When he heard Bai Jiaxuan say he was going to Jingwu Sect, Lu San and Zheng Mang behind him looked puzzled. It was obvious that neither of them had heard of Jingwu Sect.

However, Bai Jiaxuan didn't explain too much. As soon as he took a few steps, he remembered where Jingwu Sect was. He didn't know, and he still had to ask for directions!

But it was not that trouble. Bai Jiaxuan and Lu San walked to the place where they pulled the rickshaw on the street and waved to the opposite side of the street. When the three rickshaws saw someone recruiting them, they hurriedly jogged over.

The people who drove the rickshaw were all strong men, who wore a towel on their shoulders and were wearing simple gray jackets. The long-term pulling of the cart made several masters look dark and muscular.

However, no matter how dark they were, they were not as dark as Bai Jiaxuan and others who worked in the field every day. When the few of them pulled the cart and walked closer, they saw three farmers carrying burlap bags waving.

Anyone with discerning eyes can tell that Bai Jiaxuan and the other two are not locals, but come to Shanghai to make trouble for life. Especially Lu San’s pudding was so hard that he was covered in his body.

When the three cart-pulling masters saw the three of them, they all felt awkward in their faces. A young guy didn't even want to talk to him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

The older master quickly shouted, causing the young man to stop. Then he stepped forward and asked Bai Jiaxuan and the other two.

"Three, are you going to use a car?"

Bai Jiaxuan nodded and said.

"How many masters, how much does it cost to go to Jingwu Sect?"

When several masters heard about Jingwu Sect, they looked at the dress of Bai Jiaxuan and the other two. The master shook his head and said.

"How many of you are going to learn martial arts in Jingwu Sect?"

Bai Jiaxuan shook his head and said.

"I'm talking about some masters, we don't want to pay, why do you ask so much?"

Hearing Bai Jiaxuan's impatient words, the master smiled and said.

"Go to the six corners of Jingwumen!"

As soon as the master mentioned the price, Bai Jiaxuan was about to agree, but when he heard Lu San shouting behind him.

"You guys are grabbing it. How much steamed buns can you buy for hexadecimal money!"

When several masters heard Lu San's Hanzhong accent, they all showed contemptuous eyes on their faces. This is normal. Whether in this era or later generations, the people in the Demon City look down on people from other places.

Don’t underestimate these men who drive rickshaws. Although they work hard, they earn more than ten families of Bailuyuan by income alone. Although the person who drives rickshaws is a hard work, it is a good job envied by the people at the bottom. If they can still have a car, it is a representative of promising prospects.

Bai Jiaxuan didn't blame Lu San for not having any knowledge. He took out the purse that Lu San gave him, poured out all the money, ordered it, only one yuan and six cents, and it was really not enough for the fare.

However, Bai Jiaxuan was not stingy either. He weighed the money in his hand and said.

"Master, it's only one hexadecimal cent. Can you take the three of us to Jingwu Gate?"

Several masters had just been watching Bai Jiaxuan's actions, and seeing the money he took out from his arms and poured out, it further confirmed that these three were suffering from the suffering of coming to the demon city from other places to find a living.

However, Bai Jiaxuan continued to say something, which made the few people stunned. After all, they were all from the bottom class, and the master was still a little conscientious and said with a embarrassed smile.

"Three people, Shanghai has a lot of expenses. I think it's the first time I've been here, so I'd better leave some money to accompany you. If you really want to go to Jingwumen, you can walk. It's only about an hour to walk faster!"

Bai Jiaxuan didn't expect that this master was okay, so he immediately became more kind and put the money in his purse with a smile, then threw it to the master and said, "I'm going to throw it to the master with a purse with a smile."

"Three masters, we only have so many, please pay for it yourself. It's the first time we've been to the Magic City, but we're not short of money. Okay, it's almost noon. I'll finish it early, and you'll go home for dinner early!"

The master who received the money had no choice but to smile at the other two. The other two didn't say anything more, pulled the rickshaw over and wanted to help pick up the burlap bags of several people, but Bai Jiaxuan waved his hand and said he didn't need it.

After the negotiation was completed, Bai Jiaxuan invited Lu San and the others to get in the car.

Lu San and Zheng Mang took this rickshaw for the first time. They were a little cautious and a little hesitant. However, Bai Jiaxuan was very generous. He got on the rickshaw and changed his seating position comfortably to make himself more comfortable.

The three rickshaws were like this, running towards Jingwumen one by one, one behind. Lu San and Zheng Mang were straight, holding the handlebars of the rickshaw, with a constipation expression.

Bai Jiaxuan ignored these two guys, and he looked around the streets along the way.

After all, it was still in 1912, and there were still many people who did not cut their braids on the streets. They were almost never seen. Occasionally, there were rickshaws passing by, and there were people on each street. This level of prosperity was more prosperous than that of the cities Bai Jiaxuan passed along.

The middle-aged man wearing long braids on his shoulders on the street, and passed by young men with new clothes and short hair, and was weird and harmonious with each other.

Foreigners pass by from time to time, and the people have long been accustomed to these foreigners, and even these foreigners have hired a large number of people to work for them.

From 1845 to now, the Concession in the Magic City has existed for more than half a world. This city brings together conspirators and ambitious people from dozens of countries around the world. They are always taking advantage of the wealth of this country, and they even want to divide the country and become their masters.

Many of the Chinese people on the street were wearing pudding clothes, and even a group of children who were not covered in clothes, gathering around the glamorous pedestrians for money.

It is indeed a magical city, a magical city. The upper class ignores the poverty at the bottom, or is powerless to change all this and can only go with the flow.

Bai Jiaxuan was in a heavy mood along the way, and he was unable to change all this. He was still just a passerby in this world. While he was thinking about it, the master had turned into an alley and stopped in the middle of the alley. The master shouted with some breath.

"Here, Jingwu Sect has arrived!"

After running for two hours, there was no rest. The three masters were steaming and sweating profusely. Bai Jiaxuan felt that the six cents were worth it, so he got out of the car with a smile and said thank you for your hard work!

Bai Jiaxuan just got out of the car, and the master who pulled him sighed and said.

"Young man, if you want to learn martial arts, I suggest going to other martial arts schools. Now that Huo Yuanjia is dead, what future can this Jingwu Sect have!"

Bai Jiaxuan did not answer the master's words because there was no need to answer.

Seeing that Bai Jiaxuan did not answer, the master greeted the other two people and pulled the car and ran away. Bai Jiaxuan raised his head and looked at the doorman opposite, and saw three big words flying dragons and phoenixes above.

"Jingwumen"!

Bai Jiaxuan nodded with satisfaction. When he saw this plaque, he confirmed that this was indeed a fusion world. He just didn't know which version of Jingwu Sect in this world was. There were too many versions of Jingwu Sect in later generations, so he really didn't pay much attention to it.

I don’t know if Chen Zhen in this world is powerful. If it were Chen Zhen in Bruce Lee’s version, he would have met his idol!

Bai Jiaxuan was thinking about it randomly, and Lu San behind him pouted and shouted to Zheng Mang.

"This is a one-hour run to make hexadecimal money. The money in this big city is so easy to make. We are in Bailuyuan and we can't make hexadecimal money in a month!"

Zheng Mang nodded in the same feeling. It was the first time that the two rural bullies had seen the prices in this demon city and were sighing.

Bai Jiaxuan shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and ignored the two local gangsters. It was probably back to the original. Lu San, a dull gourd who rarely squeaks, would have to find many people to vomit this bitterness.
Chapter completed!