Compared with the bandits who were born and raised in Linzhou, the outsider Zhang Jun and his party seemed a bit too different.
"Bah! His mother-in-law is actually prettier than the other women I've played with before. It's a pity that this is the territory of the Smiling Tiger. Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice to tie him back to the village and become his wife?"
A bandit leader stared at Zhang Jun's back greedily, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered to the person next to him.
"That's not easy. After we're done here, we can just go outside the city and kidnap them. I heard that there are more than two hundred pretty girls in Xiangshan Village, so I'll take them too."
Women are a scarce resource in Linzhou, and women with good looks are even rarer to find. This has led to many bandits becoming "dry road" heroes or both men and women.
With the help of an unknown old man, Zhang Jun opened several acupuncture points with essence and blood. Now he has achieved some success in body refining techniques, and his hearing, vision, smell and other senses have also been greatly improved. Therefore, even if the voice behind him is very faint, he can still hear it clearly.
The art of body refining is indeed extraordinary. Although Li Yun and others who came with Zhang Jun did not receive any external help, they were able to open up one or two acupoints in just three days, improving their physical fitness in all aspects. They all have different levels of improvement and strengthening, so I can vaguely hear the discussion behind them.
Li Yun's two sword eyebrows were raised, murderous intent loomed in his eyes, and his palm touched the handle of the knife inserted at his waist.
Zhang Jun stretched out his hand to press Li Yun's wrist and shook his head gently.
"You are still young, so be patient."
After saying that, Zhang Jun turned his head and glanced at the two people, who happened to be looking at Zhang Jun as well. Their eyes collided, but the two people showed no intention of shying away. Their gazes became more and more unscrupulous. One of them deliberately looked at Zhang Jun's crotch, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.
Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold, and he turned back and gave instructions in Li Yun's ear.
"But if he bites the nose, I'll give him something harsh. It will kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and establish the prestige of our village."
"Don't worry, Brother Jun, I know what's appropriate."
Huwei City is located in the southeast region of Linzhou, and this time it invited bandits within its sphere of influence.
But even so, there are as many as three to four hundred bandit leaders of various sizes gathered in Huwei City. Each leader basically brings a dozen or so confidants, adding up to more than five thousand people.
If more than 5,000 tough and unruly bandits poured into Huwei City, even Duan Hong would feel a headache. Therefore, it was ordered that only the leaders of each bandit village were allowed to enter the city, while the rest of the entourage stayed outside the city and waited.
The bandit Huweicheng who stayed outside the city entertained everyone with good wine and meat. Duan Hong also guaranteed their safety with his life.
Duan Hong, the lord of Huwei City, was famous in Linzhou. Although such a request made the major bandit leaders feel anxious, they still obeyed the order after careful consideration.
Just because many of the bandit leaders have already known in advance the specific content of what Duan Hong wants to discuss this time, the benefits that will come after the matter is completed are really irresistible.
Being a gangster is basically a job of wearing your head in your belt. As long as the benefits are great enough, it is normal to rebel.
Under the leadership of Chen Guang and other wing guards, Zhang Jun entered Huwei City with six bandit leaders who arrived at about the same time as him.
Huwei City was originally a lower county under the jurisdiction of the government. Six years ago, Duan Hong led a night attack and captured it. After driving away the county magistrate and other officials, it became Duan Hong's base camp.
After all, it was under the rule of bandits, so Zhang Jun originally thought that Huwei City was either heavily guarded or dilapidated, but after entering the city, he was surprised to find that it was quite prosperous.
Not only are there a variety of shops and vendors, but there are also many people working or shopping in the streets and alleys. You can even see old people sitting on stone benches on the street squinting in the sun and urchins running around.
"Brother, how do you think our Huwei City is being managed?"
Seeing Zhang Jun looking around, Chen Guang asked with a smile.
"It looks like a prosperous age."
Zhang Jun replied half sincerely and half flatteringly.
The real reason is that Zhang Jun has indeed not been to such a densely populated and prosperous city for a long time.
The flattery is because Zhang Junnai is from Kyoto and has never seen any kind of prosperity.
"Hahaha. The appearance of a prosperous age, well said, well said."
Chen Guang laughed and patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder.
Soon the group passed through half of the city and arrived at the city lord's mansion located in the center of the city.
The City Lord's Mansion was rebuilt from the original county government office. As you walked up the steps, crossed the threshold, and entered the mansion, you heard the sounds of people drinking wine and calling friends from deep.
The City Lord's Mansion is in the layout of a front office and a house in the back. After passing through the first entrance of the office and arriving at the second entrance, you will see forty or fifty tables of banquets placed in the spacious courtyard. Each table of banquets may have six or seven people sitting around it. There were about ninety people, all of them were slovenly and looked fierce. They were the leaders of the bandit village in the southeast of Linzhou.
The banquet was held in a circular format, with a table in the middle where no one was seated.
There were four tables in the second circle, and most of them were already occupied.
The third and fourth circles are slightly scattered and the difference is not obvious, but they are almost all occupied.
"Hahaha, Brother Chen is finally here. Come and do it here. Brother Chen has reserved a seat specially for you."
In the fourth circle, a person stood up at a banquet table near the courtyard gate, waved and shouted to a bandit leader who was coming with Zhang Jun.
"Master Li, come here..."
"Old Liu Tou, why don't you come over here and drink..."
Several people stood up from the third or fourth round of banquets and greeted the six bandit leaders who had just entered.
Soon only Zhang Jun was left standing alone at the entrance of the courtyard, and Chen Guang was nowhere to be seen.
snort! Are you showing off your power?
I wonder if the gold and silver given that day were not enough?
Or because he gave too much, Chen Guang became more greedy and wanted to take this opportunity to beat himself up and get more benefits.
Zhang Jun snorted coldly and thought in his heart.
Although no one greeted Zhang Jun, there were many people staring at him.
It may be cold, gloomy, or lustful, just to name a few.
Zhang Jun pretended to turn a blind eye to these malicious glances. After scanning his eyes, he walked to a banquet table with three empty seats, pulled out a chair and sat on it.
"There's someone here. If you don't want to die, pretty boy, just get out of here."
The bandit leader at the same table, who had a fat head and big ears and was blind in one eye, glared at Zhang Jun with his one eye and cursed.
Zhang Jun stood up after hearing this, with a sarcastic look on his one-eyed face.
A bear like this deserves to sit at the same table and drink with me.
But Zhang Jun did not leave. Instead, he looked around the chair, then sat back down.
"No name written."
"What?"
One Eye blurted out in confusion.
"If there is no name on the chair, it is a thing without an owner. Even if it is a thing without an owner, it should come first, first served."
Zhang Jun explained with a smile.
"You're fucking seeking death!"
One Eye slammed the table, stood up, cursed angrily, and reached out to grab Zhang Jun's chest.
