Chapter 1 Robbery
"Tsk tsk! It's really prosperous!"; you're not mistaken with a bamboo stick in your hand, this is our Korean tube. Because of someone's stinginess, he still adheres to the law of coming naked and walking naked;
However, this time, he was very distressed because of his temporary impatience. He chose to receive an advanced task - "Heroes have no tears!", and paid 500,000 yuan. Relatively speaking, this was a very good huge sum of money. Well, so he came to the world of the Tianlong Ba tribe;
This is a martial arts drama in Zero 3. Starring Brother Jun, he made up for a lot of information, and then rolled in a round way. After being born, he soon robbed a beggar brother, and his clothes were stolen from someone else's hands;
"Gurgle!" The sound in his stomach reminded him that he was going to eat, but he was so poor that he didn't have a penny, so he ate a yarn! After thinking about it, Han Wen gave up the idea of robbing in the street. Of course, with his personality, he would not do anything like begging and begging;
Mr. Han, who was sitting on a step thinking hard, held his cheek and frowned. With a slight sound, someone actually threw three cents in front of him! Han Wen looked up slightly, but saw a wealthy middle-aged man hugging a beautiful woman, looking at him with his nostrils facing the sky;
Seeing the disgust in Han Wen's expression, the rich middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said sharply: "Hmph! What are you looking at? Be careful to dig out your eyes! Master is happy today, I will give you two buns money, why don't you come and thank you quickly?"
"Thank you, mother!" Han Wen picked up the bamboo battle in his hand, and three copper coins flew over, hitting the rich middle-aged man's face with a loud bang, making his fat face visible to the naked eye;
"Ah——!", the beautiful woman screamed: "I've killed someone! I've killed someone! This heartless person! I've kindly given you, you've actually done this, report to the official! Report to the official!"
The more people around him gathered, pointing and saying strange words. Han Wen looked cold and leaned against the pillar behind him without saying a word. As the saying goes, he is very skilled and brave, and he has something to rely on, so he is naturally not afraid of such things;
As a result, not long after, a group of beggars came, which seemed to be local beggars. A young beggar with two cloth bags sewn on his clothes came forward and asked, "Do you dare to ask this brother, which pier is he worshiping? Wenxing or martial arts?"
This sentence is very knowledgeable. It is a test of whether Han Wen is a disciple of the Beggars' Sect. If so, who is under his command? If it is a beggar from Wenxing, he will definitely not be able to do such a thing. You must know that Wenxing's beggars, sound beggars, music beggars, and poetry beggars are all powerless, and they are alone and will never offend others rashly;
But the beggars in the martial arts world are different. The beggars in the martial arts world include street beggars, nail-head beggars, stigma beggars, snake beggars, etc., and even forced to seek evil. Even if the disciples of the Beggar Gang are known as 100,000 gangs in the prosperous dynasty, it is even more amazing in the troubled times. It can be seen that the number one gang in the world is indeed not bragging about;
Han Wen looked at them lazily and bowed: "Brothers are in a down-and-out world, but they are not yet able to fall into the stage of begging, and they don't mean to look down on the Beggars' Sect. They just used to be a scholarly family, and they dare not forget their tutors. This person insults me and teaches me a little lesson! There is no intention to corrupt the name of the Beggars' Sect, brothers understand it!"
Hearing Han Wen's words, he realized that Han Wen's answer was neither humble nor arrogant and powerful, and the young beggar could not grasp it. He could only say: "Since it is not a brother in the gang, this matter has nothing to do with us, and we will definitely not make any evil with others. I would like to remind you. This is Kim Chung-woo, and he is also a wealthy businessman. Be careful to suffer losses!"
When walking in the world, it is about morality and etiquette. However, this young beggar was deeply attracted by three of them. He neither helped or cared about this matter, but he still reminded him, which was considered a good relationship;
Han Wen stood up with a smile, nodded, looked at his smelly clothes again, and said, "Thank you, brother! Haha! People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, this is not a false statement! It seems that we have to find something to do!"
