"Put away the fifty taels of silver and sign and pledge it." The fat bank manager smiled and placed the five silver ingots in front of Lin Xiao and put down the order in his hand.
The signature was postponed, indicating that Lin Xiao had already received the silver from the bank, and if there were any questions afterwards, he could not pursue it further.
Lin Xiao took a deep look at the fat steward whose little eyes were narrowed into a thin line, and suddenly smiled. Without signing a word or taking any silver coins, he turned around and strode towards the door of the bank without saying a word.
"Stop, why don't you sign for the money?" The fat manager was stunned and immediately shouted.
"I'm going to ask the gang leader if there is any interest if I take the one hundred taels of silver in two installments." Lin Xiao responded without looking back.
The fat manager's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said: "Brother, wait a minute, of course I won't take it in two parts, I can take it all together now."
"Really, I thought I could earn interest by leaving it with you." Lin Xiao turned around and said with a half-smile.
"Hahahaha, how can that be? This is not a bank." The fat manager kept laughing awkwardly, but he was a little annoyed inside. His idea was to swallow fifty taels, and as long as he signed and deposited it, he would not be afraid of making trouble. Who would have thought
This young boy actually digs so hard and wants to go to the gang leader and ask if there is any interest. How can a gang leader with such a high status manage interest matters? Isn't this a deep well?
If you really find the gang leader and talk about this matter, the consequences will be dire.
Obediently, he took out five more silver ingots and placed them.
Lin Xiao had no intention of continuing to quarrel with the other party. There was no shortage of people who would do anything for money.
With the fat manager's sullen face, he carefully inspected the ten silver ingots, signed them, and packed up a hundred taels of silver. With the fat manager's indignant eyes, he walked out of the bankroom, walked to the armory, and left disappointed.
There is no better sword in the armory. If you want one, you can either buy it in the county town or try your luck at the blacksmith shops in the countryside.
"Improve your basic swordsmanship." Lin Xiao suddenly muttered silently as he walked.
This is purely an experiment, who knows if the upper limit is reached.
"The record is not enough." After a long time, the old-fashioned and blunt voice sounded. It seemed very reluctant and a little annoyed, as if someone was testing something that he didn't want to say. Lin Xiao was secretly happy.
, what does this mean? It means that transformation is not the limit and can continue to improve.
"To advance from perfection to transformation, it consumes ten points of record. I now have 135 points of record, which is not enough to improve." Lin Xiao was secretly shocked again, and put it aside for the time being: "I can still go to the arsenal and choose one.
Entering into martial arts."
Lin Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up, he immediately turned around and strode towards the arsenal.
In Baiyuntang, there is a martial arts arena, a meeting hall, an armory, a bank vault, an arsenal, etc., all of which are well coordinated.
At the beginning, the horse riding position and basic swordsmanship were learned from the arsenal. They were not considered to be of the upper class, and you could tell at first glance that they were at the bottom. Now, you can choose a martial arts that is of the upper class, and one less word will make it sound different.
Martial arts and martial arts are separated, so Lin Xiao can only choose martial arts and directly lock in swordsmanship.
"There are two kinds of swordsmanship, namely the swift wind swordsmanship and the flowing water swordsmanship." The arsenal manager is a little old man, but he has to put his hands on his back and raise his toes, always craning his neck to look like a calm and elegant man.
When he first came here a few months ago, Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment. Later he realized that this was an ordinary little old man who had never practiced martial arts. He heard him speak in an unpredictable tone:
"Young man, these two swordsmanships have their own advantages and mysteries. I have been managing the arsenal for many years. I have read through it countless times and have learned all three of them. Which one do you... choose?"
As he said that, the little old man looked expectant, his eyes seemed to say, "Ask me, ask me, ask me." Yes, he was the kind of little old man who liked to be mysterious and then wait for others to ask before showing off.
"So..." Lin Xiao asked, and saw that the hope in the little old man's eyes became more and more obvious. He was going to be jealous, but after thinking about it, he let it go. After all, I am an old man, and I, Lin Wuming, am a respectable old man.
