The world will meet in the morning.
"Oops, that's bad, Gang Leader!"
Wen Chou Chou wore a tall hat, fanned a fan as big as a leaf, put on blush like a little girl, spread out his hands, jumped left and right, and rushed into the back hall in a panic like a woman.
Xiongba was enjoying the food and rolled his eyes when he saw this action.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Chou Chou didn't seem to realize how ugly he was now, and hurriedly said: "Gang leader, last night I heard that Duan Lang and the city lord of Wushuang City, Dugu Yifang, were secretly conspiring. He is going to rebel!
I don't feel right about that boy Duanlang. The son of the majestic Nanlin Sword Leader would rather be a handyman in our world than go out to travel in the world. He must be harboring evil intentions.
Last time I wanted to give him a few words of discipline, but he actually teased me, woo woo woo!
Gang leader, I'm yours. Isn't he just teasing me because he doesn't like you? "
Xiongba was speechless.
With your actions and appearance, who among the gang would think highly of you? Didn't I laugh at you secretly?
But it just so happens that I can rest assured that he will be with me to do things.
He threw the memorial on the table casually.
"See for yourself."
Wen Chou Chou was suspicious and opened the memorial.
Since Tianxiahui became the largest gang in the world, it has long been determined to unify the world, so all ministries and halls began to follow the rules of the royal family and make preparations in advance.
If Xiongba disagrees, he will directly reject it or put it aside. If he agrees, he will criticize it with a red pen.
In addition, Xiongba has profound skills and abundant energy, and can handle everything in the world every day. He was finally able to experience the feeling of being the supreme being in the world: being arbitrary and following the rules!
Bashi!
After reading the memorial delivered by Nie Feng early in the morning, Wen Chou Chou was dumbfounded.
"Gang leader, this Duanlang has ulterior motives. Look at him disturbing you earlier than me. He must be guilty of treason!
Moreover, he, a little handyman, has an irreconcilable relationship with our kind, amiable, handsome and unrestrained Young Master Feng. He must be a cunning person.
In addition, I conspired with the Dugu Fang last night, and today I applied to be transferred to this Yujia Village. It may be that there is a treasure in that village, and I don’t want you to know about it, the gang leader.
Gang leader, I think it would be better to kill such an insidious and disloyal person as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future! "
Xiongba turned his head, stared, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Facing this look, Wen Chou Chou slumped to the ground, sweating all over.
"No...no, the gang leader misunderstood me!"
Following Xiong Ba for twenty years, he had seen this look many times, and soon he would hear the news of which family had been exterminated.
"roll!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
After that, Wen Chou Chou directly held his head, lay down on the ground and rolled out, hitting the threshold with a bang when he reached the door.
"Ouch!"
"Hahahaha!" Xiongba then laughed heartily.
After laughing for a while, Xiongba looked at the memorial again, pondered for a while, picked up the ink pen and marked it: "Yes!"
【***, when faced with a storm, he transforms into a dragon. 】
This was the order given to him by Ni Bodhisattva, the "best fortune teller in the world", so he accepted two disciples, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and taught them carefully in order to achieve his destiny!
And now there is only one force in the world that can pose a threat to the world, and that is Wushuang City.
Nan Wuming, Northern Sword Master.
The strength of Dugu Yifang was mediocre in his eyes, but the sword master who was as famous as Wu Ming, although he had secluded himself from the world, still attracted Xiong Ba's great attention.
Why is the martial arts world in such decline? Why did the Tianxiahui become the largest gang in the world in such a short period of time?
It was because twenty years ago that "nameless" man killed with one sword and no one in the world dared to respect him.
According to the order of Ni Bodhisattva, these two Fengyun people are the key to breaking the Wushuang City. For the sake of world hegemony, he is naturally willing to give Nie Feng some face.
Of course, the most important thing is that this Duanlang is really a waste. A little handyman can make everyone in the world, including him, despise him. What future can this kind of behavior have?
Martial arts? With Duanlang's level of strength, even if he practices for another twenty years, he can kill ten of them with one slap! Even easier than swatting a fly or mosquito to death.
Because for some reason, he couldn't see any flies or mosquitoes these days, so he couldn't swat them if he couldn't find them.
Could it be that because his destiny was strong and his aura of domineering power escaped, all the beasts, insects and ants did not dare to approach?
[In view of the general environment,
Sure enough, he is the real one!
However, Duan Lang is also smart and knows how to find a remote place to work as a steward to enjoy his happiness. If he keeps wandering around in front of him, whenever he is in a bad mood, he will kill him casually.
He is just a trash that he despises, but he dares to contact his enemy.
There is a way to die!
…
Yujiacun is where Tianxiahui is stationed.
