There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

County government.

backyard.

Gu Baiyun stood in front of the county magistrate Guo Yutang, trembling with fear and worry.

"So, the Twelve-Layer Token was taken away by the guy who claimed to be a member of the Demon Suppression Division?"

Guo Yutang stroked his beard with a calm expression.

However, this seemingly friendly attitude made Gu Baiyun feel intimidating without anger.

He nodded hastily.

"If I had known that the Lord would need this Twelve-layered Tower Order, the common people..."

Guo Yutang raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Are you sure he is from the Demon Suppression Department? Have you checked his talisman?"

Gu Baiyun hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"You did not go to the Demon Suppressing Division in person, but entrusted an intermediary. This intermediary is an apprentice in your martial arts school. He was the only one to survive the strange incident in the mountain villa outside the city. He has a relationship with Zhong Baihu of the Demon Suppressing Division. relation?"

Guo Yutang asked in one breath.

Gu Baiyun could only nod.

"What state is that guy in?"

Guo Yutang changed the subject.

realm?

Gu Baiyun's expression was blank, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Within a dozen breaths, the three inner strength martial artists were defeated. Although they were defeated individually, it was not something that ordinary people could do to prevent the three of them from having time to encircle them.

An internal martial artist who practices punching power?

No!

Even Gu Taichong in its heyday couldn't reach this level with one against three. It was a great confrontation, and no one could do anything to the other.

Divine martial artist?

Gu Baiyun saw a divine martial artist take action once.

Not this style!

"I don't know what state he is in. I only know that his fists are very heavy and extremely powerful. In a dozen breaths, three inner strength warriors died under his hands. As for the other warriors, they are basically the same. One punch..."

Gu Baiyun said.

Guo Yutang took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He reviewed the situation in his mind and wondered if it would be possible for him to kill three Neijing martial artists in a dozen breaths.

No!

He can't do it!

Unable to help clenching his fists, Guo Yutang opened his eyes.

This twelve-layered tower order may no longer be in his plan.

If you want to send your second child to Shangjinghua Mansion, you have to find another way, right?

Looking at the nervous Gu Baiyun in front of him, Guo Yutang felt disgusted. It was this guy who caused some troubles and frustrated his plans.

Yes, it's all his fault!

At this time, he didn't blame himself for being too greedy.

If he hadn't wanted to kill two birds with one stone, how could an accident have happened?

People!

It's all like this. Being scratched by a branch is more serious than being stabbed by someone else. Especially for big shots who are used to being aloof, the fault is always someone else's.

"Master Gu, I heard that your martial arts school recruited a lot of homeless children some time ago?"

"Almost all the homeless kids on the street have been recruited into the martial arts gym by you. Speaking of which, this is also a great charity!"

What's the meaning?

Gu Baiyun rubbed his hands and smiled cautiously.

"This is nothing..."

Guo Yutang didn't want to talk in circles with him, so he interrupted Gu Baiyun.

He said seriously.

"I need the files on these street children. In a moment, Master Zhang and Guo Yidao will go to Shangyang Martial Arts Hall with you to look through the files and do some small checks. I hope you can cooperate with them to do this!"

"Well done, the past is wiped out!"

"If you don't do it well, there will be no need for your Shangyang Martial Arts School to exist!"

what's the situation?

Which of those street kids made the biggest mistake?

Gu Baiyun was about to speak when Guo Yutang interrupted him.

"Master Gu, please go out and wait. I have something to explain to Guo Yidao and Master Zhang..."

What else can be said?

Gu Baiyun could only walk out dejectedly and wait in the yard.

"Seven moles?"

Guo Yidao and Master Zhang looked at each other with confusion.

"Well, please be careful. Apprentices who are born as street children in the martial arts school, no! All apprentices between the ages of fourteen and eighteen must check the soles of their feet. If seven moles are found, no matter what No matter what shape they are, anyone with seven moles on their soles will be caught and taken back to the county government..."

Guo Yutang's expression changed and he became awe-inspiring.

"have you understood?"

"clear!"

Guo Yidao and Master Zhang nodded hurriedly.

"Master Zhang, what if you make another mistake this time?"

"Don't worry, sir, I definitely won't!"

"Well, then I'll be waiting for your good news..."

Guo Yutang waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to go out.

After the two left, he let out a long sigh.

He knows where his roots are.

Regardless of his family's help or his own strength, the foundation for becoming a seventh-grade county magistrate lies in the hands of that noble man.

However, the noble man's preference is like the weather in June.

If he feels that you are not doing things well or not serving him wholeheartedly, then the original bright sunshine will suddenly turn into a thunderstorm.

The second child thing can be put aside for the time being.

The nobles’ matters must come first.

…

Nie Wushuang walked out of the gate of Sihai Piaoxiang Pavilion carrying the packed food box.

I said I would deliver takeout to Wei Xiaoxian and those guys, and I kept my word. It was just asking the cheap chef to spend a little more money.

He agreed to go to Beijing and lurk in Washington.

Is it possible that this favor is not worth a meal?

In the end, Nie Wushuang decided to become a Wujiedao. It was not forced by him, but his own initiative.

Just like when he entered Shangyang Martial Arts School to practice.

The Demon Suppression Division!

Shangjing Huafu!

These are two huge monsters.

Being caught in the middle seems like a rat in a bellows, being bullied by both sides.

But, to be honest, if you do well, you can take advantage of both sides. You will become stronger and indispensable, and both sides will try to win you over. Then being an undercover agent will no longer be a black material, but even a good story.

Is it a black material?

Or a good story?

The key is to see your strength.

If you practice to become a Dharma Real Lord, I don’t know how many people will lick your boots.

If you are a lifelong internal force martial artist, an entry-level martial artist will be like dust on the ground, and can only be trampled on by others.

Although the inheritance of the Great Sun Jinwu Sect is in the sea of ​​consciousness, I don’t know if it lacks an opportunity and cannot be opened for the time being.

In this case, being able to enter Shangjing Huafu is also the best choice.

Seize the opportunity and climb up!

As for danger?

You will choke when drinking water and choke when eating.

No matter what you do, there are dangers.

Leaving the street and turning into an alley, this is a shortcut, which saves a little time to return to the martial arts hall than taking the main street.

However, this is not the reason for choosing this deserted alley.

Walking to the middle of the alley, Nie Wushuang stood still, put the food box in the corner, turned around, looked at the empty alley, and said softly.

"Sir, come out..."

"You have been walking with me for so long, what do you want to do?"

A chuckle came from the courtyard wall.

A figure jumped down and stood in front of Nie Wushuang.

They were two or three feet apart.

"Your eyes are really powerful..."

"What a pity, so annoying!"

The middle-aged man in gray with an ordinary face said with a smile.

"My master doesn't want it to see the sun tomorrow. I will dig out these eyes soon. Young man, don't resist. I will do it gently so that you don't suffer. If you resist, you will lose your life..."