Early in the morning, the gambling stalls were not open yet. These places only opened in the afternoon or evening. After all, even gamblers have to make money, otherwise where would the money come from to gamble...

A group of angry men were packing up things in a small gambling stall. The floor was full of garbage and was disgustingly dirty. The air circulation was also poor, and there was an indescribable stench in the room.

Zhu Jiayan took more than 20 brothers to the entrance of the small gambling stall and looked at the breakfast stall next to him. There were seven or eight men sitting in front of the stall. He knew that these people were also Lu Haotang's subordinates.

"Go, help them settle their accounts and bring all the people over. Don't delay their business."

Zhu Jiayan turned his head and said something to a younger brother next to him. He kept in mind what Wang Xuan said. The common people are poor. You can't make much money from them, and they can easily get a bad reputation. You must learn to respect those common people and let them live in peace.

He looks like a character.

Anyone who goes to the street to ask around will hear that you, Uncle Zhu, are upright and honest, and treat others with sincerity. You never bully the market. You are a well-known figure wherever you go. Anyone who dares to touch you will be stabbed in the back by the common people.

, only after you get involved in this kind of thing, your reputation as Master Zhu can be considered established.

You have to find a way to make money from the rich. One rich person can stand up to hundreds of poor people without losing your reputation. If you do it well, your reputation as someone who robs the rich and gives to the poor can make your reputation grow with the tide.

The boy next to him came to the breakfast stall and handed a handful of copper coins to the man selling the breakfast. "The money for these people's meals has been settled by them. If there is more, you don't need to change it."

Several men who were eating were stunned. They looked up and looked around, only to find that Mr. Zhu, who had become famous recently, was standing at the door of his gambling stall with 20 brothers.

"Master Zhu, please come over and have a chat."

Several people also saw that something was wrong with the situation, so they stood up and walked over without caring about eating or drinking.

Zhu Jiayan raised his hand to stop the other party from speaking. This action was exactly what he learned from Wang Xuan, "Let's talk inside. There are some things that are hard to say in front of a large audience."

After saying that, without giving anyone a chance to talk, he just opened the door and walked in.

Bah, Zhu Jiayan covered his nose and glanced at the environment inside. What, what the hell.

In the past half month or so, at Wang Xuan's request, Zhu Jiayan also learned to be clean. This was an environment that he thought was normal before, but now he can't stand it.

This guy, it's easy to get up but hard to get down.

The gambling stall is quite large, with a large room of no less than 300 square meters, and it can accommodate hundreds of gamblers without any problem.

After a group of people came in, it didn't seem crowded at all. The brothers behind them were also smarter. They just grabbed the door bolt and blocked the door. Then they stood at the door and blocked it tightly.

The man in the gambling stall immediately became anxious when he saw it, "What do you mean? This is Uncle Lu's place. You guys must be so impatient."

He casually pointed at Zhu Jiayan and said, "What the hell, you surnamed Zhu, you feel like you've gotten up recently. Do you think you're a big deal just because you have so many crooked melons and cracked dates? You don't take our Uncle Lu seriously anymore? That's really not the case.

Look at your own virtues."

Zhu Jiayan has become very popular recently, which makes many people who are similar to him or better than him look envious.

"Hit!" Zhu Jiayan waved his hand. He finally understood why Wang Xuan made him suffer three times in a row when he came up that day... Originally, he wanted to talk to him and try not to do anything.

Now it seems that Mr. Wang had the foresight to hit him hard, as long as he couldn't be beaten to death. After three times, it would be much easier to communicate with him.

Twenty men waved the whistle sticks in their hands, rushed over, grabbed their heads and hit them on the forehead. These guys had nothing to do on weekdays, and Wang Xuan arranged to practice sticks.

The moon stick, the sword of the year, and the spear of a lifetime.

This thing is easy to practice and not easy to kill people, so it is suitable for these grassroots brothers to practice.

Any martial artist with a similar skill can teach you stick skills. Wang Xuan doesn't require them to be very advanced in their training, as long as they can defeat ordinary people.

Compared to these real idle men, the salaried men recruited by Wang Xuan are much more formal.

The stick was hanging and whirring as it hit the ground, frightening the man across from him to tremble.

Just fight if you say so!

We are all ordinary people, and we don't know any martial arts. We can only shrink our necks and raise our hands, and with a 'click' sound, the forearm bones are broken on the spot.

"Ah! Ah~!" There were screams one after another, and the man who had no time to react was knocked down seven or eight times.

There were a few people who reacted quickly and started to fight with stools and other things, but in the end, few of them were knocked to the ground by sticks being hit from all directions.

"Stop fighting, get over it!" After a few moments, the group of people were rolling around on the ground begging for help.

Even so, Zhu Jiayan did not shout to stop, but instead ordered in a stern voice: "Don't I leave it to you on weekdays?"

"I can't hit anyone well. I can't even remember the positions where it hurts but won't kill anyone!"

"Would you like to go back to improve your memory?"

Only then did everyone realize that they had gotten carried away in the group fight and had forgotten all the things they had learned on weekdays.

Wang Xuan specially taught Zhu Jiayan how to beat him wherever it would hurt but not cause any trouble. He also found the prison chief in the yamen to teach Zhu Jiayan how to torture him severely so that the prisoner would not die but would be hurt to the bone!

Zhu Jiayan has taught everyone these things.

This was a reminder that this group of people had done something wrong. The guy who had been learned by a group of people but couldn't use it happened to be used to practice, and screams were heard one after another.

The man selling breakfast not far from the door was so frightened. What was going on here? It sounded worse than the scream of a slaughtered pig.

The scream was too loud. Could it be that he was forcing the other party to do something he didn't want to do... He shivered all over, and after thinking about it, he quickly packed up and left.

