This afternoon, Liu Yongfu, the commander of the Black Flag Army in Foshan, was transferred by the court to fight with the French Empire in the distance.
Huang Feihong, as a patriot with excellent martial arts and high moral character, went to see him off. Because of his personal relationship with Liu Yongfu, he was given this fan as a gift.
Use the black and white words on this fan to alert you to the country's crisis.
And I hope that one day, this fan will become a blank.
All the overlord clauses will disappear.
"Shi Rong!" Huang Feihong suddenly shouted.
"Hey!" Although Zhu Zhurong was still a little sullen, he didn't dare not listen to the master's greeting, so he immediately responded and walked over.
"In the future, every time you deliver meat, add three more heads. Get the money from the counter when you leave later." Huang Feihong ordered.
Pork Rong was shocked: "Master, why do you suddenly need to add so much?"
Huang Feihong sighed: "When Mr. Liu left, he left nearly a hundred watermen with me who could not be taken away. These are water elites who have experienced hundreds of battles and are rare talents. I cannot let them lose their water skills.
, so we need to form a militia so that they can continue to practice."
When Liu Yongfu left, he left behind a large number of people and naturally also money. Moreover, these people only followed Huang Feihong's orders. In comparison, he did not suffer much loss.
"A vigilante group of nearly a hundred people..." Zhu Zhurong's eyes widened, "Master, you will become the boss now, and the number of people here is almost half that of the Pier Gang."
Huang Feihong glared at Zhu Rong and walked towards the backyard.
The navy has just become a militiaman, so he must not be used to it yet. He has to spend more time doing work, and he has to arrange the next things so that nothing unexpected happens.
Zhu Zhurong watched Huang Feihong leave, and walked back helplessly.
After walking out of Baozhilin, I realized that I had not even mentioned that I asked Master to go to the theater with me this time.
"Forget it, it will be three days later anyway, let's talk then, and maybe Master already knows that the monkey monkey often comes to the store to buy medicine." Zhu Zhurong thought, shook his head and left.
…
at dusk.
The pier, which had been busy all afternoon, finally calmed down.
Although due to time issues, Ding Zheng's havoc in heaven didn't last long.
But the interest was aroused before, and after that, the audience was also enthusiastic when watching other plays.
Leader Yang stood at the entrance of the theater and personally sent the customers home one by one before walking inside happily.
The smoothness of today's performance far exceeded Mr. Yang's imagination.
Ding Zheng, who he was most worried about, did not make any mistakes. Instead, he was a martial artist in some theater troupes. Because the object he dealt with was a wild beast, he was a little nervous and made frequent mistakes.
However, the audience's attention was focused on Ding Zheng's vivid Monkey King, the Monkey King, and no one noticed anything else.
Thinking of today's passenger flow and excitement, Team Leader Yang was absolutely delighted.
If it's a full event like today, if you do it again, not only the losses and preparations made in the past few days can be recovered, but you can even make a lot of money!
Judging from the reaction of these guests today, there are definitely a large number of people who will come back.
You can't get enough of such a wonderful show once.
Moreover, Leader Yang also heard that there were many people who wanted to see it today, but because there were really no seats, they couldn't go in at all.
Therefore, making money is absolute.
Now let’s see how much you can earn!
Just one word: value!
Leader Yang's face was glowing, and he felt that he had the courage to innovate, and inviting Li Shangen and Ding Zheng here was a stroke of genius.
He even wanted to stage another havoc in heaven tomorrow.
But the words have been spoken.
No matter how much he wants to make money, Leader Yang will have to wait for two more days before he can perform the Havoc in Heaven again.
"This little scene is not enough. I have to stage all the scenes that will cause trouble in the palace! Only in this way can they enjoy it!"
As Leader Yang walked into the troupe, he was thinking about how his troupe would become more and more prosperous and famous thanks to Ding Zheng, the mainstay.
Just after Leader Yang walked away, several figures suddenly appeared outside the theater and then left.
"Are you sure? There will be a second show in two days."
"I asked more than a dozen audience members and it was confirmed that they would not perform the Havoc in Heaven again until the third day."
"Hmph, it seems there won't be anyone here tonight. These opera singers should be counting their money. Let's go! Let's go fuck him and take you to the brothel tonight!"
A group of thirteen people walked towards the Pier Theater ahead.
The leader was quite muscular and obviously had good strength. He also held a bright knife in his hand. His face was a bit sinister. At first glance, he was not a kind person.
The others also each held wooden sticks.
Obviously this group of people had premeditated this.
"Er Gou, are you sure the master who helped them wasn't there when we robbed the monkey trick last time?" Someone suddenly asked.
"No, they separated a few days ago, otherwise how could I bring my eldest brother here." Someone answered.
The leading brother waved his hand: "Don't panic, he is just a country bumpkin who can take a few beatings. He can bear the stick, but can he also bear my knife?"
"Even if he is here today, he will never come back!"
Following the leader's words, the popularity of the others greatly increased and they all laughed happily.
No matter how strong your body is, can you still be able to withstand a knife? Of course it's impossible!
Bang bang bang!
When I got close to the theater, a boy stepped forward and slammed the door.
After a while.
Leader Yang came out with a group of martial arts students and confronted these people at the theater gate.
Li Shangen was at the back of the team, silent.
Ding Zheng was a little helpless. He now felt that even without this system task, he wanted to destroy the dock gang.
It's so fateful.
Wherever it goes, the other party will find trouble. Who wrote the script?
"Master Yang, did you make a lot of money today?" the leader asked with a smile, holding the knife in his hand.
"You have made money but you don't know how to show respect to our elder brother. I think you troupe don't want to continue doing this!" The younger brother next to him said quickly.
Leader Yang's face turned pale: "Isn't it the old man's fault? I was too busy today and forgot to honor all the elder brothers. I will make up for it now!"
Of course Leader Yang knows these people.
All of them are members of the Pier Gang, and the leader is Liu Hu, the leader of the hall who is responsible for managing the surrounding area.
As one of the six leaders of the Wharf Gang, Liu Hu, although not very strong, has a very smart mind, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and can adapt to the situation.
Often without actually taking action, the opponent can suffer huge losses.
When Liu Hu first became the leader of the hall and was responsible for this area, Leader Yang also tried to resist.
But the other party didn't do anything, but arranged for the younger brother to pour dirty things in front of the theater all day long.
As a result, the surrounding area was so smelly that no audience wanted to come to the show.
A few days later, I had to pay the protection fee.
After suffering Liu Hu's loss, Team Leader Yang did not dare to say anything more.
He took out some money directly from the bag and handed it to the other party tremblingly.
Liu Hu took the money and shook it.
Then he suddenly took action, grabbed the lapel of Leader Yang who was retreating, and said with a ferocious smile: "You are sending a fucking beggar away! Huh?" Thanks to the boss of "Immortal, Indestructible, Injury, and Ageless" for the 1,000 starting coin reward, and The tip of 588 book city coins from the "Yu Sheng" boss. 555 is so touching! This is the first time this book has received a tip. The other two fans who tipped me are my own trumpets. They are used to maintain the false prosperity of this book. 555555 is too miserable. Already.