Duanlang simply carried a package and a sword, and stood at the entrance of the village with a little yellow cat on his shoulders.
It is said to be a village here, but it is actually very large, equivalent to a county town. It is surrounded by mountains and has a Bailang River flowing through the village.
In this way, Yujia Village not only has mountain products, but also fish catches. Coupled with the cultivated land in the village, there is really a lot of harvest every year.
For this reason, Tianxiahui will set up a station here to collect taxes, firstly to make money, and secondly to collect various secret medicines for martial arts training.
"Stop, who are you?" A man came out from the station, his face was disheveled, but his expression was arrogant.
Duanlang Yiqi took out a token and a document from his arms.
"The new manager, where are the others in your station?"
The man looked Duan Lang up and down, his eyes filled with tears for a moment, and he burst into tears.
"Ah, Master Steward, you are finally here, we have been waiting so hard!"
Little yellow cat:......
Does he still have a chance to enjoy the hot and spicy food?
After a while.
Duan Lang sat in the hall and fell into deep thought.
It turns out that the villagers of the Yu family are fierce and tough. Most of the young people in the village have strong martial arts and hunting skills, and ordinary people cannot beat them.
The key is that people are wise. If a big shot comes to the Tianxiahui, they will pay all the taxes immediately.
Wait until the big shot leaves.
Tax? Do you want me to sleep with you? Get out!
In the past six months, the Tianxiahui has established three new halls. With the intention of competing for world hegemony, it is natural to recruit experts from all over the world.
As soon as the original manager of Yujia Village left, the people in the village were naturally rude to the minions here. If they were not afraid that people from the world would come, they would have been driven away long ago.
The minions were also afraid that the new steward would blame him for not doing things well, so they left one person to guard the place while the rest collected medicine from the mountains and fished in the water.
awful!
As for the villagers' fear of being blamed by the new steward?
Although the Tianxiahui is said to be the largest gang in the world, a gang is a gang. The new manager will only care about whether the taxes collected during his tenure have been collected. How can he still care about the previous one?
deficit?
When a new official takes office, he sets fire to the ledger and warehouse, so why not just pass all the blame on to the previous official?
No big deal!
"Douzhao, go buy some food and cook a good meal for the brothers tonight. Once you have eaten and drank enough, we will gather early tomorrow morning. I will lead you into the village to ask for an explanation!"
As he said this, Duanlang casually threw a couple of pieces of silver to the boy.
As a handyman, he naturally didn't have much money. The twenty taels of silver he had were given to him by Nie Feng when he left.
Although Nie Feng is the leader of the hall, he has never been greedy or possessive. If someone in the hall was injured or died in battle, he would provide money to care for them, and sometimes even help take care of orphans and widows.
With these twenty taels of silver given away, Nie Feng will probably only be able to eat in the hall master's cafeteria of the Tianxiahui from now on, and it will be impossible to add extra meals.
"Thanks
Thanks to the steward, I'll go right away! Douya licked his lips and said happily, then rushed out.
I haven’t eaten meat for a long time!
Duanlang smiled knowingly.
Back then, I was bullied by the older generation disciples in the labor camp for half a year, eating chaff and leftover buns, and doing endless work every day.
In the end, Nie Feng took him to eat a piece of meat and said in public that he was his younger brother, so he escaped from the sea of suffering.
That big piece of fat meat at that time was really greasy, sweet and delicious, and he would never forget it in his life.
As for the disciples of the Tangtang Tianxiahui called Douya, that is even more normal.
In Tianxiahui, most of them come from poor families, and there are many such things as Ergou, Goudan, Maoyu... there are many. Regardless of whether he is a handyman or a formal disciple, the only things he has to do are two things: practice martial arts and obey orders.
Reading makes sense? Except for Nie Feng's three direct disciples, the others don't need to study at all, they just need to obey and work hard.
After reading the book, you won’t be fooled into working hard.
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The second day.
"Dang Dang Dang~"
Douya arrogantly held a gong and beat it while shouting loudly.
"The new steward of the Tianxiahui, Mr. Duanlang, is inspecting. The new steward of the Tianxiahui, Mr. Duanlang, is inspecting!"
Duan Lang imitated Xiong Ba's appearance, walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and followed slowly behind.
Seeing some villagers slowly coming around from both sides, looking at him with fear and envy, they also slowly raised their heads and smiled.
Is this what power feels like?
The little yellow cat was so happy that he quickly assumed the standard posture of a marquis, holding his head high and chest out, looking at people through his nostrils, his eyes should be three parts cool, three parts sneer, and four parts careless, and his chin should be raised a little.
.....
