Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 133

Explosives are needed to open mines.

However, due to policy reasons, the approval of explosives has become more and more difficult in recent years, and static blasting and gas blasting methods have been used instead.

Especially high explosives are rare.

Fangzheng used the kiln mouth to open some mines, and spent a lot of effort for this, and even asked Councilor Zhao to specifically ask him because the amount was too large.

This is what ignites.

The entire Fang Mansion was completely covered by the destructive power of the explosives.

core zone,

Vaporize instantly!

The billowing smoke and dust poured out a hundred meters away, the strong wind swept through, and the deafening roar made people temporarily deaf and unable to hear.

A martial artist is also a human being with a mortal body.

Fangzheng has a deep understanding of this.

The physical body of a blood-changing warrior is comparable to a beast, far superior to that of ordinary people, but it can be shot down with a single shot. Even a three-blood warrior can't stop the gun.

Warriors are stronger.

But don't ignore guns.

In the face of powerful high explosives, there is also no possibility of surviving.

After Song Kewang's death, the Anxi army's guards have no leader, and the monsters are rampant in the city, so no one cares about them.

Just took the opportunity to leave.

"pity……"

Looking at the Fang Mansion where the flames were soaring into the sky, and letting the strong wind blow his long hair, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head gently:
"I left in too much haste, and I didn't bring out many good things. Things worth thousands of taels of silver... were completely gone."

"what?"

Turning around, he was surprised and bitter.

so unlucky?

"Get down!"

However, just as he was immersed in the power of the explosion, a group of Anxi Army soldiers who came from nowhere surrounded the Fangfu convoy, and one of them pointed at him with a gun:
"Come down!"

"Da da……"

Ming Qianhu rode his horse slowly and stopped in front of Kong Baihu and others, his eyes under the mask were cold:

"Where are you going?"

"..." Kong Baihu's face was pale, half of which was seriously injured, half of which was fear in his heart, and his knees softened and he fell to his knees.

"Sir, spare your life!"

?

The corner of Fangzheng's mouth twitched.

Don't be afraid of God-like opponents, but be afraid of pig-like teammates. If others don't ask you, you don't call yourself, and then you can only stretch your neck and wait for death.

"Forgive me?"

Ming Qianhu turned his head sideways, his eyes flickering:

"The place where General Song went seems to be the place where you and others came. Now that there is an abnormality there, could it be related to you?"

"No!"

Kong Baihu was not stupid after all, he was just flustered and aphasia for a while, then he came back to his senses and hurriedly said:
"It's because of my humble job to take care of Young Master Song, Fangfu was suddenly attacked by a demon. Although we fought hard, our strength was ineffective. Unfortunately, Young Master Song died at the hands of the demon."

"is it?"

Ming Qianhu was noncommittal, and glanced at several people in the field, all of them were covered with injuries, including women and babies, the coldness in their eyes faded slightly.

Song Shao had an accident, and General Song came here in a hurry, which makes sense.

but……

What happened to the strangeness just now?

Could it be that these people planned to escape because of weak guards, knowing that they would not escape punishment?

Turning his thoughts, he spoke slowly:
"Go back with me."

"This..." Kong Baihu raised his head, and immediately said:
"Yes."

"Fangzheng."

"exist."

Fangzheng clasped his hands together:

"I have seen Qianhu-sama."

"The place where the accident happened is your house, you..." Ming Qianhu was halfway through speaking, and his eyes suddenly became suspicious when he looked at Fangzheng.

As if thinking of something, he nodded slightly:
"Let's go back first."

"Yes."

Fangzheng should be, and at the same time, the lines on his wrist light up, and he has already planned to make a big change and escape back to the modern society if he detects something wrong.

…………

The turmoil in Fangfu was so violent that even half of Gu'an County trembled, and the shouts of earthquakes were heard endlessly for a while.

There are also several figures, darting towards the core of the explosion from all over to check the situation.

"what happened?"

Linghu An, the patriarch of the Linghu family who had been silent for a long time, also appeared near Fangfu, frowning and looking at Gong Xiong, the martial artist guard beside Master Yan:

"Is this igniting the explosives depot?"

"The explosive magazine..." Gong Xiong shook his head:
"It's not that powerful."

He knew very well that the explosive depot in Gu'an County had been emptied before Mr. Yan came, and any rats in it would be disliked.

and……

Although the court also has explosives, their power is not satisfactory, and explosives that can cover several acres of land have never appeared before.

unless……

Spell!

But no one has ever seen such a powerful spell.

Have,
It will only appear in the hands of legendary real people.

