Qin Yun turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and couldn't help but frown.
He saw a burly black man who looked like an iron tower walking towards him with a ferocious smile, followed by five or six gangsters. Wherever he went, others were trying to avoid him, for fear of getting into trouble.
Qin Yun is no stranger to these guys. They are local bullies in Dajing Town. They rely on their martial arts skills and their friendship with the government to run rampant in the town. They often do nasty things to bully the weak, which most people would not dare to provoke.
The hunters from Shangye Village often come to Dajing Town to sell their fur products. They once took advantage of their strong will and took away a lot of good animal skins at low prices. Later, the angered hunters organized a manpower to fight with them.
In addition, the old village chief used his connections to communicate with the government, so the other party had to be wary.
During that fight, Qin Yun was among them. He punched the opponent so hard that his face was covered with flowers and his nose was broken.
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. This big black man obviously found Qin Yun alone and wanted to take revenge.
Sixty-seven people quickly surrounded Qin Yun. The people on the dock nearby were talking in low voices, and no one dared to come up to dissuade him.
Many people looked at Qin Yun with sympathetic eyes, sighing that the young man was going to be unlucky today. These guys were evil and there would be no good results if they targeted him.
But Qin Yun was not afraid, and faced the other party's vicious gaze without giving in. He sneered: "So it's you. Is your nose healed?"
When it came to his nose, the big black man felt an endless stream of hatred. He felt that the broken bridge of his nose was aching again, and his dark face turned purple.
He suddenly pulled out the horn-sharp knife stuck in his waist, pointed it at Qin Yun and roared loudly: "Little bastard, I'll see where you run away today, brothers, give me..."
Clang!
A crisp sound interrupted the big black man's shouting. Before he could say anything, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the tip of a long sword was pressed against his throat!
The one holding the long sword was none other than Qin Yun.
The onlookers were in an uproar. No one could clearly see how Qin Yun drew the sword. It was just that the setting sun shone on the bright sword, creating a dazzling light that made no one doubt its sharpness.
Everyone believed that Qin Yun would be able to pierce the black man's throat as long as he gently moved his sword forward!
The gangsters around were stunned, but the black man's anger instantly turned into fear. He stared blankly at the long sword pressed against his throat, and the sharp knife he held in his hand fell to the ground.
In the face of such a sharp weapon, the weapons he used to intimidate ordinary people were so ridiculous.
Beads of sweat rolled down the big black man's forehead. For some reason, he felt that if he made the slightest move, Qin Yun would kill him without hesitation.
Spare me... He wanted to ask for mercy, but found that his throat could not make a sound at all, and his Adam's apple only wriggled a few times.
"Ha, I wet my pants because I was so scared!"
There were a few low laughs from the crowd.
At this time, everyone discovered that half of the black man's pants had been wetted, and liquid was dripping from the trousers, and there was a fishy smell in the air.
The most arrogant local bully in Dajing Town was so frightened that he peed his pants. This incident will definitely become a big laughing stock, and he will probably not have the face to hang around here in the future.
"roll!"
Qin Yun smiled contemptuously, and turned around with his sword back. The Qinggang Sword circled left and right like lightning, and all the daggers, short axes, and daggers held by the five ruffians around him were cut into pieces!
"What a sword-breaking move!" Some knowledgeable people among the onlookers cheered loudly.
There are countless warriors and swordsmen in Kyushu. The basic swordsmanship learned by Qin Yun is widely spread among the people. As long as they practice swordsmanship, almost everyone can do it.
It's just that there are not many people who can strike like lightning and move like water. One sword is enough to scare these ruffians.
The five gangsters and the big black man, with faces as pale as dirt, quickly fled in all directions under the ridicule of others, without any trace of the arrogance they had just now.
Qin Yun felt somewhat proud. This was the first time he used the sword skills he had learned, and the effect was very good.
"Stop looking, everyone spread out, spread out!"
At this moment, several police officers in Tsing Yi separated from the crowd and came over.
One of the leaders, a middle-aged man, walked up to Qin Yun and said with a smile: "Qin Yun, your skills are getting better and better. Are you going to travel far?"
When he saw the other party, Qin Yun did not dare to neglect him. He quickly sheathed his sword and saluted: "Hello, Uncle Mu!"
This middle-aged man named Mu, named Mu Tieyi, is the chief catcher in Dajing Town. He has more than thirty patrolmen under his command and is also the number one figure in the town.
The old village head of Shanglie Village has a relationship with the Mu family. The last time the Orion hunters clashed with the gangsters in the town, Mu Tieyi stepped in to settle the matter, so he got to know Qin Yun.
"I was planning to go to Guiyang County, but I didn't know how to take a boat, and those guys just came to trouble me..."
"Hmph! I have to deal with these guys sooner or later!" Mu Tieyi's eyes turned cold, then he said with a smile: "The boat ride is simple, I'll have someone find a merchant ship for you, and we'll wait in the restaurant next door.
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Qin Yun was somewhat surprised by Mu Tieyi's enthusiasm, but the other party was obviously well-intentioned, so he readily obeyed and followed the other party to Wangjiang Restaurant next to the pier.
