earned before is gone, and I have to start from scratch again."
"Take it easy, don't work so hard, it would be nice to exchange some food with Fatty Yan for some wine."
"That guy is so stubborn, so how can he have any good wine? Don't let him get away with it."
"That's not possible. If there are no rules, there won't be any rules. Please be more cruel."
"Ha, okay, next time I'll use your name to scare them."
"Just use it. I'll make more trips when I have time. You can always come to the city as a guest. We don't have to be polite."
"Sure, I'll definitely go next time."
The two were chatting and drinking when there was a commotion outside. Soon, Tian Xiangan walked into the room with a smile on his face, followed by a group of generals. He greeted him warmly from a distance: "Mr. Chang is back. Tian has something wrong." Welcome from afar, forgive me for my sins."
He must have inquired clearly about such a trivial matter as Hei Wa's name change, otherwise it would be very disrespectful to call him Hei Wa when meeting.
Mo Xing hurriedly put down the wine bowl and stepped aside, holding on to the wall to steady himself. He was a little too drunk.
Chang Siguo glanced at the man next to Tian Xiangan, Ke Fan, who had an arrogant and sarcastic sneer on his lips. He ignored it, stood up, bowed his hand to Tian Xiangan in return, and said with a smile: "Master Tian is busy with official duties. Chang came back to take a look. I didn't think so." Chang is being rude by alarming Mr. Tian!"
He didn't want to hit the Laughing Man, and besides, he had no conflict with Tian Xiangan. If he didn't give him face in front of a group of subordinates, he wouldn't be a good person. It would not sound good if it was reported back to Sihuang City.
After exchanging a few polite words, Tian Xiangan asked Chang Si to come over and sit in the camp tent, and glanced at the red-faced old man Mo.
I hope Mo Xing can help him do it. Let me say a few words. Even if Mr. Chang joins Sihuang City, it would be a good thing for both of them to strengthen their relationship. In the end, Mr. Chang came from Outpost Zuowei and there should be no differences.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Mo was so drunk that he didn't even notice Tian Xiangan's eyes.
Ke Fan was very dissatisfied that the little Kuzu who could be manipulated at will had such bad luck and slipped away from his hands. He also knew that the rift between the two would be difficult to untie.
He doesn't care about it either, so what if he can't solve it?
He's just a cheap pawn with no background, so what can be done to him?
With a cough, he interrupted Tian Xiangan's flattering behavior and said: "I heard that Mr. Chang, with his True Yuan Realm cultivation, repeatedly killed Beirong cultivators. Ke did not overestimate his ability and wanted to ask Mr. Chang for a few tricks. I also asked Mr. Chang for his kindness. Give me some advice?"
He specifically reminded the other party that he was only in the True Yuan realm and should pay attention to his identity.
Tian Xiangan was very surprised and said hurriedly: "No, no, Mr. Ke, we are all one of our own, why should we hurt our harmony?"
He didn't expect Mr. Ke to be so small-minded and still be so unwilling to let go when everyone quit the bandit army.
It's a pity that he can't control Mr. Ke, otherwise he would really scold him.
It was this person who ruined his good deeds and let go of a body-training warrior in the army. Thinking about it makes his flesh ache.
Ke Fan chuckled and stared at the black boy who was not carrying a long bow and arrows. He asked Xiong Molin and others to find out more about it. It was said that this boy's only ability was in bows and arrows, and his other abilities were sparse and ordinary.
When the remnants of the Bei Rong soldiers were cleared out in the mountainous area, many cultivators had seen this black boy's superb archery skills and his unparalleled movement speed.
Since he came to the door without carrying a bow and arrow, he would of course seize the opportunity to make the black boy look ugly and show off his good behavior. Even a mere True Yuan realm cultivator would dare to show off in front of him.
"Precisely because we are one of our own, we should let go and compete with each other to improve our strength. Don't worry, I won't hurt the guests."
Ke Fan looked at the silent big man and said aggressively: "Mr. Chang, you don't even have the courage to spar, do you?"
During the sparring process, if he had the chance to kill someone, he would cause an accident. Wouldn't it be a disservice to himself and leave trouble in the future by letting such a hateful and annoying guy in the city?
As a disciple of the Yuanqing Sect, the most he can do is pay some price, just to compensate Sihuang City.
At that time, who will die for a person with no background and refuse to let him go?