…………

"There is no mana fluctuation." Chen Jiuniang of Wanbao Pavilion appeared on the roof, the sword trembling behind her back, her beautiful eyes were solemn:
"Not a mage, a real person, how did you do it?"

These methods are extremely terrifying.

Simply incredible!
"Ok?"

The clever sword heart made her beautiful eyes flash, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in her heart.

Danger!

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"General!"

The commanding officer rushed to the ruins of the Fang Mansion first, and the scene in front of him changed the face of the leader of the guards, and he rushed forward with a roar.

"General!"

After the explosion, all the houses with cornices, green bricks and green tiles disappeared, and even the tall courtyard walls collapsed in all directions.

inside of,

Only a rubble remains.

Not to mention human figures, not even corpses.

"Crack..."

In the middle of the ruins, the soil trembled slightly, and the slight sound made the soldiers turn their heads, with surprise in their eyes:
"General?"

"Peng!"

The soil exploded, and a figure jumped out of it.

The figure landed heavily, his bloody body holding a sword and pestle with one hand, and the invisible bloody aura wrapped him tightly.

"General!"

The familiar figure made the leader of the soldiers ecstatic:
"You're fine..."

"puff!"

With a flash of sword light, a figure suddenly appeared behind the leader of the soldiers, the long sword in his hand pierced through the heart of the soldiers, and the blood-stained blade shone with a strange luster.

Xueying beheaded the leader of the soldiers with a sword, and slowly turned his head to look at the other soldiers in the field, with bloodthirsty madness in his scarlet eyes.

He was poured with fresh blood, and the aura on his body seemed to undergo a certain change.

"what happened?"

"General, it's us!"

"Not right!"

The eyes of a group of soldiers flickered, and they retreated subconsciously, while shouting in a low voice, trying to wake up Song Kewang who was a little abnormal in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The blood sword groaned softly, with a sharp killing intent.

Song Ke looked like he couldn't hear their shouts, so he rushed forward with his sword.

"not good!"

"Go back!"

"..."

The soldier's complexion changed drastically, and he retreated hastily.

However,

Although they were fast, they couldn't be as fast as the incoming blood shadow.

"Shh!"

"puff!"

The blood-colored long sword spanned the void, leaping over a distance of several feet. The sharp blade easily tore through the armor and cut the flesh.

A blood-changing warrior has no power to fight back in front of him.

In just a few breaths, a group of soldiers were almost killed by him.

"drive!"

At this moment, a healthy horse rushed forward, and the knight immediately held a giant sword, and the horse and man slammed into the blood shadow fiercely.

Extreme speed and terrifying power are all concentrated on the tip of the sword.

"Peng!"

Two swords clashed.

Xueying groaned and retreated a few feet, the blood sword in his hand screamed even more; while Ming Qianhu's phoenix blood horse also raised its front hooves and neighed.

"General Song?"

Ming Qianhu took the reins to stabilize the Phoenix-blooded horse, and the soundtrack looked surprised:

"What's wrong?"

Song Kewang?
Although bloody and bloody, it was indeed Song Kewang.

rear.

Fangzheng's eyebrows twitched wildly in the crowd, with a look of surprise on his face.

In the situation just now, at the core of the explosion, even hard rocks would gasify on the spot, Song Kewang didn't die?
But his current situation is not right.

…………

"Backlash!"

Looking at the figure below, Chen Jiuniang narrowed her eyes slightly:
"The Qianqiu Sword is indeed a demonic sword. Even if it wasn't before, after the blood sacrifice of the White Lotus Sect, it has become a bloodthirsty demonic sword."

"It should be that the explosion just now caused Song Kewang to be severely injured, and even lost consciousness, so his body was taken away by the Qianqiu Demon Sword."

"Well……"

"Song Kewang no longer exists!"

"Now, there is only one bloodthirsty monster and puppet controlled by the magic sword. It has no humanity and will not stop."

…………

"kill!"

"I want blood!"

"I want... blood!"

Song Kewang looked up, his eyes had no eyelids, and his scarlet eyes were only bloodthirsty, and he dodged towards Anxi's army.

Although he lost consciousness, his instinct drove him to avoid Ming Qianhu and rush towards the weaker opponent.

"careful!"

"General Song, what are you doing?"

"Get out of the way!"

A group of soldiers panicked, some retreated subconsciously, some wanted to wake up the opponent, and some were at a loss as to what to do.

a time.

There was chaos.

But Song Kewang, who was possessed by demons, would not hold back just like that, and disappeared into the crowd with blood on his body, and the blood sword in his hand was like a sickle harvesting lives.

"puff!"

"Puff puff!"

The stumped limbs and arms flew across the sky, and the blood flowed wildly, which also made Song Kewang's figure even more terrifying.