A child-loving person: "Excuse me, my husband, what is the difference between the Swift Wind Swordsmanship and the Flowing Water Swordsmanship?"
The little old man suddenly grinned, his face full of joy, and his admiring eyes showed that a child can be taught. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The swordsmanship of the wind, it pays attention to speed. The sword is drawn like the wind, mainly stabbing and cutting...
…In this flowing water swordsmanship, the sword is neither fast nor slow, and the sword style should be continuous like flowing water..."
The little old man showed off, but what he said was almost what Lin Xiao thought. The basic swordsmanship gave Lin Xiao a solid foundation in swordsmanship, and through the names of the swordsmanship, he could make some inferences.
"High Wind Swordsmanship." Lin Xiao made the choice cheerfully. A real man must be fast, so fast that no one has time to react.
"This is Gale Swordsmanship. From now on, you will have an hour to read it every day of the month. But you must not spread it to others, otherwise you will be punished by the gang rules." After showing off, the little old man felt very comfortable and took it with a smile.
He handed a thin booklet to Lin Xiao: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."
Lin Xiao took the book and quickly opened it to read.
There are words and pictures on it, which indicate the movements and key points of the movement and power of the Swift Wind Swordsmanship. Based on the basic swordsmanship, Lin Xiao can completely memorize the Swift Wind Swordsmanship in less than half an hour.
After reading it three more times to further deepen his memory, Lin Xiao returned the book to the little old man.
"The time is not up yet." The little old man reminded kindly.
"I've already remembered it." Lin Xiao smiled and stepped out of the arsenal happily.
"This young man is so restless." The little old man frowned and looked at Lin Xiao's retreating back, muttered, then thought of something and became happy again.
…
In Qingtong Xixiang, in the Black Tu Hall, Lu Jitong, the branch leader of the Black Tu Gang, and the four leaders were sitting in the meeting hall, and the atmosphere was solemn.
"Gang leader, I have investigated clearly." Wang Dong, the big boss, said, but his face looked a little confused: "The person who killed Zhou Tipan, Wang Liushui and Fei Sheng was the same person. It is said that he was an elite gang member of the Baiyun Gang.
Everyone, my name is Lin Wuming."
"Boss Wang, are you kidding me?" Lu Jitong narrowed his eyes, which were as cold as a poisonous snake in a cave, making people feel chilled all over.
"Gang Leader, I'm really not joking. This is the information I tried my best to find out. It sounds unbelievable, but it is absolutely true." Wang Dong quickly explained: "Moreover, Lin Wuming not only killed Fei Sheng and the other three.
, and also killed forty-seven members of our Black Earth Gang."
"What else?" Lu Jitong closed his eyes slightly and tapped the back of the chair with his fingers. The rhythmic tapping made the atmosphere in the meeting hall increasingly tense.
"Fei Sheng, the three of them, and the forty-seven gang members were all killed by one sword." Wang Dong's face turned pale, but he still said bravely.
"Hehehehe." Lu Jitong suddenly chuckled, his body trembling slightly, making his laughter look very gloomy and weird, and his voice sounded faintly like the night wind blowing from the mass graves: "An elite member of the Baiyun Gang
Not only can we kill the forty-seven members of our gang and three small bosses, but we can also kill them all with one sword. Does that mean that only ten elite members of the Baiyun Gang can wipe out our Black Earth Gang...
"
"Gang leader, Lin Wuming has been promoted to the minor boss by He Mingshan." Wang Dong said quickly as if he was remedial.
"Little boss..." The faint sigh made the four big bosses feel cold all over, but they did not dare to move: "Write a letter to Fei Yang to tell Fei Yang that his brother is dead, and Lin has no life. Since he has no life,
What are you still doing alive..."
"Fei Yang..." As the four leaders read this name, a burst of heart palpitations emerged from the depths of their hearts like a fountain, and various things about Fei Yang emerged in their minds unconsciously.