The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 52

Seeing that someone died on the spot, everyone from the upper and lower floors of the Jin Building, regardless of the three aunts and six women, or the accountant, together with the big and small teapots, clients, gamblers, listeners, and chatterers, all swarmed out, and the footsteps were so dense The building was trampled down, and one by one lay on the wooden railing, widening their eyes and trying to take a closer look.

This is a big deal.

Since the day the Dajin Building was erected, the first rule in the building is that it is okay to compete, but not to kill or see blood.

Looking at the coffin being carried out, everyone finally re-examined the person standing alone on the stairs.

Chen Zhuo looked down at the crowd, "Who else wants to help?"

Someone boldly asked: "Since you want to establish rules, you must tell the rules and let everyone listen."

Chen Zhuo glanced at all the people in the four directions, and was startled, "Didn't I say it? It seems that I didn't say it."

"Forget it, then I'll explain it clearly to you." He rolled up his sleeves, paced down, and said casually: "I'm kind, soft-hearted, and don't see the suffering in the world. From now on, the tea money for these girls will be reduced to [-]%. If you earn more, get more, if you earn less, get less, and if you can’t afford it, just do some odd jobs. The world is turbulent, and it’s not easy to find a stable place. Let’s help each other, support each other, and get through it Enough."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of those girls who originally thought that the golden building was about to be turned upside down all lit up.

Isn't that right? In the past, those masters fought back and forth, and they were the ones who suffered the most. They changed their methods to draw blood and suck their marrow.

I thought that Chen Zhuo's methods were fierce, just to win some oil and water, and he was the same as those people, but unexpectedly he sang such a song.

Hearing these words, many displaced and wronged girls secretly wiped their tears and sobbed.

These days, as long as they have a way to survive, who would beg for work in the flower building?

It's just that when you enter this building, you are destined to be a dwarf. You have to endure grievances and sufferings, and finally earn some skinny money. In the end, everyone wants to take a share.

Now hearing that someone is willing to take care of them, they are greatly touched, and they all look at Chen Zhuo differently.

I just feel that the murderous look all over his body is not scary anymore, the more he looks at it, the more pleasing to the eye, the more joyful he is, as if there is no such man in the world who is so exciting.

Chen Zhuo didn't pay attention to the changes in the eyes of those girls, and then said slowly: "In the future, not only will the money for tea be reduced, but people will also have to be protected. Hit it out. Take a breath of life, don't put yourself too low, no one is superior to anyone else, you have to live to your heart's content, and you can't be wronged."

Someone on the second floor said sarcastically: "Heh, you are amazing. The first thing you do is to help these women get ahead. It's really interesting. When will the girls in the building be able to pick someone? A bunch of bastards, are they worthy? "

The expression on Chen Zhuo's face didn't change much, and he paused, "Not only the girls in the building can't be wronged, but the people in our building can't be wronged from now on, but they can't bully anyone, behave well, it's me It doesn’t matter who you are outside the building, if you enter this door, the Heavenly King Laozi is here, so you have to abide by my rules.”

"This master's surname is Chen?"

Someone downstairs suddenly cupped his hands and asked loudly.

It was Uncle Deng who asked the question.

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved, "My surname is Chen, what advice do you have?"

Uncle Deng asked: "Master Chen's words are reasonable, but I still have something to ask."

Chen Zhuo said: "Say!"

Uncle Deng's eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly, "What if someone sells opium in the hall?"

Chen Zhuo looked at the other party twice, and said in a deep voice, "Good question!"

He looked at the people downstairs, "This is my second rule, the last one, and the most important one, Mr. Chen, listen carefully...that is, no smoke will be seen in the building from now on. Whoever smokes opium, get out by himself, whoever sells opium, I will skin him, and whoever dares to sell opium to people in the building will kill them all."

The light and ethereal words seemed to have a great weight, and everyone held their breath when they heard them.

Uncle Deng solemnly said: "Mr. Chen, I will be the first to convince you!"

"Mr. Chen, I agree with you."

"Mr. Chen, you are so proud!"

"Mr. Chen, we girls also admire you!"

"Mr. Chen, from now on all accountants will look up to you."

"Our three aunts and six wives are all with you, Mr. Chen!"

……

As soon as smoking was banned, some people were happy, but some couldn't sit still, as if they were stabbed at the vital point and death point in an instant.

The originally crowded crowd instantly drew two camps.

Mr. Rui reminded from the side: "The first floor is for the local gang conversation, and the second floor is in charge of Renbo, who came from the thirteenth industry."

