I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 47 A Glimpse, Perfect Profile (Second more, there will be more later.)
"Xiaomu."

On Huayuan Street, in the courtyard, Kou Heng called Yun Mu to stop, and asked, "Where did Ye Ze, Sun Kang, and Qiao Bai go?"

Yun Mu's lips trembled, and he bowed his head in silence.

Seeing his appearance, a spark seemed to flash in Kou Heng's mind: "They..."

From the beginning of living in this courtyard, Kou Heng has been keenly aware that there are suddenly many temptations around them.

Something that I didn't even dare to think about before, someone sent it with great effort.

Even afraid that it will be difficult for you to keep it away, the other party can create various names ingeniously, making you feel that there is no risk in accepting this thing.

In addition, everyone is very kind to them, even flattering, including some beautiful women. means.

He used to think that this was a side effect of power and a secular way to test cadres, but now it seems that things may not be that simple.

"Xiaomu, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the mayor. I suspect that he is in cahoots with Yizhuang and belongs to an interest group." Kou Heng said with a heavy heart.

Yun Mu pondered: "It's very possible. Brother Heng, what should we do? Should we tell Aze and the others about this?"

Kou Heng shook his head and said, "No, they have probably been corrupted. Even if we tell them the truth, they won't believe it, or rather, they don't want to believe it! For the present plan, the only way to uncover this benefit is as soon as possible. The true face of the group, I hope to use reality to make them realize their mistakes."

"I'll always support you, Brother Heng." Yun Mu swore.

Kou Heng smiled gratifiedly, then straightened his expression, and said solemnly: "Nine times out of ten, there is the mayor's eyeliner outside the yard, Xiao Mu, you go out with me and cover me, I want to go to Yizhuang again ..."

evening.

Outside Yizhuang.

Kou Heng, who was hiding under a big tree, saw Qin Yao pulling a cart of wine jars outside the gate, his heart skipped a beat.

Are those fake Taoist priests in Yizhuang drinking wine like water!One car at a time!
He felt that there must be something wrong with it, but now he was alone and weak, so he didn't dare to jump out to check...

In case there was something invisible in the wine jar, and he opened it recklessly, wouldn't he be beheaded to death by that murderer? !

Thinking of this, he immediately suppressed his impetuous mood and calmed down again.

Half an hour later, the sky was completely dark. Kou Heng wrapped himself in a coat and was about to climb down the tree to go back, when there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in his ears. Looking around, he saw two or three hundred people holding sticks and even Strong men with sharp blades gathered, led by a leader wearing a big red robe, and blocked the gate of Yizhuang.

"What's the situation?" Kou Heng was at a loss.

"Brother, something is wrong. Many thieves with weapons surrounded our village." In Yizhuang, a Maoshan Taoist priest hurried into the lobby and shouted anxiously.

"A thief? Where did the thief come from!" Uncle Jiu was stunned.

Qin Yao put down the brush in his hand, pressed down the half-drawn amulet with a paperweight, got up and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Be busy, don't forget to practice.

It's just that in terms of his abnormal physique, it doesn't make much sense to use regular exercises to torture his body. The key is the practice of spells.

Maoshan started with talisman, and the core spell is naturally talisman.As an outstanding disciple of Wai Maozhong, [-]% of Uncle Jiu's cultivation is in talisman, so the three apprentices all started with talisman, but including Qin Yao, no one has been able to achieve the level of entering the room.

"I'll go with you." Uncle Jiu was not worried that Qin Yao would be injured, but that he would kill indiscriminately in anger, so he followed him out.

main entrance.

Qin Yao led a group of Taoist priests and stood outside the door looking at the hundreds of thieves. He saw them wearing various rags, messy dirty hair, disheveled faces, and numb and cold eyes.

"What advice do you have for bringing so many brothers here?" Qin Yao asked coldly, focusing on the Dahongpao who led the way.

"I heard that you are running a paper-making shop, I'm here to order some ghost paper." Dahongpao said.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "I want to order the ghost paper... Isn't it to buy?"

"You can also buy it."

Dahongpao took out a handful of oceans from his clothes, and threw them in front of Qin Yao: "These oceans are enough to buy all the ghosts in your village, right?"

Looking down at the dirty ocean under his feet, Qin Yao smiled and walked towards the other side step by step: "Before you came to make trouble, didn't you ask about the details of my Yizhuang?"

Dahongpao frowned and waved his hand. The thieves behind him stepped forward one after another and surrounded Qin Yao.

"Don't push yourself too hard. Our gang of beggars never pay for anything they want. It's already a great honor for you to be able to spend the ocean today."

"Beggars?" Taking another look at the various rags on their bodies, Qin Yao understood.

The gang of beggars here is naturally not the one in martial arts novels, let alone Hong Qigong, Dog Beating Stick, and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Historically, at this point in time there was still a gang of beggars, and even every county had such an organization, and the managers did not have the title of a few bags of elders, and they were collectively called beggar heads.

In the city, beggar gangs are no different from associations. Every month, they go to various shops to collect door cover fees, and merchants who are afraid of trouble obediently hand them over, so as to make themselves clean.

Merchants who are unwilling to bow their heads, those with a background are fine, but those without background are miserable. The local beggar gang only needs to get a seriously ill beggar to collapse in front of the shop, and the business of this shop will fail in all likelihood...

Qin Yao never expected that the beggar gang would receive the door cover fee from Yizhuang and Tiandi Bank.

No matter how you look at it, there is a weirdness in this matter, there must be ghosts playing tricks.

"Master." Qin Yao turned to look at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Don't cause trouble."

Qin Yao chuckled, raised his hands, and rushed down the mountain like a tiger, rushing towards the beggar's head Dahongpao, but all the beggars standing in front of him were slapped down.

It's ridiculous to deal with these beggars who have no cultivation base at all, and they can still fight back and forth.

Totally crushed!

At the same time, in the inner courtyard, Mao Shanming, who had just walked out of the hut with his trousers in his hands, was about to join in the fun at the gate, when he caught a glimpse of a perfect profile under the light...

With just this side face, Mao Shanming instantly killed all the beauties he had ever seen in his life, and he fell completely at a glance.

"Master, can you do me a favor?"

Mao Shanming stared straight at the other party, swallowing his saliva continuously: "Yes, yes, what is the difficulty for the lady, even though I will do my best to help..."

(End of this chapter)