The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Chen Xuan cupped his hands and said, "My lord, don't worry, trust me, I will send it somewhere."

There are words on the envelope, why does it still appear?Did he escape from prison?

Many people's backs were cold, thinking that they were actually in the same boat with a black-listed powerhouse, and they suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

Chen Xuan searched around but only found 100 taels of silver bills, other than that, there was nothing else.This person seems to have come out in light clothes, not even a bottle of healing medicine.

Chen Xuan secretly regretted it, but when he thought of sending this corpse to the yamen, there would be a large bounty, he suddenly smiled, wondering how much money the six doors could distribute to him.

Speaking of which, last time in Qingfeng City, he shot and killed the four evil spirits of the Black Wind, and Six Doors owed him 18 taels of silver.

The three-headed jiao Ji Kai must cost at least one hundred thousand yuan, right?

"Chen Shaoxia, if there is nothing else, I will take my junior brother and the others back to heal."

Zhang Ziming arched his hands.

"Okay, Brother Zhao is easy."

Chen Xuan smiled back.

Zhang Ziming walked back to the room with the people around him.

After all, he didn't know the real details of Chen Xuan yet, so he didn't dare to make friends rashly. It was also possible that the gangster pretended to approach them intentionally, so he exchanged a few words and went back to the room.

However, Chen Xuan thought about what to do with the two corpses, finally thought about it, asked the boss for a room, and put the two corpses in it.

After finishing all this, he walked out again with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."

Wang Xiaohu and Zhao Xiaorui, young men with pale faces, walked over in horror, then knelt down and confessed their mistakes.

I was afraid that Chen Xuan would shoot them to death with a toothpick at night.

"Oh, what is this for? I can't stand this big gift, get up, get up."

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

The teenagers kowtowed vigorously a few times before they dared to get up. They were a little embarrassed, and it was not right to go, or not to go, and they didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Chen, you... are you really a master?"

Huang Xiaofeng stuttered and looked at Chen Xuan.

"You discovered all of this, smart."

Chen Xuan laughed.

Huang Xiaofeng's mind was in chaos, he stood there for a while, and then hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

It is said in the story that when you see an expert, you must kowtow first.

"Hey, why are you kneeling, get up quickly."

Chen Xuan stretched out his feather fan and gently lifted Huang Xiaofeng up.

The fluffy feather fan seemed invincible in his hands, supporting Huang Xiaofeng with ease.

Huang Xiaofeng was even more shocked.

Sure enough, a super master.

...

Two days later.

The big boat went down the river and arrived at Jiangcheng. The famous Lingxiao Sect was located fifty miles west of Jiangcheng. After Zhang Ziming and Chen Xuan exchanged a few words, they led their juniors and sisters to the sect.

Huang Xiaofeng and Wang Xiaohu were pulled over by Chen Xuan as free laborers.

The destination of these little guys is also Jiangcheng, and they want to take advantage of the last batch of recruits in winter to get admitted to the very famous Dajiang Martial Arts School in Jiangcheng, so as to stand out.

In the past two days, Chen Xuan taught them a few tricks on the boat. In return, they would help Chen Xuan send the two corpses to the Yamen.

As soon as he got off the boat, Chen Xuan bought a trailer, put the two corpses on it, and several teenagers were sweating profusely and pulled it towards the city.

The style of Jiangcheng is far from comparable to that of Pingcheng. Whether it is the dock or the city, people come and go, and it is extremely lively. The level of prosperity is at least several times higher than that of Pingcheng. Rich young men in jade robes, as well as all kinds of laborers in bunts, were full of voices, and the noise was abnormal.

"It's so lively."

Huang Xiaofeng pulled the cart, looking at everything in the city in shock.

This is the second time he has entered the city as a grown-up. The previous time was three years ago when his father brought him to the city to find a doctor for treatment, but the shock that time was far less intense than this time.

"The Dajiang martial arts school is in that area. Three streets away is the well-known Jinxiu Tower, where heroes from all walks of life compete every day."

Zhao Xiaorui pointed to a wide street.

He comes from a wealthy family, and he has accompanied his father and the village master several times before, so he has a particularly good memory.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but look.

Jinxiu Building…

"Wow, it's so fragrant, the smell of stinky tofu!"

Wang Xiaohu suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, he looked to one side, and swallowed his saliva.

"What? Want to eat?"

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Several people smiled awkwardly, not daring to answer.

Along the way, Mr. Chen was able to give them advice, which is considered a great kindness. They should do something, so how can Mr. Chen invite them to eat stinky tofu again.

Chen Xuan chuckled, took out ten taels of silver from his pocket, threw it to Wang Xiaohu, and said with a smile, "Go, buy more."

Chapter 1 Convincing people with strength?

After passing through the streets, several teenagers finally managed to pull the trailer to the front of the government office, and everyone was sweating.

Chen Xuan threw a few taels of silver to them and sent them away.

"Mr. Chen, are you still in the city?"

Several teenagers won the money but were unwilling to leave, and looked at Chen Xuan eagerly.