"spread!"

Ming Qianhu roared loudly, rode his horse and charged towards Song Kewang with a sword in his hand, and the huge sword was wrapped in a strong wind and slashed towards Song Kewang's back.

"when……"

The two swords collided again.

This time,
Song Kewang just took a few steps back, while the phoenix blood horse looked up to the sky and screamed, with blood spilling from the corner of its mouth, and the horse's body trembled slightly.

"Stop him!"

Two figures fell from a high place, Linghu An's face was gloomy, and his black sword energy went straight to Song Kewang.

"He has become a puppet of the weapon in his hand. He only knows how to kill. The more he kills, the stronger his strength will become, until no one can control him!"

"Then..."

"Gu'an County is also over!"

"Ding ding ding dong..."

The blades collided, and sword energy splashed everywhere.

Linghu An, who was in the Great Zhoutian Realm, was at a disadvantage when facing Song Kewang, who had only instincts left.

"Roar!"

Gong Xiong swung his knife and slashed fiercely.

Tiger Roaring Knife!

This sword is rumored to come from a certain martial arts master. When the sword is drawn, it is like a tiger, and the wind of the sword is like the roar of a tiger. It has the ability to shock the mind.

In the hands of Gong Xiong, Zhang Xu Kaiwai can kill people with the sword alone.

That's when the tiger roared and landed firmly on Song Kewang's back, cutting through the flesh and cutting into the bones, and the huge force exploded immediately.

"Peng!"

Song Kewang was sent flying several feet and fell heavily to the ground.

Gong Xiong's face turned pale, and there was more fear in his eyes than joy, and he said anxiously:

"Wu Leu's real body, he has a strong body protection, even if only instinct is left, it's not so easy to kill when stimulated!"

"It's not easy to kill, but I have to kill." Chen Jiuniang descended from the sky, and the sword energy enveloped him:
"It doesn't die, it's us who die!"

"drive!"

Ming Qianhu stabilized the phoenix blood horse under his crotch, and charged again with his sword.

Several people collided again, and the blood shadow suddenly froze.

"Peng!"

"boom……"

The energy was surging, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

The few people present are not only martial artists, but also the best among them.

Needless to say, Linghu An is the number one master in Gu'an County, Da Zhou Tianxiu is a martial artist, and his black water sword technique can be described as well-known.

Ming Qianhu was mediocre when he got off the horse, but his strength skyrocketed when he got on the horse, and his explosive power was even stronger than that of Linghu An.

Although Gong Xiong and Chen Jiuniang are young Zhoutian martial artists, they each have their own means of suppressing the bottom of the box, and they will go all out to deal with Song Kewang, who has only instincts left.

…………

"go!"

Fangzheng greeted everyone and retreated towards the rear.

Taking advantage of their fight and not having the energy to pay attention to them is a good opportunity to escape.

"Master Fang."

The familiar voice made Fangzheng stand still, and turned his head to look at the hurriedly approaching figure.

"Master Zhang!"

"It's me." Zhang Mingrui nodded hastily, with a dignified expression:

"Quick, protect me, we will join hands to get rid of that evil spirit!"

?

Fang Zheng was speechless:

"Daoist, it's not that I look down on you. Song Kewang seems to be a master of the third realm of martial arts without leaks. Are you going up just to die?"

"If you die...you have to go." Zhang Mingrui smiled wryly:

"He has become a demon, once he gets out of trouble, he will definitely cause endless murder. If he breaks through the martial arts and proves to be a master, I am afraid that Gu'an County will cease to exist!"

"Huh?" Fang Zheng expressed suspicion:
"So exaggerated?"

"That's it." Zhang Mingrui sighed:

"Otherwise, with Patriarch Linghu's character, why join forces with others? Others also know about this, so they will unanimously attack."

"This matter is related to everyone's life, escape..."

"There is no escape!"

Fangzheng turned his head, his eyes had already changed.

…………

"die!"

Gong Xiong's saber is fierce, and he pays attention to advancing and not retreating. Accompanied by a tiger's roar, lightning flashes out.

The other three made their own moves.

They are all martial arts masters, and their grasp of timing is even better. Although this is the first time they have joined forces, some of them have never seen each other before.

But within a few breaths, there was a tacit understanding.

The battle circle has been compressed and has already gained the upper hand.

"Ah……"

Seeing that the victory was within his grasp, Song Kewang, who was forced to a corner by several people and could not retreat, said softly, his voice was lonely and sad, which made people feel sad.

not good!

Ming Qianhu, who was most familiar with Song Kewang, was the first to notice something was wrong.

