The sun has just emerged from the horizon, bringing out a ray of morning glow, indicating that today will be a sunny day.
In the practice field deep inside the Hemp Rope Alley, some diligent waist knives stood curiously in the distance to watch the ongoing effects in a corner.
"That's Fatty Zhang, right? Hahaha, you're so fat and you're still performing combined strikes? But you still have some skill with your feet, and you didn't make the wrong step. Tsk, but it's so funny no matter how you look at it!"
"Yes, it looks like dancing with a fat pig. But then again, how come these Qianfang waist knives have learned the combined attack technique? They don't need it, right?"
"Don't you see who is standing in front of you? Bai Lang, Bai Zhentang!"
"Hoo! That's Bai Zhentang?! He looks too young, right? He's not really only sixteen years old as people say, right?"
"What's wrong with being sixteen? You don't think the things that are being said outside are all false, do you? Look, the waist knives in Qianfang are not fuel-efficient lamps. Who dares to make a mistake in front of him?"
"Hehe, I didn't say it was a lie, did you? Bai Zhentang, I know his reputation for cutting off people's ears and tongues. But I don't understand why he wants these waist knives in the money shop to learn the art of joint attack. This Are you planning to drag him out to kill those bullies in the sword shop across the way?"
"Okay, let's go. Don't hang around to avoid misunderstandings. There has been a big incident in the city recently, and the knife shop is also tense. It's better for us not to cause trouble."
Those who watched the fun in twos and threes did not stay much. On the other hand, the Qianfang waist swordsmen walking in the corner with combined attack skills all had stern expressions, and some even started to sweat on their foreheads.
I feel panicked!
No one took the combined attack technique seriously before, thinking it was just a fun thing arranged by the town hall on a sudden whim. Everyone was laughing and joking about it, and after two months, Zhentang himself would probably have forgotten about it. After all, in the Qianfang, it is almost impossible to find an occasion to use the combined attack technique. Many of these waist knives are made by the old people in the Qianfang. Who doesn't know this?
But it is this kind of "knowledge" that has caused most of the old fritters to suffer this time.
Yesterday morning, Zhang Wu hurriedly gathered all the waist knives who were not on duty. Even the two drunks were not left behind. He broke in directly, poured cold water on them to wake them up, and dragged them to the martial arts training ground.
Just one sentence: If you want to lose your ears and be kicked out of Qianfang, you don’t have to come.
Only later did everyone realize that Bailang was fighting hard this time. So he followed Zhang Wu and hurriedly began to practice the combined attack technique.
Although the combined attack technique is not difficult to learn, it is not something that can be learned simply and easily. The main difficulty lies in the proficiency of the team members and the coordination between them. It also seems very time-consuming and boring, which is also the key to the perfunctory work of these waist knives.
After working hard all night, I finally became familiar with the most basic moves of combined attack. I saw Bai Zhentang coming early in the morning. I thought that as long as I didn't make any mistakes, I should be able to pass smoothly.
But who would have thought that Bai Zhentang was so good at playing that he would break up all the teams that had gathered together to practice last night. He divided them into groups himself and went through it all over again as four-person teams. This confused everyone.
It wasn't like no one had any suggestions, but as soon as he spoke, he was slapped in the face so badly that his molar almost got knocked out after a close call. After that, everyone didn't dare to fart, so they could only bite the bullet and work hard to consolidate all the moves of the combined attack technique, so that they could at least complete the moves smoothly, right?
Bai Lang had a cold face and looked at the formation in front of him that was full of mistakes without saying a word. He had seen the combined attack technique before, and after asking Liu She to help him get the decentralized technique from the knife studio, he also took one and tried it himself. It's not difficult, but it takes time to grind. Now it seems that although the hard work of these waist knives in front of them day and night has made progress, there is still a huge gap between initial mastery.
"Everyone, starting from today, you will be fined ten times and your profits will be divided. One month later, I will come back to see your practice results. If you can't use the combined attack technique to attack and defend, then pray that your ears can still be used. Keep it. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
After Bailang finished speaking, he left. He didn't say any more threats or give any psychological warning to the thieves below. What he looks at is the results, and how many of these smart-minded people know their choices.
Anyway, Bailang was preparing to screen the dozens of people he had in hand. Now that Liu She is away, he no longer needs to worry about many things, speeding up the progress, and at the same time, many of the foreshadowings prepared before are no longer needed. It's better to be straightforward.
As for what these waist knives are thinking and what they are planning to do behind their backs, Bai Lang is not prepared to pay attention to them for the time being. He knows that "lucky" is a bad habit that most people can't get rid of.
After leaving the martial arts training ground, Bailang did not leave Ma Sheng Alley, but came to see Tang Yan, the swordsman, for the first time. And he just got this right yesterday. And before coming, he had done enough homework in his mind and heart. He wanted this trip to at least make Tang Yan nod. Only in this way can the rest of the matter unfold smoothly.
"Bai Zhentang, Zuodao wants you to come in."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Li." Bai Lang said as a piece of silver slipped into the hand of the guard who was leading the way. Then he cupped his hands towards the other party, knocked on the door and entered Tang Yan's mansion.
"Subordinate, please refer to Zuo Dao."
"What's the matter?" Tang Yan put down the papers in his hands and raised his head. He didn't understand why Bailang had only seen him yesterday and why he was here again today. Is it about those water money accounts?
Bailang bowed and said, "I'm a swordsman. I have something private to report."
"Private matter?"
"Yes, the sword. Because my subordinate had completed the promotion task of waist sword, he used some methods, but was indirectly taken away by the city lord's palace. A few days ago, Lord Zhou Zhonghao of the city lord's palace came to ask his subordinates something. , and gave some pointers.”
Tang Yan was still frowning at first, wondering what nonsense this kid was talking about? After listening to it later, my heart suddenly became brighter, and I thought to myself: So this guy is here to pull a big banner?
"That is to say, Zhou Zhonghao made it clear that you can benefit from it, and you decided to build a way to make money in the new industrial park through food, housing, dock loading and unloading, and now you need help, right?"
"Zu Dao clearly knows that it is really difficult for me to do it alone, so I ask Zuo Dao to lend me a helping hand!" After saying this, Bai Lang bowed again, as if he was really asking for help. He is completely familiar with this routine, and can even be said to be familiar with it. He used to do this when he was a social animal in another world.
Tang Yan thought for a while and said: "You are responsible for everything. I can help you hold the battle, but you can't just use my banner in a big way. After all, the benefit is promised to you by the City Lord's Palace, Bailang. Do you understand?"
"My subordinate understands."
"Also. Zhou Zhonghao also told you not to be greedy, so you must not touch the main business in the industrial park. Otherwise, it would be "greedy". You must be aware of this.
Finally, about molecules. I don't want to be a part of it. I account for 20% of the cash in it. When you start moving, I will give you the money in installments."
Bailang was in a good mood after coming out of Tang Yan's place. Tang Yan agreed directly. Although there were some changes in the details, it was still generally the same as he had guessed at the beginning. To put it bluntly, it is the approach of "not having any connection in name".
With Tang Yan taking the lead, Bailang could already foresee what would happen next.
(End of chapter)