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Han Wen condensed his energy and exerted his strength. The huge internal force of "Sitting Forget the Heart Sutra" instilled his legs. He bounced up and jumped onto the houses on both sides of the street before the government yamen runners rushed here, and disappeared in a few moments;
If Korean swordsmanship is still a good place to be able to show off his skills and his internal strength can be considered to be a deep foundation, then his light skills can only be said to be - lame! So he is very bad at wandering and not good at avoiding hidden weapons;
More than anyone else thought Han Wen had left and disappeared. In fact, Han Wen just lay on the roofs on both sides of the road and looked at the wealthy businessman Kim Chung-wook coldly, worried that there was no money to come to him! You know, Han Wen is now very familiar with him. Every time he goes to a world, the first thing he considers is decent clothes, silver and a good weapon!
Needless to say, weapons are used for self-defense. As for money, walking around the world, money is definitely not omnipotent, but without money, it is absolutely impossible. As for clothes, it is a manifestation of identity. Just like now, if he sits on the steps in brocade clothes and jade satin, who dares to regard him as a beggar?
His face was swollen like a pig's head, and Jin Zhongwu was still shouting, but he didn't know that his pair of poisonous snake-like eyes had already stared at him. He smiled coldly and licked the corner of his mouth, showing a cold feeling! This is the world, when he draws his sword with anger, blood splatters five steps!
Although he was unintentional, he scolded Han Wen, which made Han very unhappy. He was always surrounded by a depressed aura that could not be relieved for a long time. He wanted to vent his anger and then quickly. He only took into account the prosperity of Luoyang City's streets and met some knights, or claimed to be the right people to stand up for the wrongdoing;
He carefully followed Jin Zhongwu to his house. This wealthy businessman was really rich enough. There was a large mansion covering an area of nearly one acre in this Luoyang City, where every inch of land was valuable. Han Wen sighed, but hesitated in his heart.
Why? Seeing Kim Chung-wook so rich, how could he not have one or two masters to protect him? He might have to leave here after running in recklessly. But then he thought about it, he met Kim Chung-wook on the street just now. This, except for the woman around him, had never even brought a servant. Some people thought about it!
"You can't be suffocated to death by peeing, right? You can't rob it, you can steal it, right? Wait first, and then talk!" After looking at the sky, Han climbed over the wall of the Jin Mansion and sneaked in. He resisted his hunger and found a corner that was not noticed and took a nap;
It was not until it was dark that Han Wen ran to the kitchen of Jin Mansion. He stole a good roast chicken, jumped on the beam and started eating it beautifully. After only two bites, Han Wen felt boring, with meat but no wine, and the beauty was not enough!
There were footsteps outside the door. And there were a lot of people. Han Wen frowned and secretly became alert. He thought he had been discovered. When he heard an old voice outside the door, he relaxed and continued to feast on his feast;
"Everything is quicker! The master has returned from the capital. He has done a big business and is in full swing. Don't annoy him. If he does it well, he will naturally have no less rewards! Be quicker! In the kitchen, hurry up and cook!"
With the messy footsteps, several chefs walked in and were busy. A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek looked at everyone outside and whispered: "I heard that the master has discovered because he fell in love with the master's concubine and wants to be strong! His life has been very tight recently and his food and salary have been cut off. I think this matter is probably true!"
"Talk too much! Don't die! Master has people on the official side!" Another leader scolded him in a pretentious manner, and then said mysteriously: "Look, things are not what you think! The eldest son has no ability and is too scattered. And there is more than one son!"
"Is it possible that someone deliberately framed the eldest son? Oh! Lao Zhang! Or are you knowledgeable! You can figure out such things? Admiration! Admiration! However, the young master seems to have caused trouble again today, and the master is afraid he won't be happy!";
Old Zhang raised his head proudly and said, "That's right! Don't look at who I am! Okay! Just hurry up and work! The master's car will come back soon. The master has a bad temper. If he really angers, the lives of us will be lost!"
Han Wen tilted his head on the beam of the house and said to himself: So that's it. I said that this is the case. The young master of Kim Jong-woo is so miserable, and he doesn't even have a guard. He is also a bloody family heir to fight for the battle. Just watch silently for that damn fat man!
The kitchen soon emits an attractive fragrance, with various stir-frying and eating noodles! What are the eight treasures of goose, milk-cooked sheep squid, sheep squid, roasted waist, goose duck, spin-cut lettuce, Xijing bamboo shoots, dozens of dishes of vegetables of all sizes, which are so luxurious!
Han Wen was shocked while sitting on the beam of the room. After thinking about it, he reached into his waist and took out a yellow paper bag, and smiled gloomyly. This was the sweat medicine he brought with him. It was simply a must-have for killing and robbing goods! It was so easy to use!