A group of people were tortured to death, and in the end they didn't even have the strength to scream. Only then did Zhu Jiayan ask everyone to stop. They couldn't kill them because it was too troublesome.

Following the same pattern, another gambling stall was also blocked by Zhu Jiayan and his men. So far, more than twenty of Lu Haotang's subordinates were captured by him, and they were all locked up in one of the gambling stalls and tied up.

On the other side, the Lu family discovered that Lu Haotang was dead early in the morning. His body was cold and there were no scars on his body. He seemed to have just slept and passed away. Even his wife beside him didn't know when he died.

Needless to say, after crying for father and mother, people cannot be resurrected and should be buried. The living people still have to live their lives. Fortunately, Lu Haotang left a lot of property, which is enough for their big family.

It's not that Wang Xuan doesn't want the whole family to lose their lives, it's mainly because he's afraid that things will get messy and end badly, otherwise...

After Zhu Jiayan finished his work, he didn't notice Lu Haotang's appearance. Only when the brothers inquired did they find out that the man was dead. He was shocked and the masked man in black vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

Not daring to think too much, Zhu Jiayan hurried to Wang Xuan to report that after the matter was done, he still had to obey his orders.

Wang Xuan has no intention of going there to check it out. He has arrangements for the casino, but he will take his time. There is no rush now. He will follow the old pattern first, but the rules will have to be changed.

From now on, if you have money, you can gamble as much as you want, but casinos will never lend money. Jewelry and real estate deeds can be used as mortgage, and the prices are relatively reasonable, but those who sell children or wives will not be allowed to do so.

After Wang Xuan gave the explanation, Zhu Jiayan left. He added another request in his heart. He knew that Mr. Wang liked to be clean, so this must be done well. If one day Mr. Wang had a whim... he didn't want to

Get criticized.

At noon, Dai Baotou walked in excitedly. As soon as he saw Wang Xuan, he held up his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, fortunately, we have invited Master Tian back!"

Looking towards the door, I saw a man in his early 30s, wearing brown and black clothes, with a weathered face, a short beard, small eyes with sparkling eyes, but very thick eyebrows, and two bulging temples.

Stand at the door.

I thought this was Tian Boguang, but he didn't look like the protagonist.

If you are as handsome as Lin Pingzhi, even if you are a flower-picking thief, you will be called a passionate young man... Do you know who is picking whom?

He frowned slightly unconsciously, looking a little worried. He stood at the door and refused to come in, giving Wang Xuan a feeling of being out of place.

In fact, Tian Boguang often helps some wealthy people. After all, Jianghu heroes seem to be quite majestic, but they also have to work hard, and there are so many people who work hard, and everyone is a loser!

When they are showing off, they also like to drink, eat meat, brag, and visit brothels... The expenses are really not as high as usual!

Tian Boguang's family is not a wealthy one. If they don't want to play the trick of "robbing the rich and giving to the poor", then occasionally helping the wealthy and solving some problems is their main source of income.

It's just that he has never been in contact with upper-class people like Juren. Usually these people either don't get into trouble or they get into big trouble. He is really afraid that his small body can't bear it!

"Hahahaha." Wang Xuan laughed and stood up, stepping towards the door to greet him, "This must be Tian Boguang, the great hero Tian who is known as the 'Walker Alone' in the world!"

Tian Boguang's eyes suddenly lit up. From Wang Xuan's steps, he could tell that the opponent had some kung fu, but Tian Boguang couldn't tell how specific it was.

Is this Wang Juren?

Since when did scholars also practice martial arts?

Aren’t they all saying that it is insulting to gentlemen and looking down on warriors?

Tian Boguang blinked a few times and couldn't believe it for a moment. He even forgot to reply to Wang Xuan's words.

"Da Xia Tian, ​​Da Xia Tian." Dai Captou quickly walked over and poked him, "Master Wang is talking to you."

"Oh oh oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. I'm really sorry." Tian Boguang quickly apologized, "I met Mr. Wang in Xia Tian Boguang. I don't dare to be called a hero. If you don't call me a thief, it's already

It’s a blessing.”

"I already know the rights and wrongs. The world's so-called righteous martial arts world cannot be controlled by these people. How can it be that the government does not exist?" Wang Xuan snorted coldly when he said this.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your upright words." Tian Boguang quickly handed over his hands to thank him. He didn't take his words seriously. After all, the court basically didn't care about matters in the martial arts world.

Wang Xuan stepped aside and said, "Let's go into the room and talk."

The guests and the host sat down and everyone exchanged a few words. Wang Xuan then said: "Dai Baotou, when you leave later, go to the accounting office to pay one hundred taels of silver."

Dai Baotou quickly stood up. He knew that Wang Xuan had something to say to Tian Boguang about this matter, so he thanked him and turned around to leave.

What a generous move, Tian Boguang not only sighed in his heart, it’s worth mentioning that he is rich, he is really rich!

Wang Xuan offered him a hundred taels of chips in order to find him. He knew this. He didn't want to share the money. It cost him a hundred taels to find someone. How much money would it cost to him?

But this does not mean that one hundred taels is not much. You must know that when Lin Pingzhi's grandfather, the Golden Sword King of Luoyang, visited Huashan, he gave 40 taels to each Huashan disciple, which was considered a generous offer, and he could win people's hearts.

"I wonder what Mr. Wang's orders were when he came to me?" This matter had been on his mind for a long time, so he took this opportunity to ask it out quickly.

Wang Xuan tapped the table with his fingers, "I know you people like to speak directly, so I will make it clear."

"Mr. Wang, please speak. I am all ears."

"I want Daxia Tian to work with me from now on. It's not the kind of job where a martial artist guards the hospital. It's not your turn to take care of ordinary trivial matters. I have ordinary people, but what I lack is a master."
To be continued...