"Dad, why is this new steward so young? Is he not good at martial arts? Do you want to go up and teach him a lesson?" A girl in the crowd asked unhappily.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Yu Yue scolded in a low voice.
"That's right? Look at the cat he raised. It needs spanking at first sight! If the cats he raises need spanking like this, this person must not be a good person!" Yu Chuchu muttered.
As the most beautiful woman in Yujia Village, she was pampered since childhood and was admired and pursued by the young people in the village. She naturally has her own pride.
Little yellow cat:......
This little girl is ignorant! He has the manners of an authentic Chinese Marquis.
"Steward Duan, look, there are almost all the people in this village who can speak. Do you want to say a few words?" Dou Ya approached Duan Lang and said with a flattering smile.
Duan Lang nodded and glanced at everyone.
In this small village with simple folk customs, there are not many people who have read books. No one can understand or listen to what they say.
Boxing is power!
First find a few of the strongest ones and teach them a lesson, then they will all behave.
"I heard that your village doesn't want to pay taxes? Does that mean you want to go against my Tianxiahui? Okay! The rules of the world, let's fight.
That uncle with the hammer, yes, that's you, come out! Everyone just looks arrogant in your eyes! Duan Lang said bluntly.
As Tmall's shit-sweeper, the son of destiny, now that he has come to this poor place in the backcountry, who does he need to be afraid of?
He's going to hit ten!
Yu Yue was startled, put down the hammer, and walked slowly to Duan Lang, his face expressionless.
"Why are you looking so fierce? Do you think you can survive a fight? To be honest, I can give you a punch for a small character like you. Come on, come on, hit me!"
Duanlang pointed at his belly and said arrogantly.
After more than 20 years of practicing martial arts, he has achieved a small degree of internal strength. Even ordinary masters cannot break his internal energy.
Yu Yue:......
This was the first time in his life that he had seen such an outrageous request.
"Why are you still standing there? Don't you dare? I think the girl standing next to you is pretty good. Is she your daughter?"
Yu Yue gradually became serious.
The dragon has reverse scales, which will make you angry if you touch them!
A serious punch!
Duan Lang quickly mobilized his skills and prepared himself carefully. He couldn't make a fool of himself in front of so many people. He couldn't be too careful.
Subsequently.
"Pfft~"
Duan Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood three feet high, splashing on Yu Yue's face.
It can only be said that he is a strong man who can compete with Xiongba's direct disciples. Even after vomiting so much blood, his figure is still steady and he has not taken a step back.
Little yellow cat:......
Everyone:......
After a moment of silence, Duan Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle, what do you do?"
Yu Yue looked at him in surprise. He was a master who could take a full blow from his Qilin Arm without dying.
This person's strength is not inferior to him!
"I'm a blacksmith!" Yu Yue said honestly and honestly.
Duanlang:? ? ?
nonsense! Does blacksmithing have to be so strong? Are you so serious about playing?
"Qiang!"
Duan Lang drew his sword, and in an instant there seemed to be a wave of bright light and fire flashing by. Everyone took a picture of it and immediately took a few steps back.
"Come, let me swordsmanship with you! I'll let you try the best swordsmanship in the world that my Duan family used to dominate the world!"
Except for Bu Jingyun and Xiong Ba, this is the first time he has suffered such a big loss since he was a child, so he must find a place.
Yu Yue waved his hand quickly: "No, no, we are convinced of your strength, Uncle Duan. From tomorrow on, all the mountain products and catches in our village will be sold to you, Tianxiahui."
If what you don’t want is sold to the merchants who receive the goods, then according to the rules, tax will be paid on ten percent and three percent. "
If others don't know, doesn't he know himself? As a swordsmith, I only know some rudimentary skills and am a little stronger.
That year when Huo Qilin brought disaster to his village, Yu Yue stepped forward. Holding a sword, he faced the fierce fire unicorn.
Yu Yue, who has average martial arts skills, is naturally not Huo Qilin's opponent, but Yu Yue found that there was a scar on Huo Qilin's body. The sword stabbed here and injured Huo Qilin.
But the hot blood poured out onto his left arm. The extremely hot Qilin blood made him feel as if his entire arm was burning. Soon after, all the burning hard skin faded away, and a brand new arm appeared. exposed.
Unexpectedly, this arm has magical power. Not only is it infinitely powerful, it sometimes also allows him to do things uncontrollably.
He didn't know why he was so calm today, but he was afraid that if he continued to fight, it would cause irreparable consequences. This steward has such strength at a young age, and there might be a big shot behind him, but he cannot be provoked.
"Yes, yes, we will start paying taxes tomorrow!" Other villagers quickly agreed.
Duan Lang drew his sword and looked around, feeling confused.
Did he get punched in vain?
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