The maid came in and took away the fried food one by one, leaving only a large bowl of Baihuitang without taking it away. Han Wen walked over from the other side of the beam like a ghost, broke off a small piece of wood from her hand and threw it at the door;
The chefs were all attracted by their eyes. They didn't expect that someone on the roof poured white powder into the soup bowl. As the little maid took the soup bowl away, Han's smile became even better, and the pride of success in the conspiracy was undoubtedly revealed;
In the main hall of Jinfu, an old man in his sixties, who was about sixty years old, sat in the main seat, looked at his red and swollen face, and could still see the eldest son whose copper coins were marked. He was so angry that he couldn't eat such a luxurious meal;
"Look at how you look! What's wrong with you today? Can't you learn from your brother? Ah! I'm so angry! I can't do anything without any reason! I know how to play! Play! Play! I've been idle all day long and brought the fair women from brothels home! When will you grow up? You're almost forty years old! Have you lived to a dog at all ages?"
Kim Zhongwu was so scared that he shrank his neck and said loudly: "The child didn't cause anything. He wanted to accumulate good deeds and do good deeds and rewarded a beggar with a few cents. Who would have thought that the man was not only unhappy, but also repaying his kindness with grudges and hitting the child."
"You dare to lie!" The old man obviously disbelief and slapped the table angrily. The wine in the wine glass spilled a lot. The old woman next to him sighed and looked at the young man wandering around the sky, thinking to himself, his son is not good! Looking at the other person's baby, he is really a sin!
"Master! Madam! The last vegetarian soup has come!" The maid carefully held the tray and gently placed a large bowl of soup on the table. She didn't even dare to give it up, obviously she was very afraid of this scene;
The old woman reached out and put some soup in a small bowl and said, "Don't calm down! You're so old, Wu'er, Bin'er! Try them all. This is the soup your father loves to drink the most, and it is also the best thing for our chef! I miss it back then."
The old woman was chattering as if she was talking to herself. In fact, the old woman was quite wise. Soon, the old man calmed down. He picked up the bowl of soup and drank a few sips with a spoon, smacked his lips, and frowned slightly: "Madam, this smell - it seems a bit different!"
"Is there any?" The old woman also took a few sips, tasted it carefully, and said, "Wu'er, Bin'er, you can try it too, I don't feel that it's different from usual! What's wrong? Master, isn't this soup just this kind of grace? Why are you dizzy?"
Seeing the four highest-ranking people in the Jin Mansion fall down like this, the concubines who were not qualified to be on the same table and many maids were all panicked. At this time, the only middle-aged man in black was not panicked. He stretched out his finger and drank a little in the soup, licked it slightly, and said, "Sweat medicine!"
"That's right!" A smile came from outside the door. A man with a disheveled head leaned against the door frame, gnawing on the chicken legs in his mouth, and a bamboo pole behind him. It seemed that the person who came was not good:
"It seems that this person from the Jin Mansion is also a stingy person! Even a person with high martial arts skills is reluctant to invite him! I was thinking that if there were too many people or if there were masters shocks, I would definitely not come out. It's a pity that only a little shrimp like you are here!"
The middle-aged man in black slowly pulled out his waist knife: "At the Zhenyuan Escort Agency in Xia Luoyang, Xiahou Jin's fourth disciple of the Divine Fist! How dare you ask which path you are from? But the Beggars' Sect? Zhenyuan Escort Agency asked itself that he had never offended the Beggars' Sect, and the Jin Mansion has never owed the Beggars' Sect every year. Why do you suffer the bad guys and use such despicable means?"
Not to mention this kind of merchant family, even some high-ranking officials will have some martial arts forces around them. That is, the so-called "affiliation", the affiliation of the Jin Mansion is the Beggars' Sect and the Zhenyuan Escort Agency, and they are also well-known forces;
Han Wen sneered: "I am not a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, don't throw sewage on the Beggars' Sect. I only seek wealth and don't harm my life! I lack money, so I came to the Jin Mansion to ask for something. As for this method, it's just a personal preference!"
The middle-aged man in black was speechless and said for a while: "I'd better advise you to leave quickly! Don't cause trouble anymore. Today, it was because the escort agency had something to do. There were not many people guarding Mr. Jin, and the servants tried the drugs and could not identify the sweating drugs. You could take advantage of the loopholes. I'm afraid that the people in the escort agency have arrived here now!"
