(I went out to undergo a mass excision surgery of useless body tissues, so it was late)
Lin Xiao originally thought that when he suddenly met the person who always came to help him, seeing how arrogant he was in Zhenwei Building, he would definitely cause trouble for him, but he was unexpectedly surprised.
However, if I notify the trumpet to fight him, wouldn't that make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?
It's impossible to fight. After all, you can't gain a record by defeating repeatedly. Lin Xiao has always avoided such things that have little profit.
In the armory, Lin Xiao glanced at it, grabbed an iron sword, pulled it out and inspected it, then took out a tael of silver to buy it. The person who managed the armory was so clean that he almost didn't react.
He was very impressed by Lin Xiao, because the last time this man came to buy a sword, he had to touch each sword carefully and repeatedly several times before he gave up. He had no idea what the operation was.
Carrying the new iron sword, Lin Xiao went back happily. Today he was responsible for patrolling at night.
At home, Lin Xiao stood still in the courtyard, his breathing gradually became longer, his eyes focused, he moved his right arm and clasped the hilt of the sword with his five fingers, and suddenly twisted his right foot as the axis, and a force of strength grew, burst out, and rushed straight to his waist.
The shoulder and arm reached directly to the sword, and there seemed to be a sharp and short sword sound in the courtyard, followed by a flash of electric light.
Each basic swordsmanship technique has particular emphasis on the movement of force and the angle and trajectory. For example, in the Tattooing Art, which part of the body's muscles are used to move the force, and in the Zhanzi Jue, another part of the muscle is used to move the force. There may be some overlap.
But there are different parts.
After entering the basic swordsmanship level, Lin Xiao understood the true meaning of swordsmanship.
The stabbing, body, eye, and sword lines suddenly erupt, like lightning striking the air, and there must be an momentum that penetrates everything.
Cutting is like thunder breaking through a mountain, and the force is like breaking bamboo and destroying dryness and decay.
With each sword strike, Lin Xiao used all his strength, over and over again, carefully feeling the strength of his muscles. After a while, his whole body was soaked, and his skin was steaming and red, as if he had just fought.
It looks like it came out of a steamer.
My stomach growled with hunger, and my chest pressed against my back.
Practicing swordsmanship with all your strength in conjunction with becoming a horse bearer will double the body-building effect, but it will also be more expensive.
In the evening, Zhou Zheng came back from school on time. After dinner, Lin Xiao sent him to Qinghu Martial Arts School.
"Ah Zheng, if you are poor, you can be alone, but if you are rich, you can help the world. Now that you are rich, remember to study hard, learn more martial arts, and support your brother and me." Lin Xiao sent Zhou Zheng to the door of Qinghu Martial Arts Hall and lowered his voice.
said the voice.
If Fang Qinglei didn't accept him, he would have to find ways to acquire martial arts from other sources. After all, Lin Xiao began to feel that the physical training effect of the horse post seemed to be gradually weakening.
"Brother, didn't you say last year that if you are poor, you will be alone, but if you are rich, you will have a group of wives and concubines?" Zhou Zheng looked like, "You lied to me again."
"Hehehe, is that right?" Lin Xiao smiled and thought about it carefully: "Don't care about such details, people must know how to adapt to changes. Believe me, I have read more books than you and I won't lie to you.
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"Go, practice hard, and go back after practice. I'm going on night patrol." Lin Xiao didn't wait for Zhou Zheng to think about it, and immediately turned around and left like a gust of wind.
"Azheng, this kid, is becoming less and less easy to fool." Walking away quickly, Lin Xiao exhaled and strode towards Wuli Street.
Sometimes Lin Xiao finds it unbelievable that gang members actually patrol those businesses like security guards. This is completely different from the gangs they originally imagined, right?
Shouldn't it be a fierce and domineering style, killing people if they disagree with each other, and trying to take advantage of those merchants?
But after messing around, Lin Xiao discovered that it wasn't the case, at least not with the Baiyun Gang. The gang had strict rules and money was one of the gang's important sources of income. If you wanted to receive more money from the gang, you had to hope that the business of those merchants would be better.
, the higher their income, the gang can gradually increase the amount of money and the greater the income.
Not only are other people not allowed to disrupt the business of merchants, but our employees are also not allowed to do so. You can eat whatever you want and pay for it yourself.
As for beating and killing people, they are mainly targeted at those who dare to cause trouble and hostile gangs. Those innocent civilians and passers-by will basically not be targeted as long as they do not commit suicide.
If he hadn't slashed several people and stabbed two to death a few months ago, he would have thought that he was not part of a gang but a serious company.
When we arrived at the temporary base on Wuli Street, the sun set, night fell, and lights began to gradually light up on the street.
"Brother Xiao."
"Xiao...Xiao...Brother..."
Zhou Dazhu and Wang Xiaohu arrived first, while Wang Daniu was still recovering from his internal injuries.
Brothers Zhou Xiuwen and Wang Daqiang were also present. When they saw Lin Xiao, brother Wang Daqiang nodded as a greeting, while Zhou Xiuwen snorted coldly. Their subordinates who had been beaten by Lin Xiao also looked at Lin Xiao with anger.
Lin Xiao responded to Brother Wang Daqiang, and immediately pondered, should he anger Zhou Xiuwen and then defeat him, that would be a bad achievement.
While thinking about it, Wang Tiegen strode in from the door, followed by someone else.
"Brothers, today a brother from the main gang is going to join us on night patrol. Everyone welcomes brother Feng Yuan." Wang Tiegen rarely used curse words.
"Welcome..." Zhou Xiuwen was the first to cooperate.
