The main branch of Hengtong Bank is located on the north-south transportation artery. Heroes and business travelers from all walks of life like to come here to exchange some silver notes or bring money with them.
It stands to reason that this is only the third quarter of Shenshi, so there should be an endless stream of people here.
But now, although there is a circle of people around, no one dares to enter.
Just because a young man in a green shirt was leaning against the gate with a sword in his hand, and in front of him were lying on the ground a dozen gangsters groaning in pain.
"Who else!"
The onlookers were silent.
That young man is naturally Wang Quan.
A month and a half ago, we settled matters with the big guys in Lin'an City.
Some of them decided to go back to Shanmen to infiltrate behind enemy lines, some stayed in the base area and began to study the seeds left by Wang Quan, and some contacted old connections in the past to recruit a group of people.
Only Wu's friend decided to go north to the capital with them.
Before leaving, someone suggested taking a boat trip on the West Lake, which was a perfect comma for this meaningful discussion.
His words were so frightening that Wang Quan quickly refused and ran away with Ajiu and the others.
Are you kidding! He can do that kind of thing?
Is Wang Quan worthy of him?
Anyway, a few people just slept and ate in the open along the way, and arrived at the border of the Central Plains a day ago.
Wang Quan is a man who makes money along the way.
If someone sold his body to bury his father, he would give him money.
When a young pickpocket was beaten for stealing food, he gave him money to buy clothes and food.
Along the way, the few thousand taels of silver notes he had left were almost gone.
I happened to be passing by this place today, so I wanted to bring some gold to the bank to exchange for some banknotes and scraps of silver.
As a result, I happened to meet a filial son whose father was seriously ill, and I wanted to borrow some money to go back and treat him.
As a result, everyone took the land deed to pay off the debt, but the bank still refused to lend, and even had thugs beat the family out with sticks!
As a member of the Jianghu community, Wang Quan naturally came out to speak out when he saw injustice happening here!
Who would have expected that the people in the bank not only refused to cry and regret themselves, but even dared to make rude remarks!
Can Wang Quan endure it?
I can't bear it!
He exploded on the spot!
So, this is the current scene.
"Is there still king's law? Is there still justice?"
Wang Quan said loudly: "I will take care of this matter today! Tell your boss to get out!"
Justice will not be absent! But there will be traffic jams!
But these days, coming in ten minutes late is considered late, and coming in two hours late is considered absenteeism. Workers who are absent from work would have been fired!
"Hero! Don't do this, hero!"
The bank manager next to me tried to persuade him.
Wang Quan snorted coldly, grabbed him, pulled out a handful of silver from his arms and threw it to the young man lying on the ground, "Go back and treat the old man. Remember to treat your own injuries."
The young man held the silver with tears streaming down his face. His knees felt weak and he knelt down to kowtow.
But a breeze held his knees, making it impossible for him to kneel down.
"No kneeling! Except for your parents and elders, no one in this world can make you kneel! Not even the emperor!"
The young man gritted his teeth and tried his best to kneel down, but he couldn't kneel down.
He wiped away tears and bowed with red eyes: "Dare you ask me your benefactor's name? If you are capable in the future, I will repay you with a spring of water!"
Wang Quan said calmly: "I, Wang Quan, never leave my name when I do good deeds. Just go quickly."
Wang Quan...The young man remembered Wang Quan's name, his knees felt weak and he knelt down again.
But thinking of Wang Quan's words, he gritted his teeth, bowed deeply, turned around and staggered away.
"Oh!" The shopkeeper stomped his feet in distress, "What's the use of giving him this money? Even if I'm saved, I'll just have to do hard work for others!"
"That's what he borrowed. He will pay it back when he succeeds in the future. And judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like the kind of person who doesn't work hard."
"Alas..." The shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, not answering Wang Quan's words.
Wang Quan was actually happy, "Come on, come on, I just want to talk to you, so as not to say that I am bullying others."
He stood up straight and said, "When a bank opens its doors, isn't it just to lend money to people who need it? People are in need of money to save their lives, so why not lend it to them?"
The shopkeeper took one look at him and sighed: "He is a poor man. If you lend him money, you can't get it back."
"Does Prince General Xiang Ning have the guts?" Wang Quan curled his lips, "Besides, if you don't lend money to people in need, who will you lend money to?"