Nine Sorrows Sword Art!

Even though Song Kewang only had instinct left, this swordsmanship has been practiced to the bone by him, and even...become a part of instinct.

Now that he was in a desperate situation, he regained control over it.

Sword intent burst out.

Ming Qianhu did not retreat but advanced, shouting and urging his horse to move forward, and the unity of man and horse turned into a gust of wind and collided with the blood sword first.

at the same time.

Others reacted differently.

Gong Xiong's eyes showed fear, and he obviously wanted to retreat, but was forced by the indomitable intent of the Tiger Roaring Saber to roar and urge the saber to cut it down.

As for Chen Jiuniang and Linghu'an, they hesitated for a while, wanting to temporarily avoid the edge, but they realized that doing so would only put them in a desperate situation.

Only by joining forces can we suppress each other.

Then move again.

But it was such a slowdown.

It was enough for Song Kewang.

The encirclement of the four people has already shown a flaw.

"Zheng!"

The sword was like a blood lotus, blooming in the air, colliding with the four people crazily, bursting out countless sparks at extreme speed, and also made several people vomit blood and retreat violently.

Song Kewang also felt uncomfortable, and was sent flying out of the place.

"Peng!"

He knocked down a wall and struggled to get up. Seeing that the four people were slightly or seriously injured and unable to stop them in a short time, he couldn't help grinning wildly.

Immediately, he dodged and rushed towards the crowd.

Now he is seriously injured, and his strength is less than [-]%, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary soldiers, as long as he can kill and get blood.

Then his strength can recover quickly.

even,

Become stronger!

in the ruins.

Chen Jiuniang, who was the least injured, propped up her body. Seeing Song Kewang rushing towards the crowd, she couldn't help showing despair, and her heart twitched inward.

Finished!

at this time.

The Taoist voice sounded full of righteousness.

"Those who rebel against me will die, dare to take the lead! Put your sword into the underworld, and return my true yang!"

"Hurry up as a law!"

Holding the Magic Sword in his hand, Zhang Mingrui thrust the magic sword into the ground suddenly, and chanted the magic spell to activate a magic talisman, heading straight for Song Kewang.

"Shh!"

The magic talisman turned into light and hit Song Kewang's body, and the true yang energy burst out, and when it came into contact with the blood light on his body, they mutually restrained and melted rapidly.

"The sun rises in the east, and there is great light. Five soldiers guard the court, and fight for my King Kong!"

"True yang is the blade, and resentment and evil will recede."

"Hurry up as a law!"

The pure Yang sword energy burst out, slashing towards the opponent one after another, which also made Song Kewang scream in pain, and the momentum of the forward charge slowed down again and again.

"drink!"

Immediately all the soldiers also formed a battle formation, shouting in unison, the evil spirit was concentrated as one, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds came out, and the power was equally terrifying.

They don't seek to kill the enemy, and it is not a problem to form a formation to protect themselves.

"Peng!"

The ground trembled, and Song Kewang's blood turned back and rushed out. He had already abandoned the hard bones of the soldiers and swept towards the periphery.

direction.

It was the simple altar where Zhang Mingrui was.

As it rushed forward, it kept roaring, obviously angry at the person who ruined its good deeds.

People haven't come yet.

The bloody sword qi shot out first.

"Hehe Yangyang, the sun rises in the east. I wish a curse today to sweep away all ominous omens. Those who encounter the curse will perish. Those who encounter the curse will perish. The real celestial master will protect me, cut off evil and eliminate essence, and have spiritual light in my body."

"I'm in a hurry, like the decree!"

Celestial Master's protective spell!
After getting the body protection from the spell, Zhang Mingrui opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly, the magic sword in front of him trembled suddenly, and it bounced up by itself, facing the person who came.

Swordsmanship!
Such spells are powerful, but not for magicians without magic power.

Even with the help of altars and talismans, it may consume a lot of blood, and even... may damage the lifespan, so it can be driven one or two.

The Sword of Falling Magic flickered in the air and collided with the Blood Sword, and the true meaning of Chunyang cultivated by Chunyang Palace burst out, but it barely stopped the visitor.

at this time.

A wisp of black smoke sprang out from the downwind and hit Song Kewang lightly.

"Peng!"

Obviously not much strength.

Song Kewang seemed to have been severely injured, his eyes were wide open, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his whole body was smashed into the ruins by black smoke.

For a while, he couldn't move.

"it is good!"

Zhang Mingrui opened his eyes, applauded loudly, and at the same time drove the Magic Sword to stab out.

Yu Jianshu - Sanyang Kaitai!
The sword light flourished, like the scorching sun falling to the ground, it penetrated into Song Kewang's body fiercely.

