The warehouse manager handed over the accounts honestly. He didn't expect Zhao Changhe to understand them. He even planned to explain them, but Zhao Changhe actually understood them.
"Damn it, why are there so few things? The good guy took hundreds of taels of silver and three carts of rice in one breath. Damn, those pheasant chickens were too easy to take. They belong to my family, Luo Qilie!" Zhao Changhe Shaking the account book, he said angrily: "Fang didn't do anything, and he has a big appetite. He has the nerve to say he's looking for treasures, so he found one and sent it!"
To put it this way, the meat was hunted by a group of people, how many small teams, how come it became your Luo Qi Lie's... The warehouse manager did not dare to say anything.
"He is the helmsman, and our village is still his subordinate. There is nothing he can do to take it." A gangster next to him said helplessly: "Boss, what should we do now? It has been difficult to hunt animals recently. If we leave Chun, there is still no chance. How about some time...are we..."
As he spoke, he made a gesture: "Luotou robbed Zhangzhuang before, but Yue Hongling interfered with it, and they didn't take anything... Shall we go again?"
This gangster was the one who passed by to report Yue Hongling. His name was Wang Dashan. Hearing this, he unexpectedly felt a bit at odds with Zhao Changhe. For the first time, Zhao Changhe realized that his name was so vulgar.
This Wang Dashan was basically a second-rate kid from a nearby town who defected to the bandits. He was not a good guy, but there were no good guys in the village either. Zhao Changhe took him as a deputy villager because of his whistleblowing. host.
Seeing Wang Dashan's eagerness to try, Zhao Changhe pinched his head with a headache.
These gangsters really have no brains...
"No matter how turbulent Daxia is, it is not dead yet! Zhang Zhuang just escaped from death, are you not afraid of you coming again? He has obviously reported to the official, and now there is a high probability that there are officers and soldiers watching. If the chief officer here is a If there is something to be done, maybe the officers and soldiers are already preparing to organize the suppression of bandits... Do you want to go again at this time? How high is your Wang Dashan entrance?"
Wang Dashan: "..."
Zhao Changhe had a headache. Do you think that all of them are Luo Qi and the fourth and fifth levels of the entrance are pretending to be weak? None of you can even practice turning around and slashing. Are you going to commit suicide by relying on you crooks...
Originally, when the helmsman Fang settled in the city, he should be responsible for resolving official affairs. At least he should be able to report any troubles. Unfortunately, it would be good if the helmsman did not cause trouble for himself. Obviously, he could not count on it.
Fortunately, even if there are not many officers and soldiers in such a remote town, there are probably only a few city guards and government officials. The possibility of entering the mountains to suppress bandits in this snowy and icy weather is still relatively small. Even if they do come, don't be afraid. But it’s easy to overturn when you go out on your own.
Zhao Changhe pondered for a long time and finally said: "These things in the village are not enough for everyone to eat for a day. No matter how we try, we can't solve the current urgent problem. This is not how we adjust money and food. We don't teach any basic methods. Leader Fang is obviously doing this. You are deliberately causing trouble and creating problems for us. It’s so fucking despicable.”
Wang Dashan wondered: "How dare you, helmsman? Boss, you and the saint..."
"Heh..." Zhao Changhe smiled. The so-called backstage is there on the surface, but in fact people with a more open heart will know that it is not there...
How many people have heard Zhuque say in person that they cannot have thoughts about men and women. If Luo Qi really wants to be a so-called saint, he is afraid that he will not even dare to express friendship. If he shows too much care, it will inevitably be considered that the old relationship is unforgettable. Even Zhao Changhe Maybe he will be killed by the Four Symbol Cult first. The Devil's Cult is a Devil's Cult after all, but no one will tell you much.
Of course, Fang Buping is stupid enough. Luo Qi can't take care of him. Isn't it just a simple thing to wear small shoes for you in the future? I really don’t know what to think. Are you blinded by jealousy?
"It doesn't matter what he thinks." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "I only believe in hitting with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches. Come with a few people and follow me into the city. After you get the money, you can buy in the city."
Wang Dashan was dumbfounded: "Go to the city? Where can I get the money?"
"Isn't there a lot of money in Captain Fang's station?" Zhao Changhe strode down the mountain: "If you take something from me, I will make him spit it out! Let's go."
Wang Dashan: "???"
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To enter the city, the first thing you face is the issue of the wanted order.
At present, Zhao Changhe has not learned the Kung Fu of lightening his height and moving up and down. The footwork of the Blood Evil Kung Fu is for leaping and attacking. The explosive power bonus brought by the Kung Fu is for running. It can allow you to jump as high as possible. One thing, it is still very difficult to climb over the city wall.
It's a bit painful to be in the fantasy world of martial arts without light kung fu, and the most basic elegance is gone. But there's nothing you can do about it, because Sun's own light kung fu is as terrible as a buffalo climbing a tree. After all, he's just a man practicing external kung fu.
