Everyone in Fufeng City is waiting for the new county captain to take office, and among them, the Sanxiong Gang is the most anxious.
After the deputy gang leader Jin Shixiong returned to the gang, he asked people around and finally learned about Fang Chang's cultivation level from insiders.
Not only can someone with a higher official level crush someone to death, but someone with a higher level can also beat someone to death.
For a time, the entire Sanxiong Gang fell into panic.
Jin Shixiong even endured pressure that his position should not bear. Who would have thought that one of his unintentional words could bring disaster to the entire gang.
In fact, the next day, Jin Shixiong knelt in front of Fang Zhai's door and begged for forgiveness just like before.
He doesn't take any chances.
For example, I felt that those words would not reach that adult’s ears.
But he understood that even if the adult didn't know it at this time, someone would let him know it before long.
After all, the Three Heroes Gang offended many people during their rise.
There is no way to escape.
But the concierge who had collected their money yesterday had disappeared. The small wooden door at the entrance of Fang's house made Jin Shixiong, a foundation-building monk, afraid to step forward.
Jin Shixiong knelt at the door for three days, with people coming and going, and all the prestige of a gang leader was lost.
But the people inside still didn't ask, as if they didn't know someone like him existed.
It wasn't until his subordinates came over to report that the master had already explained to his subordinates that everything in Fu Feng City would remain as usual from now on, that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he quickly prepared a generous gift and sent it to Fang Zhai.
From then on, Sanxiong helped the hot-tempered deputy gang leader to keep his mouth shut and never beep if he could do anything.
As the saying goes, a biting dog never barks, but his behavior made people even more afraid.
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As for why Fang Chang's three fires were not burned, it erected the majesty of the new county captain.
The reason is very simple, one word, laziness.
He didn't bother to check which family was the most arrogant and which one deserved the most punishment. Anyway, if they didn't provoke him, he just pretended not to see them.
He didn't come here to be the great master of Qingtian and do justice to others.
He just closed the door, practiced, fished, and occasionally went out to visit the bustling Fu Feng City to understand the local customs.
In a large city with a population of one million, especially in a social environment like this in modern times, the complexity of the situation is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Therefore, there are many fun and interesting places to visit. Even though Fang Chang visits different places every month, he never feels bored.
Fufeng City is built on the spiritual veins. Although the grade is not high, it is enough for monks below the foundation level.
But for foundation building, to be honest, it feels a bit sparse in spiritual energy.
This is also one of the reasons why there are no real Jindan people in most counties.
However, for Fang Chang, as long as it is not like the Land of Absolute Spirits, where not only he cannot absorb any spiritual energy, but also requires him to feed the world back and consume his own mana, it is enough to meet his daily needs.
Moreover, only normal practice can bring him some experience, so it can be done without using krypton gold.
After all, he still has a lot of stock in his storage necklace and storage belt, so there won't be any problem in thirty to fifty years.
And because the red thread led him to save more than ten years of practice time, in theory it was more than enough for him to reach the third level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.
Just like this, it has been half a year since Fang Chang came to Fufeng City.
His cultivation level has steadily increased, his experience bar has moved forward with difficulty, and he has not encountered any bottlenecks for the time being.
But at the same time, due to his inaction as a superior officer, the people at the bottom did not even know that the county captain who managed the county's armaments and protected their lives had been replaced by someone else.
Fang Chang didn't care. The county captain who spent so many spiritual stones was just for catching fish.
Until this day.
Pinmingxuan is a teahouse.
Fang Chang has come three times in the past month, which is considered relatively frequent.
Not only because the tea here tastes pure, but there is also a singing girl who looks cute and has a melodious voice. Especially when paired with her blind grandfather's age-preserved erhu sound, Fang Chang suddenly recalled a hint of the taste of the world he once longed for.
The erhu, the blind grandfather, and the beautiful singing granddaughter are all standard features of the novel.
However, once Fang Chang was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of well ropes for ten years.
Although he likes to listen to music, he has no idea of in-depth communication with the girl. He just enjoys it and misses the youthful spirit that he can never get back.
Which young man has never had the dream of galloping across the rivers and lakes and rejoicing in revenge.
It's just that some people are no longer young, put away their swords, feed horses and support their families, while some people still have hot blood until they die.
But today, the girl didn't come, only the girl's blind grandfather who sang songs.
The person who cooperated with him was another girl. Although her voice was also very nice, she lacked some cooperation.
"Why is this tea so bitter?"
Fang Chang was sitting in the VIP room on the second floor. He was in a commanding position and had a wide view, but it did not hinder him from listening to music and drinking tea.
He did not use his reputation as a county lieutenant, he simply cleared the way for gold.
After all, anyone who drinks a cup of tea pays with spirit stones and rewards with gold leaves, and the boss will also leave the best position to him.
Hearing Fang Chang's words, the teahouse staff who made tea for him, a pretty young girl, shook her hands.
"Sir, this is already the best tea in our teahouse. I, I..."
She stammered nervously.
If the teahouse owner doesn't like the tea she brews because it doesn't taste right, the owner won't let her go.
