Lord of the Desert

Chapter 218
"Last year, all the families of our Jinhai City gathered together and suppressed a sand bandit named Hai Haifei."

Hong Fan said.

He recalled the bright yellow knife wheel in the grotto, and the iron meteor that defeated the wave breaking knife on the streets of Xijing.

"The leader of the bandit is nicknamed Da Ri Dao Lun, and he is listed as 570 two on the evil list."

"I look back at this moment, and I feel that this person's combat power is not inferior to that of Shi Yuanwei and Cao Hanhai."

The implication of his words is that he is naturally not optimistic about Lu Yunshi's trip.

"I know that the person you mentioned is called Wan Guangji?"

Wu Hongling replied.

"The ranking of the evil list is not only based on cultivation, but also on crimes committed."

"This bone chewer has slaughtered several caravans in Huaiyang Kingdom. He has already done a lot of evil deeds. His skills may not be harder than Dari Knife Wheel."

Hearing this, Zhan Yuanzi raised his eyebrows in disgust.

"This kind of person has come to Liangzhou, we can't let him go out alive."

he said in a low voice.

At this time, Bai Jiaci suddenly asked a question.

"A lot of people have come out of Huaiyang country in the past two years, but most of them are refugees who can't make a living."

"Even this kind of person can't stay anymore, so what's the situation over there?"

As soon as these words came out, the five people were completely silent.

For a long while, there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing at the table.

It was lunch today, and a few people did not enter the private room, but sat at the table facing the street on the second floor.

Hong Fan drank the pear blossoms in his cup and looked out the window.

He saw at the south end of the long street, two idle men with swords carrying a bench wandering along the street, going in and out of one shop with wanton smiles on their faces.

Following his gaze, Wu Hongling also caught a glimpse of this scene.

"The rogues are looting again."

She smiled dismissively and introduced to Hong Fan.

"The sitting tigers in Xijing are known as 'one gang and one hundred factions'. One gang is the Fubo Gang, and the next generation changes, but they are all inseparable from this gang."

"Most of these people rely on the Yaohe River to make a living, and also do some water transport and cargo work for a living."

"Recently, the smuggling business has been severely investigated by the governor. These guys are having a hard time."

The topic changed from Huaiyang Kingdom, and the atmosphere recovered a lot.

"I also have sitting tigers in my hometown; my father was blackmailed in the early years, so he sent me to practice martial arts."

Bai Jiaci held up a duck leg and said.

"But the rogues are like spring grass, but they are inexhaustible."

Zhan Yuanzi and Wu Ruyi both nodded.

Hong Fan thought of his previous life, and felt something.

"When there is a crowd, there is order; when order is established, there is power."

"Power will not disappear, it will only be transferred - if the court can't control it or doesn't control it, someone will naturally fill the gap."

He poured a full cup of pear blossom white, and said lightly.

Just as the other four people were listening intently to his rant, arguments came from downstairs.

"I know you have already paid for this season, but the weather has been bad recently, so you have to charge another 20 taels."

"This matter is fair and just. We have come all the way, not only your family, but none of your family is left behind..."

Hong Fan closed his mouth, as if he had eaten a fly.

There was constant noise downstairs, and soon Zhao Rongxuan's voice sounded.

With the outstanding hearing ability of the five people, and sitting in the nearest position upstairs, they can hear the passage clearly.

It is not uncommon for gangs to collect protection fees.

When Hong Fan was in Jinhai, he had also heard that Whirlpool Gate and Feiyan Gate were doing similar things.

It's just that the Hong family is powerful, so their own property is naturally free from harassment.

As for the affairs downstairs at this time, he is not very interested in it.

One is that the matter of 20 taels of silver is too small.

The second is that the management of Xingshengtang belongs to the authority of Zhao Rongxuan and Hong Pan.

Whether it is "one thing more is worse than one thing less" or "a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake", they have had many years of inertia.

Hong Fan's rash intervention may make the two of them uncomfortable.

However, the rest of the people at the table obviously didn't think so.

"Okay, what's the difference between taking 'money' by force in broad daylight and robbers?!"

Bai Jiaci put down his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows.

"Since we are here, how can we let these rats take advantage of it?"

As he spoke, he didn't make his own claims, but looked at Hong Fan eagerly.

The latter observed for a while, and found that not only Xiaobai, but also Wu Ruyi and Zhan Yuanzi, who had always been quiet, were a little moved.

【At Xingsheng Hall, this is the third time I have hosted them...】

A thought came to Hong Fan's mind, so he changed his mind.

"Things hit the door, but I have to take care of it."

He chuckled softly and pressed his palm on the table.

Bang.

Withdrew his hand.

The bench has already been parked at the gate of Xingsheng Hall.

The two hooligans sat on the stool left and right with their knives in hand, leaving only a gap on both sides for one person to pass through.

"Boss Zhao, you saw that we went up to the sky and down to the ground, but we didn't sit in your place!"

The person on the left smiled evilly.

On the long street, a group of guests who wanted to come to eat saw such a scene and immediately turned around and changed to another place.

"You two, this is too much."

Zhao Rongxuan held his hands behind his back, and his voice sank.

"The 20 taels for a season was decided by me and the head of your family. Now that no one else comes, is it just for nothing to ruin this reputation?"

"There are a lot of factions in Xijing City, with endless means, but they all have faith."

"If the two of you make some gestures today, I'll pay 20 taels. If you come back every day, wouldn't my Xingsheng Hall become a purse?!"

He took a stern drink, and the two hooligans put away their hippie smiles.

"We are the head of the family, but we guessed that the chief steward would say so."

The person on the right replied, with three points of sincerity.

"It's just that the new river-crossing dragon has recently caught Yaohe and raided it. We are really sad, so we have to make such a bad plan."

"Usually Xingsheng Hall has been taken care of by us a lot, so why should we help at this time?"

Zhao Rongxuan was about to reply when he heard footsteps on the stairs behind him.

"Where did the rogue come from, and still learn to speak humanely?"

A condescending laugh came over.

The rogues looked around, only to see a pair of black boots stepping on the wooden steps, and heard another low cry.

"The chief steward is careful!"

Boots Yule disappears.

Instinctively, Zhao Rongxuan took two steps sideways, and caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by, like a wind blowing through the hall.

"Ouch!"

People came from behind, and screams rang out in front.

It was Bai Jiaci who kicked softly, kicking the man on the left five or six meters away, and rolled into a gourd on the street.

"who are you?!"

The second man stood up abruptly.

"We belong to the Xionghao gang. There are over a hundred bloody men in the gang, and the one nicknamed 'The Hao Gui' is our leader!"

"You dare to touch us, but you want to see blood!"

he shouted loudly.

Then Bai Jiaci kicked him back to sit on the stool.

With a clanging sound, the horizontal knife was thrown out of its sheath, and was nailed to the stool between the man's thighs.

There are irregular gaps on the blade of this knife, and there are many scratches left by friction on the surface of the knife, which is obviously used to cut living things.

Bai Jiaci took two steps forward, stepped on the handle of the knife with his right foot, looked down at the man, and said with a smile.

"I just haven't seen blood, why don't you give me a look?"

After the words fell, he exerted force on his feet and pierced the horizontal knife to the end.

There was a blunt "Du" sound when the knife grid hit the stool.

At this time, Hong Fan walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, and stood side by side with Zhao Rongxuan.

The long street was silent.

Only the sound of that rascal's jaw-dropping war could be heard clearly.

(End of this chapter)