Fang Zheng also dodged and approached.

Seeing that Song Kewang was about to struggle with the sword in his body, he suddenly urged the five ghosts, and the five resentful spirits screamed and grabbed its limbs and head tightly.

At the same time, he smashed down with a downcast pile in his hand.

With his cultivation base and level of refinement, it is really too difficult for the imperial emissary to deal with the enemy, but it is not as convenient as holding it in his hand.

"Peng!"

This blow landed on the body again, and the strange power contained in the desperate pile gushed out, making Song Kewang's body tremble and his mouth opened wide.

With a look in his eyes, Fangzheng suddenly took out the pistol from his waist, stuffed the barrel into the opponent's mouth, and pulled the trigger hard.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

All the remaining bullets were released.

Brains burst out.

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On the long street, pedestrians are sparse and lonely.

Huge Gu'an County.

After months of turmoil, it is now like a deserted city, where everything is dead and silent, only weeds are overgrown.

"Unexpectedly..."

Ming Qianhu rode on the horseback, shook his head and sighed softly:

"General Song died just like that."

"grown ups."

Founder said:
"What will happen next?"

"This matter is not urgent, we need to discuss it." Ming Qianhu looked back, glanced at the pile of despair, his eyes flickered under the mask, and asked:
"Where did you get that magic weapon in your hand?"

"Hmm..." Fangzheng rubbed his chin:

"I picked it up."

"Picked it up?" Ming Qianhu was thoughtful, and it took a long time before he smiled:
"Good picking, good picking."

"However, this magic weapon is also weird. If you refine it, you must be careful. You have seen the fate of General Song refining the Qianqiu Demon Sword."

"Yes."

Fangzheng nodded, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

He didn't realize until now how dangerous his act of refining the Luoluo pile was, but luckily he avoided disaster.

"General Song is not only the deputy commander of the Anxi Army, but also the mainstay of the Song family, so he cannot die by our hands."

Ming Qianhu looked up at the sky, and said in a leisurely voice:

"Even if he goes mad, it won't work."

"Besides, he is an official ordered by the imperial court, so he cannot bear the notoriety of murder. The Song family does not allow it, and the imperial court will not allow it either."

"General Song died for suppressing the rebellion!"

Fangzheng understood.

It seems that Song Kewang's background is very deep, making Ming Qianhu and others afraid of retaliation, so they decided to conceal the truth of the matter.

at least,

On the surface, it is also round.

"The White Lotus Sect colluded with the Ren family to cause disasters in Gu'an County. They even set a trap with Young Master Song. General Song was eager to love his son, but unfortunately fell into the trap and died."

"Fortunately!"

"In accordance with the arrangement in front of the general, we will wipe out the cult in Gu'an County and kill the rebels of Ren's family in one fell swoop, which can be considered as living up to the general's last wish."

"Cough cough..."

Ming Qianhu covered his chest and coughed lightly, his breath also weakened.

"grown ups."

Fangzheng looked up:

"How are you?"

"It's okay." Ming Qianhu propped up his body on the horse's back, shook his head lightly, and said as if pointing:

"I was besieged and killed by gangsters before, and I suffered a little injury. Now it's just a recurrence of the old injury. Fortunately, I had the help of a kind person at that time, and I escaped the catastrophe."

"yes."

The face color of the square does not change:

"An auspicious person has his own appearance."

"Heh..." Ming Qianhu retracted his gaze and said slowly:

"A good man should be rewarded with good rewards. Ming firmly believes so. Mr. Fang should be rewarded for helping to kill the demon this time."

"Don't dare." Fangzheng hurriedly said:
"Fang can live in peace and stability, and he is already satisfied."

"So..." Ming Qianhu lowered his head and asked:
"Ever thought about joining the army?"

Ok?
Fangzheng raised his head, met the other party's burning eyes, then shook his head slowly:

"Fang is used to the current life and has no plans to join the army."

"yes."

Ming Qianhu looked up, and the soundtrack sighed:

"That's a pity."

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After bidding farewell to Ming Qianhu, Fangzheng walked into the West Market. This time, Song Kewang was besieged and killed by everyone, and no one thought about Song Shao who was born stupid.

Fangzheng and the others escaped a catastrophe.

Wanbao Pavilion.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Jiuniang covered her mouth and coughed lightly, lying on a soft chair wrapped in a thick blanket, squinting at Fangzheng who was walking slowly, and nodded:

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang is also proficient in magic arts?"

"It can't be called." Fangzheng shook his head:
"Just know a thing or two."

