. "Don't talk nonsense." Wukong continued with a smile, "If there were such a gangster like you, if there were such a private salt dealer, you would have rushed up to smash and robbed, and you could not survive by being squeezed?"

"We also want to go up and smash and loot!" The man in black answered depressedly, "But the problem is that those damn private salt dealers have a strong background! We just robbed their business on the road, but the Hangzhou Wuwei went out and directly copied the head of our Huai Yan Gang!"

"Catched the head of the Huai Yan Gang?" Wukong blinked and remembered something that happened two years ago. The specific time seemed to be shortly after the end of Xuanwu Gate. At that time, Brother Bai Wenli wrote to him, saying that there was a group of unsightly salt dealers who dared to touch their goods. Then he seemed to be almost telling Bai Wenli in his reply:

"Send people to clean up my girls, spit out my food after eating mine, take mine and return it back! Oh, by the way, remember to collect interest, nine out of nine and thirteen, donkey rolls around, the profit is rising!"

But now it seems that Brother Bai Wenli did not start collecting loans from these people, but directly searched the girls' houses. This behavior is really cruel. Is it standard to kill chickens and get eggs? If he had collected loans from these guys from these guys, maybe these guys from the Huai Yan Gang are still working for him to pay off his debts!

Brother Wenli is good at everything, but he has no business acumen. It’s a pity that he has no business acumen!

Thinking of this, Wukong looked at the man in black and couldn't help but show a hint of pity. It turned out that those salt dealers who were not open to the eyes were the Huai Salt Gang. Alas! Tell me about you guys who remember to eat and not beat me. When you have nothing to do, what can't you do with me? Look at how bad it is now!

Harmony. What the world needs most is harmony!

"Okay!" Wukong's tone calmed down, "Since you are so pitiful, then I will tolerate you for a while!"

"Thank you, thank you, my master!" The man in black was moved and burst into tears. "Don't worry, little master, after I go back, I will make up 600 volts for you even if I sell the pot and sell it!"

"What a joke!" Wukong answered without hesitation, "Six hundred guan, when did I say I allowed you to give 600 guan? Let me tell you, I am carrying a nine-ring tin staff. I have a normal heart..."

"Little Master..." The man in black looked up in shock, "Didn't you say you would be tolerant of us for the time being?"

"Yes, I promised to tolerate you!" Wukong rolled up his sleeves, "But he didn't promise you that you would only pay 600 guan. Do you know. You beat Xiaona's senior brother. You just looked down on me, you just looked down on me, you just looked down on me, you just looked down on our Lu family, you just look down on our aristocrats, you just look down on the nobles of our aristocrats, you just look down on the ministers of the court, you just look down on the ministers of the court, you just look down on Your Majesty..."

Speaking of this, Wukong paused. "I suddenly remembered that you seemed to be openly accusing Your Majesty of the present. This is no longer a matter of looking down on Your Majesty. You are an unforgivable crime of disrespect! Think about it yourself, you can only deal with such a big crime of three or five thousand guan. How cost-effective!"

"I didn't mean that," Hearing Goku's exaggeration, the man in black was almost frightened, "I just said..."

"It's a great crime of disrespect. If you are accused of it, it's going to be...crack!" Wukong reached out and gestured around his neck, "It's a loss of head. Think about it, isn't your head worth three or five thousand chunks?"

"My little master, but we really don't have that much money!" The man in black was almost completely collapsed by Wukong.

"That's simple..." Wukong showed a devil-like smile, "I can let you owe it first!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." Just as the man in black was in surprise and was trying to thank you desperately, he heard Wukong say the next sentence, "Well, even if I lend you my loan to you, three-point profit will be calculated every month!"

Crack! When the blue light came, the man in black suddenly became Sparta! Three or five thousand guan, three cents of profit, and the interest rate per month was more than one thousand guan. This is really a money they can't pay back if they sell it!

"My little master, we can't afford it!" The man in black replied with a tough bullet.

"It's okay, I'm not waiting to use the money!" Wukong smiled kindly, "If you can't afford to pay it back, you owe it first. After owing the first half of a year, don't even talk to me, you won't even care about this money yourself!"

That's right, after owing a year, the profits are getting better, and the man in black will have to pay tens of thousands of yuan. He really doesn't have to care about it, he will definitely not be able to pay it back.

"Huikong, bring me paper and pen!" Wukong turned his head and shouted into the cabin. Then he saw a young monk about the same age as Wukong, holding a plate with pen, ink, paper and inkstone from it, and another young monk walked out of the cabin with a small table.

Put down the table, pen, ink, paper and ink, Wukong sat cross-legged in front of the small table, waved his pen, brushed it, yes, a contract for selling his body... Well, no, a loan note was written!

"Come here, you can take a look at it yourself. If there is no problem, sign and seal it!" Wukong pointed to the small table in front of him at the big man in black and signaled him to come and see it.