These thirteen lines refer to "Guangzhou Thirteen Lines", a "Ya line" specializing in foreign trade. It is the only surviving Maritime Silk Road in a closed country. At its peak, it was called "Tianzi Nanku" and monopolized foreign trade. , The reputation is prominent, it can be said that his hands and eyes are in the sky.

"Young man, just play around with your prestige. It's not easy to earn face. You're considered someone. Let's all sit down and have a cup of tea and have a good chat."

Renbo was old and tired, and most of the energy he had had after smoking opium earlier seemed to have faded away with a few words, he yawned profusely, and was listless.

With a calm expression, Chen Zhuo pointed to the open door of the Golden Building, "Get out, or go out lying down?"

Renbo blinked his sleepy eyes, and he didn't seem to regain his energy until the person next to him handed him a pipe. He leaned on a servant girl's leg, curled up, his cheeks sunken, and with all his strength, he took a big puff of the cigarette.

The originally half-dead appearance immediately became alive again as if hearing the wind of a fairy.

Chen Zhuo stared at him and shook his head, "Old man, if I lived like you, I would have hung myself on a tree with a crooked neck."

Renbo smiled sadly, his voice became louder, "I don't know how high the sky is!"

After the old man finished speaking, he immediately saw five people walking out of the crowd behind him.

The three on the left are the three Hongquan masters from last night, in gray shirts, black shirts, and white shirts, while the two on the right are bent-legged, with bright eyes and heavy hands, and they behave like monkeys, clearly the same as those who died before That teacher came from the same door.

Sure enough, the two on the right took the lead.

"What a monkey-shaped fist!"

One of them turned over and jumped down the stairs while drinking heavily, reached out his hand to grab a jug of wine and swallowed it up.The other person has a crazy face, screaming "squeak" repeatedly, his arms are thick, his skin is black and white, it should be a hard monkey fist.

"Drunk monkey? Interesting."

Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be a little interested, but his next move was surprising.

"Come on, the five of you will go together... By the way, I will use the knife, and it will be very fast."

His eyes seemed to draw a big circle in mid-air, including the three Hongquan masters.

The three of them glanced at each other, their breath sank, they had already rushed downstairs, and signed the life and death certificate.

Mr. Rui and others who were watching on the third floor wanted to persuade them, but they were forced to retreat by Chen Zhuo's stare.

Since it is necessary to establish prestige, it is natural to establish the prestige of thunder, otherwise it will be blown by gentle wind and drizzle, and it is inevitable that some people will be convinced and dissatisfied, and the scene will inevitably have to be pretentious.

The life and death certificate has been established.

Seeing the people downstairs nodding their heads, the five people rushed up the stairs one after another.

As soon as Chen Zhuo looked down, he stepped down and shook his shoulders. Before everyone could see clearly, a grotesque and terrifying Rakshasa face appeared on his face.

After only seven steps, the man who was drinking and punching jumped and rushed towards him, reeking of alcohol, his body was full of energy and blood, and his strength was greatly increased.

As soon as they met each other, the man suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of wine mist towards Chen Zhuo.

Taking advantage of the wine mist to cover his eyes, the man folded his hands and ten fingers inward, and made a blow with the back of his hand, leaped into the air, and had already attacked Chen Zhuo's face.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of cracking silk and shaking the sky is like a string of firecrackers.

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, neither panic nor panic, and put his hands forward to defend, but the moment he set up, a cold light flashed across the eyes of everyone, and disappeared in a flash.

The moment the cold glow disappeared, Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up fiercely, he turned around and flew down, landed like a snake, and staggered with another Monkey Fist master for a while. .

Everyone finally saw clearly.

A scimitar stretched and contracted in Chen Zhuo's sleeve unexpectedly, making it superb, dexterous like a living thing, Ling Kong just spun around against the man's neck before disappearing.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Chen Zhuo had already rushed towards the other three masters of Hong Quan. With his arms outstretched, two spatula lights spit out suddenly, left and right, like a startled rainbow, which dazzled the viewers.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Gold and iron contended, swords and rings clashed, Chen Zhuo was one against three, and walked on the dragon's footsteps. He swallowed and breathed vigorously, and the breath was as long as water. He only heard a dragon's chant, and there was a loud boom on the handle of the knife.

But the voice disappeared in an instant.

The two sides split instantly.

Chen Zhuo had already walked down the stairs, put his hands into his sleeves, and put away the knife.

And behind him, the five people's bodies were stiff, as if they were frozen in place, but when they trembled, a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the neck, and the blood was sprayed like mist, and the five big heads had rolled down, and the headless body fell to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The whole hall was silent, listening to a teacup trembling and falling and breaking.

Chen Zhuo still said the same thing.

"Carry it out!"

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(End of this chapter)