"Being able to serve a hero is like smoking on the graves of my ancestors!"
The man who was kicked by Jingzhou before nodded quickly, fearing that the sword on his neck would move forward even half an inch.
Even though the sword blade was still some distance away from his skin, he could feel the pain on the skin of his neck. If the man in front of him shook his hand, his big head would really move.
Jingzhou took out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and threw them to the two of them, and then said: "You two take the money and go to the city to change clothes. You have been keeping an eye on me carefully in the past few nights. I will tell you when you are done."
There is a reward."
If you want the horse to run, in addition to the big stick, you must also add dates, kindness and power, and punishment. Only then can the horse run fast. Otherwise, if you rely only on oppression and intimidation, the people under you will not be able to do their jobs with all their heart.
Besides, Jingzhou couldn't keep an eye on the two of them all the time. If they wanted to escape, he really had no choice.
"It's better to have the life and death talisman of Tianshan Child Elder!"
...
Two nights later, Jingzhou had just finished eating and washing up when he heard knocks on the door from the guest room.
After opening the door, I saw the younger brother standing in front of the door respectfully, saying: "Sir, there are two strong men downstairs looking for you, saying that there is something important."
The waiter has been rewarded by Jingzhou a lot these days. The money Jingzhou gave him in these few days alone was enough to cover his wages for several months. In addition, Jingzhou's gorgeous clothes and extraordinary conversation made him even more
I believe he is the son of a high-ranking official from that big family.
Therefore, the waiter served Jing Zhou with more dedication and respect.
As soon as Jingzhou followed the waiter downstairs, he heard a loud roar in his ears, and said excitedly: "Sir, those people are here, and now the Fuwei Escort Agency is very busy. Starting from two days ago, Fuwei Escort Agency
People continued to die suddenly and miserably, and the big chess piece in front of the escort office was even cut off.
"What's interesting is that the flag originally had four words embroidered on it, but now the word "power" has been taken away. Tonight, a group of people broke in aggressively, and they looked like they were looking for trouble!"
Can the Dragon Crossing the River and the Tiger Crossing the Mountain not be excited? Now they are still thinking about what Jing Zhou said before, and they will benefit from it after the work is done. In the past two days, the young master has been extremely generous and even gave them guidance.
Some shortcomings of martial arts.
If the matter is over, it would be nice for the young master to give them some money, but it would be even better if he could just give the two brothers some pointers or teach them some tricks.
"Oh, then let me go and have a look, young master."
Jingzhou had expected the Qingcheng faction to come to the meeting, but he didn't expect Yu Canghai to be so impatient. It seems that the temptation of the evil-fighting swordsmanship is not that big for him.
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In Fuzhou City
In Fuwei Escort Bureau, the lights were bright, Lin Zhennan and his wife were lying on the ground miserably, their old clothes were covered with dirt, and there was blood at the corners of their mouths.
Jia Renda grabbed Lin Pingzhi, opened his bow from left to right, slapped him hard several times, and cursed: "Son, my junior brother saw you molesting a good woman, and when he saw injustice, he hit you and taught you a lesson, but
But you are ungrateful and instead poisoned me. You also ambushed dozens of masters outside to attack my junior brother. You son of a bitch, why are you so cruel!"
When Lin Pingzhi heard that he was confusing right and wrong, he angrily cursed: "Fuck your mother, it's obviously you." Before he could finish his words, Jia Renda threw him to the ground heavily and put his foot in his stomach.
superior.
Yu Canghai turned a blind eye to this scene and said: "Lin Zhennan, do you want to hand over the evil sword manual? My patience is limited, don't force me."
"Bah, Yu Canghai, what the hell are you Qingcheng sect? You claim to be a famous and upright sect, but here you are trying to steal my Lin family's sword manual!"
When Lin Pingzhi heard Yu Canghai's words, he cursed loudly, but before he could finish his words, he was kicked out by Luo Renjie.
"Little beast, if you kill my junior brother, the score won't be settled yet!" After saying that, he kicked Lin Pingzhi twice.
Yu Canghai saw Lin Pingzhi's miserable appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face, and blood on his forehead. A burst of pleasure flashed through his heart, and he thought evilly: "When I get your evil-fighting sword manual, I will make a good deal of it for you."
He sent his son and Jia Renda to Fuzhou, intending to make them cause trouble, but he never imagined that his son would die in the hands of this ant that he despised.
Although his son is lustful and has no ambitions, he is still filial to him.
At his age, it is impossible to have another son.
Lin Zhennan coughed up a mouthful of blood and said, "Master Yu, you have already seen our Lin family's evil-repelling sword techniques. These are really the seventy-two evil-repelling sword techniques."
Now under the threat of life and death, Lin Zhennan took out the evil-fighting sword manual.
He has been practicing this swordsmanship for decades, and he used to be extremely confident. He felt that even if he was not as good as the masters of various sects, he was not far behind.
It seems like this today. Not to mention the major leaders, even Yu Canghai's disciples can't defeat him.
What's more, this disciple of the Qingcheng Sect is already familiar with the Lin family's evil-fighting swordsmanship, and is even more proficient in it than himself.
"Fuck you! How could the real evil-proof swordsmanship be so weak! Lin Zhennan, you can't master this swordsmanship with your bullshit qualifications, and you still want to hide it and bury it with you?"
What Jia Renda said made Lin Zhennan feel ashamed and angry, but now people are swordsmen and he is fish and meat, so he had to say again: "To the temple master, this is really a sword technique to ward off evil."
But in his heart, he wanted to slap himself in the face. A few days ago, Lin Pingzhi said that he met a fortune teller and told him that the Fuwei Escort Agency was in trouble. He still didn't believe it and laughed and cursed that it was just a trick played by a young boy to deceive people.
Now, it really comes true!
"Lin Zhennan, it seems that you are not going to hand over the evil sword. Humph! I want to see how tough your mouth is!"
The Lin family father and son were so ignorant that Yu Canghai had a murderous intention.
"Ping Zhi regrets not doing so! If I had believed in that young master, how could I have ended up in this situation today!"
Lin Pingzhi clenched his hands tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and his palms were stained red with blood.
"Oh? Young hero, you won't think I'm that charlatan anymore, right? Hahaha"
"Sir...Sir...it's really you!"
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and everyone turned around and saw a young man in purple at the head, followed by two strong men, one holding a knife and the other holding a stick.
The young man at the head was extremely handsome, free and elegant, and everyone who saw him couldn't help but praise him: "What a noble young man!"
Lin Pingzhi was lying on the ground, his face first filled with surprise, then full of joy.
"Who are you? The Qingcheng sect handles affairs, so don't take care of the idle people!" At this time, Jia Renda said something.
Now he just wants to show off in front of his master and get the evil-proofing sword manual and present it to him. After all, Yu Renyan is dead and he is alive and well. Yu Canghai will definitely have a grudge in his heart.
The person next to Jia Renda, who was shaking the fan, also said: "Jia Laoer, how can this person be an idler! How dare an idler come to interfere with the affairs of our Qingcheng sect? In this world, who doesn't?
Do you know the name of my Qingcheng faction? In which battle between good and evil did my Qingcheng faction not rush to the front?"
"Dear me, could it be that our Qingcheng sect has not been active in the south in recent years, and our reputation has been forgotten by the demon sect? Judging from the looks of the three of you, you must be a demon kid from some corner!"