The shopkeeper didn't say anything.
Wang Quan raised his hand, "Have you ever seen a fist as big as a casserole? If you don't tell me, I will blow your dog's head off with the next punch."
"This..." the shopkeeper said with a bitter look on his face, "Of course it is lent to the heroes of the world, the disciples of the sect."
"Why?"
"Because they can pay it back."
"This is strange." Wang Quan laughed, "They are not short of money, so they still want to borrow money from you? You are lending money to people who don't need money, but you don't lend money to people who need money."
He casually pointed at a bearded man among the onlookers who was carrying a knife, "Brother, are you short of money?"
The man was startled, and then he puffed up his chest and said, "I am a guest of Shuangdao Sect, so naturally I am not short of money."
Wang Quan pointed at a handsome young man in a silk shirt, "Brother, are you short of money?"
The man smiled generously and said, "My family runs an escort agency, so naturally I am not short of money."
Wang Quan pointed to a beggar again and said, "My dear friend, are you short of money?"
The beggar nodded, "Of course we are short of money!"
He raised the broken bowl in his hand and asked, "Master, can you give me some coins?"
Wang Quan threw three taels of broken silver into his broken bowl and said, "You are strong and have no arms or legs. Farming is being opened three miles south of the city. If you go there, you can claim the land. You can also get credit before the grain is harvested. Wait.
When you are able, you can pay back the money to buy the land.
"I borrowed this money from you. Remember to pay me back next year after harvesting the grain."
The beggar was startled and retreated into the crowd without standing out.
Tsk...I still need to do some spiritual construction.
But this kind of thing cannot be rushed.
Wang Quan said calmly: "No matter what, today I will smash the bank and take all the money away and give it to the poor. If you have any objections, just hold it in."
The shopkeeper burst into tears and said, "Wang Daxia, do you know who is behind my bank!"
"It's none of my business. If you can, let him come to me." Wang Quan said and was about to walk into the bank.
"No!" The shopkeeper blocked the door, "What are you trying to do? You are not short of money!"
Wang Quan said with a smile: "I have a twisted mentality and hate the rich. I can't see you guys who are squeezing money from the poor having an easy time. I'm not happy. I'm satisfied."
It doesn't matter if you make money honestly, everyone depends on their ability.
But he really couldn't bear to see this kind of thing.
If you can't bear it anymore, take action!
Just like what Ajiu said, Wang Quan only needs to face injustice on the road with a sword and a green shirt!
Of course someone will do the rest!
Damn it! This broken bank reminded him of a certain vulnerable group.
Watching the news, there was a meeting at the top, and the disadvantaged groups said that they were disadvantaged groups, and the big bosses at the top all laughed!
"stop!"
Suddenly someone shouted from behind.
Wang Quan turned around.
The onlookers moved out of the way and saw a man and a woman walking forward.
The man is plump and handsome, and the woman is as beautiful as a flower.
The man raised his hands in all directions and said loudly: "I am sending Li Lei from Huashan! When I see something unfair here, I want to say something fair!"
He looked at Wang Quan with a decent smile on his face, "When there is injustice on the road, draw your sword to help. I hate to see someone like you who bullies others."
Wang Quan: "..."
This line is so familiar.
He picked his ears with his little finger, "Who is this guy?"
At this time, there is indeed someone to show off.
The man who was being questioned by Wang Quan just now suddenly trembled and said in shock: "Could it be that the young hero is the Fenghua Sword Li Lei Li Shaoxia who is ranked 37th on the ranking list? Could it be that the person next to him is the 79th ranking guy?
The Xue Yue Sword Han Mei Han heroine?"
"Exactly." Li Lei said proudly, "We who practice martial arts should be chivalrous and righteous!"
He pulled out the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Wang Quan, "If you can apologize and compensate for the bank's losses, and then kowtow to the shopkeeper three times in front of all the heroes, then I can naturally let you go.
"If not..."
Wang Quan appeared in front of him in an instant and slapped him, spinning him 1080 degrees in mid-air and then hitting him face down on the ground.
He's not dead, but his handsome face has swollen into a pig's head.
Wang Quan said condescendingly: "Young Master Li, go home and eat shit."