"Mr. Fang is too modest." Chen Jiuniang chuckled:

"At such a young age, you are a warrior with three bloods and a high-ranking warlock. You are also an outstanding person in Zhaonan Mansion. You have been wronged by living in a county."

"Jiu Niang was joking."

"I'm not joking."

Chen Jiuniang covered her mouth and coughed lightly again, the pale color on her face changed, it was obvious that the injury was not serious, so she calmed down and said:
"Mr. Fang, would you like to go to Zhaonan Mansion?"

"Fangci's business Wanbao Pavilion can help one or two, and the Chen family is also willing to help. Speaking of which, I have a few younger sisters who are still waiting to be married..."

She voiced goodwill, trying to solicit.

"Jiniang's kindness, Fang appreciates it." Fangzheng cupped his hands:
"However, I have no intention of leaving Gu'an County for the time being. If I want to go to Zhaonan Mansion in the future, I will definitely go to Jiuniang Mansion to pay a visit."

"Well..." Chen Jiuniang pursed her lips and said:

"Alright."

"The Chen family is not at peace now. It may not be a good thing to rashly get Mr. Fang involved. Gu'an County will be in great order after the chaos, and it is safe to stay here."

"but……"

She condensed her voice and said:
"Mr. Fang's achievements in both law and martial arts show that he is very talented. If he can specialize in one area, he may have already been certified as a martial artist."

"Shuangxiu of law and martial arts is not the righteous law after all."

"You can do it part-time!"

"Yes." Fangzheng nodded:
"Fang is taught."

It is normal for warlocks to also practice martial arts, and for warriors to understand spells. For example, Zhang Mingrui is a warrior who has exchanged blood.

But they are all part-time.

Don't put your focus in two directions, which will distract your energy. In the short term, the two can complement each other, but over time it will become a drag.

"Clap!"

Chen Jiuniang tapped her palms lightly.

A person came over with a brocade box in his hand.

"clatter……"

The brocade box was opened, revealing a few things inside.

"I'm very happy to have met Mr. Fang. Being with you is like an old friend. It's a pity that I can't stay here for long."

"A small gift is not a tribute."

"Miss Chen is too polite." Fangzheng frowned, subconsciously wanting to refuse, but at the other party's insistence, he finally nodded and accepted.

Although Jiuniang is a woman, she is very proud.

There is a bottle of Peiyuan Zhuangti Pill in the brocade box. This pill has a certain effect on martial artists, and it is a great tonic for martial artists.

There are also two cheat books.

unfortunately,

There is no such method as the Five Thunder Hands.

This is also normal.

The Five Thunder Hands are a superior martial skill that can only be cultivated after one has attained true qi. It is useless to a three-blood martial artist, and Jiuniang may not be willing to give up such a precious skill.

At last.

is a token.

"Mr. Fang's family has a lot of money. Although Fang's mansion is no longer there, he will not be short of silver taels. There will be an auction in a while."

"I want to meet Fucheng, but I can't go there."

Chen Jiuniang said:
"If Mr. Fang is interested, you can go and have a look, just hold this token, but if you are not sure, remember not to act blindly."

"People's hearts are sinister, so we have to guard against them."

"Yes."

Founder should be.

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Anxi Firm.

Different from the past, the atmosphere in the firm has been a bit weird recently, perhaps because the death of General Song has affected the interior of the firm.

"Master Fang."

The shopkeeper was hospitable, with a smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to the alienation and indifference before.

"Sit, sit."

"See what you want?"

"The shopkeeper is polite." Fangzheng cupped his hands:
"I heard that the price of the Sun family's Fuguangjin formula has been reduced?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper smiled wryly:
"Business is hard to do, the market has changed, and we have to choose to reduce the price. Mr. Fang is now a great opportunity to buy the bottom."

Most of the commercial firms here are based on Song Kewang's path. Now that Song Kewang is dead, there will definitely be adjustments within the commercial firm, and many people will be driven out.

There will be other people coming in too.

No one knows if he is one of the people who drove away.

Misfortune is imminent.

Naturally, you can get as much as you can.

"correct."

The shopkeeper moved his eyes and said in a low voice:
"In addition to Fuguangjin, I also have a recipe for Liuyunsha, which is no less subtle than Sun's Fuguangjin, and it's also cheap to deal with."

"Oh!"

Fangzheng sits upright:

"Price……"

"Hmm..." The shopkeeper pursed his lips and said:
"Two things, only need to pay the original price of the same thing!"

Fang smiled and nodded slowly:
"make a deal!"

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"Captain Luo!"

"Officer Qi!"

"Treasurer Tian..."