Lin Xiao was startled when he saw the other party and wanted to avoid it. Damn, it was this guy again.
"It's you." When Feng Yuan carried a long sword and glanced arrogantly, his eyes suddenly fell on Lin Xiao's face, and he was slightly startled: "Where is your brother Lin Wuming? I've been waiting for him all day, why didn't he come to me?"
"Brother Feng, his brother's name is Zhou Zheng." Zhou Xiuwen said sharply.
"Zhou Zheng." Feng Yuan was slightly startled, then asked Lin Xiao: "Didn't you say that Lin Wuming is your brother?"
"Lin Wuming is his nickname." Zhou Xiuwen said sharply again.
"You..." Feng Yuan's face quickly became bloodshot and red, his eyes widened and he pointed angrily at Lin Xiao. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He used the trumpet to mean his nickname. This guy had been teasing him like a fool since the morning.
"Shocking or not, unexpected or not." Lin Xiao, who had been expressionless throughout the whole process, suddenly showed a smile on his face.
"Lin Xiao, what the hell is going on with you? Why don't you apologize to brother Feng Yuan?" Wang Tiegen immediately scolded.
"No need to apologize." Feng Yuan yelled and pointed at Lin Xiao: "Fight with me again."
"Not interested." Lin Xiao strode out of the stronghold without looking back: "Xiaohu Dazhu, go on patrol."
"Stop." Feng Yuan roared and rushed out.
"Brother Feng Yuan." Wang Tiegen shouted quickly and rushed over to stop Feng Yuan: "Let's go on night patrol together."
"Get lost." Feng Yuan angrily pushed Wang Tiegen away and chased after Lin Xiao. Wang Tiegen froze on the spot, his face turning blue and white.
He was thinking about making friends with Feng Yuan and seeing if there was a chance to be transferred to the main gang, but he didn't expect that Lin Xiao would mess him up.
That's right, Wang Tiegen believes that if it weren't for Lin Xiao, Feng Yuan wouldn't be like this.
"Damn Lin Xiao." Wang Tiegen was itching with hatred.
"Brother Wang, everything is Lin Xiao's fault." Zhou Xiuwen immediately rushed over and said.
"Go away and patrol." Wang Tiegen roared angrily.
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"Fight with me again."
"Fight with me again."
"Fight with me again."
Lin Xiao had a stern look on his face. As soon as he caught up with him, he kept mumbling like a repeater, which made Lin Xiao very upset.
"How arrogant are you when you eat the King's meal?" Lin Xiao couldn't help asking.
"Don't mention that to me." Feng Yuan's face darkened, as if he was ashamed to speak, and then he continued to repeat: "Fight with me again."
Wang Xiaohu and Zhou Dazhu both looked like they had seen a ghost. Is this the same person who was so arrogant at the Zhenwei Building and shouted "What are you doing?"
"You are a minor in external training, right? I just started external training. Don't you feel ashamed to fight with me?" Lin Xiao asked in return.
"Are you going to get started with foreign forging?" Feng Yuan looked at Lin Xiao steadily, with doubt on his face: "Really, you didn't lie to me?"
Lin Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Then, Lin Xiao found that although Feng Yuan was still following him, he didn't murmur anymore, and kept looking sullen and worried. Lin Xiao ignored him, hoping that his ears would be clean.
While patrolling, Lin Xiao felt hungry again. He bought a large bag of steamed buns and ate thirty of them slowly. He distributed them to Wang Xiaohu and Zhou Dazhu. The two refused to eat. They felt full now that they could smell the steamed buns.
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"Want to eat?" Lin Xiao looked at Feng Yuan who looked a little depressed, felt a little sympathy, took a bun and handed it over, and then stuffed the bun into his mouth, muttering: "Forget it, I guess you can see
Not pleasing to the eye."
Feng Yuan stretched out a hand numbly and was about to catch the buns. He almost shed tears after hearing Lin Xiao's words, but he didn't even give him a bun to eat.
Patrolling when nothing happens is undoubtedly a very boring task. When you are tired, you will find a place to sit and rest for a while and continue walking. Of course, small bosses like Wang Tiegen always stay in the stronghold when patrolling.
Just send your men down, and if you feel sleepy, you can take a nap in the stronghold.
Late at night, the businesses on the street closed their doors one after another, the lights went out, and the entire Wuli Street fell into darkness. At this time, the patrolmen began to feel sleepy.
Fortunately, there is no need to patrol all night, just stick to it until early in the morning.
As for whether people from rival gangs will come over in the middle of the night to set fire, loot, etc., that has nothing to do with the Baiyun Gang. The fees collected are protection fees, not nanny fees. Even if the regular money is not collected because the store was damaged and burned, it still has nothing to do with it.
Nothing can be done.
What's more, setting fire to a shop is a taboo.
After all, the dynasty has laws. The number of casualties in battles between gangs is the gang's business. But if it spreads and causes a greater impact, if it violates the laws of the dynasty and attracts the dynasty's army or the dynasty's masters,
The consequences will be different.
There have been gangs that have been wiped out because of things like this.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight is as quiet as spring water. It seems to be flowing on the roofs, exterior walls, and streets. It falls on people's bodies, as if they are wearing a layer of gauze.
When it was almost early in the morning, Lin Xiao and the others began to return to the stronghold. Wang Xiaohu yawned, but Feng Yuan still followed Lin Xiao all the way, looking depressed, making him think that something had happened to him.
Under the moonlight, dozens of figures dressed in black were rushing from the west of Wuli Street. From a distance, they looked like a surging black tide.