"It's not your problem, nor is it the tea's problem, it's the wrong song today."
Fang Chang pointed his finger at the blind old man who was playing the erhu in the hall downstairs and asked:
"Do you know what happened to his family? I already heard the intention of death in his music."
The tea-making girl was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Fang Chang had such a strong sense of art. He could tell someone was in trouble just by listening to music.
She looked around and saw that no one would disturb the guests in the VIP room.
"Something happened to Miss Sun."
But the tea girl was still very quiet.
"Two days ago, the second son of the Wang family came to our teahouse for tea and fell in love with Sun Xiaomei. He asked her to sing a song for him alone in the room. Who knows what he was thinking.
So Uncle Sun refused.
As a result, the next day, Sun Xiaomei was abducted by someone unknown.
When Uncle Sun found her, she was wrapped in a quilt and thrown in the corner of the alley. It was said that there was no clothes inside and she was seriously injured.
Uncle Sun reported it to the police, but the people from the Yamen came to see it and there was no further follow-up.
In order to see Miss Sun's injury, Uncle Sun insisted on playing the song.
In fact, everyone knows who did it."
The tea-making girl quickly covered her mouth and looked at Fang Chang carefully.
There was still a faint smile on Fang Chang's face.
"I didn't expect that Ansheng would still encounter such scandalous things like this for so long. I obviously didn't hide my traces, but he didn't even bother to act for me."
The tea-making girl didn't know what Fang Chang was talking about, so she lowered her head and didn't dare to talk nonsense.
"Give this token to your boss and ask him to send someone to the county government office. Give the token to the squad leader Meng Chao and ask him to bring a few people over."
"yes."
The tea-making girl held the token in both hands and seemed to have noticed something. Her tone was a little nervous and urgent, and her eyes hid anticipation.
It takes about one stick of incense.
A strong and tall man hurried over with seven or eight yamen agents, all of whom were well-educated people.
The leading man is in the realm of foundation building, and the other agents are also in the middle and late stages of Qi refining. They are all county government elites.
"Meng Chao, who is of humble rank, has met your lord."
The man asked his men to wait outside, then walked into the room and bowed to Fang Chang. It was Meng Chao, the leader of the fast class.
When the county captain is not doing anything, the leader of the third team of the Yamen is actually equivalent to the actual county captain, with a humble but powerful position.
Therefore, his cultivation is not enough and he cannot control the situation at all.
Fang Chang didn't stand up. He slightly nodded at him and said straight to the point:
"You go to the Wang family to kill someone. It should be the second son of his family. You don't need to come to see me. Just execute him directly. He will be treated as an arrest. I will approve the note afterward."
Meng Chao was stunned for a moment and asked respectfully: "May I ask which Wang family you are from?"
The Wang family is a common surname, and there are several Wang families in the city.
"Which one?"
Fang Chang looked at the tea-making girl who was shivering like a quail.
The tea-making girl swallowed, her voice trembling without even realizing it.
"The home of Mr. Weidong Wang, the king of the east of the city."
Meng Chao glanced at Fang Chang in embarrassment and said, "The Wang family has a very good relationship with Mr. Lu."
"Did you hear that clearly?" Fang Chang said calmly.
Meng Chao was fighting with heaven and humans. He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and replied:
"I humbly obey my orders!"
After saying that, he hurried away with the people without looking back.
The tea-making girl raised her head, looked at Fang Chang, her eyes were full of reverence and little stars, and her heart was beating fast.
"You don't have to look at me like that. There's no point falling in love with me. I don't like you."
Fang Chang grinned.
When the tea-making girl heard this, her hands trembled, the teapot fell on the table, and the tea dripped all over the floor.
"Sir, who are you? You are from the Wang family."
The tea-making girl never imagined that her indignant gossip would determine the life of a high-ranking figure in her eyes.
Fang Chang said: "Just think of me as an enthusiastic person."
"But Master, aren't you afraid that I lied to you? Then you would have killed the wrong person."
asked the tea girl.
Fang Chang grinned again.
"Then kill more people, and no one will dare to lie to me next time."
The tea-making girl seemed to understand, but that didn't stop her from being afraid of these words. She suddenly felt that the young master in front of her was not the kind of hero she thought.
Another hour passed.
Meng Chao, with a determined look on his face, walked into the tea room holding a brocade box bigger than his head.
"My lord, I am fortunate enough to live up to my humble duty."
"What's inside?"
"The head of Wang Kui'an, the second son of the Wang family."
"Put it down, open it and take a look."
"Here, human heads are dirty. I'm afraid it will stain your eyes."
"It doesn't matter."
Snap.
When the button of the brocade box was opened, there was indeed a bloody human head inside, with disheveled hair and eyes open angrily, as if confused and unwilling.
"Is it him?"
Fang Chang asked the tea girl beside him.
The tea-making girl felt that today's experience was more exciting than half of her life. The young man drinking tea next to her took the head of a person she could not even imagine with just one sentence.
She suppressed her fear and looked at the head in the brocade box.