In the backyard of the yamen, Fang Zheng clasped his hands in a long robe, and warmly greeted a group of people, and everyone returned their salutes one after another. The atmosphere was peaceful.

today.

The wealthy households in the city gathered together.

of course,

It is the rich who survived.

"Everyone."

Mr. Han from Hufang stepped onto the temporary high platform, raised his hands high, and pressed down gently:
"Please be quiet."

Everyone stopped talking and looked towards the stage.

"This year is a year of calamity, with severe drought, heavy snow, and riots against bandits and monsters." After the audience completely quieted down, Mr. Han said:
"Fortunately."

"Master Yan sits in the county government, the county is safe and the people are safe."

?

Fangzheng was speechless.

Everyone in the audience praised them again and again, saying that the county magistrate had great means and good governance, which allowed the people to survive this calamity year.

of course.

Believe it or not, only ghosts know.

"Everyone who came here today, it should be clear why." Mr. Han stroked his beard lightly, and said:

"The Ren family has colluded with the White Lotus Sect and has already been punished. All the land under his name has been taken back to the county government. There are also more than a dozen wealthy households who have also suffered misfortunes. Their land properties and houses are now under the name of the county government. My lord is thinking about how to deal with it, so It is going to be auctioned here."

He took a book, opened it overnight, and said:
"A total of more than [-] mu of fertile land, more than [-] houses, nearly [-] mu of mountainous land, forest land, and bad fields, and more than a thousand tenants and servants under their names..."

"Pearls, gems, calligraphy and paintings..."

"The highest bidder gets it!"

Everyone in the field was breathing heavily, and their eyes showed eagerness.

Mr. Han smiled with satisfaction and said:
"Come to Zhang's old house first."

"Mr. Fang." At this time, a person came to Fangzheng's side and whispered:
"Master Yan, please."

"Oh!"

Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly, and he followed the other party to the side room of the county government office.

There are several people here.

In addition to Lord Yan, the county magistrate, there is Linghu An, the Patriarch of the Linghu Family, a Taoist with a white beard, and Wang Xingtian, the Patriarch of the Wang Family.

"Master Fang."

Master Yan nodded and signaled:
"Please sit down."

"Thank you, sir." Fangzheng cupped his hands and was ushered into his seat.

"The current situation is difficult." Master Yan stroked his beard lightly, sighed first, and then said:

"Fortunately, it's over."

"The rest of the Ren family needs to be dealt with. If you are interested, you can give priority to it, whether it is a house or an acre."

"Price……"

"There are also discounts."

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

This is roll call to give special treatment.

It seems that the people who came today are among the top figures in Gu'an County, but... when will I be qualified to come here?

In fact.

Fang Zheng underestimated himself too much.

Previously, the Ren family and the Linghu family in Gu'an County stood side by side.

Now that the Ren family is ruined, Linghu Anzhi is in Zhaonan Mansion and not in Gu'an County, and there are only a handful of wealthy families who can be called famous.

Fangzheng has a mysterious background, powerful moves, and his own strength is not weak.

more importantly……

He has a good relationship with Luo Butou, Qi Dianli and others, and he also has connections within the county government, and he already belongs to the top wealthy households in the county.

It's just that he is low-key and there is only one person in the family, so he is often ignored.

Unexpected.

Before I knew it, I had reached this point!
Fangzheng sighed softly in his heart, and saw someone handing over a thick book, and when he opened it, there were a lot of properties in it.

Pick whatever you want, pick whatever you want, all are [-]% off.

No need to do anything else.

As long as there is enough rain next year, the profit can be doubled with one resale, which is much easier than those who work hard to make money.

for a long time.

Fangzheng walked out of the county office, stretched his muscles and got into the carriage.

Lift the curtains.

There are still refugees on the street, and there are more bones on both sides of the road.

A woman murmured in a daze while holding a skinny baby in her arms, and a man leaned against the wall, holding dirt with one hand and swallowing it into his mouth...

Someone's breath dimmed, his soul dispersed, and the people around him stared blankly at him. The death of relatives did not make him shed tears.

numbness!

despair!

Dead!

Months of turmoil have not improved their situation.

"refugee!"

Shaking his head, Fangzheng looked back.

These refugees thought that by attacking the rich households and wealthy merchants in the city, they could divide up the food and land and change their situation.

As everyone knows...

Without the Ren family, there is the Fang family.

There is always someone stepping on top of them.

When a wealthy household dies, another wealthy household will replace the original wealthy household, occupy the original property, and continue to dominate.

Want to carve up the wealth of the rich...

They are not qualified!
Poor, poor, poor and poor.

The rich keep coming out one after another, and the poor will never see their day.

