Busy residence.

Dance pavilion singing stage.

The King of the Southern Heavenly King Chu Yunting looked in pain, his hands were wrapped in bandages and applied with high-quality medicinal herbs. But even so, there were still bursts of heart-wrenching pain, and his face turned pale.

He knew that this pair of Yinfeng claws that he had worked hard to train would be useless.

Don’t think about using martial arts with masters within half a year!

Thinking of this, a sudden burst of sadness and resentment arose.

They are all that damn captain!

It's him!

He crushed his hand bones, making him almost half-waste.

"Justice Jiu, this is the case. This captain must be an enemy of us, and the kung fu he used was an external skill, similar to the tiger gripper and the Vajra Claw."

Chu Yunting said in pain.

"External skills?"

A middle-aged man in a black robe next to him flashed his eyes and said lightly: "I didn't expect that the yamen really sent a decent master here this time, and even your Yinfeng claws were pinched like this?"

Another bald man sneered and said, "Since it's external skills, I want to give it a try to see if his skills are powerful, or my Vajra Palm!"

"Don't be careless!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from the front.

At the front, there is a large bed.

A huge mountain of meat was lying on the bed, with fat meat rolling, ugly appearance, ferocious face, at least five or six hundred pounds, eyes opened and closed, and a cold and cold light flashed. Four or five slim girls lay on him, pinching his shoulders and backs for him, and some people pinched grapes and fed them into his mouth.

‘Tieshanbei’ Wang Jiuye!

"Justice Jiu!"

Everyone looked at the Rou Mountain.

"If this captain is silent, he will destroy Yunting's Yinfeng Claws. His strength cannot be underestimated. You three will come together tonight. If he still toast and refuses to eat and punish him, then bring his head over."

Master Wang Jiu spoke.

"Yes, Master Jiu!"

The King of the East, King of the West, and King of the North handed over at the same time.

The three kings of heaven come out together, and even if this lineup is facing the bottom of the human list, it can still fight head-on.

"What's the news about Qingfeng Mountain? Have you found out these two days?"

Master Wang Jiu asked.

"Recently, a large number of tourists from the world have gathered here. Our people have had several conflicts with them, but they have not found the source of the strange fragrance yet. There are also experts who have already come here."

The King of Heaven said.

"who?"

"'Cold-faced Young Master Xiao Yunxi' is already in the city.'Crossing Cloud Hand' Zhao Longfei was seen yesterday when he was active outside Qingfeng Mountain, and Meng Sanqian, 'Southwest of Dao Town' appeared in the north of the city this afternoon."

The King of Dongtian clasped his fists and said, "Also, the Great Wilderness Sword Sect has sent experts to come. I am worried that they have secretly contacted the Kongtong Sect behind them."

Master Wang narrowed his eyes, deep and terrifying, and said lightly: "Okay, I understand, I will report to the Marquis."

The three of them retreated with their fists.

…

In the evening.

Zhang Jinmao and Li Erha rushed over with twenty sets of new constable costumes. In addition, there were twenty steel knives.

Since they are all done on site, the manual work is not sophisticated.

But Chen Xuan didn't force it, as long as he had to wear it, what was wrong with him?

"Erha, Golden Retriever, you have done a good job in this matter. This headmaster rewards you with twenty taels of silver."

Chen Xuan smiled and threw a silver ingot over.

"Thank you, sir."

The two of them quickly smiled flatteringly, took the silver ingot, and were overjoyed.

Chen Xuan turned his head and looked at the people who were still cleaning the yamen. After a whole day, the yamen was about 80% newer than before, and even the gate and plaque were replaced.

Overall, it's pretty good.

"Okay, stop, stop!"

Chen Xuan used his internal force and shouted.

The busy people stopped one after another and looked at Chen Xuan in confusion.

"Ge, you did a good job today. You bastards, this captain was going to cut you all, but now I give you a chance to reform. Now the yamen is short of personnel, and it is time to hire people. This captain is magnanimous and invites you to serve as a constable under this captain!"

Chen Xuan shouted.

Everyone looked at each other and soon showed panic.

Chen Xuan frowned and shouted, "Whoever wants to be a constable should stand forward!"

brush!

Everyone went backwards faster.

Quit five or six steps at once!

Mama!

Chen Xuan was furious, and with a casual palm, he slashed directly on the pillar beside him. The thick pillar was broken by him on the spot, and his tone became loud:

"Son of Turtle, since you are looking for death, this captain will destroy you all now. Then kill your whole family, implicate the nine clans, and keep the chickens and dogs!"

Everyone was shocked and they all knelt down and kowtowed.

"Give me your life, sir, let us go!"

"Please, let us go, we know we are wrong!"

"I really don't dare to be a constable..."

puff!

The knife fell with his hands, and blood splattered.

A man with the loudest voice was cut off his head on the spot, and his headless body fell to the ground, and he could not die again.

The others were even more frightened and covered in blood.

"Sir, I am a young man. I have been determined to be a constable since I was a child, serving the country and the people, and I would like to give you a chance!"

"No one should compete with me. Sir, I want to be a constable!"

"Damn it, don't squeeze me, I'm going to be the one, sir, you'll take me!"

They hurriedly shouted, fighting for fear.

Chen Xuan sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, if you don’t get a little ruthless, these people don’t know how to be afraid.

Anyway, there is no good bird in this group of people.

Kill a few and kill them, it's no big deal.

"Enough, shut up!"

Chen Xuan shouted again and said, "This captain only recruits eighteen people this time. It is not that easy to be a constable. First, compete for martial arts. Those with high martial arts are constables, and those with low martial arts are servants. Also, are there anyone who can speak and perform, and those who can speak and perform can also act as constables!"

Everyone looked at each other and was shocked.

If you lose the competition, you still have to stay as a servant?

Can a storyteller and performer be a constable?

This...what is the reason for this?

"Sir, I can tell a story!"

Suddenly someone screamed.

"I can sing opera!"

There was another shout.

Chen Xuan looked at the crowd, his eyes flashed, and said, "Come out for me!"

The two gangsters hurried over, smiling flatteringly and bowed repeatedly.

"Who can tell a story? Show a part!"
To be continued...