After the man in black came over, he picked up the contract and began to look up and down, his eyes filled with tears, and he was speechless for a long time...

When the man in black started to look at the contract, Wukong put down the brush in his hand, then picked out a piece of charcoal strip from the plate, glanced at the man in black, and then began to apply the charcoal strip on another piece of paper in front of him.

"Why, are you not satisfied with my conditions?" After a minute or two, Wukong smeared the paper in front of him casually, while slowly saying, "If you don't want to sign, I will send you directly to the prison of the Yangzhou Governor's Office to have dinner. Then I will say to Governor Wu Da, and directly apply for a crime of colluding with a rebel, and kill you directly. Don't say that, if you really think about it, it seems that killing you directly is also very worry-free!"

"No dissatisfaction, no dissatisfaction!" The man in black quickly replied, "Actually, I just take a look, just take a look!"

After hearing the words of the man in black, Wukong raised his head and said to him, "Let's just take a look? Why are you talking? You still read it when you take the front and back down. Do you understand?"

"You can understand it, you can understand it..." The man in black quickly turned the contract back in a hurry.

"Now I'm really going to take it down!" Wukong put down the charcoal strip in his hand and smiled at the man in black, "I said you are illiterate and don't know how to read here. I once said that it's actually tantamount to spending other people's time for no reason, which is actually tantamount to killing money? Now you can draw a seal for me immediately and then press your handprint!"

Well. In ancient times, due to the literacy rate, the working people could not recognize words, so when they encountered such overlord contracts, they could not sign. In this case, they usually used brush strokes to make a cross or draw a circle on this contract. Or draw a cross instead of signing, which is to draw a mark!

The man in black picked up the brush with his trembling hands. Then he drew a cross on the place that Wukong had made on the contract, then stretched out his thumb and dipped it in a little cinnabar. He pressed a handprint on the contract!

OK! After the contract is signed and the contract is established, this guy will be sold to Xiaoniao!

"Little Master..." After signing the contract, the man in black looked at Wukong who was concentrating on drawing something on the paper in front of him and said, "Now we can leave!"

"Let's go!" Wukong waved his hand casually, "Remember to pay back the money owed to me early!"

"Yes, yes!" The man in black nodded and said in his heart, "If you want me to pay back the money, I will talk about it when you can catch me!"

"By the way, what kind of hall master is this?" Just as the man in black called the rest of the Huai Yan Gang who broke into the boat and was about to leave, he heard Wukong's voice, "Wait for a moment!"

"What's the matter, little master!" The man in black turned around and showed a humble smile at Wukong.

"What's your name?" Wukong didn't look up, and was still drawing something, and he seemed to ask inadvertently.

"The little one is called Lou Ah Mo!" The big man in black rolled his eyes and answered without hesitation.

That's right, Wukong still doesn't know the name of this guy. Even the IOU just now was signed in the name of Huaiyang Help Yangzhou Branch.

"Senior Brother HP!" Goku shouted lazily into the cabin, "Is this guy true?"

"Fake!" HP's voice came from the cabin, "This guy's name is Zhang Jun!"

"How is that possible!" The man in black looked panicked, "Little Master, the little one is really called..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Senior Brother HP walking out of the cabin with a dejected Huaiyan Gang and swaying the people in his hand towards him. "Master Zhang, I'm sorry!" The Huaiyan Gang member said to the man in black, "I've already told you all about you!"

After hearing this, the man in black collapsed and collapsed. "Okay, the youngest is Zhang Jun!"

"Zhang Jun, yes, a good name!" Wukong smiled and put down the charcoal strips in his hand, then picked up the brush, wrote a few lines of words in front of him, then put down the brush, blew it on the paper with his mouth, and then picked up the paper and showed it to the master Zhang Jun and Zhang Hall.

"Master Zhang, if you plan to default on the debt or have other ideas, you might as well look at the thing in my hand!"

After hearing Wukong's words, not only Zhang Jun, but also the members of the Huai Yan Gang turned their heads and looked over curiously. But when they saw it, they were all stunned!

On the piece of paper in Goku's hand, there was an extra portrait of a person. The painting was very large, almost as big as a normal person's head, and his eyebrows were clear and realistic. The people present recognized the protagonist in the portrait at a glance!

"Brother Zhang..."

"Lord Zhang..."

"This painting seems to be you!"

"Well, this is what I painted casually by Xiaozi!" Wukong shook the paper in his hand with a smile, "Lord Zhang, do you think Xiaozi painted it like me?" Zhang Jun was shocked to see that this little monk could draw such a vivid portrait in such a short time. "It looks very similar!"

"It's right!" Goku continued. "Then do you know it or not? What is the line of words under the portrait?"

"What is it?" Looking at Wukong's smile, Zhang Jun's heart was irritated and he couldn't help but swallow and spit.