"Puff!" A chicken leg bone suddenly flew towards him. The middle-aged man in black quickly used it to resist. Unexpectedly, when he just hit the chicken leg bone, he felt a stinging pain under his ribs. He fell to the ground and felt something squeezing his ear. Before he lost consciousness, he saw clearly that it was a bamboo pole that the other party was blocked behind him;
"You dare to threaten me any thing!" Han Wen spitted disdainfully, looked at the trembling women in the room, and said with a smile: "You guys help me search their bodies, only seeking money, not killing your life! Hurry up! Otherwise, I have such a bad temper, haha!"
It was now, and who dared to disobey the Korean meaning? He came tremblingly to search for the people who were knocked down by the drug. One of them screamed and wanted to run out. A bamboo fight was accurately pierced under her feet, trembling;
The big thorn sat in the seat, his Korean index finger moved and ate the food voraciously, as if he hadn't eaten anything in his lifetime. Not long after, someone carefully sent the goods over, a few ingots of silver and a lot of silver notes;
Han Wen glanced at it and said, "Why are there so few? Only a few hundred vehicles! What's the good thing to do? Money! Where is there? Otherwise, everyone will die. Although I don't like killing people, I don't know how to kill people. You have to understand!"
"Master, the master just started a big business in the capital and has not yet obtained the money. Can this hero be proud of his own?" said a woman with a beautiful face tremblingly. Although she was afraid, she still said;
Han Wen pursed his lips and said, "Where are you cheating? The cunning rabbit has three holes! The merchant family is best at hoarding gold and silver. Maybe there is a lot of gold and jewelry buried in the yard. Don't talk nonsense to me. If you can't get 100,000 taels of silver today, not only you, but all four will die! Since you refuse to say it, you are afraid of being troubled later! It shows that you understand! It seems that I have to ask the owner of this house in person!"
After saying that, Han Wen picked up the basin of the water used to wash his hands before meals, and poured his head on Mr. Jin. Under the stimulation of cold water, even in Xiatian, Mr. Jin felt a biting cold and opened his eyes;
"You"; "Bang!", a big shave interrupted the nonsense. Han Wen said coldly: "Just seek wealth, not life! I don't expect that your Jin Mansion will be destroyed, and you can't even leave some bones and blood. Then give me 100,000 taels of silver, otherwise you will be nice!"
Mr. Jin has never suffered such insults? He pointed at Han Wen, his chest and abdomen fluttered, and his face turned red, but he could see that Han's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he was afraid that if he couldn't pay the 100,000 taels of silver, he would die. The hero would not suffer the loss in front of him and endure it!
"Okay! I have money! I'm afraid you won't take it away!" Mr. Jin stood up and walked towards the back hall tremblingly: "There are gold, silver and jewelry in the back room, you can take it away at will! Let's go! I want to see how much you can take away!"
Han Wen sneered, but when he and Mr. Jin entered the treasure loft, he was really stunned. The boxes of gold, silver and jewelry were dazzling, but he really couldn't take it away! It was too heavy! He only had one person!
Sighing, Han Wen smiled and said, "You are cruel! Damn it, you are a stingy person who saves money on the Leba fan! Forget it! Merchants and families like real money, but I'm afraid that the silver notes on you, that is, the eight or nine hundred taels in my hand, I'm holding a few hundred taels of gold. Well, this sword is good, it's quite cool!"
"Since you dare to come, can you leave your name? In the future, Jin Cunshan will definitely visit you!" Mr. Jin looked at Han Wen's back and said loudly, with a deep anger hidden in his voice;
Han Wen turned around and smiled, glanced at him, and made a face. Maybe Mr. Jin didn't understand what this meant, but Han Wen just knew it. The meaning of this action was - stupid b!
I am really stupid! Leave my name and wait for someone to chase after me? After shaking my head, Han Wen, dressed in a sharp-eyed manner, bounced a few times, crossed the wall of the Jin Mansion and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the Jin Mansion in chaos;
He was so smart all his life, but he was ruined by Xiao Xiao’s hands! Mr. Jin covered his chest and leaned against the pillar. He was not a stingy person. Those things were only a few thousand taels, which was a drop in the bucket compared to his value, but he couldn’t swallow this tone! (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. Mobile phone users please read it.)
Chapter completed!