The next day, Old Man Qi got up early, changed Fang Yang into cleaner clothes, and led Fang Yang to the city.
Fengcheng has two grand main streets running across the city.
The shops on both sides of the street are owned by wealthy families, and many of them have white doors. They are restaurants, teahouses, inns, and martial arts schools. They are very lively.
As long as it is a property with a white door, there will be a small white fan logo below the signboard.
To the south of Fengcheng is the city lord's palace. Some squires, local tyrants, and big businessmen also like to live in this area.
The east side of the city is the headquarters of Baimen and other powerful gangs.
Other urban areas are dominated by workshops and ordinary residents.
And low-status laborers like Old Man Qi can only live in shantytowns outside the city.
However, although it was outside the city, it was next to the military camp, so it was not disturbed by bandits.
Early in the morning, the sky turned white, and residents came out of their homes.
The shouts of doing business gradually sounded, and the city of Dafeng began to become lively.
Fang Yang followed Old Man Qi all the way to the east of the city.
I saw that the white door was like a giant official residence, which was even more luxurious than the facade of the City Lord's Mansion.
Standing at the vermilion gate is a young swordsman in blue shirt.
These people folded their hands on their chests and looked at the people coming and going on the street with a proud look on their faces.
Because Baimen is the most powerful and powerful family in Dafeng City, and because the Qinglong Gang has a respected status throughout Fanzhou, the arrogance on their faces as gatekeepers is much higher than that of gatekeepers from other small gangs.
Many carriages have gathered here.
There were some eleven or twelve-year-old children in the car.
Many of them are officials, businessmen and other children from wealthy families.
It seems that many people come here just for the name of the White Gate, hoping that through their children to enter the White Gate, they can stand out and shine.
Just when he was about to arrive at Bai Men, Fang Yang suddenly saw a group of people surrounding Bai Men's gate.
Fang Yang felt nervous, as if someone had pricked him with a needle.
Suddenly, sweat broke out involuntarily, and his back was soon wet.
Old man Qi was shocked by Fang Yang's performance, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a while.
At this moment, I saw a sturdy military officer walking towards me, and the most conspicuous thing about him was the long scar on his face.
Needless to say, he was the cavalry leader who robbed Fang Yang and his party outside Dafeng City and exchanged their heads for silver coins.
Although Fang Yang's mind is far beyond that of children of the same age, he is still young after all. When he saw this murderous demon again, the fear in his heart surged into his heart again.
When the officer saw that the child had a strange reaction, he was attracted and slowly walked over.
"Where did the kid come from? Did he commit something?" The officer rushed over in a domineering manner.
"I~~I~~" Fang Yang was speechless by this sudden turn of events. Faced with this murderous demon, Fang Yang would also feel fear in his heart.
"Master Zhou Jun, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... I'm going to kowtow to you."
Seeing this, Old Man Qi, who was beside Fang Yang, could not guess that this military master must be the mastermind of the massacre that day.
Fortunately, although Old Man Qi is from the mountains, he has stayed in the city for several years and is used to seeing the faces of city people. At the same time, he has become a lot smoother, far from being comparable to ordinary mountain people.
Old Man Qi immediately pulled Fang Yang to his knees.
This scar is called Zhou Jiao, and he was originally a gangster in the city. After learning some kung fu, he became even more cruel and domineering.
Later, he joined the city defense army and became the leader of the cavalry. He became so murderous that the civilians were afraid of him.
"Haha, it turns out it's Old Man Qi who dumps the excrement. Haha, why did you come to the east of the city today? You know this is a place where noble people live. I'm afraid your stench will infect others."
As soon as Dao Scar, named Zhou, said this, the people who had gathered around to watch the excitement pinched their noses and backed away.
"Master Zhou Jun, today I brought my nephew to try his luck to see if he could work as a boy in Baimen, so as to supplement the family income. I didn't expect to see the military master's official power so powerful, and he was immediately frightened.
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Old man Qi said haha smoothly.
Although Old Man Qi's words were a bit abrupt, they also gave Scar a high hat and at the same time made Zhou Jiao dispel his doubts.
"Hahaha, the turd kid still wants to work as a servant in Baimen. It's so funny."
Zhou Jiao grinned hoarsely, pulling the scars on his face into an even more frantic shape, just like the ditch that suddenly appeared on the field ridge, making people feel disgusting.
"It's just...a turd picker who wants to come to the White Sect and become a disciple..."
"Get away, you bitch!"
There are many rich kids at the door of the White Gate, all of whom want to enter the White Gate.
Of course they looked down on Fang Yang, who came from a bad family, and they all started yelling and scolding.
At this time, another large carriage rushed over. It was the father and son named Qian who almost hit Fang Yang at the city gate a few days ago.
"Haha, dad, it's the old dung beetle and the little dung beetle from last time!"
Fat Qian Bao laughed loudly and said, "Last time I made people want to dig out his eyes, but it was so smelly that I forgot about it. Today I can't let this little shit beetle go. Dad, this time I
I want to dig out his eyes~~~"
Qian Bao's face showed a fierce and playful expression.