Just when they were suffering from hunger, the county government was drinking and meat, extravagant and wasteful, and was dividing up the assets of the original rich households.

"Nothing will change."

Putting down the curtains, Fangzheng lowered his eyebrows:
"The way of the world is like this. I can't blame Fang."

*
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modern society.

Chamber.

Secretary-General Qian Ni handed the documents one by one to the hands of everyone, and at the same time turned on the projection screen, displaying forms one by one on the screen.

"Everyone."

Mr. Zhao raised his head, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said:
"Because of Fuhong's restructuring, thousands of corporate employees have no source of income, and each of them has a family behind them."

"Thousands of families are tens of thousands of people."

"They don't have a job, so they have no income, which is an unstable factor for the society. The Qu market has obviously been chaotic in the past few months, and you should be able to feel this."

"Yes."

One laughed and said:
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"Ha ha……"

"good."

"It's really much cheaper."

Everyone laughed.

"Boom!"

Mr. Zhao's complexion sank, and he tapped on the table:

"It's not funny at all!"

"Everyone." Qian Ni said at the right time:
"We are all local enterprises and locals in Qushi. Seeing that our fellow villagers are in a difficult situation, we should help. We really shouldn't laugh at them."

"All right."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said:
"There are still some assets under Fu Hong's name, and you have also benefited a lot from the restructuring process. I won't say anything about these..."

"But people, they must be resettled!"

"Mr. Zhao." One person straightened his back and said:
"It's not that we don't want to, there are tens of thousands of people, which one can feed so many people?"

"Yes!"

"My business, dozens of people are top-notch!"

"A person has at least [-] a month, plus other subsidies, taxes, insurance and other messy things, it can be four to five thousand, [-] a year, and dozens of people are more than a million. This is still visible. How can a small business support so many people?"

"Three thousand?"

"Three thousand can't recruit people at all!"

Everyone in the field whispered, although they didn't say it clearly, they all expressed their dissatisfaction.

The purpose of an entrepreneur's business is to make money, not to do charity. Once recruited, it will be difficult to dismiss them later.

As for companies that can accommodate tens of thousands of people...

How many houses are there in the entire Xia Kingdom?

In Qushi, only Fuhong Group could do it before.

"Boss He."

Mr. Zhao looked at the person beside him:
"Would you like to say a few words?"

"Hmm..." Boss He pursed his lips, thought for a while and said:

"My factory can accommodate 100 people, male workers and female workers are divided equally, skilled workers are the best, with a salary of [-] to [-]."

"That's right, over there in the factory area..."

"Don't worry." Mr. Zhao said:
"I'll go to the notification area and I won't trouble you."

"That's good." Boss He smiled:

"I'll send people to the market to recruit people later, and they will be fully recruited within three days."

"I can also have dozens of people there." Another person said:
"However, it takes two months for the water purification equipment to enter the site. During this period, the sewage discharge may be troublesome, and there is no way to start work."

"Start working first." Mr. Zhao said:
"The problem of pollution can be dealt with while operating. You can't make people hungry because of the environment. Don't worry about that."

"Yes."

"Mr. Zhao said yes."

"Boss Fang?"

Mr. Zhao looked at Fangzheng with hope in his eyes:

"Is Fang Ci still short of people?"

"There is no shortage of Fangci." Fangzheng shook his head:
"Mr. Zhao knows the situation on my side. Fangci mainly focuses on high-end products, which are expensive and fine. I'm already planning to lay off unqualified workers."

Mr. Zhao's face darkened.

However, unlike other people, he can use his means. Fangzheng is an outlier among businessmen, but his assets are getting bigger and bigger.

"I am very interested in this textile factory."

Fangzheng pointed to a directory on the file in his hand, and said:
"The land and machinery cost 600 million yuan, which is not expensive. If it can be as cheap as 1000 million yuan, I can accommodate [-] to [-] workers."

"1000 million?" Mr. Zhao opened the file:

"Lower."

"The rented place is due in seven years, and the mechanical equipment is old and needs to be replaced." Fangzheng said:
"Ten million is not low."

"Heh..." Mr. Zhao raised his head and said slowly:

"500 people!"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows:

"make a deal!"

Walking out of the building, he glanced back.

a whale falls,

Everything is born!
It's just a joke.

After Fu Hong's death, it was never the ordinary people who divided up the assets, but big businessmen like him, all of whom were full of food.

ordinary worker……

If you don't even want it, just throw it into the market and let it fend for itself.

The Ren family is like this.

The same is true for Fu Hong.

There is no fundamental difference between the two worlds. The bottom people are always the bottom people, and they are not qualified to carve up the dead whales.

"After all, it is better than another world."

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