However, these days, Xia Longyuan's internal strength training has been quite effective. He has truly cultivated both internal and external skills. With internal strength, he can naturally use some light body skills. When the time comes, he will see where to find a set. This should be much easier than finding a skill.
He arrived at the city gate anxiously, and when he saw the wanted notice from afar, Zhao Changhe smiled.
Tang Shouzuo's painting skills are really great. He painted his face very, very much like a photo. Even the bloodstains on his face that had not yet formed scars were drawn, which corresponded exactly to the scars now.
But the problem is that at that time, Zhao Changhe was a college student who shaved every day, and now he has a beard. At that time, his hair was short, but now it is half-length and not short, very messy, like a sharp guy; at that time, there was still a bookish atmosphere on campus. , now the gangster spirit is deep and powerful, he speaks in a loud voice, and swears constantly, and his whole temperament has changed drastically.
Zhao Changhe suddenly thought that no one would dare to recognize him now when he was standing in front of his former classmates. No wonder Yue Hongling looked so dumbfounded when she saw him that day.
In short, with this appearance, even if he swaggers into the city, the guards may not recognize it... Besides, there are no guards here who are dedicated to their duties and conduct careful inspections. They are all lazy, taking advantage of the lack of snow today to bask in the sun. Someone enters the city. He just stopped him to collect a city tax, but he didn't even look at the person's face.
To put it this way, the so-called wanted order's restrictions on oneself are not as great as previously thought.
Zhao Changhe's mood suddenly improved and he strode into the city.
As expected, no one of the guards took him seriously. He stopped him lazily, stretched out his hand, and didn't even bother to say anything.
Zhao Changhe took out a few coins and put them in his hand. The guard waved his hand and the group went in without saying anything.
"Is this all the officers and soldiers? The wanted criminal is standing in front of us without even bothering to take a look." Wang Dashan sneered in a low voice: "This court is indeed about the same."
Zhao Changhe glanced at him sideways and made no comment.
Although he didn't want to recognize his wild father, he knew that if he did, he could really become a prince, so his mentality changed unknowingly, as if the country suddenly had something to do with him.
If it were a prosperous age, this fake prince would probably be quite happy... Sigh. It's a pity that in this kind of world, there is a high probability that you will be a pure scapegoat, so forget it.
He strode towards the location of Fang Buping's sub-rudder. It was a mansion covering an area of several acres. It was not at all low-key with its exquisite decoration and decoration. Dozens of Blood God cultists lived in it, and there were even a bunch of maids and servants.
The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. To be a sub-ruler is of course the most important thing is to have fun. Who the hell can’t bear to live in the mountain village in the ice and snow... Zhao Changhe has been in the mountain village for more than a month. Except for the first day he met Fang Buping, he never saw him again. Having seen it half a time, we can understand why the treasure hunting mission in Beimang is so inefficient and incompetent.
Zhao Changhe came to the door. Two believers were acting as door guards. When they saw Zhao Changhe coming, their eyes straightened: "Zhao...oh, what is the purpose of Zhao Village Master coming here? No, how dare you enter the city... …”
"Tsk, he is indeed a brother from the city. He is even more polite when speaking. He is just different from us people in the mountains."
"...In teaching, you must read the meaning of the scriptures."
"I admire you, a man of culture." Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "It seems that I have to ask Master Fang for some books... Well, the main reason I came here is to visit Master Fang. How is his injury?"
The church members could not think of any reason to stop Zhao Changhe. Although Zhao Changhe was a junior member, he was now an official member of the church, so they could only bring him in: "The helmsman was seriously injured and was recuperating. I saw the village leader coming to visit. Must be very happy."
Zhao Changhe asked calmly: "Have you seen the doctor?"
"Of course I have seen it. There are also holy hands in the religion."
"Then Captain Fang should be fine soon, right? This world is not peaceful. Without the strength of the Captain, everyone feels guilty..."
"It's not easy to get out of bed now. The doctor said it will be difficult to recover within two or three months. It will be good to have half of the original strength after three months of recovery... Let's see if it will be better in the spring."
"Well, the elite of the cult have evacuated. Since the helmsman is so seriously injured, are the guards at the helm strong enough? Do you want me to send some people over?"
"Although there are no masters left, there are still quite a few at the first and second levels of the entrance hall. If a small, remote town like this wants any masters, it should be enough."
Zhao Changhe smiled and followed Youyou into the house. He felt that his city was indeed a little deeper now.
He came to Fang Buping, but he didn't necessarily come to fight directly. It was more important to understand the situation. Whether it was Fang Buping's injury or the strength of the helmsmen in the city, he had to be aware of it before he could make a plan.
But Wang Dashan and others only thought that the village leader had lost his temper, just like when he beat Zhang Quan to death.
Being impulsive and irritable is sometimes a very useful character design.
I practiced with a little witch who never told the truth from beginning to end... maybe she has grown up.
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PS: The key plot in the early stage has just passed, and there are a few chapters to prepare for the transition, so don’t rush.