"Well, I'll read it to you..." Wukong said with a smile, "The suspect. Zhang Jun, who did not repay the loan, escaped fearing the crime. If someone discovers the whereabouts of this person, he will be rewarded with a thousand guan. If someone captures and sends him back alive, he will be rewarded with a thousand guan!"

"What do you mean?" Although Master Zhang does not have much culture, he can still hear these words from Wukong clearly.

"Nothing interesting!" Wukong said with a smile, "If my man goes to ask for the account, Master Zhang, you intend to deny it. As a result, your man can't find you. Then the wanted order in my hand will be issued directly from the Ministry of Justice to all towns."

"Ah!" After hearing Wukong's words, Zhang Jun's face turned pale!

"Unless you hide overseas,..." Goku calmly put away the wanted order in his hand, "You should understand what the outcome will be!"

Looking at Zhang Jun who was already disgusted, Wukong slowly added. "By the way, even if you go overseas, I have more than 20 boats to go overseas, like the Three Buddhas of Goryeo and Japan. I can also post a wanted order. Of course, if you find an isolated island and be Robinson for the rest of your life, I will admit it!"

After hearing Wukong's last words, Zhang Jun's feet became soft and he almost fell into the river water beside the dock.

"What a pitiful person!" Zhixing was on the boat, looking at the arrogant and humble Huai Yan Gang gang members when they came back, "When I saw their appearance, I suddenly remembered Hong Lei Tan Yue!"

"Hong Lei?" Wukong looked at Zhixing strangely, "How could you think of him?"

"Hong Lei looked even worse than this guy in front of you, Junior Brother!" Zhixing learned from Wukong and touched his chin with his hand, "Junior Brother, do you think this is the one who is strong and strong, and bad guys will be beaten by bad guys!"

"Get out, you are the bad silver!" Wukong raised his head, "I am called compassionate to save the world and save all living beings!"

"Save all living beings?" Zhixing looked at Wukong in confusion, "How did you save others?"

"The so-called God will give great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his will..."

In fact, the guess of this guy Zhixing is somewhat reliable. Wukong did deliberately punish the Huaiyan Gang. Although Master Daoxin did not tell Wukong explicitly, just from the situation where the master of Qiling Temple in Yangzhou was so domineering, it is obvious that the task assigned by Master Daoxin to Wukong is still very difficult.

Moreover, the previous temple master, Monk Mingxin, was surrounded and beaten to death on the street, but when he arrived at Master Daoxin, he became a fight with someone who was raspy, so he was accidentally stabbed! Wukong didn't know whether there was a problem with the yamen in Yangzhou or the monk in Qiling Temple.

Or... there is actually something wrong with both sides!

Of course, according to the combat effectiveness of the three men, Wukong and HP Zhixing, unless the other party really dispatches thousands of troops, it is absolutely impossible for Wukong and others to escape! So in terms of force, Wukong is not worried at all, but the problem is that no matter how strong his force is, you must know where the enemy is, right?

HP and Zhixing are very strong, but they are only suitable for using fists, not brains. In other words, even if they are asked to go out to inquire about information, they can't find out anything.

In this case, the locals in Yangzhou will be needed!

The people from the Huai Yan Gang are very suitable. First of all, they are very poor now. From the words of the Lord Zhang Jun, we can know that they are so poor that they can't even get a small amount of money like fifty knots. Secondly, they are private salt vendors, which is exactly what Wukong himself has an advantage. Finally, and most importantly, the Huai Yan Gang has no strong backstage, and Brother Literature alone is enough to take them all down.

The time, place and people are all in the world. If Wukong didn’t know how to take this opportunity to take them down, then Wukong would be really stupid!

So, Wukong took this opportunity to hit them and asked them to write a loan note that they could not pay off. Then, while Wukong began to collect debts, he asked the brother Wenli to send someone to contact them, and used the supply of cheap sea salt to them as bait to let them work hard for themselves.

Humph! I don’t believe that these sticks can jump out of my Five Finger Mountain!

After the matter of the Huai Yan Gang was settled, Wukong then thought about what happened about Xiao Yueyue that he could hear from the mouth of this Zhang Jun and Lord Zhang.

According to Xiao Yueyue, she was scared and ran away from Yangzhou because she saw that the monk Mingxin was hacked to death. Then, according to what Wukong saw with his own eyes, an assassin assassinated Xiao Yueyue with a bow and arrow in front of him. Moreover, this guy was a dead soldier. As soon as he was caught, he immediately committed suicide.

Now, these people from the Huaiyan Gang said that Xiao Yueyue is the person the leader of the Baling Gang wants to find!

Qiling Temple, Mingxin, Assassin, Xiao Yueyue, Baling Gang, Huai Yan Gang... There are more and more clues, but they are becoming more and more messy, and they are becoming less and less clues!

Wukong grabbed his scalp with his hands. Master Daoxin really gave him a headache this time! To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.
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