"Yes, right?"
"Look carefully."
The tea-making girl looked carefully, with a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes. She couldn't help but look at the cold-faced and serious class leader Meng Chao, but saw that Meng Chao had no expression on his face, but his eyes were inexplicably stern.
"It should be."
"That's not it."
Fang Chang looked at Meng Chao and said:
"Team Leader Meng, this is the first task assigned to you by this officer. Is this how you told me?"
"What benefits did the Wang family give you? How dare you fool me in front of me by cheating and substituting tricks."
Meng Chao's eyes changed slightly, but he still pretended to be confused and said:
"What are you talking about, sir? This person is Wang Kui'an. His subordinates went to the palace to pick up people and executed them with their own hands."
"Tsk, tsk."
Fang Chang shook his head and sighed: "I gave you a chance, but you're useless."
The mana in his hand turned into an arrow and flew outward.
"Meng Chao, you are the first one to come closer to me after I took office."
Fang Chang asked Meng Chao to sit down and asked the girl to serve him tea.
"I ask you to send a message to others on my behalf, as a token of appreciation for your knowledge.
I thought you were a smart person, so you were the first person I thought of this time.
I didn't expect that you are so smart.
If you have any last words to say, don’t worry, no harm will come to your family, I will let your whole family go."
Meng Chao's face changed greatly: "What do you mean, sir? I am the head of a yamen class and a member of the yamen. Do you want to take the life of a humble man without asking any questions?"
Aren't you afraid that everyone in the yamen will be in danger from now on?
Even if I was wrong in my humble position, the crime should not lead to death."
Fang Chang picked up the teacup and blew the hot air from it.
"I hate trouble and am too lazy to take care of things, but that doesn't mean you think I'm weak and can be bullied.
Whatever dirty things you do, as long as they don't show up in front of me, I don't care.
But whatever I want to do, you have to do it for me in a down-to-earth manner.
In my case, there are no misdemeanor crimes, only capital crimes.
If you don't do good things, you have to die.
The rules start with you."
Meng Chao's eyes flashed, and he tried to escape through the door several times, but gave up.
The person in front of him was none other than his immediate boss, and even more so, a real Jin Dan!
He can negate his power, but he cannot negate his cultivation realm.
He was once proud of his combined vertical and horizontal influence in front of major families, but he seemed so weak and powerless in the face of absolute strength.
He is indeed a smart man, so he knows better than to resist.
Otherwise, it would not be him alone, but the entire Meng family behind him.
In this place where Emperor Gao is far away, killing someone is a very simple matter.
Meng Chao was silent for a long time and asked slowly:
"Sir, is there still a chance for a humble position?"
Fang Chang didn't answer, he just listened to the blind old man's erhu playing downstairs, occasionally singing in harmony.
Soon, heavy footsteps were heard outside the room.
A tall man with a beard stood at the door. The door had not been closed yet, but he spoke respectfully.
"Jin Shixiong, a grassroots citizen, asks to see Mr. Fang."
"Come in."
Only then did the big man dare to come in.
"It came quite quickly."
Fang Chang looked at this rough man who had knelt in front of him for three days and three nights, and said with a smile.
He doesn't care about the verbal offense of the big man. He who doesn't know is not guilty.
Moreover, he was scolding the former county captain, what does it have to do with him.
On the contrary, he quite admired this guy who was flexible and flexible.
"After receiving the order from the Lord, the common people dare not delay at all."
Jin Shixiong was respectful and didn't seem to notice Meng Chao standing beside him.
"The Wang family has offended me. You and Meng Bantou went to destroy the Wang family. You want to lay some charges on them.
Again, if you kill people, I will be responsible for approving the notes."
What originally only required killing one person, Fang Chang directly affected the entire clan.
The Tuba King is so awesome.
Meng Chao suddenly raised his head in surprise: "Sir, this is a humble position..."
"Take care of this matter, submit your resignation yourself, and pass on what I just said. If anyone makes me unhappy, then their whole family will not have to live.
The Wang family is their role model.
Gang Leader Jin, if you also contribute, take it as the punishment I give you, lest anyone say that I hold a grudge and let you remember it all day long."
Fang Chang seemed a little tired and waved his hand for them to leave.
"I humbly obey my orders!"
"The common people will not give up even if they die!"
A strong murderous aura overflowed as the two people answered.
Fang Chang looked at the oblivious old man with an erhu below, waved his hand and threw a spiritual light in front of the tea-making girl who was already soaked.
"Give this elixir to the blind old man below and it will be enough to cure his granddaughter's injury. But it would be a pity to lose her beautiful voice.
Just think of it as a reward for listening to the music a few times."
The tea-making girl lowered her head and listened carefully to Fang Chang's explanation.
It wasn't until there was no sound for a long time that she raised her head anxiously, but there was no square shadow anywhere, only a piece of spiritual stone on the table, tea money, and the elixir with restrained aura.
Then she breathed a sigh of relief and fell limply to the ground. She had no strength left in her body, but she didn't know what she thought of, and she burst out laughing again, even her eyes were red.