Under the attentive reception of the restaurant waiters, sumptuous food and drinks were quickly served.
Mu Tieyi smiled and said: "It takes a long time to go to Guiyang County, and there are not so many delicious food on the boat. Come on, come on, don't be polite, today's meal is my uncle's practice for you!"
"Thank you, Uncle Mu!" Qin Yun was very embarrassed.
He grew up in the village. Although he had Qin Yang's teachings, he was still very immature in dealing with others.
Mu Tieyi, on the other hand, poured wine and food for Qin Yun very enthusiastically, without any pretense of arresting his elders.
Under the other party's enthusiasm, Qin Yun gradually let go of his hands and feet, eating with chopsticks like flying - he hasn't eaten anything since the morning, and he is hungry!
Being poor means being rich in culture and martial arts. People who practice martial arts usually have to eat a lot of fish and meat to support physical exertion. If they eat glutinous rice bran and cannot practice for three to five days, they will vomit blood.
Like Qin Yun, he has cultivated both internal and external skills since he was a child. Qin Yang often goes deep into the Yunwu Mountains to hunt ferocious beasts and even monsters, and collects various herbs to prepare food and refine medicine for Qin Yun. He is much more particular about what he eats than ordinary wealthy people.
After they were full of wine and food, Mu Tieyi asked someone to remove the leftovers and empty plates and serve tea.
"Qin Yun, I heard about your grandfather. Are you planning to join your relatives when you go to Guiyang County this time?"
Qin Yun nodded. Participating in the Qin family's selection process for returning to the clan can be regarded as joining the clan.
"Uncle, I am a few years older. I have seen more people and things. Some of my words may not sound right to you. Don't mind!" Mu Tieyi considered his words and said, "If it is not necessary, try not to do it in the future."
Use your sword in front of others."
"Why?" Qin Yun was slightly stunned.
"I think this sword of yours can cut iron like clay and is of extraordinary quality. It may be worth no less than ten thousand gold, and it will easily attract others to covet you. You go to Guiyang County to seek refuge with relatives and stay under the shelter of others. You should be low-key and careful in your dealings with others."
Mu Tieyi sighed: "People are unpredictable. If a strong man takes a fancy to your sword and takes it away, or if an elder of your family asks for it, not only will this sharp sword not be able to help you, but it will also bring disaster!"
Qin Yun is not a stupid person. Mu Tieyi immediately understood it after a little prodding: "I understand, thank you for the reminder!"
Mu Tieyi smiled and reached out to take off the long sword hanging from his waist: "But since you practice swordsmanship, you can't live without a sword in your hand. My hundred-forged fine iron sword is pretty good, and it's not very valuable.
It's just right for you to hold."
"How is this possible!" Qin Yun quickly refused.
Mu Tieyi helped find a boat and invited him to dinner, and even reminded him. Qin Yun was already very grateful. How could he still take his sword?
However, under Mu Tieyi's insistence, Qin Yun, who could not resist the kindness, still accepted it. He indeed had the Jing Tiejian, and there was no need to reveal the Qing Gang Sword when he encountered a small character like the big black man.
This fine iron sword is about the same length as the Qinggang Sword and slightly lighter in weight. Qin Yun feels no discomfort when using it. The most important thing is that it does not attract attention.
At the end, Mu Tieyi asked the clerk to bring a pen and paper, handwritten a letter on the table and handed it to Qin Yun.
"One of my younger brothers runs a trading firm in Guiyang County. His name is Mu Tieshan. If you encounter anything in the future, you can take this letter to him. It won't be a big deal, but he can still help with a small matter."
Qin Yun didn't know what to say, so he could only carefully collect the letter and put it in his arms. He truly owed this favor.
Finally, Mu Tieyi personally sent Qin Yun onto a merchant ship bound for Guiyang County.
This large three-sail merchant ship mainly transports cargo, but it also has special cabins. However, it is difficult for ordinary people to book cabins, and the price is quite high.
As the chief catcher of Dajing Town, Mu Tieyi had to give some face to the merchants traveling from north to south, so he just sent someone to give orders and quickly found a location.
At dusk, the fully loaded merchant ship set sail and took Qin Yun to Guiyang County, which was thousands of miles away.
Mu Tieyi stood on the dock, watching the merchant ship disappear at the end of the river, with a thoughtful look on his face.
A patrolman who had a good relationship with him asked curiously: "Boss, why are you so nice to this kid?"
No matter how he looked at Qin Yun, he was just a poor boy from the countryside, and the people Mu Tieyi usually valued were not small people.
Mu Tieyi smiled and did not answer.
How can others know what he is thinking?
As the head catcher in Dajing Town, Mu Tieyi dealt with people from all walks of life every day, and he had long developed a pair of vicious eyes.
In his opinion, although Qin Yun is very inconspicuous now because of his childishness, there may be a day when Long Fei Jiutian will come to him in the future, so it is the wisest choice to make friends with him when he has not yet become famous.
And what he has paid now is just a fine iron sword, a meal and a meal, and a little favor. How much is it worth?
If you get it right, there will be great benefits, but if you get it wrong, you will only suffer a small loss. Of course, Mu Datou is willing to do this business!
